Yaay, my very own lemon! *squeals happily with an huge bloody tissue stuck up her nose*
anyway, don't ask me where the hell I got this idea cause i have absolutely no idea, and if it sucks, well, its my first lemon. Now, i realize i probably should have started with an het. pairing, but, oh well, this is more fun! XD
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot! (or rather lack of one) :3
Moaning lightly, Enrique Giancarlo rolled over in his sleep subconsciously with a pained groan.
In his dream, he was lying naked on an large queen-size bed that had light blue, almost white sheets. Seeing movement out of the corner of his eye, he turned to see Oliver naked as well, lying on his hands and knees and smiling seductively as he looked up at the older boy through an curtain of grass-colored hair. Enrique had an sudden urge to run his hands through said hair, as it looked unbelievably soft, and, following that urge, he grunted and pulled tightly on the chunk of hair that was in his hands when Oliver lowered his mouth towards his leaking head, licking it tortuously slow before pulling the entire sex organ in his mouth, his tongue running underneath the bottom. The feeling in Enrique's groin grew until Oliver had to hold down his hips so his gag reflex didn't kick in. He could tell the greenette knew he was close, and it was painful to know he was going to wake up any second now with an erection that would rival the Eiffel Tower.
But, to his surprise, he didn't, and was soon screaming out his orgasm before collapsing next to the French beauty who looked just as exhausted and flushed as he probably did considering how wiped out he felt.
Waking up with a start, Enrique looked around blindly until he began to faintly recognize the furniture of his room, which was illuminated by the crescent moon outside.
Feeling the bed dip, he stiffened, but relaxed when a familiar voice sliced through the suffocating darkness.
"Enri, are you okay?" Oliver called out, his fatigue clearly visible in his voice. For a minute or so, Enrique's still sleep fogged mind wondered what in the world the younger boy was doing in his bed when it came back to him.
"Yeah, sorry for waking you up, Oli." He replied running a lazy hand through thick green locks, making the younger purr in appreciation.
When he was sure the boy was distracted, Enrique began to feel around his bed to see how wet the bedsheets were, after all, dream-Oli gave an damn good oral.
But , to his surprise, the sheets were completely dry.
"Enri, what are you-" Oliver began, but was cut off when the blond boy turned on the bedside lamp, blinding both boys as the room was quickly illuminated with a bright but warm light. The blond looked at him in shock, scaring the greenette a bit as he wiped the area on his face just between the corner of his mouth and his chin with two fingers, amethyst and sapphire eyes widening when the digits coming back covered in a familiar creamy white substance.
Busted.
Wide purple eyes filled with tears as the greenette tried to explain, but was once again cut off as the older blond boy pulled him by his wrist onto his lap, Oliver moaning when the boys semi-erect manhood brushed against his inner thigh. Encouraged by his uke's moans, the blond began to run love bites down his neck before drawing back and admiring his handy work. The large red marks would be hard to cover up, and Enrique admitted he was going to have fun seeing Oliver try to explain it in the morning.
Making a strange mewling noise, Oliver hungrily pressed their lips together, eagerly allowing Enrique to explore his mouth when the older ran his tongue experimentally along his lips. The two battled for dominance, which Enrique won easily with no further argument from Oliver, who actually seemed to like being dominated by the older boy.
However, the need to breath soon became too great to ignore, and the two were forced to part, faces flushed and breathing labored.
His clothing now feeling hot and restricting, Oliver reached to take off his shirt when a larger, tanner hand covered his own, and placed it next to it's twin above his head. Enrique made quick work of the shirt, undoing all of the tiny white buttons in record time before pulling the shirt over the greenette's head, exposing pert nipples to the world. Popping one into his mouth, Enrique bit it before licking it soothingly until it was an angry red color before doing the same to it's twin, all the while making the greenette's remaining clothes disappear until they were both naked.
"Enri...please...I...I need you!" Oliver said breathily, he could feel Enrique's swollen manhood easing against his now virgin hole in his current position on the blonde's lap, having never moved from the spot as he found it extremely...pleasurable, to say the least.
"Oli, are you sure? This is your first time, so its going to hurt, and not just a little either." Enrique said soothingly, he knew Oliver had a thing against anything extremely painful, and he also knew that "painful" would probably be an understatement for what Oliver would feel upon penetration.
Too bothered to reply with words, Oliver instead answered by putting his hands on either sides of the blonde's thighs, lifting himself up a couple of inches before dropping himself back on the Italian's hardening erection, which was beginning to turn almost purple in color and very painful looking from want.
"Okay, but if you want me to stop, tell me, okay?" Enrique said reaching over to his bedside table, opening the drawer and extracting a large pink and green bottle of hand lotion.
'good enough' the blond thought as he popped the lid open and poured an generous amount on 3 of his fingers. Looking up, he found Oliver already on his hands and knees, his limbs shaking from want and his breath coming in jagged pants, but his pale but perky ass pointed confidently in the blond's direction. Looking at the older with lust filled eyes through his curtain of hair, Oliver's eyes widened as the blond experimentally stuck his first finger, pausing at first in order to comfort Oliver, who was hissing in pain, beautiful amethyst eyes filling with crystalline tears.
"Do you want me to stop?" Enrique asked him tentatively, surprised a bit when the greenette shook his head no with amazing vigor.
"No, I'm okay" Oliver said thrusting himself back against the blond's fingers, knowing the friction would help him ignore the pain.
Nodding, Enrique took the hint and began to thrust again, knowing that he should try to find that special spot that would bring his uke the greatest pleasure.
At first, nothing, but then Oliver suddenly arched his back, his mouth emitting an loud pleasured half-scream, half-moan. The pleasure was so immense he couldn't even see straight, his vision fogged with white.
'found it' Enrique though happily as he continued to thrust his fingers right at that spot, increasing the pleasure by biting at that special spot on Oliver's neck that he had found earlier that succeeded in bringing the greenette even further in pleasure, so much in fact that he only dully noticed when the blond stuck in two more fingers and began to make a scissor motion with them, stretching out the puckered hole as much as he could so that it would at least be somewhat less painful.
Deeming him ready, Enrique pulled his fingers out, making Oliver mewl is disappointment, but groan as something much, much bigger was pressed against his puckered pink hole instead.
Thrusting in, Enrique was immersed in the tight, warm cavern that was almost painful, the need to thrust into the heat almost too much to bear.
It was painful, Oliver admitted, but, since he had been prepared beforehand, the pain all but disappeared after a few minutes. Swallowing heavily, Oliver nodded to the boy behind him and ordered him to "move", which was one request Enrique was more than happy to give. Moving slowly at first, Enrique making sure to hit the boys sweet spot head on with every thrust, but as the pleasure increased the thrusts kept getting more and more uncoordinated and frantic as the two neared much-needed release.
"So tight" Enrique called out sensually, the tight cavern milking him of the precum that was leaking from his engorged member, to which the green-haired boy replied with a noise of approval, although Enrique wondered if the younger boy could even hear him in his delirium.
Feeling his self-control waning, Enrique, looping an arm around began to rub Oliver's cock in time with his thrusts until the greenette came screaming his lovers name, which made Enrique cum in turn when the muscles in Oliver's ass tightened around his swollen cock.
"i love you" Oliver said drawing invisible patterns on the older's sweaty chest with his finger, but pausing when the blond faltered. Instead of answering, however, Enrique pulled him into an searing kiss, stealing away what little breath the Parisian boy had regained after their bout of love making, but he made a noise of disapproval when the blond pulled out before collapsing next to him so that the two of them were facing each other.
"I love you too" Enrique said putting an kiss on swollen pink lips before curling up in an ball and falling asleep, an arm wrapped around his love's waist, whilst the french boy curling up fetal position against the olders tan chest like an cat, his arms wrapped loosely around his lovers neck, he, too soon fell into an contented sleep.
"Goodnight, love"
wow. I don't know about you peeps, but i thought this was suuper good. If you don't believe me, try reading some other 1st-time lemons yourselves. I mean seriously! If you have written one yourself that was/is pretty good 'm happy for you, but otherwise...
anyway~ please review and tell me what you thought of my (super awesome) lemon, okay? X3
(sorry if I'm talking weird, watching south park for 2 hours straight kinda does that to an person XD)
