OK! Next crack pair! Barry and Rob ;3

This might be a two shot! Depending on the feedback (since I'm treading unfamiliar age difference territory) I might make the second part to this.

Let me know if I should ;3

anyway, warnings are the basic- Smut, Language, Man on Boy, 6 year age gap, Adult and Minor and all that Jazz.

Oh and for those curious, the song is Scream by Avenged ;3 That song makes me power walk with the wind in my hair like whoa ;3

Disclaimer- I Don't own Barry, Wally or Dick, if I did, DC would go the the fan girls .-.

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I was pressed against the wall again with his knees between my thighs. I knew it was wrong, he knew it was wrong but each time his tongue worked its way into my mouth, it didn't seem to matter anymore…

It started when I was seventeen. Wally had invited me to spend the summer with him at his uncle's house. We'd spent the first few nights mindlessly gaming and pigging out on junk food. It was as it had always been; just us as bros hanging out. None of it had sexual undertones, not sleeping with him or walking around him half naked. We just did it all naturally. The more time I spent with him, the more I thought I might even have a thing for him. I was even considering acting out on my feelings for my best friend; that is until the second week.

The second week changed everything. We were on the eighth comedy when Wally had fallen asleep. He was drooling against his pillow as he always does and I was oddly awake. Maybe because it was still only two in the morning and I was conditioned to be up until at least four, or maybe because of the odd way I'd caught Barry, Wally's uncle, staring at me when I was on the couch earlier. Whatever the reason, I couldn't relax.

Into the ninth movie, the door creaked open and I turned my eyes to it. Barry stepped in and closed the door silently behind him. Ever since he'd split from Iris he'd been kind of down. They hadn't even been together long when it happened. No one ever really knew why it happened. We were all sure they were going to be one of those 'together forever' couples. Whatever the reason, but the end result wasn't pretty. He made his way over to the bed and sat down next to me, looking into my eyes.

"Barry?" I asked nervously.

He pressed his fingers to my lips and glanced over at Wally. I felt a jolt run through me, spreading out from the spot his fingers were held against. He twisted his upper body toward me and slowly leaned down replacing his fingers with his lips. Initially, I was shocked, horrified. There was a twenty –something year old man, my best friend's uncle of all people kissing me. I wanted to protest, I wanted to scream out but his fingers dancing up the side of my neck shook me free of any objection I found in me.

My arms wound themselves around his neck and he shifted again laying his body on top of mine. I sighed into the kiss and worked my hands into the short blonde hair, stroking and caressing it softly. His tongue swept across my bottom lip and I gave way allowing it to sweep across mine. His hand slowly worked its way under my shirt, ghosting alone the planes of my stomach. I felt my back arch up, demanding more of his touch. This was beyond embarrassing. My body was begging for it, I'd never been with anyone before yet it seemed like my body knew exactly how to react.

The kiss progressively got a more aggressive, his fingers rubbing circles into my nipples. The other hand ran freely across my body, squeezing, groping and teasing, simply driving me insane. It felt as though his hands were everywhere. Places I didn't know existed were turning me on. The back of my knee, the bones on my hips, everywhere he touched felt like it was directly linked to my cock. I found myself oddly enjoying his touches, turning from not wanting this to craving it like an exotic drug that had been pushed into my blood.

His lips left mine and he pulled my hand up to his face, cupping it between his own hand and his cheek. He turned his face sideways and gently sank his teeth into the inside of my wrist. I pushed my head roughly back against the pillows and whimpered. Another sensitive spot I didn't think was possible. I could feel his cock pressing against my thigh, hard and hot. I knew I was hard myself and I was hard for him. I wanted him to continue to touch me this way and was getting frustrated as how slow all of this was going. I curiously rolled my hip against his leg to get him to hurry and hissed at how good it felt. He growled and moved his mouth to my ear pulling it between his teeth. Goose bumps spread across my skin and an odd sound pushed its way out of my throat.

We both looked over at Wally who was still in the bed with us and tensed as he shifted onto his side facing the wall. We were perfectly still for a few moments longer until I felt his hand slip inside my pants. I gasped and again the odd sound escaped my lips. He worked his tongue back into my mouth to muffle the sounds that continued to pour out and rubbed me through the fabric of my boxers. His hand was firm and rough which felt so fucking good, even through the cotton. It was like nothing I'd ever felt. Sure I'd touched myself countless times before but feeling a different set of hands working me was unreal.

He pulled the waist band of my pants down and pushed my shirt up, bunching it under my arm pits. His tongue danced down across my neck giving it a small kiss before making its way lower. He kissed across my chest and licked one of my nipples. I bit my bottom lip trying my best to avoid making noise. I really didn't want Wally to see this, he'd hate me. His uncle was his hero and I was his best friend, this wasn't supposed to be happening…

He lapped at my nipple again and blew on it causing it to harden. The noises were getting harder and harder to contain but somehow, I managed. He took the hardened nub between his teeth and tugged on it as he resumed palming me through my boxers. I pushed my hips into his hands and tugged his hair pushing his head down. I wasn't quite sure what I wanted or what had gotten into me but I knew I needed him to do something more, the heat building inside me felt like it was going to eat me from the inside out.

His fingers slid into the band of my boxers and he slid them down to the middle of my thigh along with my pants. I clumsily lifted myself onto my elbows and watched his tongue dance down my stomach. The muscles in my lower stomach tensed as he nipped at my naval, dipping his tongue in, before moving lower. My arms shook nervously under my weight. I could feel his breaths against my tip, his mouth barely millimeters away from it. He slid his fingers around me and gave me a few pumps. I trembled and whimpered attempting to spread my legs. It was amazing how naturally my body seemed to respond to all of this.

"You ok with this?" He asked tracing the underside of my shaft with his lips.

I wasn't sure if I was. All of this was so weird, so unexpected… Sure I'd always kind of fantasized about him, he was something to behold. Strong, brave and naturally built like a roman statue you'd find in a high-end museum. His golden hair was always just right and his slightly tanned skin spread perfectly across the statue-esque body he sported. I'm certain that everyone had thought of bedding him at least once in their lifetime but I never imagined it would actually happen, especially not with me. Despite all the things wrong with this, I couldn't say no. I couldn't deny the golden head of hair that lingered between my legs so I said yes.

A scorching hot mouth enveloped me and all hopes of rational thoughts were out the window. He sucked noisily, bobbing his head rapidly as he took me deeper and deeper into his mouth. I re-tangled my fingers into his hair, falling back against the pillows, and pushed his head a little harder down. He hummed around me and sent a jolt of pleasure that crawled through my entire body. His large hands ran up and down my thighs, dipping in and brushing past my ass when they were high enough. My legs shook and my hips began thrusting up impulsively. I had absolutely no control over my body anymore. It did as it pleased, as he pleased.

"Mmmmm, I-I want more." I whined out rolling my hips forcefully up.

He slid two of his fingers into my lips and pulled his mouth off of me.

"Suck."

I moaned around his fingers and sucked hungrily on them swirling my tongue over and between the digits. He pushed the fingers in and out of my mouth, and I bobbed my head on them as he'd been doing to my cock. He moaned and began pumping me in his hand, his lips littering my stomach with kisses. I sucked harder on the fingers when a bolt of pleasure began building in my lower stomach. I knew I was going to finish soon. The fingers left my lips drawing a long trail of saliva in their wake.

" Spread em for me." He whispered in my ear, tracing the shell with his tongue as his hand caressed my thighs.

I kicked off my pants and boxers, obediently spreading my legs out for him. He rubbed the wet fingers back and forth between my cheeks and slowly pushed one in. I winced in discomfort. He seemed to notice because his mouth wrapped around my cock again, sucking it. The attention I'd been paying to his fingers vanished and I moaned screwing his mouth again. The finger nestled itself in to the knuckle and pulled out again slowly working a set pace in and out. On one of the pushes in, he hit something in me that whited out the edges of my vision in pure pleasure.

I muffled a scream biting my finger and thrust down trying to get that feeling again. He pulled the finger out and added the second one along with it pumping in and out of me again, this time, hitting that spot repeatedly. Not really caring about anything other than the immense pleasure I was feeling at the moment, I began wantonly thrusting my hips into his mouth as his fingers fucked me thoroughly. He'd twist and turn them, curling against the spot that sent me to heaven.

" Fuck… Barry I'm… I'm going to cum!" I hissed out pulling his hair tightly.

He moaned and sucked me in deeper breaking the coil that had been winding up. I bit my lip until I was sure it was going to bleed as I shot into his mouth. I wanted to scream, moan, make all kinds of noises. It felt amazing, perfect and right to have him on me that way, swallowing me. With a few more noisy slurps, he pulled up wiping under his bottom lip with his thumb. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him, tasting myself on the tongue that swirled around against mine.

He gave me a final kiss and picked my pants and boxers up, slipping them back on me and left wordlessly. I lay there trying to piece together what the hell had just happened. Barry Allen Had just sucked me off and I'd wanted it. Desperately. I sighed and rolled onto my side fixing my shirt into place. As the hours passed by I continued thinking about it, his mouth wrapped around me, kissing me licking me. I couldn't get over how good it felt. What did it all mean though? Did he just want to use me? It didn't seem like he'd do something like that, he was too much of a 'justice' fan to simply use me for his own amusement, so what? What was that? I tried to keep thinking about it, to make sense of everything but the exhaustion from the orgasm soon came and drowned out my excessive thoughts, lulling me to sleep.

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When I woke up, Wally was still asleep. How he slept through what happened last night, I have no idea- but thankfully he had. I rolled out of bed and stood ruffling the sleep out of my hair. I heard rustling on the bed and turned to see Wally attempting to wake up, giving me a cheesy grin as the green in his eyes peeked between his lids.

"Mornin' dude." He yawned out tossing his arm over the spot I'd been laying down in.

"Morning."

I sighed and trudged into the bathroom to brush my teeth and get other 'morning business' out of the way. I came back to find Wally already in the living room, stuffing his face with a bag of chips. Barry was in the kitchen with his back turned messing with something on the stove.

"Hey, Good morning." He said briefly glancing at me.

I felt a blush creep into my face and mumbled a good morning back before sitting next to Wally and taking some of his chips.

"Hey, skinny hands off Boy Wonder! Get your own!"

"Those are mine Wally, now gimmie."

"In my hands, mine." He defended

I sighed and walked into the kitchen fumbling through the cupboard for another bag.

"They're in the last door on the right." Barry said keeping his eyes fixed on the pan in his hand.

I felt my heart rate pick up and nodded, even though he couldn't see me.

"Thanks…"

I stood on the tips of my toes to reach the bag and frowned when it was still too far. Barry casually walked over and took it handing it to me before going back to his cooking. I stared at him curiously and opened the bag. Was he really not going to say anything about it? Was he going to pretend it didn't happen? I know it did, I know that it happened so why did it seem like I was the only one affected?

I rejoined Wally on the couch and shut the curtain as he popped in the first of many horror movies he had planned for the day. We quietly ate our chips and soon after, Barry joined us with his breakfast in hand. He sat next to me and placed his foot over his knee eating. It was almost as though I were invisible to him. That kind of pissed me off. He's the one that came on to me and now I was the only one that thought anything of it?

I continued eating my chips and tried to ignore him as well. The heat radiating off his body onto mine completely sidetracked my thoughts to last night, everything sidetracked my thoughts back to last night. I'd never done something like that before… I looked over at Wally and felt my face heat up. What would he do if he found out? My stomach turned and my chips were suddenly oddly unappetizing. I handed them to Wally and curled up on the couch slightly leaning on Barry. He tensed and rolled his shoulder pushing me away and continued to pretend as though I wasn't there.

I looked at him and clenched my fists into balls trying as best as I could not to throw my hands in the air and ask what his problem was. I took a few deep breaths and ran my hands nervously through my hair trying to sort out all of the thoughts going through my head. I could feel anger building higher and higher to the point where I felt I was actually going to open my mouth and call him out on it. Just before I did, Wally stopped me.

"Dude, you ok?" Wally asked placing a hand on my shoulder.

That brought me down a few pegs. I remembered that there would be consequences for the things I'd say. It would make Wally hate his uncle and possibly me. I couldn't do that to him or to myself. In all honesty, I'd die without Wally as my best friend.

"Yeah. Just woke up feeling sucked dry of a good mood." I replied bitterly

I felt Barry flinch next to me but he didn't even look at me or bother to react.

"If you say so man. Go take a nap or something if you're gonna be whiney."

"Shut up KF."

"Make me oh queen of MPMS."

"MPMS?" I asked already feeling some annoyance seep into my voice.

"Yeah, Male Pre menstrual syndrome."

I got up and hit him upside the head.

" I think I will sleep, that or I'm going to hurt you." I growled.

He lifted his hands in a claw like manner and meowed at me. I shot him the finger and smiled knowing he was just being an idiot and decided sleep would be a pretty decent idea. If nothing else, it would take my mind off Barry. I pulled my shirt and pants off and crawled under the blanket huffing out all the pent up frustration. I pulled a pillow to my chest and buried my face in it closing my eyes biting back tears that threatened to spill out.

I heard the door open and my heart caught in my chest. I felt a light hand on mine and sighed in relaxation. Wally.

"Hey, you sure you're ok? You're acting really weird, even for you dude."

I nodded not removing my face from the pillow.

"Dick, come on, seriously, look at me."

I groaned and dropped the pillow giving him an unamused look.

"I'm fine Wally, I probably just ate more junk food than my body can handle, not everyone can have a speedster's metabolism you know…"

He grinned and messed up my hair before walking back out into the living room leaving me to finally get some sleep.

x—x

I woke up to kisses along the back of my neck and a calloused hand skimming up my stomach. I arched into the touches and whimpered. The kisses continued and sleep slipped away bringing me to the obvious realization that I was being caressed. My eyes snapped open and I pushed the hands away turning to face their owner. Barry was staring intently at me and brought the back of his fingers to my cheek.

"Stop it! Wally is in the living room!" I hissed pushing his hand away.

"No, he isn't. He went off to play soccer with his buddies from school. Said he would have invited you but he 'didn't want Boy Blunder bleeding all over the ball' "

I rolled my eyes and sighed. Only Wally could get away with saying something like that without me having him by the balls for it.

"Come here." He commanded sitting on the edge of the bed.

"No. You've been ignoring me all morning, what was with that!" I snapped crossing my arms.

"You want me to kiss you in front of Wally? You want me to touch you like I did last night while he's watching?" He hissed back in annoyance.

I bit my bottom lip nervously and shook my head no.

"No, but you don't have to be so cold about it either… It's weird. You just come in one night, do that to me and then don't even look at me!"

"I can't help it! I know if I give in a little, I'll give in all the way." He said crawling on top of me.

My breath hitched in my throat and I already felt the blood rushing between my legs. He kissed across my neck and shoulders tracing my hip bones with his thumb. I ran my hands up the expanse of his wide back and turned my head to the side giving him more skin on my neck to kiss. His hand cupped my chin and turned my face to his. Surprisingly soft lips melded against mine. He gave me several short kisses before pushing my mouth open with his tongue. I pushed mine against his and he sucked it into his mouth moaning.

"Wait, stop…" I forced out pressing my hands to his chest.

He pulled back a little and looked at me nervously.

"I'm sorry…" He apologized pulling back completely.

I shook my head and pulled him back down on me.

"Just tell me why you're doing this… Why me? Why now?"

He exhaled and buried his face into my shoulder kissing it.

"I don't know why now but it's because… because I love you. I have since you began hanging around here with Wally when you when you were fourteen. I was kind of freaked out because I'm sure it's not normal for a twenty year old man to want a fourteen year old boy but… It hasn't changed. I still want you."

I felt my heart rise so far up in my throat that I could almost taste it. Barry loved me? I wasn't sure what to think but thankfully, I didn't have to. His lips came crashing back against mine wiping away any hope I had of forming rational thoughts.

His hand hooked under my calf and threw my leg over his hip as he slowly ground into me. I whimpered and bit his lower lip gently before hiding my face in the crook of his neck. He continued thrusting up against me, rocking me into the bed. My breathing was speeding up and I felt myself panting into his ear. I was going to finish soon and I didn't want this to be the second time in a row that I was the only one on the receiving end of the pleasure.

"B-Barry…"

He grunted and dragged his teeth along my shoulder. "Yeah?"

"I wanna try… what you did yesterday."

He stopped moving and pressed his nose to mine.

"You don't have to."

I blushed and nodded. "I want to… Please?"

He let out a shaky breath and nodded removing himself from me. I got off the bed and sat in front of him on my knees. My hands were shaking. I tried steadying them as I fumbled with the button on his pants but was completely unsuccessful. He slid his hand down popping the button with a single hand and ran his fingers sweetly through my hair.

"So fucking beautiful." He whispered tracing my lower lip with the pad of his thumb.

I opened his pants the rest of the way and pulled them down. He lifted his hips so I could pull them to his feet and sat back with his hand still in my hair. I palmed him through his boxers licking my lips nervously. I guess it wasn't just his attitude that lacked modesty… I slid my fingers into the waistband of his boxers and tugged them down and felt the persistent feeling of embarrassment sweep across my cheeks. He ran his hands comfortingly through my hair pulling me forward. I took him in my hands and closed my eyes quickly swiping my tongue against the tip.

He groaned and tightened his grip on my hair. I let my tongue slide out again and took a longer lick around the tip before sliding him into my mouth. The muscles of his thigh that rested under my hands tensed and he gave my head another small push downward. I took the hint and slowly bobbed my head up and down moving my hand along with my mouth covering the large amount my mouth couldn't. I used my other hand to draw along the contours of his abs, and down the light blonde happy trail before going back up.

"That feels so good." He said running his nails up and down the back of my neck.

I moaned and shivered gripping him a little harder. His hips began pushing up into my mouth in short thrusts. I swirled my tongue around him to keep him from pushing too far in which earned me the loudest moan I'd heard from him so far. I felt myself get harder and squeezed my legs uncomfortably together desperately seeking friction. I had absolutely no experience to go off of so I'd have to play this by ear. Apparently using my tongue was a good thing. I sucked a little harder and wrapped my tongue around him again tasting as much of him as I could.

He stopped pushing up into my mouth and slipped a finger under my chin tilting my eyes up to his.

"Get on the bed." He whispered stroking my face gently.

I pulled my mouth off of him and crawled back onto the bed. He stood in front of my and brought my face towards his cock holding my chin between his fingers. I opened my mouth and sucked him in. His fingers left my chin and held the side of my face as he moved his hips back and forth forcing himself in and out of my mouth. I re-wrapped my hand around him and curled the other around the back of his thigh to steady myself. He moaned and ran his thumb back and forth across my cheek bone.

"Your mouth is so fucking hot." He hissed out bucking his hips a little harder into my mouth.

I moaned and took my hand away from his thigh slipping it into my own boxers. There was nothing hotter in my mind than knowing he was getting off to what I was doing. I wanted to make him cum, I needed him to. My fingers tightened around him and I pulled my lips to the swollen tip and slowly worked my teeth against him. I pushed him back into my mouth and took him as deep as I could feeling him hit the back of my throat. He placed both hands on either side of my face and began thrusting faster into my mouth causing a small line of saliva to run down my chin. I closed my eyes and focused on my hand wrapped around my own cock and stroked myself faster whimpering in pleasure with each pump.

"Mmm, Dick, I'm gonna cum. You want me to pull out?" He asked breathlessly.

I wasn't sure how he expected me to respond so I did what I could think of, I grabbed his ass and squeezed it pushing him hard into the back of my throat. As soon as that happened, I felt something hot and bitter spill into my mouth being spread over my tongue and lips with his final thrusts. I continued to pump myself and felt myself go over the edge spilling onto my hands and stomach. I swallowed the bitter cum in my mouth and slipped off wiping at the liquids that ran down my chin.

He kneeled down in front of me licking the cum off my hand and stomach, sucking on each cum soaked finger as he did so.

"I love you." He whispered kissing me.

At the time I didn't know the meaning of the words I'd said but I returned them gladly. I held his face in my hands, nose to nose and told him I loved him too.