Arthur was sitting on Alfred's couch, flipping through channels. Alfred's living room was quite a statement, with a lone couch to one side with a moderately sized cable TV across from it. Because of the renovations going on in his own home, Alfred offered to let him stay at his place. Reluctantly he agreed, but only because every hotel he called was full from some holiday event or something. Anyway, Arthur was about to doze off when the TV show he was watching came back on after the adds, jerking him awake. He checked the time, realizing that it was 8, and he hadn't eaten dinner yet. He was about to go prepare a meal when Alfred entered the room with two plates, on each a cheeseburger and some fries.
"Hey dude! 'Thought you would be hungry." said Alfred. He then plopped on the couch after handing Arthur a plate.
"Thank you." replied the British man. He saw Alfred become engaged with the TV show playing in front of the duo. As he watched Alfred eat his cheeseburger and be distracted by the screen, a sense of warmth and longing came over him. Eating the food in front of him, his tired mind focused less on why he felt these things and more on how to get closer to him.
Arthur scooted closer to Alfred, pretending to get a better look at the TV show. He could feel Alfred's warmth radiating off of his body. Alfred had just finished his burger, and was looking at Arthur. Arthur blushed and tried to hide it by pretending to pick something off the ground. Unfortunately, Alfred was not as naive as Arthur had thought, and realized the situation immediately. Smirking, Alfred pushed Arthur back onto the couch.
Arthur's blush was as red as a traffic light, looking up at Alfred in shock. Alfred slammed his lips against Arthur's, and before he had time to react, his belt was already being worked undone. Arthur felt a hardness on his leg and averted his gaze. His eyes were squinted and his mouth had drool pouring out of one side. Alfred growled lowly as he ravaged Arthur's neck with bites and licks. The English man's shirt was above his head before he had realized, and Alfred's mouth latched onto a nipple, expertly using his tongue to stimulate a strong reaction. A high pitched, breathy sound emerged from Arthur's throat, feeling his whole body wracked with a teasing sensation of impatience and pleasure. He squirmed as both his nipples were sucked. He felt his pants riding down his legs with the help of someone's hand, and he felt a finger trace around the outline of his hard cock under his underwear. Arthur shivered at the touch and looked up to see Alfred's lustful eyes. Using all his strength to pick him up, Alfred turned Arthur onto his stomach, propping his ass in the air for easy access. His underwear were below his ass cheeks, exposing his puckered, throbbing hole.
"This might hurt a little bit Iggy.. sorry." Those were Alfred's last words before Arthur felt a finger plunge inside him, making him squirm more. Alfred's finger worked Arthur's hole loose, Arthur moaning like an animal in heat the whole time.
"Ready?" asked Alfred. He didn't wait for a response before thrusting his entire cock into Arthur's hole at once. Arthur screamed, followed by a strangled moan of pain and pleasure. This didn't matter to Alfred. He looked into the brit's eyes, his desire and lust overflowing at the actions taking place. Alfred thrusted again and again into the once-virgin hole, making him cry out every time he reached a certain place inside him. Alfred's cock was so big and swollen that it took all his might to shove his cock in and out every time. Rubbing and jerking Arthur's cock, it didn't take long for Arthur to finish and paint his own stomach white with fresh cum. The clenching that he did as he came milked the American's cock, moaning and cumming inside his unresistible friend's body.
(My first PWP, there may be a part 2)