Elevator
Jeff and John had just got to John's hotel after John had a meeting with the WWE. He was holding his hand as he headed for the stairs until he felt his fiancé pull at his arm. Jeff stopped and looked at him, "Babe, stairs," he said as he still felt John tugging at his arm.
"Babe, we can do things in the elevator while we're getting to our floor." John tried his best to act all kinky with his voice.
Jeff only sighed a little. "But I don't take them, I've told you this before," Jeff spoke as he was taken off guard by John pushing him up against the wall.
"Come on you hot stuff," he whispered as he grinded against him. "I know you want me."
Hearing what John said, he couldn't resist it. Instead of saying something, Jeff pulled John over to the elevator and began pushing the button. He only hoped no one else was on or wanted on. He was already beginning to get hard. "Come on," Jeff muttered to himself.
Ding! Rang the elevator as the doors opened. Lucky no one was inside, Jeff pulled John inside and pushed the button for the door to close. When it was closed, he pushed John against the wall, pressing their floor button. His lips dove towards the other man as he kissed his lips deeply.
Moans escaped John's lips as he felt Jeff kissing him. As the elevator began to move, Jeff ran his hands up his fiance's shirt. John knew that little tease would get to Jeff, and he was sure glad it did. "Come on Jeff, do more," he whispered as he tried to get more from the younger man.
Jeff ripped off John's shirt and undid his pants, letting them fall down. His hands pulled down his boxers that he was wearing at the time. Wrapping his lips around John's head of his shaft, he began to suck him off.
A small growl escaped his lips as his fingers dug into Jeff's shoulders. Only to leave a small scar when healed up. His head smacked the wall, only to try and keep his balance. His eyes tried to keep focus on the numbers going off until they reached their floor. He felt himself getting hard as his fiancé kept sucking himself off. "Oh god babe!"
No matter what, Jeff kept sucking hard and fast, wanting to taste his fiancé so bad. His finger slipped into his asshole to see if that would help him a little. He only tasted a leak, wanting more, Jeff shoved his finger in there, maybe another finding his prostate and poking at it.
As soon as John felt his prostate getting poked, he couldn't help but yell in orgasum. He squirted hard and fast into his fiance's mouth. After he did that, he began to pant and grip hard onto his shoulders.
Jeff of course tried to stand, but all the energy was taken out of him when he felt John trying to hold onto his shoulders without digging his nails again. "Babe," he whispered.
John looked up seeing they were close to their floor. "Jeff, help me get dressed," John whispered, knowing that he was going to drive Jeff crazy in the hotel room they were staying in.