Here Again

It always started the same. They would meet, they would drink, and then they would tussle for dominance over the other. This time was no different.
Having the ability to hold his drink better gave Gordon the advantage. He had taken Spencer by surprise and now had him pinned firmly, straddling him and holding his wrists either side of his head.

"That's not fair!" Spencer huffed, wriggling and twisting to try to free himself. It was no use though. He may have been younger but Gordon was a larger build than him and much stronger.

The older man just smirked. "What's the matter? Don't like having someone else in charge?"

Spencer just glared at him, still fighting against him. "Get your fat ass off of me!" he growled, twisting sharply sideways in an attempt to throw him off. Gordon barely seemed to move.

"Being rude will get you nowhere." He chuckled, leaning down so his face was mere inches from Spencer's. He still had a tight grip on the other man's wrists and as he lowered himself he pulled Spencer's hands up above his head. "Say please?"

"What? And let you win? I don't think so..." Spencer grunted, giving an indignant snort and turning his head.

Gordon laughed. "It's not like you have much of a choice, is it?" he said, leaning closer. Spencer could feel Gordon's breath on his neck and he wriggled again, his skin prickling with goose bumps. Gordon noticed and grinned to himself. Slowly, he lowered his head so that his lips ever so lightly brushed against Spencer's exposed neck, his eyes watching the younger man's reaction. Try as he might Spencer couldn't stop himself from shuddering, uttering a swear word under his breath.

He arched his back a little, glancing at Gordon out of the corner of his eye. "...I hate you..."

"No you don't" Gordon muttered, kissing his neck softly. He grinned slightly as Spencer shuddered again, continuing to kiss his neck and along his jaw. Spencer bit his lip, inwardly cursing himself for drinking way too much yet again and letting himself get into this situation. He had to admit though, he was somewhat enjoying it.
Gordon kissed along his jaw until he came to his chin, looking up at Spencer as he bit his bottom lip firmly.

Spencer inhaled sharply, giving a soft moan. "...fucking...hate you..." With a low chuckle Gordon bit down a little harder before kissing him full on the lips. Spencer wriggled, though halfheartedly this time and slowly flexed his fingers open and closed as he kissed him back. Gordon relaxed his grip slightly, slowly running his hands down Spencer's arms until they reached his chest. Spencer took the opportunity and threw himself up against Gordon, managing to flip them both over. He sat up and grinned triumphantly. "Much better."

Gordon rolled his eyes, resting his hands on Spencer's hips. "Seems only fair seeing as I was in charge last time"

Spencer raised an eyebrow. "Maybe I just let you think you were?" he scoffed, eying Gordon slowly. "Now...something needs to be done about this..." he muttered, pulling at Gordon's t-shirt. Gordon sat up, a hand lightly resting in the small of Spencer's back as he pulled Gordon's tee slowly up and over his head. He casually tossed it aside and ran his hands over Gordon's chest. "Much better" he mused, leaning down to kiss him as Gordon started tugging at his own shirt.
It didn't take long for it to be removed and also be discarded to the floor. Gordon pulled Spencer closer, their bodied pressed against each other as they locked lips again.

Spencer pushed Gordon back down into the bed without breaking the kiss, his hands wandering over his stomach and down towards the waistband of his trousers.
Gordon gave a quiet moan, his fingers kneading Spencer's hips slowly. He felt Spencer fiddling with the button on his trousers and removed a hand from his hip to help, only to have it slapped away.

"Behave" Spencer growled, managing to undo the fastening and sliding them down over Gordon's hips slowly. Gordon's hands worked their way around to do the same with Spencer's trousers, though much quicker. Once both pairs of trousers were gone they paused, staring at each other silently for a couple of minutes. Spencer looked as if he was about to say something, but was stopped as Gordon's lips crashed into his roughly. Spencer moaned, both hands wandering down Gordon's body and gripping the back of his knees, pulling them up slowly. Gordon gave a quiet hiss as Spencer pushed forwards into him, biting his bottom lip. Spencer paused, smirking. "What's the matter? A little tender are we?" With a swift jerk Gordon grabbed Spencer's hips and pulled them forwards roughly, both of them moaning.

It didn't take long for Spencer to start picking up the pace. He lowered his head, kissing Gordon deeply and biting at his bottom lip. The sounds Gordon made caused him to tremble in excitement. Gordon was completely lost in pleasure, moaning louder and louder the faster and harder Spencer moved. He clawed at Spencer's back, arching and writhing beneath him. Spencer gave a growl, biting Gordon's lip even harder. He felt the larger man tense beneath him, trembling again at the sound of a long, deep groan. Spencer's smirk of triumph was soon wiped clean from his face as he suddenly found himself flipped onto his back. "What the fuck?!"

Gordon grinned, making another grab for his wrists. "Not going to let you have all the fun now, am I?" Spencer did everything he could to try and regain control but it was no use, he was soon pinned again and gave a cry as Gordon thrust forwards into him suddenly. He soon forgot about fighting back, enjoying himself far too much as Gordon's movements became harder and harder. He shuddered, tilting his head back and moaning as he felt himself coming closer and closer.

Gordon's breaths became deeper and slightly ragged, his grip tightening around Spencer's wrists. "...fuck...f-fuck..." he muttered between moans, burying his face in Spencer's neck. He bit down firmly, giving a long, low moan as his pleasure finally reached its peak. Spencer yelped as he felt Gordon's teeth dig into his skin, arching his back as he was also tipped over the edge.

Once he had caught his breath, Spencer looked up at Gordon. "Next time I'm tying you to the bed..."

Gordon chuckled and rolled off of him carefully, settling next to him and kissing him softly. "Is that a promise?" he grinned.

Spencer rolled his eyes, resting his head on the older man's shoulder and giving a contented sigh. "More like a threat..." he mumbled. He waited for a reply, looking up when none came. Gordon had already fallen asleep, a small smirk still on his lips.