I suppose I'll do anon review responses here, too:
Julia: thanks! I'm working on The Wedding for you, should go up before GWIB? ch.3 does. Which I am ashamed to admit isn't much started yet -.-;
wonder1440: not quite, already dealt with the cock ring in Calicos n Cream, but punishment is definitely in order. And remember what Colin was all embarrassed about in Normal ch.2? No? Well, read on, love!
Sammi: Thanks. Yeah, Catholic families and yaoi don't well mix. Yeesh.
Well, consistency is not my middle name. What can I say? I should stick to one type of POV per story, but…first person, third person omnipotent…eh. Oh well.
Also, this one is incredibly plotless. In fact, it's arguably PWP, and the only reason it counts as a story is because it carries over from the plot of the first chapter…wait. That one didn't really have much plot either. Uh…enjoy.
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The moment the door was shut behind Tory their bodies were fused together. Stumbling and groaning in impatience, tripping over cats and cat toys alike, they landed ungracefully on the bed in a heap, limbs tangled and saliva trailing down their chins as they fought not to break their kiss despite their frantic and uncoordinated movements.
Gasping for air as he wrenched his face back, Colin fisted his hands in Tory's flaming hair as the teen moved immediately from his lips to his jaw and throat, biting and licking and sucking alternatively. Moaning, Colin closed his eyes and sank back into the pillow, hissing as Tory nipped his neck harshly, drawing a little blood. He squeezed Tory's scalp.
"What's got you so worked up?" He teased, his eyes glimmering with mirth. Tory just silently arched an eyebrow at him for a moment, and then went back to attacking his collar bone. "Ouch. Tory, that hurts a little," he complained without really being bothered by it.
Tory suckled on the second bleeding mark. "Deal with it. I fucking missed you." He started untucking and pulling Colin's shirt up as he latched his mouth back onto the shorter male's.
Breaking for air and to yank the shirt over his head, Colin then ran his hands up underneath Tory's shirt to rub circles into the warm tan muscles. "But not as much as you could have, hmm?" He smiled saucily, and Tory growled, ducking forward to nibble his earlobe.
Colin shuddered as the low, feral tone of Tory's voice shot straight to his groin. "More. You fucking tease."
"Still, I don't regret sending it to you," Colin moaned out, tipping his head back as Tory licked possessively at the love bites on his neck.
Tory paused, and then chuckled. "Neither do I." He lowered his head to Colin's bare chest, sucking tenderly at a nipple. Colin arched forward with a little gasp. "I don't regret watching it three times that night." He moved over, nibbling at the other one while he twisted the wet one. Colin moaned. "Nor do I regret watching it twice each night after that that you were gone." Keeping the small buds stimulated with his fingers, he moved his mouth to the tummy, and almost immediately let go to pin Colin's wrists to the bed, the boy's legs held fast by Tory's body weight. He smiled dangerously, and Colin whimpered.
"Please?"
"Yes, of course I will," Tory agreed nicely, lowering his head to the belly button.
"NO! YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT!" Colin burst into peals of laughter, Tory's tongue and strands of hair tickling him. "I MEANT PLEASE DON'T!!!"
"That's not what I heard," Tory whispered, grinning against the skin, but he let go of Colin's arms and rubbed up and down the smooth chest instead, before shifting to massage lightly on Colin's inner thighs.
The boy trembled sweetly, reaching to undo his pants, but then stopped. "Tory, did you bring the lube? I'm out." He pointed to the little hand sanitizer bottle on his desk by the bed.
"Oh. Well, actually, no. I just assumed you had some from the video…I'm not going back to my house though, otherwise I'll be commandeered by my mom's dinner party."
"Ugh, I don't feel like having it rough at the moment," Colin sighed. "I suppose I'll just go buy—"
Tory cut him off. "I'll go get it. What was that weird flavor you wanted? Raspberry something," he recalled, sounding vague, but formulating a plan.
"Electric raspberry. It's blue with silver sparkles. Spencer's." Colin smiled happily.
"'Kay, be back in a jiffy," Tory said casually, leaning forward and kissing Colin's nose. "Wait here and think happy thoughts," he smirked, rubbing his crotch against Colin's inner thigh, who gasped. "You seem to be good at imagining me, I think you'll have no trouble."
Colin lay back on the bed with an acquiescing grin, sliding his hand down his bare torso suggestively and rubbing gently against his crotch. "Hurry back," he breathed, and Tory swallowed before quickly heading out the door.
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When he got to Queens Center Mall, Tory didn't go in Spencer's. He didn't even go near that side of the mall. Instead he stopped off at the Sweet Factory briefly for a purchase, and then with an almost apologetic, slightly guilty look he walked into Bath and Body Works. When he came out he looked much happier with himself. He headed quickly back to his waiting lover.
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Colin sighed in passion, thrusting up a little into his own hand. He was fully naked, spread across his bed playing lightly with himself. For a moment, he considered jerking off all the way, but he didn't think Tory would like that. Tory wanted him ready and waiting, and probably nearly desperate for release. But he was getting so close…
He heard the door open and Tory calling out his entry, and sighed in relief. What he didn't expect was for Tory to walk immediately into the bathroom. Well fuck him! Colin started stroking himself hard, intending to cum before Tory got out.
Tory didn't want Colin to see the store labels on his bags, or that would give the game away. So he quickly detoured into the bathroom, taking two identical items out and setting the bags on the counter before heading back into the bedroom. He got there just in time to see Colin moaning loudly, almost at the edge. With a sympathetically understanding and yet horny grin, he rushed over and grabbed Colin's wrist, sliding the fist off of the generously weeping erection.
Colin nearly cried out of frustration, but Tory quickly leaned down and swallowed him whole, sucking firmly. With a scream, Colin released, emptying himself into Tory's waiting mouth.
"All better?" Tory teased, licking his lips.
Colin sighed, too sated to really be mad. "You get it?"
"Close your eyes," Tory coaxed, not really answering him. "I want to play with you a little. This stuff looks really yummy."
Colin smiled, doing as bidden, relaxing into the bed as Tory broke the seal on the tube in his hand and uncapped it. Then he smeared a little across Colin's lips. "Don't lick." He leaned down and licked up the substance, humming pleasurably at the flavor. Happily, he started trickling it down Colin's neck and torso, following it with his tongue.
Colin shifted and moaned as Tory tongued his coated nipples. "Tory? Can I open my eyes?"
"No, baby, not yet," Tory grinned. He squeezed some more blue gel onto Colin's stomach, licking it up with long, teasing strokes. Colin would have doubled up with laughter if Tory hadn't held his chest and legs down. Pressing a parting kiss to the belly button, Tory held Colin's half-erect penis vertical and poured some onto the top, watching as it dribbled down before lowering his mouth to lick and suck liberally at the blue juice.
Colin gasped in pleasure. "…Tory? This stuff…it's kinda sticky. Is it really lube? Does lube have an expiration date or something?"
Tory chuckled. "You finally guessed; I was waiting. Open your eyes." Colin did so, and Tory held the tube up for him.
"Super Sour Squeeze Pops Blue Raspberry?" He glanced at Tory. "That's one of my favorite candies…"
"But not lube," Tory grinned. "It's fun. And amazingly good. And as punishment for the video, I'm rimming you with it."
"Rimming?" Colin swallowed. They'd tried that a few times. It had been interesting, and very pleasurable. However, Colin had been more than a little embarrassed to admit that.
Tory's grin widened into a horny smirk. "And I'm teaching you, too."
"What?!" Colin gasped.
Tory just lifted Colin's hips, smacking his ass with one hand. "Turn over, babe. Let me take you to heaven and back. You know you want it."
Colin whimpered as his pucker was massaged. He blushed. "I…no—" Tory smacked him again and he yelped. "Fine!" He slowly got onto his hands and knees, presenting his ass for Tory's pleasure, who wasted no time, squeezing a large puddle onto the small of Colin's back and encouraging it down with his tongue.
He dabbled with Colin's entrance, running his tongue deeper into the crack with each upwards and downwards stroke before parting the perfect globes with his hands. He stared worshipfully at the quivering pucker, enjoying Colin's shudders as he blew warm air on it, before bending to urge more sticky sour-sweet goo down to cover it. Then he teased the hole with his tongue, drawing sweet moans out of his boyfriend.
Colin moaned louder and unsuccessfully struggled not to press his hips back against Tory's mouth. Tory grinned as the poor boy's body betrayed him, and licked from the base of the testicles across the perineum all the way up to the diminishing sticky puddle in the dip of Colin's back. Colin dropped his face into the sheets and groaned loudly in pleasure, then shrieked when Tory thrust his tongue past the tight ring of muscle. His thighs trembled and he panted for breath. Tory pressed a finger in with his tongue in order to stretch the boy a little, then a second one.
By this time Colin was crying and writhing in pleasure, embarrassed beyond words. Tory grinned in sweet retribution. Now for the clincher. "Colin, look at you, you're crying like a baby," he whispered condescendingly. "Maybe I should warm your bottle for you." His grin stretched evilly.
Colin glanced back over his shoulder, hiccupping. "What? What do you—" He was cut off at the look on Tory's face. "No—"
"I love you, sweetie," Tory cut in, thrusting the uncapped, rounded end of the open tube of candy into Colin's ass. Colin screamed, never going to admit that it felt good. It was hard and round and slightly squishy, and as Tory thrust it mercilessly in and out of him he felt the warming goo ooze out of the open end into his ass. He squeezed his walls around it, and the sticky pull as Tory moved it inside of him had him crying and gasping in a silent beg for more. He wouldn't—couldn't—say the words.
Tory obliged, laying down underneath Colin's hips to suck on the boy's testicles and use his free hand to massage the dripping, sticky cock, at the same time thrusting the tube twice as hard and fast. Colin gasped and arched his back, thrusting his hips down into Tory's mouth as he came a second time, screaming at the top of his lungs. Tory caught it in his hand and licked it off, and then moved up as Colin collapsed into the bed. Tory rolled him over and cradled him close, pulling him into his lap and supporting his torso and head with his left arm.
"Here, babe," he cooed, leaning down for a chaste kiss to Colin's cheek, "here's your bottle. It's warmed to body temperature, just perfect. Drink up." He pressed the opening past Colin's parted, panting lips, and the boy whimpered, suckling on it, half dazed from orgasming.
When coherent thought restored itself to Colin's brain, he started sucking a little harder. 'Embarrassing as this is, if I drink it all up he won't have any left to "teach" me with.'
Tory just chuckled and cooed over Colin's weak enthusiasm. "That's right, good boy," he crooned teasingly, pressing more kisses to Colin's forehead and cheeks. "That's right."
When Colin was done he released it with a wet pop, and the empty tube made gurgling sounds as it slurped in air through the sticky residue. Colin smiled, until Tory picked up the other brand new tube off of the desk. "Your turn," he said sweetly. "I've always wanted you to rim me."
Colin groaned, burying his face into Tory's neck with a little whimpering sigh.
"Here, Colin, we'll start easy," Tory murmured kindly, standing up to strip naked. "You do it just like I did. Lick it off my body. You really like the candy, right? It can't be all bad. You'll learn to like rimming. You'll see."
Colin sighed, but did as he was told, opening the seal on the tube as Tory lay back on the bed.
Crawling on top of Tory, he sat on his stomach, pinching the redhead's mouth open by squeezing the jaw firmly. Then he carefully squeezed some of the blue goo inside, leaning down for a sloppy, sour and sweet French kiss. Tory moaned and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist, massaging Colin's lower back and buttocks.
Breaking the kiss, Colin kissed at Tory's jaw a moment, before pulling away and spreading some of the candy down Tory's whole torso, moving himself back onto Tory's lap to make room. Making Tory hold the tube, he skooched down so that he could lie on Tory's legs and lap, sliding his hands up and down the sticky streams of candy on Tory's chest before following with his tongue. Slowly and deliberately he cleaned every inch off, leaving behind only saliva and a sticky residue.
He moved his coated palms downward and massaged Tory's dick with them, reveling in the way the sticky suction made Tory pant and gasp. Smiling, he bent his head and licked frivolously at the swollen shaft, torturing his boyfriend by not taking him into his mouth. Once he judged Tory good and punished for what he was making Colin do, the raven kissed the tip and sucked on the head. He was rewarded with a shuddering moan.
"Colin…" Tory gasped. "Please…"
Colin smirked, but complied, taking mercy and sucking more of Tory's swollen cock into his mouth. He bobbed his head, slurping and licking and enjoying the way the sour candy mixed with Tory's precum. He held this up for as long as he could, but finally Tory came, moaning his name in pleasurable relief, and he couldn't stall any longer. He let out a whimper, not happy to anticipate what Tory was making him do next.
"Come on, Colin, it's not bad at all," Tory encouraged, pressing Colin off of his legs so that he could turn around and lie on his stomach.
"Ugh," Colin sighed, and squeezed some candy onto Tory's shoulder blades, bending to lick at it. Tory sighed as well.
"I know you're just trying to use it up. If you do, you'll have to do it without it," he threatened. "I'm not fucking you until you've done it."
Colin hissed angrily and spanked him hard. Tory jerked in shock, looking back over his shoulder at his blushing, angry boyfriend.
"Colin, I don't see what the big deal is. You're the one who comes up with all the kinky things that you want us to do, so why can't we try the one I like? I know that if you just got past this little unfounded aversion of yours, you'd really enjoy it." Tory grumbled.
"Tory…God. It's just so weird and gross. I mean, licking someone else's asshole. It's just not natural."
"If that's your argument, then it's like saying it's not natural for gay people to have sex, because things shouldn't go in your ass. On that note, it's not natural to be gay either, is it? Because we don't have "compatible parts" to make babies. Are our feelings fake, Colin? Are we unnatural?" Tory seethed, sitting up.
"Wha—NO! I love you, Tory! Just…it's different."
"How."
"I don't know, it just is." Colin looked small, sitting hugging his knees to his chest and his eyes downcast, ashamed.
Tory sighed, melting. He was such an asshole. "Sorry, I just blew up. I didn't mean to overreact. It's fine. I'm not going to force you." They sat there in silence for a few minutes. "Do you want me to do anything else, or did I kill the mood completely?" He asked hesitantly.
Colin looked up at him, about to cry. "I DO love you," he whispered for emphasis, and crawled into Tory's lap for a fierce hug, burying his face into his boyfriend's neck.
"I know. I love you too," Tory responded soothingly, holding Colin close. After a minute he added, "I'm sure you want to take a bath after that candy. C'mon, I'll—"
"No!" Colin interrupted. "I haven't licked you yet."
"You don't have to, Colin," Tory smiled reassuringly. "It's fine. I was being forceful, and that's not right. It's okay."
"But I want to," Colin said in a small voice. "I want to make you happy."
"It's fine, Colin," Tory sighed, but Colin punched him weakly in the chest.
"I WANT to, God, Tory. Let me do it already!" He hissed. "Turn around."
Tory knew he wasn't going to win this argument, so he just sighed with a smile and acquiesced. "Fine. If you really want to, I'm not gonna turn down a rimming," he grinned, getting on hands and knees and then dropping his chest to the bed, his ass in Colin's plain view.
Colin looked at Tory's rear consideringly, and spread the cheeks farther apart to look at the soft pink pucker inside. Okay. So it wasn't as if he was really against Tory's ass, seeing it or fucking it, and it wasn't like it wasn't completely clean. He liked Tory's ass. This really shouldn't be a problem. Tory was right, he just needed to get over his aversion, because it really wasn't justified. And even if he wouldn't admit it, it did feel really good, and he wanted to let Tory feel that too.
He took a deep breath. Best way to get over it is to jump in feet first, right? He picked up the tube of sour candy, about a quarter full, and pressed the end of the tube into Tory's ass. Tory jumped a little and looked back, but didn't say anything as he squeezed a generous amount of candy into the opening of Tory's ass.
"Okay." He said, taking another breath. "Push it out."
Tory grinned, only too happy to comply. He squeezed his ass out, letting the candy ooze from his hole to drip down his crack and perineum, hitting the base of his testicles. Colin swallowed and closed his eyes, leaning down. He started at the easy part, things he'd tasted before, licking and sucking at the testicles and perineum. He enjoyed Tory's shudder, watching his boyfriend start to get hard again.
He moved up a little, tonguing the base of Tory's crack, and then steeled himself and just did it. And…found that there was absolutely nothing wrong with it. It was like licking any other part of Tory, and he opened his eyes, watching his tongue cross-eyed as it ran over the grooves of Tory's pucker. More importantly, he loved the way Tory was shivering and moaning his name. This part was really sensitive on Tory, too.
Colin grinned and buried his face in Tory's ass, nipping the pucker lightly to make Tory jump, enjoying the way it twitched. Then he slipped his tongue inside.
…Oh God.
It was liquid heat, wrapped slickly around his tongue. It was tight and hot and twitching and tasted like hot, sweet, sour raspberry candy and did he mention that it was hot? Because it was hot. In all senses of the word. In case that wasn't clear. Really hot. And suddenly he couldn't get enough.
He thrust his tongue in as deeply as he could, licking at Tory's inner walls, and pulled back to breathe. "Oh God." He leaned in again, massaging the pucker with his tongue, caressing Tory's ass cheeks with his hands and breathing heavily against the wet opening, making Tory shudder even more. The boy couldn't even form words anymore, just groaning and panting and pressing back against his mouth in a desperate plea for more.
Who was he to deny that? He delved his tongue in again, tasting paradise. Fuck, he loved that candy. And he didn't even need the candy, it was good without it. It had worn off by now, and he still craved more. He continued licking and sucking until he heard Tory breathlessly saying, "stop, stop, oh fuck, stop…"
He pulled back. "What? I thought I was doing it right."
"Oh God," Tory panted, gasping in air. "Yes. Yes, it was amazing. I don't wanna cum like this, I want to make love to you."
Colin grinned, arching an eyebrow. "You wanna make love? I thought we were being kinky tonight."
Tory smiled at him. "We're done with the kinky part. Lay here a while, I'm going to go start us a bath. We've never made love in a bathtub before, so since we need to wash the sticky off anyway, I thought it would be nice."
"Okay," Colin agreed, laying back. "Hurry."
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…wow, oops, little bit o' angst in there. Been a while since I've had that. Sorry, I'm just a sucker for mild angst with a happy resolution. Sorry to interrupt your dose of smut with it like that.
Julia, I KNOW what you're gonna say. xD
Next chapter: Tory pulls out the works from Bed, Bath, and Beyond. Perfect for the hopeless people like me who crave romance and fluff, but at the same time can't live or breathe without smut ;P