Time for more gay stuff woo
-HTTYD-
"Hey Toothless!"
"Morning."
It was too early to remember names. Toothless had had to get up stupidly early because he was an idiot, and had gone to bed without finishing preparing for the workshop. So he got up early and filled his bag with condoms, a ridiculous amount of sample lube tubes, leaflets and a few Bad Dragon sex toys. Nothing too scary; he was hoping to see Hiccup and didn't want to traumatise the cute guy.
He set up his table, called his store to check there were no phallus-related emergencies, then sat and drank his coffee while waiting for the official opening time so visitors would begin to appear. He did sidle along to the table of snacks, snaffled a few chocolate willies and scampered back to his table before Big-Boobied Bertha copped him. She was strict about the snacks... even if she ate a fair few herself.
Toothless' workshop was done three times through the day, and people could come chat to him in between. Mostly people came to ask about the dragon dildos, but some wanted actual advice on condoms and lubricant. There were questions he got almost every single time.
"Is it true spunk contains loads of calories?"
"Is spit a good lube?"
"Why should we use condoms if we can't get pregnant?"
He tried not to get irate, but as Toothless also volunteered at sexual health clinics, he had seen too many results of the 'no-condom' mentality.
"Because condoms prevent more than pregnancy, and you cannot be certain if someone has a communicable disease by appearance."
The young man - nineteen or twenty at best, frowned but took a few from the bowl of condoms Toothless offered him. He had probably had lots of teenage experiences with girls and used the latex to prevent pregnancies, but sex ed in schools so rarely covered homosexuality. But then, that was why these sort of LGBT workshops ran.
There were transgender-specific leaflets now too, which made Toothless very happy that the information was now out there. He had educated himself on such things so he could offer such advice to trans men, but also because ignorance was no excuse.
Just as Toothless was about to start his third workshop, someone shy and nervous slid into the big function room. He tried not to be obvious about eyeing the hot guy, who seemed to be looking for him. When emerald-green eyes Toothless would happily get lost in landed on his stall, they looked soothed to see a familiar face.
"Are you starting?"
Someone asked as Toothless fell silent, trying to beckon Hiccup over without being too obvious.
"I think someone's coming over, I'd rather not have to start again."
Hiccup approached rather meekly, but smiled tightly and obviously joined in the waiting to start. Going through his usual talk on relaxation and the prostate and why nobody should learn from porn, Toothless went into details on condoms and lubricant, offered them sample tastes of the flavoured lube and passed on the ultimate pearl of wisdom.
"There is no such thing as too much lube. But make sure it's condom safe, and don't use flavoured lube for penetration."
"Why?"
"They are designed for your mouth, not your insides. But you've kicked us off, so... any questions?"
"How do you know which one of you should be the girl?"
Trying not to roll his eyes, Toothless ran a hand through his hair. He heard that question far too many times, and had heard so many men speak shame of wanting to bottom and it hurt him.
"Nobody is 'the girl' because you're both men. That idea comes from the expectation of emulating heterosexuality, but no. You're both men. As to your question about who penetrates and who receives, that is not as set in stone as you think. Some guys only like one or the other, but the majority of men I know who have sex with other men are happy to switch."
Everyone went quiet for a minute, then another piped up.
"Why are gay men at higher risk of HIV?"
"Because gay men engage in anal penetration more often. The thinner tissue allows for easier transmission, but that's why a condom and good lubricant are your best friends. Both hugely reduce the risk of transmission. But a heterosexual couple engaging in anal sex are performing the same high-risk activity... they just don't tend to do that as often."
Hiccup was the next one, and Toothless felt bad for the poor guy as he spoke up shyly.
"Does it hurt?"
Everyone else who had clearly never bottomed looked to Toothless, who had done so many times and enjoyed it immensely.
"It shouldn't. There's this idea that the receiver just sort of bears discomfort and waits his turn to top, but that isn't the right way. Some people tolerate penetration better, some people enjoy it more but if you're in actual pain, you are probably doing something not quite right."
Toothless handed out condoms and lube and talked about the various sex toys on his table, and most people filtered away until he was left only with Hiccup.
"I'm glad you came by."
"I almost didn't."
He couldn't help giving Hiccup the once over, admiring the way slim jeans hugged lean hips and thighs, a slightly over-long jumper almost hiding his butt. Which, Toothless decided, ought to be illegal. Because he had an amazing butt.
"Well, I'm even more glad you did. Edible penis?"
Hiccups eyes widened as he looked down, took the little wrapped chocolate and obviously debated how best to eat it. All in one was his choice, which Toothless had to fight not to point out he'd not manage to do the first time he tried. There was a spark in his groin at the thought of Hiccup trying.
"I don't really know what else goes on here."
"Well there's HIV awareness over there, with lists of nearby sexual health clinics. Advice for lesbians, which you don't really need. Advice for transgender folk and sex by them. A couple of other people who run sex shops, vendors selling stuff and so on. If you do the rounds you'll probably get a glow in the dark sperm and more condoms than most men use in a month."
Hiccup chuckled, shook his head.
"I only really came to see you. Cus you said you were teaching stuff! Sorry, that sounded creepy."
Smiling reassuringly, Toothless began lining his condom squares up in alternating colours to resemble a rainbow. He would have quite liked Hiccup just coming to see him regardless.
"I don't think it did. What are you doing after this?"
"Avoiding Astrid before she asks what I learnt. Why?"
Hoping he didn't appear overeager, Toothless tried to play it cool.
"Want to go for a drink? Nothing implied, just... a beer and a chat."
It took at least a minute for Hiccup to nod slowly, smile shyly. He really was gorgeous. Toothless couldn't believe his luck, then scolded himself for getting ahead of himself. They were going for a beer, not a date down at the Bizarre Bazaar.
Hiccup hung around until it was over, though he hardly seemed to know where to look when Toothless was packing up his sex toys and the few leftover condoms - he always got a lot handed out, which was good.
"I just gotta drop these in my car, then we can head off."
"Ok."
When they reached his car, Hiccup eyed the sleek design, shiny black outside with green leather interior. For a second, Toothless contemplated how lovely Hiccup would look stretched out, breathless and quivering on the back seat. It would bring out his eyes wonderfully.
"Where are we going?"
"Depends."
Hiccup raised an eyebrow, confused.
"Depends on what?"
"If you're comfortable going to a gay-friendly establishment."
"Uh..." Hiccup wavered "ok. It's not gonna be loud and crazy right?"
"Not at all. Just a quiet place that you're not worried about someone overhearing and starting a fight."
"That happens?"
"Sadly. Shall we?"
Hiccup nodded, followed Toothless along a few streets in quiet but not uncomfortable silence, coming to a stop outside the Torch pub. Old school, it was just a place gay folk were allowed to exist in safety and peace. Everyone seemed to assume gay bars were seedy sex dungeons... Toothless hadn't found one yet. Of course, he had his own sex dungeon already so it wasn't like he had to go looking.
Maybe he wouldn't mention that to Hiccup just yet.
"So, can I buy you a drink?"
Sequestered in a quiet corner with two drinks, he watched Hiccup drink a few sips of his beer before initiating conversation.
"What do you do?"
"I'm an engineer. Mostly design work, sometimes building the actual engines."
"I guess that means you're good with your hands?"
Hiccup's eyes widened, cheeks turning pink.
"I uh... I don't know. I guess?"
"Sorry, I spend all day with sex toys and people who sell them. Those sorts of jokes come with the workplace."
"I mostly work alone. Night shift."
"Night owl?"
Hiccup nodded, taking a long swallow from his bottle and Toothless tried not to stare at the way his pouty lower lip curved around the mouth of the beer.
"Yeah, I was never really social. Astrid didn't give me much choice in the matter about being her friend, and I hang out with people from work sometimes but that's about it."
No wonder he was shy and terrified at the prospect of a whole new world of dating. Toothless watched him fiddle with the label of the bottle, then look back at him.
"What about you?"
"Well I run the store, which takes up a fair bit of time. But I volunteer with the workshops, sexual health services, gay rights stuff... I spend a lot of time around people."
"Do you date?"
"Yeah. I mean, when most guys find out what I do they usually run for the hills, but I do ok."
"They mind?"
Toothless nodded.
"Maybe they think all l care about is sex. Maybe they feel threatened that toys can do it better... or maybe they'll think I'm into weird fetishes."
He didn't think any of his sexual practices were especially weird, though he did have a personal collection of sex toys...
"Well you do sell some weird stuff."
There was a hint of a smirk on Hiccup's lips now. Was he coming out of his shell?
"I could list a couple dozen types of toys I don't sell. If you ignore the Bad Dragon stuff, the rest is what you'll find in any adult store."
"Guess so. And I do like the decor."
"You like dragons?"
Hiccup nodded. Pulled out his phone, showed him his art profile full of dozens of images, drawings and paintings and digital sketches.
"Wow, these are really good! I should have hired you to decorate."
"Thanks."
They chatted amicably, Hiccup increasingly animated once they discovered something in common other than sexuality. He got the second round of drinks in, though Toothless stuck to soft drinks after. And took the chance to eye Hiccups cute butt.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
Hiccup looked to be steeling himself, stared at the table for a minute.
"Astrid said... you were checking me out."
"I was. What's your question?"
Hiccup was shy enough for both of them; if he wanted to know Toothless was interested, then he wasn't going to make it difficult to access that information.
"Uh... that was supposed to come out a question."
"Ok. Why did you ask?"
Looking away awkwardly and biting his lip, Hiccup shrugged.
"Well, I sorta checked you out too and..."
He trailed off but Toothless happily supplemented.
"Wanted to know it was mutual?"
Autumn hair shook with the nodding motion.
"I have no experience with guys so I don't really know how this is meant to go. I figured direct approach would at least save me worrying over mixed signals."
Glancing the clock, Toothless realised they had whiled away a fair bit of time. Reaching across the table, he placed a hand over Hiccup's. The contrast was stark, but it didn't seem to be bothering either guy.
"I like direct. However, I need to go close up the store so I shall have to cut this wonderful afternoon short."
Hiccup swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.
"What about after?"
Toothless was slightly worried that Hiccup was scared and simply pushing himself toward the first non-threatening gay man he met, but couldn't deny he liked the man and wouldn't mind getting to know him... better. Of course, he might simply mean dinner or drinks.
"What did you have in mind?"
That was the limit of what Hiccup was willing to say in public, it seemed, but his flushed cheeks and wanting gaze were good clues.
"Can we walk and talk? I gotta get back to my car."
Somewhere between the drive to the store and kicking the last of his staff out for the night, Hiccup seemed to have made some decisions, and once Toothless confirmed they were alone, he found himself being quite obviously checked out. Reckoning Hiccup wasn't sure how to make the first move, he beckoned the other man closer and watched green eyes flick down to his lips then back up to his face.
"If you're uncomfortable, don't be afraid to tell me, ok?"
Hiccup nodded, biting his lip again and Toothless groaned inwardly at the unsuspecting but appealing action. Hoping he wasn't about to scare him away, Toothless leant in. Hiccup met him half way, a little clumsy with nerves but this was clearly not his first kiss. Gods, he hoped not anyway - if this was inexperienced, Toothless wasn't sure how he would handle experienced.
"Wait, wait."
Hiccup pouted, pupils dilated and pulse rapid against the side of his neck.
"What?"
"Store room."
"What for?"
Toothless pointed behind him toward the counter.
"No security cameras in there."
That was all the convincing Hiccup needed, following to the back room and this time taking the plunge himself, kissing Toothless first. He gained confidence quickly judging by the way he pressed closer, a growing erection digging into Toothless' hip before they separated again.
"I have to ask you something."
Breathing hard inches from his face, Hiccup already looked flustered and aroused. It was a pleasant sight.
"What?"
"Are you a virgin?"
"What? No! Why would you ask that?"
Toothless could see he had touched a nerve; possibly hitting on insecurities.
"You said you only came out recently. It's not uncommon for guys who battle with their sexuality as teenagers to reach nineteen or twenty without trying to pretend they are straight. It's nothing about what you're doing, trust me."
"Then why ask?"
"Because a virgin tends to get overwhelmed quickly. I just wanted to know."
Hiccup considered that for a minute, then seemed to accept his words and continued kissing Toothless bloody senseless. Always the quiet ones who flourished quickly, arousal quickly overriding shyness and only fear for injury made Toothless stop Hiccup from tugging at his belt buckle.
"Easy now."
"What's wrong?"
Hiccup had to be able to feel Toothless was hard, so he was obviously confused.
"You have to be gentle with me, I'm pierced."
"You're... you have your cock pierced?"
Nodding, Toothless figured seeing was believing and reached to free his erection so Hiccup could observe the piercing. He was wearing a barbell rather than a ring, so all that really showed were the metal balls below his glans and at his tip.
"Doesn't that hurt?"
"Smarted a bit getting it done, but I got it a couple of years ago now. All healed."
Hiccup nodded, still looking a little wary of it but it hadn't sent him running.
"I uh... I don't really know what I'm doing."
Toothless reached for Hiccup's hand, wrapped it around him and practically sighed in relief at being touched at last.
"Just do what you think would feel good, and don't do anything you aren't comfortable with."
Nodding, Hiccup started moving his hand up and down, jerky and uncertain at first but quickly gaining momentum and confidence when Toothless responded, groaning and rolling his hips to thrust up against the tantalising grip. Hiccup's long fingers encircled him completely, testing different speeds and grips until he found what made Toothless respond most.
"Hey, can I?"
He gestured to where Hiccup's jeans were strained, the outline of his erection visible through the fabric and Hiccup nodded, sighed in relief when his zipper came down. Toothless couldn't help looking, his own cock twitching at the sight of Hiccup's swollen, reddened cock sliding between his fingers. Hiccup had been gently teasing him all afternoon with his pretty eyes and pretty mouth, and now with messy kisses and eager strokes, Toothless was near-mindless and struggling to comprehend how anyone could arouse him so with a simple handjob.
Reluctantly letting go of Hiccup's cock, Toothless turned them and pushed Hiccup against the wall he himself had leant against only seconds ago, dislodging the very nice hand from his own shaft and Hiccup made a sound of protest. That sound quickly died when Toothless knelt down, let hot breath tease the tip of his cock. Hiccup whimpered, a bead of precum begging to be tasted and Toothless allowed himself the pleasure, tongue snaking out to swipe across the swollen head.
"Oh gods..."
When he glanced up, Hiccup's head had fallen back and his hips undulated sporadically, trying not to thrust but wanting more than the tease he had so far. Using one hand to stroke the base, Toothless used his free hand to stroke himself before licking his lips so they were damp and slid over Hiccup's glans with ease. From the start Hiccup was headily responsive, gasping and whining as he felt suction, felt eager tongue and moving lips.
A tentative hand came to bury itself in Toothless' short curls, for steadiness rather than to tug or push and the soft caress sent tingles down his spine. Hiccup's moans and taste and smell were all heady aphrodisiacs, fuelling the fire until he spilled over his own hand, having to stop what he was doing for a few seconds as he became breathless, trembled and swore.
"D-don't worry, not done."
Hiccup didn't answer, but when Toothless resumed sucking at his needy erection he resumed responding beautifully. Pale thighs trembled under his hands, but the strength of corded muscle was detectable when Toothless braced himself on them, felt Hiccup flex and thrust and swell as he approached climax.
"I-I'm gonna- fuck, I'm gonna come!"
Oh, he did love the vocal ones. Grateful for the warning, Toothless pulled back so he wouldn't choke, but didn't let up the suction until Hiccup came with a low whine, filled his mouth with thick spurts that were eagerly swallowed down. He was normally more wary of safe sex, but, well, Hiccup had distracted him. And he already knew Hiccup hadn't been promiscuous recently, judging by how badly he had obviously needed that.
"Wow. That was amazing."
Toothless stood, wiping saliva from his lips and winking.
"Thank you. Or you're welcome. Both work. Stay still a sec "
Hiccup frowned in confusion as Toothless moved, carefully tucking himself away so he didn't catch his prince albert on his fly. Grabbing a cleaning rag, Toothless wiped his hand and then the floor where he'd spilled earlier.
"Now you can move. Just didn't want you stepping in anything."
Softened and pliant in more ways than one, Hiccup righted his bottoms and stood silent for a minute, then looked over at Toothless.
"So... what happens now?"
"Well, my plan was to offer to drive you home, then to ask if I could see you again some time soon. How does that fly with you?"
Hiccup pondered, then nodded.
"Flies fine with me."
-HTTYD-
This chapter felt awkward. The rest will have higher smut ratios so hopefully I'll find that easier.