Finch felt like a animal trapped in a corner,but this was his home, his bed, how could he be letting John so willingly do this to him? Maybe he liked Johns dominance over him, he thought he did, he then realised how to work this.
He turned to John "I know what to do"
John looked up from his coffee "sorry what?"
"I said I know what to do"
"about?"
"about my problem. I love your dominance and masculinity. I need you to dominate me"
"you make it sound so simple and easy"
"what do you mean?" Finch was confused,
it all bled from Johns pores and soul it would be easy for him to do it
"I'm not naturally dominant with men"
"oh"
"yes so this may not work" John said and looked back down at his coffee.
They sat quiet for a few minutes, then Finch couldn't sit there any more, he wanted to touch John and it felt right he put his cup down on the bed side and moved across towards John and took his cup placing it next to his. The he turned back, he was ready and he stroked John's cheek, John looked at him and finch carried on moving his hand slowly down to John's neck then started to pull him into him. Their lips were so close and Finch could feel John's breath on his lips, it tingled. Then he closed the distance and gently placed his lips on John's, he pulled back, smiled and went on again. John responded and kissed him back, the fire lit in his gut and Finch needed John, but needed him in a different way. He run his hand down to John's chest and gently slid his hand down then back up, but it felt wrong he pulled back
"John this is wrong"
He saw John's face drop, and he went to stand up
"stop, I don't mean all this but we've started at the wrong end" explained Finch
"wrong end?" asked John
"yes, we're already in bed undressed. We need to start at the beginning" it was so obvious and such a stupid thing.
"so you want to get up, dress then start again?"
"yes" he paused suddenly insecure
"if you will"
"I'll do whatever you feel will make it easier"
"it will please John"
John got up out of the bed and Finch followed suit.
Watching John dress Finch felt a fire starting to glow on him, he wanted to feel John, he wanted to pleasure John... then it hit him he was going about it the wrong way, John had said he wasn't dominant with men so why was he around Finch? Clearly he'd realised Finch was the dominant, and that was what he was going to do.
Finch quickly turned on his heels and flew towards John, he shoved him backwards, sending John crashing against the wall
"what the..." started John
But Finch silenced him pulling in roughly into a kiss. He pulled back then went straight on again roughly, he was in control and he was on fire. John's hands found Finch's sides and pulled him closer to him, pinning him against the wall further. Finch was gently biting John's bottom lip then slipped his tongue into John's mouth, playing with his tongue. Then he kissed down John's cheek, chin to his neck causing moans from John, this fuelled Finch further, he wanted more moans and more skin. He started undoing John's shirt but got frustrated it was taking too long so he grabbed hold and ripped it open, the buttons flew off and the shirt was open,
"umm Harold" moaned John and Finch started to kiss, suck and lick John's chest.
He pulled back and run his hands on John's muscular chest, He never realised how built John was,
"your body amazing" he whispered looking up at John
Who then grabbed the front of Finch's shirt and started to undo the button but Finch was desperate for the contact grabbed the front and tore it apart, again buttons flew. And John started to run his hands up and down his chest, the fire in Finch growing bigger, he moved back and pulled the shirt off and helped John out of his, he stopped for a moment wondering what next,
"on the bed" said Finch,
John nodded then walked to the bed and laid on his side, Finch walked over and looked down on John
"roll over a bit please" he asked John,
Now Finch had stopped his mood was wavering, but he laid down with John,on his side facing him
"your amazing Mr Finch" said John as he moved towards him and kissed his neck,
he liked the attention and it set him alight again, he wanted John and he wanted him now, even better John clearly wanted him too, his solid cock pressed against the material of his trousers, and Finch wanted to release him. He run his hand down John's chest and undid his belt, then his button and fly
"can you get them off?" asked Finch
John moved onto his back and pulled them off then threw them across the room, Finch got a good look at John's white boxers and the solid cock, the fire stirred again. He wanted to do to John what John had done so many times to him, he wanted to release his cock and wrap his mouth around it. Finch pulled John roughly into his lips again and let his other hand wander down John's back till he reached John's butt, he gave a gentle squeeze causing a moan from John, Finch repeated a little harder.
"umm Harold, that's nice" moaned John
Finch grew brave and eased his hand inside the back of John's boxers, skin to skin contact, Finch himself moaned. He moved his kissing to John's neck as he rolled his hand around to the front, he hit John's cock and froze
"Harold" whispered John
Finch was still and preparing himself, he had to do this
"umm John, your so hard for... Me" he said
He slowly slid the front of John's boxers down over his cock, he looked down and got his first glimpse of the solid organ. He wrapped his hand around it and slowly started to stroke up and down, John moaned in Finch's ear, he would of looked at John but he wanted to see what he was doing.
"Harold, can I see too?" said John in a husky voice
Finch looked up and moved back a little
"umm that's so hot" he said
Finch grabbed John at the neck and pulled him into his lips again, he was growing more confident and wanted John's cock in his mouth, he'd felt it from John now it was his turn to give the pleasure
He pulled back, and sat up, John hand instantly was on his back
"I'm fine, I just want these off" said finch grabbing John's boxers
"can get rid of these too?" asked John pulling at finch pants waist band
"OK" said Finch
He stood and undid them then let them drop to his feet, he stepped out then moved around to the end of the bed and pulled John's boxers off, dropping them on the floor he suddenly felt scared. He had no idea how it would taste, or feel or even if he'd be any good at it
"Harold come here" said John and Finch went to him "lie down" Finch did "now I can see your getting worried" John wrapped his arms around him "shall I give you some advice?" he offered and Finch felt a bit stupid "you can go alone but I know how your feeling
"w-whats the advice?" Finch asked
"move on top of me and take your time, kiss down slowly and progress as it feels right"
Finch nodded, John had done this many times with him,
"kiss me" demanded Finch, he needed his dominance back John pulled him in and they kissed, but it was different there was more feeling and more need.
Finch grew brave and slowly, not breaking the kiss ,moved between Johns legs, he moved and kissed John's neck, shoulder and made slow progress down his chest. The muscles reacted with each kiss and slight nibble,one of John's hands was in his hair, massaging his scalp the other Finch couldn't find or feel, he moved up and found it gripping the bed sheets with white knuckles
"do I cause that in you?" asked Finch but as soon as he said it he felt stupid
"yes. You and only you cause me such pleasure it would seem"
"say my name" asked Finch, he wanted to hear it as he carried on further down
"Harold" he said softly
Finch carried on, Johns cock so close but he wasn't ready to taste him just yet. He kissed down and around to John's hips,
"umm" moaned John
Finch knew to remember that doing that caused a moan, he did it again
"Harold" moaned John
Finch liked this and was growing confident again, he run his left hand along John's thigh, also causing moans, with the other he grabbed John's solid cock, it was much harder now and Finch was as ready as he would ever be. He licked the head gently and waited for a reaction, he got one, John moaned again, so he repeated it again and slowly started to lick down the solid shaft
"fuck, Harold.. Ummm" moaned John
Finch liked this and he licked back up, he was ready and he slowly took the whole head in his mouth and sucked it. The smells of John attacked his nose and mouth making his head spin, he was suddenly a animal, his instincts hit him and he took the whole shaft into his mouth, he was amazed he didn't gag.
"uh my god... Harold yes... Yes... Uhh" moaned John
Finch started slowly bobbing up and down, swirling his tongue around as he went, more cries came from John growing louder, Finch pulled off and adjusted his weight also so he could watch John,he turned back and a pool pc pre cum awaited him, he froze a second
"umm John.." he moaned "just for me" he said and licked it off, he wasn't sure of the taste but it was Johns and he wanted more of it "warn me before you orgasm" he asked, he wanted to be ready for it so he was ready to swallow it.
Finch was comfortable and he took the whole shaft again
"umm... Yeah..." moaned John again
Now Finch had moved he could watch it all happen across John's face. He carried on but sped up the pace, Johns moans turning almost to a squeal
"Harold... Fuck Harold" cried John
Finch stopped and looked up
"I'm so close" that was it Finch was ready "you cam finish me by hand"
But Finch didn't move off John he sucked harder and quickened the pace
"uhh.. Harold... Umm.. Yeah... Suck it hard... Umm..yes like that"
Finch was on fire and he was ready for his first,
"Harold... Umm.. Uhh.. Shit... Uhh god.. Uhhh" cried out John
Harold felt his seed spilling into his mouth, he sucked as it came and swallowed it down. He saw John slump back on the pillow and Finch pulled off, but he wasn't done, he licked off the rest of the cum leaking from John cock and cleaned him up. He had grown to like the taste and wanted more but knew John was spent, for now.
"come here" moaned John and Finch crawled up his body "kiss me" John asked, Finch found this funny as John would taste himself, he'd run this idea by John later, but he kissed him, "Harold?" came Johns stern voice
"what?"
"you didn't orgasm"
"no I didn't" he was surprised and grew a little worried about it, was it normal? Was he just weird?
"its quite normal, you focus on your partners pleasure and forget your own" smiled John
Finch sighed, glad it was normal
"can I finish you?" asked John looking unsure
"please" replied Finch unsure how John planned to do it
"roll over then" said John "gently" he smiled
Finch did as asked and laid on his back, John moved and slowly pulled his boxers down, Finch still felt the effects of pleasuring John and didn't care how he was relieved.
John crawled on top of Finch and he knew what John was going to do, oral. John kissed Finch on the lips, then his chin, neck, chest, running his hand down over his nipples which caused him to moan.
"umm John"
John carried on his slow decent, then Finch realised John was doing as he had done because he was nervous, was John still unsure? He then felt John's tongue on his solid cock
"uhh John.. Umm" he moaned
Then he was swallowed up in his wet hot mouth, he knew he wouldn't last long, he just hoped John wouldn't be disappointed. John was sucking hard and Finch was in ecstasy, he given pleasure and now receiving meant so much more
"umm... Yeah John... Like that... Yes.. Umm"
Finch moaned and John sucked harder, it was drawing Finch to his end
"John.. I'm close... Umm.."
That was it John went full go on his cock
"yes... Yes... Oh... Uh... John... Uhhhh"
He practically screamed as he came into John's warm, ready mouth.
Finch slumped back in a pure state of ecstasy, he felt John cleaning him up but couldn't move, he just sighed as John kissed up his chest to his neck then stopped
"shall I get off so you can roll over?" asked John
Finch considered it "do you mind?"
"no, I want you to be comfortable"
Finch smiled, as John rolled off and onto the bed on his side, Finch looked at John and wanted contact with him
"can we..." he stopped as he felt so stupid to ask for what he wanted
"can we what Harold?" asked John now stroking his cheek
"snuggle for bit" he looked away awaiting the rejection.
John was a man why would he want to snuggle up? Shower and leave was what John probably wanted
"I'd love to snuggle with you" came from John
stunned Finch smiled a little
"really?"
"yes really. But let's move the covers over us first"
Finch nodded.
They stood and John pulled the covers back then they both got in. John put one arm by Finch's head the other across his middle moved in closer, Finch moved in and put his arms between then resting on their chests then he snuggled in. He could hear John's heart beating and he felt safe, he felt good and right, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.