Edited and polished in October 2006. Contains slash (boy hearts, seduces, has kinky food sex and loves boy). Mid sex scene, be warned.
Justin blinked and looked around. Somewhere in their rushes of motion the M&M had slipped off. Justin replaced it and sighed, rubbing Darry's thighs.
"Justin-"
"I know babe." Justin said, smiling. Darry was beyond gone and needy. He would beg if Justin asked. Justin wasn't that kind of torture artist.
Justin brought his mouth around Darry's head, breathing on it as his mouth surrounded it. No touch or contact of skin. Darry moaned and arched into Justin, disturbing the M&M. Justin took Darry's head into his mouth and swished his tongue around it. The M&M slid down his length as Justin took his mouth away, swallowing pre cum and noting Darry shaking in need.
"Leave it." Darry said, gasping.
"Come on babe, have a little fun."
"This is more fun than I can handle."
Darry's hands gripped his hair again, fingers massaging his scalp and drawing a groan from Justin. Darry's fingers trailed lower and a finger tickled Justin's neck. Justin trembled and drew a shivering breath. He flicked out his tongue, resting the entire surface of it on Darry's head. He ran his tongue down Darry's length to the soft patch of hair at the base and his tongue slid out further, snatching the M&M and leaving a patch of moisture. He used the tip of his tongue to rub the M&M back up along Darry's length. A red streak from the M&M made Justin groan. He slid his mouth over Darry's head again and stayed, his tongue doing a strange dance across the tip. Darry's soft chant of Justin's name validated Justin's efforts. His tenacious grip, his fingers curling into Justin's scalp were even more validating.
"Justin, more, please." Darry was begging without Justin even asking. Justin took his mouth from Darry.
"I know Darrel."
Justin took more of Darry into his mouth, pulsing his jaw along the length. He wouldn't have to do much because Darry was already hard and it looked like the right expression would push him over the edge.
The "expression" that drove Darry past the edge was Justin deep throating him with a sudden motion and explosive heat.
Justin felt Darry arch into him and he lifted himself up, following Darry to draw a painfully gratifying climax, watching Darry grip the sheet in one hand and the side of Justin's face, his fingers curling into Justin's hair. His facial expression was ecstasy and his body reflected the lost control that caused such pleasure. Darry moaned (Justin knew who the screamer was in their relationship) and came. Justin drank Darry's seed and kept sucking, cleaning him. He swallowed and coughed. Darry was immobile at the moment, like someone had socked him in the stomach and he'd fallen on the bed.
"Jesus, where the hell did you learn that?" Darry gasped, unable to move or release his grip of Justin's hair. Justin let Darry pull him closer once he regained control of his twitching limbs and rested his cheek on Darry's chest, hearing the thundering pulse of his heart.
"I could've asked you the same thing that first night but I was too polite."
"I wasn't that good." Darry said, shuddering.
"That's debatable." Justin said, rolling his eyes and trying to ignore the heat in his stomach and groin.
"You wanna keep going kid?" Darry asked, looking Justin up and down and resting a heavy arm on Justin's back and curling it around Justin's neck at the elbow, fingers tickling Justin's neck and drawing a flush from the younger boy.
"You want me to?" Justin asked.
"Why not?" Darry asked, eyebrow arched. "It looks like you want to."
"What do you want me to do?" Justin asked, feeling the not so soft rise and fall of Darry's chest as he propped himself up.
"Whatever you want to do." Darry said. Darry was sated but that only meant he wouldn't tell Justin he wanted to be taken. Justin groaned and rolled off of Darry. He would do his best to increase Darry's appetite.
"Well you're smart enough to guess." Justin said.
Darry rolled to his stomach and rested his head on the pillow, watching Justin. Justin slid onto Darry's back and rubbed his shoulders. Justin knew Darry was tense and was pretty sure having wild sex with a smaller, more flexible boy didn't help. Darry sighed in appreciation and Justin ran the heels of his palms over his shoulder blades.
"I didn't guess I'd get a free massage. Ow, dammit. I pulled that muscle a few weeks ago." Darry said, arching up as Justin's finger dug into his shoulder.
"A few weeks ago? It was in like, September wasn't it?"
"How did you know? I didn't even know you then." Darry said, groaning as the pain lessened under his lover's hands.
"Pony told me." Justin chuckled and his hands roamed to Darry's lower back. "I never pictured you as anything remotely similar to what you are." Justin said, calming himself before he dared come near Darry.
"I didn't hear a peep about you until 'I'm bringing a friend over today'."
"Don't you mean, 'Can I bring a friend over Darry? Please? I cleaned the house. We won't bother you. He certainly won't end up on top of you'." Justin chuckled and leaned almost off of the bed, reaching into his nightstand. Darry sighed as Justin's erection brushed his back.
"Maybe. I don't mind how it all turned out." Darry said. Justin leaned back, straddling Darry's hips as he rested his head on the pillow. Darry heard a cap unscrew and chuckled.
"I'm sure." Justin gasped at the coldness of the 'personal lubrication' and got some on his fingers. "Have you done this before?"
"Only with you and well, you should be giving me advice." Darry said, glancing over his shoulder at Justin. The sight of the smaller, thinner and submissive boy on top of Darry was intense and Darry took a deep breath.
"Take very deep breaths and relax." Justin said. Darry felt him lower on his back and his gentle fingers roamed.
"I figured that much." Darry gasped as Justin's finger slipped in him. He tensed on reflex.
"Such the smart ass some times Darrel. Relax. Breath. I have slender fingers, you will live and enjoy the experience."
"Thank God you have thin fingers." Darry gasped.
"You won't be thanking God for long if you don't relax. I don't have a thin, not fingers." Justin coughed and Darry chuckled, tension draining. Another finger and Darry shivered.
"I never thought I'd talk this much when I was being fucked." Darry muttered.
"And I'm sure you never thought you'd be on the bottom either. You're kind of a sucker. The M&Ms had an ulterior motive."
"Really?" Darry snorted.
"Well, I don't like chocolate and it's more fun to be on top if you think you won it Mr. 'Do Whatever the Hell You Want in Bed'." Justin's fingers stroked slower, stretching and drawing a moan from Darry.
"Letting you do whatever you want leads to the best results. I liked the M&Ms and you." Another finger and Darry hissed, flinching. He was used to muscle pain but this was a bit different.
"Me on top? I dunno." Darry's breath was as rapid as if he'd been bench-pressing his lover. (Although the idea of Justin perched on the bar instead of the weight made Darry blink and think a moment. Justin would look good gym wear.)
"So tell me, guru of being topped, does it always hurt?" Darry asked.
"Yeah but it is well worth it. Besides, you're bigger than me and I have one hell of a time after a minute of, adjusting. And I know when to wait. I'm not going to hurt you because I really can't."
"You could but you won't." Justin eased lower, pressing his head into Darry, feeling the rising rate of Darry's breath as his chest lowered to Darry's back. Justin snaked an arm under Darry's shoulders and offered his hand, palm up. Darry entwined their fingers and kissed Justin's fingers, his breath rasping in anticipation.
"I love you." Justin breathed, shutting his eyes at the beginning of new sensations as Darry's fingers pressed into his.
"I trust you."
Justin trembled as he eased further in, having to push despite his efforts to be gentle. Darry clenched his jaw against the pain and stifled a yelp as Justin pushed in. His hands parted Darry's legs a little further and his grip on Darry's hand was reassuring. He waited a long moment after the intended cry of pain. The warmth clutching at his length was making it hard to think and wait instead of pushing in and thrusting. Justin didn't know he could have that kind of latent desire and ardency to be the aggressor in the relationship. He certainly didn't know Darry would awaken it.
"I'm fine." Darry said.
"I can wait." Justin said, his free hand gripping Darry's waist near his hipbone, waiting to pull Darry up into him. His arm muscles were flexed and tensed in anticipation.
"I can't." Darry said.
Justin continued pushing in, fingers gripping into Darry's waist and stretching up to his stomach. He rested his face on Darry's shoulder, their cheeks touching. Justin moaned into Darry's ear, arching as he impaled Darry.
"Darry-"
"I think the moan said it all." Darry said, feeling his lover's steely grip on his stomach. Justin waited for him to adjust.
"God, you have no idea." Justin said, his voice barely containing the impending moan.
"What?" Darry said, feeling Justin's cheekbone as he rubbed his face along Darry's, keeping his waist still.
"You're, amazing."
"I'm not even doing anything." Darry chuckled and Justin moaned again. "Now my laughter is sexy?"
"God yes. Everything is sexy when I'm in you, you damn tight assed tease." Justin said, chuckling and shutting his eyes for a moment, making himself take slow breaths rather than panting like a dog in heat.
"When did being tight assed become a turn on? Didn't you hate the protectiveness associated with my tight assed-ness?"
"When I figured out that you were protecting me because you wanted me to be yours." Justin said, nuzzling Darry's neck and begging for this waiting period to pass before his seed did.
"I'm ready." Darry said.
"Thank God." Justin moaned. "I'll start as slow as I can."
"I think that would kill you." Justin sucked on Darry's neck, leaving a trail to his earlobe.
"I'll be good."
Justin brought his hips down against Darry, pressing into Darry and drawing a gasp. It was a good gasp. Justin kept close and pressed in, searching for a louder gasp. He found it and Darry's gasp turned into a moan as he thrust his hips back into Justin. Justin held him there and moaned. A long moment passed and Justin let Darry slid from his grip and he pulled out a bit, pushing in again and trying to hold off on his impending ecstasy, despite already hitting Darry's pleasure spot with every thrust. The tightness surrounding his erection was so intense Justin wanted to pound on Darry while chanting his name in between moans until he found release and fell off Darry to remain motionless for a period of twenty four hours with an 'oh my God that was insane' sex hang over. (The tendency for sentences that were a paragraph long and made little sense afterwards was also emphasized).
Darry tightened as Justin pulled out, clamping on Justin and Justin clenched his jaw, stifling the sound of pleasure that would've amounted to about three syllables of a voice-cracking whimper. Justin's grip on Darry's hand was only the pressure of his weight now as his hand regained its grip on Darry's hips as his fingers drew lines of pressure on Darry's stomach.
Justin pushed back in, moaning as the clamping muscles slid along his length. He dipped his hips in further and Darry moaned along with him.
"You can go faster." Darry said.
"You mean, 'go faster you damned tease'?" Justin asked, barely finding the air to form sentences or words or even access the alphabet.
"Too many words. Faster." Darry arched up into Justin and Justin moaned as his chin bumped on Darry's shoulder. Darry's ear was in range now. Justin sucked on his ear and thrust into him. It was a jerky stroke since it was faster than Justin had intended but Darry moaned. Justin concluded he was moaning for his poor, molested earlobe and went faster with even strokes, his hips and back stretching and curling.
Moans overpowered the quiet apartment and Justin found strength he didn't know he held in his petite frame as his entire body worked to thrust into Darry, his hips and back arching. Darry was amazed at the sensation of his lover moving inside him, touching parts of him that he didn't know existed for pleasure's sake.
Justin's entire frame tensed and Darry knew he was almost at the edge of his stamina. He'd contained his passion to make sure Darry knew the joys associated with being on the bottom and God, he was so hard Darry wondered if Justin was really as petite as he claimed.
"Justin, God, finish it." Darry said.
"What?" Justin asked, panting above Darry. Blood was pounding in his ears and his groin and he doubted his brain was getting anything.
"Take me."
Justin's climax came a moment after Darry's, an underlying moan accompanying the clenching on his length that drove him insane. Justin was still gasping as he pulled out of Darry, trembling in pure fatigue since he'd just spent all of his energy for the next week. Darry moaned as Justin withdrew, a quiet whimper as his head slid from Darry. He collapsed to one side of Darry, only taking the motion (the falling motion) to get on his back and pant.
"Darry, I, that was, insane." Justin blinked and let the layer of sweat settle. Darry chuckled and pulled him close.
"Well, you are amazing. And you drive me fucking insane."
"Join the club."
Darry kissed Justin's forehead, tasting the salt from their efforts and smiled. He looked over the trembling, exhausted body and the content expression on his lover and he ran his hand through Justin's hair. He pulled a few strands away from Justin's forehead and traced his collarbone down to his ribs.
"I'm ticklish." Justin said, blinking his hazy eyes at Darry.
"I know." Darry said, tracing a scar on his arm to his shoulder. He kissed Justin's neck and pulled him even closer.
"I was thinking about something." Justin said, eyes still hazy as he fluttered his dark lashes and let lassitude grip him.
"Oh?" Darry said, tilting Justin's chin up with a finger and kissing his throat, letting his mouth slide over his Adams apple.
"You're beautiful." Justin said. Darry almost laughed since Justin was using his lines now but refrained, seeing the very soft sincerity in Justin's eyes.
"Justin-"
"I'm serious. All your life people called you handsome and athletic and a million other things but no one has ever called you beautiful." Justin said.
"I could say the same thing about you." Darry said, looking into Justin's eyes.
"But you don't know that I would say the same. Now you do." Justin said, bringing his hand up to rest on the side of Darry's cheek.
"I love you Justin."
"I know. I love you Darry."
"I know." Darry said, smiling.
"You are beautiful." Justin said, eyes shutting.
"I know now."
"Darry?" Justin asked.
"Yeah?" Justin's expression changed to long-suffering, a heavy layer of sexual exhaustion undermining the pity Darry would've felt otherwise.
"I really don't like M&Ms."
(la la la)
Darry sighed as the furry head shifted on his chest. Justin's side burns that Darry could barely see, tickled him as the boy slept. He ran his fingers over Justin's face as lightly as he could and noticed the shift of Justin's facial expression. Either his touch wasn't light or Justin was very perceptive. He wasn't perceptive enough to wake up. He looked exhausted and Darry had never known his grip to be so tight as his frame overlapped Darry's. His head was laid heavily on Darry's collarbone and Darry ran his hand through Justin's hair.
Darry blinked at Justin and sighed. God he was so small. He still wore bruises from his last living arrangement. Darry blinked. Was it seeing Justin hurt that made Darry look at him closer? Maybe. Maybe it was that strange look in his eyes that meant so much. He'd told Darry that he trusted him more than anyone else and anything else would be Darry wanting to get to know Justin. It had been Darry but Justin had always had the ability to love Darry. Why didn't he act on it more? Darry blinked at him again. He was used to getting hurt. He was too scared to do anything unless he knew Darry wanted a relationship. Darry chuckled. Justin would never think Darry would want a relationship and Justin would've thought Darry's reaction would be violent.
"Justin?" Darry said.
"Hmm?" Justin murmured and shut his eyes tighter.
"Can I leave you for long enough to make breakfast?" Darry kissed his forehead and he twitched.
"It's too early. You're five o clock shadow is way early." Justin said.
"Late. I thought you'd like the scruffy look."
"I wasn't complaining." Justin said. He hadn't opened his eyes yet.
"What made you love me?" Darry asked.
"You did."
"What does that mean?" Darry asked.
"You're Darry. I love you because you're Darry." Justin said. If Darry wanted more of an explanation he'd have to ask when Justin had been awake longer.
"But I don't act like this around other people."
"But you're still Darry." Justin said.
"Okay."
"Why do you love me?" Justin asked, yawning and burrowing into Darry for warmth.
"Because you're Justin." Darry said.
"That sense of humor is just killing me." Justin said.
"I liked how intense you seemed but you're so much different with me. I love that too."
"So you like that I have multiple personalities? Hmm. Interesting." Justin chuckled.
"I like surprises."
Justin's eyes shot open and he laughed out loud.
Edited and polished yay. Will add a couple of chapters at the end so it behooves you to read on.