Today's prompt was 'blow jobs' written by Pandora! In this Yuri is 23 and JJ is 27.
When Yuri was younger, the whole concept of blow jobs was kind of gross. He couldn't understand the pleasure of it, on either side. Sure, the feeling of having a pair of lips around your cock would probably be kind of nice, he figured, but then he saw a thing about how much bacteria lived in people's mouths and he was put right off the idea again. The idea of giving head was even more daunting: again, it seemed unsanitary, and what if he was terrible at it? It seemed like there had to be techniques learned and honed, and where was he supposed to put his teeth? His anxiety at the idea was not helped when he saw an alarming video online by a woman called 'Auntie Angel' about getting a grapefruit involved. The noises alone were enough to turn his face beet red. All said, Yuri simply could not see what the fun of it could be.
It's hard to remember any of that now, with his lips opened wide, JJ's fingers tangled in his hair and his tongue working furiously at the underside of JJ's erection. JJ tugs at his hair and Yuri gags a little, fingernails digging warning crescents into JJ's thighs.
"Sorry!" pants JJ, and when Yuri looks up he sees JJ's face is flushed. "God, you're amazing, you're so beaut– ah!" His litany of praises is cut off when Yuri swallows and groans, the vibrations from his throat rolling through JJ's body. "Fuck."
JJ's back arches and his head presses back into the pillow as Yuri continues leading him closer to the edge, his mouth hot and wet and perfect, and JJ can't keep the moans in.
"Ah, Yuri!" he groans, pulling at Yuri's hair again. Suddenly, Yuri's pale hand goes to JJ's wrist, squeezing so that JJ lets go. Yuri lets JJ's cock slide out of his mouth, sits up and glares at him.
"Ow, are you trying to give me male pattern baldness?"
"Sorry!" JJ holds his hands up in surrender as Yuri wipes spit from his chin.
"You've got to get less grabby," chides Yuri, but his tone is soft.
"I know, I know," says JJ, sitting up to kiss Yuri. "Here, let me make it up to you..."
He takes Yuri by the shoulders and presses him into the pillows, lips travelling down Yuri's body, and they sigh together in pleasure.