fidd pov:
"mornin cutie." stans voice rumbles as i snuggle into my fuzzy pillow. i pause and open my eyes when my pillow breathes. stan shirtless, absolutely covered in hair. i bite my lip as i snuggle into his chest further. "mm nice and cozy." i mumble and he rubs my back.
i run my fingers over his chest, playing with his surprisingly soft chest hair as he shifts his position. now sitting up my head in his lap, i look up at him a shy smile on face.
"whats with that look?" he asks as last night flashes through my mind.
"kiss me?" i plead and am rewarded with a chuckle, as he pulls me up to meet his lips. my lips part as his tongue slips in. a minute later he breaks the kiss and lets me move to sit in his lap.
"careful where you touch down there unless you want it. i dont know if i could hold back like i was able to last night." he mumbles as our lips meet again.
my face turns bright red as i feel what he means. i moan slightly into the kiss as his hands find my hips. i slide one hand down his chest as my other hand rests on his shoulder. i inch further up his lap as he breaks the kiss to look at me. "dangerously close to me stripping you fully and taking you as mine." he says his voice low and filled with need. i smirk and kiss his neck, he moans low and quiet as his eyes drift shut and his head tilts back slightly.
i nip at his neck and then kiss it again. "fuck fidd, that feels nice." he moans out and pulls my hips up and his hard length twitches as i brush against it. i gasp slightly and stan smirks.
"good to know im not alone." he says his lips brushing against mine as my sweats tighten.
he hooks his fingers in the waistband, looking me in the eyes. "can this come off?" he asks tugging at my pants, i nod and get off his lap. i go to take them off and he stops me.
"let me." he says now sitting on the edge of the bed his hands on my hips. "dont be shy, come give me a kiss." he says, i run my fingers through his hair as i kiss him. his hands squeeze my hips lightly before my pants begin to slide down.
he kisses my neck and i lean into his touch. his lips on my chest he kisses me gently. "can i touch-" he starts his breath on my chest hot. i guide his hand to the front of my boxers and his hand hovers in the air. he looks up into my eyes. "moving my hand isnt a solid yes. im going to need a yes before i touch you further. so can i touch you, can i make you mine?" he asks his expression serious. "you can say no if you dont want me to, you can say no at any point and i will stop." he says as i slide my hand from his hair to his chin.
my breath catches as his words sink in. "yes, stan i want this now. i- i want you, make me yours. i say as a shiver runs down my arms at the confession. no sooner had the words left my mouth than his hand palms my cock through my boxers. i moan as he touches me and removes my boxers. he stands up and kisses my lips while placing a hand on my neck. he spreads his fingers, his thumb and pointer finger gripping my jaw, his other three fingers and his palm covering my throat.
the back of my knees bump into the bed as stan lets me go. he slides a hand through his hair to get it out of his face. he smirks at me as he pokes my chest. "im going to push you." he growls softly. i yelp slightly as i fall back onto the bed, his knee in between my legs on the bed as he towers over me. he leans down kissing my neck, kissing and biting his way down to my chest.
my breath catches as i feel is hot tongue lick at my nipples. i feel him smirk as i moan. "thats it, let me love you." he says his lips brushing against my nipple before he bites it gently. my back arches up into his touch, as he continues to kiss and nip his way down to my hips.
"so beautiful." he murmurs as he kisses his way back up to my neck. my length twitches and brushes against his, i glance down, his shorts still on.
i pout and move my hips up into his again. he licks my neck before he stands up keeping his knee on the bed. "not satisfied to let me admire you first?" he looks me over satisfaction on his face. he grabs my left hand and brings it to his lips, placing a kiss on each finger. he then moves to swap my left hand for my right hand. "shh my prince, let me take my time before i devour you." he says glancing at me between my fingers. my jaw drops open as his gentle kisses and touches continue to melt me along side his words.
he smirks as he offers me his hand. "suck on these three fingers for me, make sure they are nice and wet for me." he says as he strokes the front of his shorts.
seeing where my eyes are focused stan smirks and slowly moved his shorts lower. sucking on his fingers i blush.
he winks playfully at me as he moves his shorts down further, now barely covering him. he pulls his fingers from my mouth, a trail of saliva beads from my tongue to his fingers. "very good." he says praising me.
i grin as his hand fondles my behind. one of his wet fingers presses into me and he moves it around. "im going to add another finger now." he says sliding the finger in and i moan. he kisses my inner thigh as he stretches me.
he pauses as he takes his shorts off fully. my eyes drink in the sight, a glint of silver catches my eye.
he blushes as i look at his piercing. the metal ring entering the underside of his length and coming out of the tip, a small metal ball with writing too small for me to read.
"i can take it out if-" i shake my head cutting him off. "i like it stan." i say and he grins.
he pulls his fingers out. "are you ready?" he questions and i nod eagerly. he leans down and kisses me as he slides his cock in, slowly making sure im ok.
he breaks the kiss as i run my hands down his chest. "are you ok?" he asks suddenly worried.
"i-im not that fragile...you can go faster..." i mumble unable to meet his eyes. he plants a kiss on my cheek and moves his hips. his hot breath on me ear. "its not all about how hard and fast i can fuck you. see if i play with you long and slow, i can get you begging for this cock, not able to remember anything but my name." he says pulling almost all the way out before running his tongue up my neck as he slides back in.
my breath catches in my chest and i bite my lower lip, my right hand moving to cover my eyes. "no." he grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine. "let me see those stunning eyes." he growls pulling his cock out. i whimper at the loss he nips at my earlobe and thrusts back in, all the way. my eyes widen and a small moan travels up and gets caught in my throat.
his lips meet mine, my lips part as his tongue slips in. his hands move to my shoulders as mine wrap around the back of his neck. he thrusts harder and moans. my fingers playing with his hair he reaches down and takes my cock in his hand stroking it in time with his thrusts.
"let me hear you. let me hear how much you need me, how much you need this cock." his voice low and husky, demanding. i moan with his next thrust, he slides a thumb over the tip of my cock.
a shiver runs up my back as he turns my face so i have to look at him. a blush on his face, a smirk tugging at his lips, a hungry look in his eyes. his thrusts grow faster as his name slips out of my mouth. "fuck, say my name again." he growls looking me in the eyes thrusting his cock in harder.
i try to avert my gaze and bite my lip. "nu uh, nice try. let me hear you scream as i fuck you." he growls as he put his lips to my neck. "if you dont find that sexy little voice i will be more than happy to find it for you." he finishes as he begins to run his tongue up the side my neck.
i moan as he nips at me. he sucks my neck under my left ear as he continues to fuck me harder, one hand still on my cock. his name leaves my mouth and the ruffles my hair, my face grows bright red.
"mm please...stanley d-dont stop." i say and he smirks and does just that. pulling his cock out and hearing me cry out at the sudden loss. "why did yo-" i start and am cut off as his lips wrap around the tip of my cock. his tongue swirls around the tip, flicking it across the slit, i moan. he chuckles and takes more if it into his mouth. his head bobbing up and down with growing speed i moan unable to keep my voice down.
as he licks and sucks i feel my limit rapidly approaching. "sta-" i try to warn him as his eyes meet mine, my cock halfway in his mouth. his eyes widen as i cum and he pulls back so only my tip is in his mouth. he visibly swallows and twirls his tongue around the tip of my cock, his hand stroking my cock still. moaning his name my head falls back onto the bed. i try to get my breathing back to normal as i feel cold air on my cock.
stan lines himself back up and smirks at me as he thrusts in. he pulls his bottom lip into his mouth for a moment and chuckles. "i missed some." he says casually as he grabs me hips moving me at the same speed hes thrusting.
"im gonna fill that little ass of yours till it cant take any more." he moans in my ear as i feel his throbbing cock fill me up. he lets his weight land on me for a minute before he pulls out and gets up. " come on my prince, lets see if you can walk to the shower, we both need to get properly cleaned up." he says offering his hand to me.
A FEW DAYS LATER
bill pov:
fidd and i are sitting in the cabin watching a cheesy movie and chatting when i notice the way hes sitting with his feet tucked under him to the side. a grin spreads across my face.
"thats unnerving." he says his voice pausing as he gestures at my face. "q-quit with that creepy ass grin." he stammers as i roll my eyes.
"so you are going to withhold the dirty details?" i say and cross my arms dramatically. "and here i thought we had finally reached a point where we dished out at least some of the tea." i grumble laying it on thick as ford walks through the room making his way to the front door, but his head perks up at the mention of tea.
"what kind of tea?" he asks and fidds face turns red. "not the kind you drink sixer, or the kind you want to hear, this little slut has some talking to do, so go continue your work." i say trying to shoo him away. it takes him a moment to process before his ears go pink.
i glance at ford as he looks at fiddleford. "good god ford, go away so he can dish how he fucked your brother!" i groan out and run my fingers through my hair. fidds face completely red, his s face burried in his hands.
ford covers his ears and rushes out the door as i chuckle.
when i no longer hear fords footsteps i fix my gaze back on fidd. "so, does the little hoe have any juicy details? seeing as you cant even put full weight on your ass." i lean forward my elbows on my knees, my finger tips tapping from pinky to thumbs on rotation as i lean in.
he sits there quiet. "ohh come on fidd, please?" i plead with all my might. he peaks at me through his fingers, a grin on his face his voice muffled and quiet. "hes got a piercing.. its a pretty big one..." he says and pauses. "oh my god theres more you better spill it!" i shout and he laughs.
"its on his, ya know. and thats not all... its a full hoop with a little ball on it... it says bad boy." he finishes and my jaw drops.
"shit, are you for real?" i ask and he nods into his hands.