|gi_not_joe (gi_not_joe) wrote in dalton_rpg,|
@ 2011-03-29 21:20:00
|Entry tags:||! im, ! thread, @ character: gavin sinclair, @ character: jackson aldama, status: complete|
Who: Jack and Gavin
What: Lesson #2
Where: Jack's Room
When: Friday, March 25, afternoon
Rating: NSFW (>.>)
that was some video.
erm. Thank you.
i think you've got a future in porn.
i doubt it was that good.
i barely knew what to do.
it was pretty good
decent enough that now i'm all hot and bothered.
you should come over and help me with this thing. since you started it.
...I suppose that's fair.
the door's open.
Jack hadn’t been kidding. He really did have a boner. He had gotten himself worked up halfway through Gavin’s with a hand down his pants anyway, and he could’ve finished, but where was the fun in that? Besides, he was supposed to be teaching Gavin in the manly art of man love. And now seemed like as good a time as any to have another lesson, especially since he could reward Gavin for his little present. Two birds one stone.
Gavin wasn’t exactly sure what was going to happen when he showed up in Jack’s room, but they had made a deal before that Jack would teach him things and whatever… so he went without reluctance. Just one more thing to learn, right? To be honest, he hadn’t expected Jack to respond so positively to the video (which he deleted all traces of from his computer once he sent it). He finally arrived at Jack’s room and cautiously opened the door, greeting him with a meek “Hi.”
Jack smiled at Gavin as the boy peeked through the door, grabbing him by the wrist and pulling him inside. He didn’t waste any time before closing the door and pressing Gavin up against the wall, kissing him softly and then more insistent, their lower bodies pressing together, and then rubbing together as Jack sucked on his bottom lip insistently. His basketball shorts weren’t doing much to hide his straining erection. “See what you do to me?”
Okay, so that was a little surprising, but it took barely a second from when Jack’s lips met Gavin’s for him to start reciprocating to the best of his abilities—which by now were actually rather good. He’d forgotten since their last meeting how much he liked Jack; he whimpered lightly as the older boy rubbed their bodies together. Gavin blushed when he noticed Jack’s hard-on. “Is it wrong of me to be sort of proud of that?” He asked with a small smile, pulling their mouths back together.
“Not at all.” Jack smiled against Gavin’s mouth as he continued kissing the boy, dropping his hand down to the top of his pants and slowly unbuttoning, then unzipping, and finally sliding his hand into Gavin’s khakis to fit his hand over the bulge in the boy’s underwear and squeeze. “Time for a new lesson.”
A small moan escaped Gavin as he felt Jack’s hand around him. A part of him wanted to be nervous about this, but he remembered that Jack now knew all of his body—there was no reason anymore to be shy with it, since there was nothing left to hide. “And uh… What lesson is that?” He panted, his breath hitching as Jack’s fingers moved.
Jack was still smiling softly against Gavin’s mouth, kissing him hot and gentle, enjoying the way he was making Gavin’s breath catch. He paused to shuck the boy’s pants down around his thighs, and then slowly did the same with his boxers, dragging his bare hand over his dick slowly, mapping it out with his finger tips. “I want to suck you off.” And then after another kiss, Jack slid down to his knees.
“You want to—“ Gavin began, but as Jack stroked him now with his dick no longer covered at all, Gavin’s voice gave way to another appreciative noise as he leaned up against the wall to help keep his balance. He watched Jack sink to his knees he realized just what was going on. Well… alright, if that’s what Jack wanted to do, Gavin sure as hell wouldn’t stop him. This was supposed to feel better than handjobs, right? And those sure were fun.
Jack leaned in, still stroking Gavin, and kissed at his hipbones, biting softly at the skin there. “You can play with my hair if you want. Pull, whatever.” And then he leaned in, curling his tongue around the tip of Gavin’s dick, moving slow as he licked over the skin, taking just the head into his mouth and suckling...wow, yeah, he forgot how much he liked doing this. Now he was making as many breathy pauses as Gavin had been, and his hands tightened on the boy’s hips as he moved in closer, slowly opening his mouth and taking more in.
“I think I’ll just wait and see if I—Agh!” Gavin still hadn’t learned that it was hard to make words when physical sensations such as these were present. As soon as he felt Jack’s lips around him, nothing but quiet moans and light breaths came out when he tried to make a comment, and this was just when Jack was around the head of his cock. “Ngh…” When Jack went down further Gavin’s noises just got louder. More on impulse than Jack’s advice, Gavin placed his hands on Jack’s head, tangling his fingers into his hair and gripping hard to keep himself steady.
Jack moaned hard at Gavin’s fingers in his hair, taking more into his mouth and bobbing his head faster. His cock was somehow magically getting even harder in his shorts, and he sucked with more enthusiasm as he slid his hands up and down Gavin’s bare thighs, dragging his tongue along the vein of Gavin’s dick as he backed off for air before sliding down again, trying to get him wetter and pressing in closer, taking more into his mouth.
“Nngh, Jack.” God, feeling the vibrations of Jack’s moan on his cock was almost too much for Gavin. Yes. This was better than handjobs. He was in sensory overload—his knees going weak, his legs shaking, his hands white from how hard he was gripping into Jack’s hair. The feeling disappeared for half a second as Jack pulled back to breathe, but as soon as the warmth was back, Gavin instinctively moved his hips forward, eager to get as much into Jack’s beautiful mouth as he could. “Jaaack.”
Jack was groaning softly around Gavin’s cock. It was just all too much, his noises, his reactions, his hands in his hair, fuck. He could practically feel himself leaking against his boxers. He swallowed around Gavin’s cock before pulling back carefully, licking and sucking at the head as he looked up from beneath his lashes at Gavin. “Do you want to fuck my mouth?” Fuck, his voice was completely shot through and scratchy.
Gavin whimpered when Jack pulled back another time, this time to ask a question that Gavin wasn’t too sure how to answer. Was that not what had already been happening? “Is… Is that not… different from this?” Gavin asked back, having to pause every few words to breathe again. That was the odd thing in all this—Gavin was hardly doing any work and yet the speed of his chest’s rise and fall seemed to be like he’d been working out for a while. Maybe he was doing something wrong… “Wh-What do I do?”
Jack grinned, shaking his head. “It’s more aggressive. A lot of guys don’t like it, ‘cause it’s hard to do and it can be uncomfortable. But I think it’s hot.” Jack took a few seconds to run his mouth back over Gavin’s hardon, sucking and licking before he pulled back, sliding his hands over the boy’s hips. “You just push into my mouth. And I’ll stay still.” Jack wrapped his mouth back around the boy and tugged his hips forward to demonstrate. He pulled off one more time with a wet pop to add, “Oh, and sometimes it helps if you hold my head in place.” Not that that should be a problem, with the way Gavin had his fingers death clenched in Jack’s hair.
Well, that seemed simple enough, and if Jack thought it was hot then it was fair game. Mark down one more thing in the book of experience—face fucking? Apparently different from blowjobs. He lined himself up again in the way Jack had exemplified, and cautiously slid back into the warm wetness he craved so much of now. Once he had his cock all the way in Jack’s mouth once more, Gavin’s reasoning shut off as sheer instinct took over, and he began to thrust his hips back and forth. As he sped up it became very clear to Gavin how much he enjoyed this, until at last he was fucking in and out of Jack’s lips in a wild and therefore uncharacteristic manner, consistently grunting and moaning with each movement.
Jack did his best to match Gavin’s thrusts and keep from choking, but it was pretty distracting since all he could focus on was Gavin’s cock sliding in and out of his mouth and the way he himself was moaning. After a few seconds he shifted, just to feel the pull to his hair from Gavin’s fingers death clenched there. Oh, fuck, yeah, that was good. Jack whimpered and then moaned, sucking a little on the next upstruck. This was the greatest idea ever.
There was a sort of sense of power in this action that was really getting ingrained into Gavin’s psyche. The speed and carelessness of the thrusting, the way Jack almost choked with every movement—it was like he could do whatever he wanted. The feeling had him high, apart from all of those other fantastic sensations he was dealing with. He started to feel a warming sensation in his lower stomach… something vaguely familiar that he’d experienced three, maybe four times prior. But by now, he knew what it meant. “J-Jack, I think… I… think…” Hopefully that would be enough of a warning to his mentor, because frankly Gavin couldn’t think much of anything, he was too busy feeling.
Jack moaned in agreement, hands squeezing at Gavin’s hips. Truth be told, he was closer than he should be too, considering that since he had walked into the room, Jack’s dick had been completely untouched the entire time. Jack dropped one hand down to Gavin’s balls, cupping and stroking while he looked up at Gavin and groaned encouragingly. The boy had a gorgeous orgasm face.
Well, Jack had his chance to do… something. Gavin wasn’t sure what Jack would’ve done, but he knew that you were supposed to warn them or something, right? He had. Now that that was done, Gavin continued to thrust as the feeling bloomed in him, making his knees weak and his eyes close in ecstasy. “Ja-a-aaagh!” Was all he managed to say before he shot into Jack’s mouth, riding the feeling out with extra thrusts.
Jack wasn’t exactly an old hat at swallowing, but he’d done it a few times and dammit, that was plenty. He was a fucking boss at this. He managed, anyway, until he finally felt Gavin err, finish and then soften and he could let the boy fall out of his mouth and swallow. Man, he probably needed something to drink. That taste always managed to somehow get stuck in the back of your throat. With a grunt, a pang from his general groin region reminded him the sort of predicament he was in and he dropped his hand to squeeze himself through his shorts. Fuck. That actually kind of hurt.
In the meantime, Gavin was pressed up against the wall to stay standing, breathing heavily as he tried to regain his composure. Lesson number two beat lesson number one on the awesome scale by a mile. He opened his eyes slowly to see Jack shifting his own hard on… Fair was fair right? “Would you like me to return the favor?” Gavin offered. The idea seemed simple enough. Mouth. Lips. Tongue. No teeth. Go. Surely he could manage it. “I don’t mind.”
Jack just shook his head, pressing his forehead against Gavin’s naked hip as he slipped his hand down his shorts with a groan. This situation was quickly becoming urgent. “First time blowjobs are really the sort of thing that requires finesse and....patience. Which I don’t have right now.” Fuck, just getting a hand around himself felt so good. His eyes fell closed and he groaned soundlessly against Gavin’s skin, twisting his hand and whimpering.
Blowjob or not, Gavin wanted to be a team player. Jack was doing so much for him, surely there was something he could do to make this go… er… faster? It looked like Jack had a handle on things, but that didn’t stop Gavin once he made up his mind. If he couldn’t learn something new, he’d do what he already knew. With one hand, he pulled Jack’s head back off of his hip by the hair—a very dominant gesture—and kneeled down, crashing their lips together. Making out. Gavin knew how to do that. He moved his tongue into Jack’s mouth, accidentally getting the after taste of himself. Since Gavin didn’t know that what he was tasting was his own body and fluids, he really didn’t care. Hell, the taste wasn’t even that bad. As eagerly as he could, Gavin devoured Jack’s mouth.
Jack moaned, hard, at the tug on his hair. Fuck, who was he Colby? Whatever, he fucking dug it. And then Gavin was kissing him and shit, that was good too. Jack tugged on himself harder, licking into Gavin’s mouth and panting a little. “I want to fuck you.”
Ok what? That sentence of Jack’s caused Gavin to pause for a second. Surely he hadn’t meant it… weren’t they doing this lesson thing slowly? One step at a time. Still unsure if Jack was actually requesting to have full on sex with him, Gavin pretended not to hear, and started kissing Jack again with new passion, hoping that it would distract Jack from the request—again, assuming he actually meant it at all. Gavin was determined to come up with whatever he could to get Jack off quickly to forget what he just heard, so as he continued to make out with Jack, he slid a hand up the older boy’s shirt and tried out one of the little things he found out he himself liked—teasing Jack’s nipple.
Jack groaned, tugging away long enough to press his face into the crook of Gavin’s neck and fisting himself roughly. Gavin was obviously trying to help, but... Jack pulled away for a second, tugging one of Gavin’s hands down and spitting into it, then curling it around his own dick and tugging. Fuck, fuck yeah. That helped. Jack kept a tight grip on the other boy’s hand, helping him jack himself off. There were all kinds of noises to accompany this new development and Jack moaned as he leaned up to suck on Gavin’s ear. “One day soon, I‘m going to bend you over my desk.” At this point he was just panting harshly, trying to press closer and oh, talk dirty to the boy. ‘Cause that was totally helping right now. “Ngh. Maybe teach you something about rimming. Do you know what that is, Gavin?”
If Gavin weren’t so caught up in helping right now, he probably would’ve made some sort of confused face as Jack lowered one of Gavin’s hands into his shorts—instead he just let the older boy do whatever he damn wanted to. And anyway, feeling Jack’s member in his hand was… well, kind of hot, and he wasn’t even really doing the work. As it continued, it became clear to Gavin that Jack was just saying things that turned him on; good then. No fucking… yet, at least. “No.” Gavin panted back. He had no idea what Jack was talking about--and he was getting kind of riled up again, which was made clear by his irregular breathing—so no other words were necessary.
Jack groaned gutturally as he turned back to catch Gavin’s mouth, sucking at his bottom lip as their joined hands pumped him. Fuck, this was ridiculously good. “Wanna bend you over my bed, spread your legs,” Jack moaned into Gavin’s mouth as he stopped to suck on the boy’s tongue. “Get you wet, wet with my tongue, lick you...fuck, Gavin.” He was groaning and panting now, shifting as he started to press his hips up into their hands.
Gavin still wasn’t sure what any of that really meant, but he took it as a compliment and continued to keep his mouth busy with Jack as to not as questions he might regret. He moved his free hand back into Jack’s hair, tugging his head to the side as he kissed and bit up his neck, behind his ear, under his jaw—wherever Gavin could get his mouth, he put it, before returning back to Jack’s lips. But he kept his free hand in Jack’s hair anyways, since he seemed to like the tugging.
Jack groaned out, low and shaky, at Gavin biting (biting!) pretty much fucking everywhere. “Gavin...Gavin, I’m gonna come. Oh, fuck, I’m gonna,” but then his words were cut off by his own teeth catching his bottom lip as he pressed his face into Gavin’s neck and moaned loud as he came shakily all over their joined fists.
Feeling Jack come within his fist was… Gavin wasn’t sure what word to use for it. Interesting, perhaps. He kept his hand there for as long as Jack’s cock was pulsing, before slowly pulling his hand away and sitting back, finally detaching from Jack. Were you supposed to feel proud of this? Cause Gavin did, watching Jack trying to catch his breath and knowing that he was at least partially responsible for affecting him like this. He looked down at his hand, studying with curiosity Jack’s jizz, which had remained on two of his fingers. Unsure of what else to do—and ultimately curious after Jack’s swallowing before—Gavin slid the two fingers into his mouth and licked them clean.
Jack had already half collapsed back, bracing himself up on one palm after Gavin pulled away. Fuck, what an orgasm. But then he looked up and Gavin was tasting himself and for fucks sake, why do boys keep doing things like that? It was going to kill him. He groaned, collapsing down on the floor in a tired huff. “Ohmygod.”
Gavin raised a quizzical eyebrow. Jack seemed a lot more spent than Gavin was—shouldn’t it be the other way around? He watched Jack fall back in a huff, and chuckled slightly. “I did not realize I had that effect on you, Jack.” He mused, shifting over so that he was sitting next to the older boy. “Though I must say I have been enjoying these lessons so far.”
Jack grabbed Gavin by the shoulders and pulled him down for kisses. Man, he was already feeling tired and post orgasm sleepy. “It’s hard to keep up with you young whipper snappers.” Jack just nodded. He’d better be enjoying himself, ‘cause Jack was a whiz at sucking dick and he wouldn’t have his reputation tarnished. “Handjob, check. Blowjob, check. I figure fingering comes next.” Jack fixed the other boy with a no nonsense look, wondering how he’d take that.
Letting Jack pull him down on top of him, Gavin began to laugh a little, only cut off when he found himself smiling against Jack’s lips. He couldn’t see what everyone else seemed to have against Jack—frankly, Gavin found himself growing rather fond of Jack’s company, at least in private. Gavin was still giggling a little when Jack offered up the subject of the third lesson. “Seems like a logical progression.” Gavin replied, successfully masking how the idea was rather daunting to him. After all, that was really the last step before things counted as real, full blown sex.
Jack nodded, pleased with the way Gavin was lying on top of him. Yes, that felt nice. He kissed him softly, reaching down to palm at Gavin’s (still bare) ass. “Yeah, you’re down with that idea?” Jack was pretty down with it himself. There’d be a twitch of just how down he was, if he hadn’t just come like that.
Being asked if he was okay with it gave Gavin a second or two of hesitation to reply. In the end though, he’d signed up to learn. That would definitely be an important step, and he was more or less mentally prepared to finish his lessons with Jack. “Yeah.” He finally replied, giving Jack another quick kiss on the lips. “Yeah, I would be fine with it.”
Jack smiled, carding his fingers through Gavin’s hair and kissing him slow and thorough for a second before pulling back and looking at him seriously. “It’s okay if you’re not, you know. We can take a break, put in some in depth lessons on blowjobs in the meantime. Whatever speed you want to move at.”
Gavin mirrored Jack’s smile with a shy grin of his own. Jack was really rather sweet. He made Gavin feel safe—which was important, considering the nature of their… er… friendship? “I think we could wait a little bit, yeah.” Gavin admitted, trying his best not to let the appreciative noises stuck in his throat break through his words. Apparently Jack had remembered what Gavin liked from the last time.
Jack turned his head to kiss at Gavin’s neck, trailing over his jaw and then back up to his mouth as he kept playing with the boy’s hair, tugging gently. “That’s fine, babe. Whatever you want to do. I don’t want to rush you.”
Aaaand Jack went for the neck, and the last bit of Gavin’s resistance was lost. Although he was currently still very spent after what they had just done, the noises he’d been restraining broke through. Gavin wanted to freeze this moment, right here. Save it for when he needed to not be freaking out about all the shit in his life. His eyes closed, Gavin giggled like a child as Jack played with his hair and kissed at his jaw and neck. Contact. Simple, well thought out contact was all Gavin needed to feel happy.