Who: Hunter & Sebastian What: post-party partying Where: Overlook, Sebastian's place When: 10/21 Midnight'ish Status: Complete Warning: NSFW
It was late and the party was winding down when Hunter turned to Sebastian and whispered to him a reminder that he was going to show him some new magic tricks. It wasn't euphemism for sex either, he was genuinely curious about what Sebastian had learned from Reagan. Of course Hunter thought he could show him that real quick and then he could show him the magic-sex tricks. The thought made him feel giddy in an almost silly way because he was drunk and that seemed to defeat whatever nervousness that had been bothering him earlier that night.
Sebastian had completely forgotten about the magic until Hunter mentioned it, and he looked over at his boyfriend, a sly smile tugging at his lips. He wasn’t sure he had the focus to show Hunter what he wanted to, he’d had way too much to drink. but what he really wanted was to be alone with Hunter, even if he’d been enjoying his friends. He mumbled something about being tired, that they were going to head to bed, and slipped his hand into Hunter’s as they headed for the door, pretty sure they weren’t fooling anyone.
It wasn’t far from the game room to Sebastian’s room, but he felt like it took forever to get there. With every step he felt like turning around and kissing Hunter, but he told himself that if he got them in the room, then he wouldn’t have to stop and do it later. He pulled him in behind him, closed the door, and turned on desk lamp so they weren’t in complete darkness. And suddenly he felt shy. Sebastian stepped up close to Hunter, reaching for his hips to pull him closer. “So… this is my room,” he smiled.
His room was really nice and Hunter felt instantly at ease there, like he wanted to spend all his free time just lounging there with Sebastian. He had the brief thought that it sucked that he couldn't because of Sebastian's stupid parents but thankfully it wasn't a thought that stuck around and it was pretty muffled by everything else he was feeling. He looked around only briefly though before turning to Sebastian, happily letting himself get pulled closer. "I like it," he whispered, wrapping his arms around Sebastian's waist as he looked him over with obvious appreciation. "It looks like your room."
“Yeah?” Sebastian said, giving it a tiny look around. He didn’t think a lot about it, but everything in there kind of screamed him, from his galaxy painted guitar to the pictures stuck all around the mirror above his dresser. At any other time he would’ve let Hunter poke around, maybe dig through the pile of comic books on his desk, but that would take letting him go and he was feeling a little bit clingy at the moment. “You still wanna see the magic?” he asked with a little laugh. He’d give it a try at least.
It was probably not a good idea since Sebastian was drunk, but Hunter was drunk too so he thought it was a great idea and so he nodded, gazing at Sebastian and making no attempt at hiding how very much he was enjoying the view. "Show me your magic," he murmured though he didn't let go of him just yet.
Sebastian laughed softly, eyes on Hunter as he bit his lip. He wanted to show him so much more than just his magic, but he felt like he needed to at least try. “Okay,” he breathed, and brushed a feather-light kiss to his lips before slipping around behind him, arms circling Hunter’s waist so they could both face the same direction. “I’m not very good at this yet,” he murmured, but then began to focus on the bed. He could see it in his mind, the movement he was looking for, and like last time there was a hesitation before it happened, where he had to find that place where the magic clicked. The covers lifted, then pulled back, like the bed was inviting them in, and Sebastian laughed as he kissed Hunter’s neck, pleased with himself.
Hunter stared at the bed, his eyes going a little wide before his lids felt a little heavier and he leaned in against Sebastian. "Whoa," he whispered, turning to face him again and pulling him down for a kiss. He thought he'd be a lot more nervous when this moment came but the alcohol had him nicely mellow and even without it, something about Sebastian's presence made him feel calmer like he couldn't really go wrong with this.
Hunter’s response made Sebastian feel all warm inside, stupidly happy that he’d done something to impress him. There was more he could show him, but he really didn’t care to right now, not once Hunter was kissing him. The alcohol was just enough to calm the worst of his nerves, and he kissed back enthusiastically, trying not to get ahead of himself. He’d been waiting all night for this. All week, really. And now that it was here, he almost didn’t know what to do.
Hunter didn't really know what to do either, or how much to do, how far to go, anything. He did know what he wanted to do in the moment though and that was all he really needed to know anyway. He enjoyed the kiss for now, resting his hands on Sebastian's flanks and loving how firm he felt under the palms of his hands.
The easiest thing for Sebastian was to just go with what felt natural. What he wanted was all over the place, and it was way too difficult to think ahead without his nerves flaring up, but acting on what felt good and right right now? That he could do. He deepened the kiss and started to guide Hunter towards the bed, hands rubbing up and down Hunter’s sides before finding their way under his shirt.
Hunter's skin tingled where Sebastian touched him and he walked slowly where Sebastian guided him, idly tugging Sebastian's shirt up his back to get his hands on some bare skin as well. "You look really good in this shirt," he whispered against his lips between kisses. "But you should totally take it off." He grinned a little, then kissed him again because not kissing him felt like he was wasting time. There was so much time that went into not kissing - because they couldn't - and now they finally could so why stop.
Sebastian grinned against Hunter’s lips, then kissed him back before stopping to pull his shirt off over his head. He’d been barechested around guys more times than he could count, but it never felt like this, just on the precipice of more. “That better?” he asked, kissing Hunter again, his teeth scraping over his bottom lip. He gave Hunter’s shirt a tug, his hands eager to find more skin. “You too, babe,” he muttered, because that skin on skin contact? He needed it now.
Hunter nodded that yes, it was a lot better, then bit his lip and tugged his own shirt off. The bruises were mostly faded now and that cut on his chest mostly healed so he didn't feel quite as gross about it all, plus he was drunk so what little he did care he wasn't really feeling at that moment. He dropped his shirt, not really caring about where that landed either, his hands eagerly finding Sebastian's body again to touch and feel and pull him closer.
None of that mattered to Sebastian, not the bruises or the cut, there wasn’t a part of Hunter that he would’ve called gross. What mattered was Hunter’s skin under his fingertips, brushing down Hunter’s chest and over a nipple. They continued on down, but then Sebastian thought better of it, and drew a line back up to pinch one, curious. His free hand wrapped around Hunter’s waist, keeping him close as he kissed him again. He didn’t think he’d ever get tired of kissing Hunter.
Hunter had had no idea how sensitive he was to touches like these until Sebastian touched him and that seemed to be happening all over again. That brief little pinch sent a rush through him that was like nothing else and he moaned softly as their lips met, his hands on their own little mission to explore every inch of Sebastian's skin. He couldn't help but wonder if he too was this sensitive so he slipped one hand between them to stroke his chest, exploring and brushing his fingertips over one nipple before reaching up to stroke his neck.
Sebastian knew for a fact that he wasn’t that sensitive when it was his own hands doing the touching, but Hunter’s hands made a world of difference. He wasn’t sure if it was how turned on he was, or the anticipation, not knowing what was coming, or what, but Hunter’s fingers brushing over his nipple made his cock jump eagerly, even while trapped in his jeans, and he shivered with desire. If that was what it felt like, then he wanted to do it again. He wanted Hunter make all kinds of little noises, so he pinched the other nipple, just to confirm that was what had done it for him.
"Fuck that feels good," Hunter whispered into the kiss before pulling back, giving Sebastian a somewhat unfocused look and a grin before ducking his head to kiss his chest. His skin was so soft, had it been this soft the last time he got to touch it? Either way, it was amazing and he loved the subtle curves of muscle and bones and the way it all shifted when Sebastian made any little move. His tongue found a nipple as his hands slipped lower, thumbs hooking in the waistband of Sebastian's jeans.
Sebastian smiled and nodded, adding it to the rapidly expanding catalog of what he and Hunter liked. Hands were good, but mouths were so, so much better, and his head tipped back as Hunter began kissing his chest. When Hunter’s mouth found it’s way to his nipple, Sebastian groaned and slid his hands up into the short hair on Hunter’s neck. He wanted to be touching more of Hunter, to return the favor for sure, but it was so hard to think with Hunter’s mouth on his skin.
It felt stupidly good to lick him like that, like Hunter's mouth had just been wasted on all other things before he got to kiss and lick a guy he really liked. The texture of his nipple versus the texture of his skin was so different and he loved the way it felt against his tongue. He moved up again after a moment to press another kiss on Sebastian's lips, his heart beating faster at the mere thought of what he was about to say. "So I've never given a blowjob or anything," he murmured, blushing fiercely despite the alcohol in his system. "But I really want to and... if I suck at it you can't break up with me, okay?" All the nerves he hadn't felt up until now seemed to hit all at once, like being on a rollercoaster, zooming down. It felt weirdly good anyway.
Sebastian was pretty quickly deciding that he liked Hunter’s mouth just about anywhere on him. It made his heart race and his dick hard and his brain completely useless. It felt so fucking good that really the idea of a blowjob seemed incredible, but he didn’t expect Hunter to offer, no matter how much he wanted it. “Oh my god,” he muttered, then kissed him because he had to, deep and hungry and an answer in itself. “I could never say no to that,” he muttered. “And I wouldn’t never break up with you over it. Ever.” He kissed Hunter again, sucking on his tongue, words whispered between them. “If you really-- If you’re sure, I-- Where?”
Hunter was laughing into the kiss a little, not because it was funny but because he was excited and a little embarrassed and stupidly happy with everything at the same time. "I don't know," he admitted with a titter, wrapping his arms tightly around Sebastian who fit so stupidly nicely against him and was so warm against his skin. "Bed? Where do you want?" They should probably get more clothes off first and he was getting ahead of himself but that seemed to be his mood tonight, rushing ahead, feeling greedy, wanting everything at once. He didn't think anyone could blame him, Sebastian had his brain all fuzzy.
“Bed,” Sebastian nodded. While the image of Hunter on his knees was definitely hot, Sebastian didn’t know that he could remain standing through it, so the bed was definitely a better idea. “You need to be wearing less clothes,” he muttered, his hands dropping to Hunter’s jeans. “So I can do you after.” He knew he was red from saying so, but he didn’t care. Hunter had to be getting used to it by now. He’d been thinking about it all week, what it might be like to have Hunter’s cock in his mouth. What he’d taste like. If they were doing firsts, they might as well both have a turn, right? Because he wasn’t sure what excited him more, giving or receiving.
Hunter had hoped he would but it wasn't something he was going to push for. Hearing he wanted to made his chest ache in a deliciously weird way and he grinned and nodded before kissing Sebastian again. Everyone always talked about condoms but they were both new at this and he was very sure neither of them was carrying anything. It was probably naive to think like that but he trusted Sebastian with his life at this point, after everything that had happened. "You should wear less clothes too," he murmured happily, slipping his hands between them again to unbutton Sebastian's jeans, noting with some satisfaction that he hadn't worn a belt tonight.
Sebastian didn’t usually put a ton of thought into what he wore, but he had tonight, and foregoing a belt hand been important. It was a little weird, since he always wore one, and at times made him feel like his pants were going to fall down-- they weren’t-- but it was totally worth it to give Hunter what he wanted. What they both wanted, actually. He let Hunter finish unfastening his before he began to work on Hunter’s, trying to kiss him the whole time, but having to peek down between them and make sure he was still on track. When he was finally done, his hands moved back to Hunter’s hips, pushing his jeans down, eyes on Hunter as more of him was exposed. He groaned, nuzzled into Hunter’s neck, and kissed him there. “I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”
Everything Mak had said about having sex with someone made more sense now, it wasn't terrifying and embarrassing when it was with someone you really liked and Hunter was feeling a lot bolder than he ever dared dream he would be. It didn't hurt that everything Sebastian did seemed to fill him up with fluttery feelings, sending blood rushing straight to his groin. His breathing shuddered when Sebastian kissed his neck and he had the fleeting thought that it was totally not fair that he couldn't make himself feel like that. Kissing your own neck was probably weird, but it felt so good it didn't seem fair that it always required someone else to do it. What about all the people who didn't have anyone? Totally unfair. "You're gonna have to wait," he said with a dazed grin, pulling Sebastian with him as he backed up closer to the bed. "Me first."
Sebastian backed up until his legs hit the bed, then fell back, sitting, looking up at Hunter for a second. He looked so incredibly good standing there shirtless, eyes half lidded and lips swollen from kissing. Probably about to be even more. He reached out, tugging Hunter’s jeans down his hips so he could step out of them, then made an effort to pull his own off, tossing them to the side. He wondered a little how he looked then, sitting there in just his underwear, his erection barely contained. He thought he would be more embarrassed, but he wasn’t. “Come here,” he said softly, reaching for Hunter. He didn’t like being down there without him, not even for a minute.
Hunter had been enjoying the view so Sebastian really had nothing to worry about. It was like something out of a porn, only a lot better because he actually liked Sebastian and he was actually there. Watching hot guys jerk off was hot, sure, but it was nothing compared to actually being in Sebastian's room, stripping down to their underwear and kissing. He let his gaze roam over Sebastian's chest, down to the bulge in his boxer briefs, another flutter going through him. He'd touched Sebastian's dick before but he hadn't tasted it and god he wanted to. As soon as Sebastian asked him to come closer, he did so, not wanting to leave him hanging. He moved to straddle his lap, kissing him again, hungry and needy as he pushed him to lie down.
One second Hunter was standing before him in his underwear, the next he was in his lap, a position Sebastian was really starting to enjoy. It was even better than the last time, with so few clothes between them, and Sebastian’s hands almost immediately made their way to Hunter’s ass, grabbing and squeezing as he kissed him back. He was able to feel so much more this time, that perfect mix of softness and muscle, the curve of his cheeks towards the cleft. He imagined it would be even better once he got his underwear off. Following Hunter’s guidance, he laid back on the bed, pulling Hunter along with him for more kisses. He was aware that they were actually moving towards Hunter blowing him and he felt his heart begin to race with anticipation, all before Hunter even started moving down his body.
Hunter could feel his heartbeat when he pressed down against him and it was beating every bit as hard and fast as his own. Sebastian didn't leave a lot of room for doubt in his mind and it was so refreshing to not feel unsure and worried. When they ended up horizontal his cock pressed against Sebastian's and his brain very nearly went on the fritz. Sure, there was clothing between them but he could still feel the hard shape of it against his own and his breath caught in his throat. He pushed up a little, giving Sebastian another dazed little smile. "You can tell me, if there's anything you want like... different." Ugh he was so beautiful, if he wasn't so eager to touch and taste him, Hunter could have just stayed there and stared at him for a long while.
“Fuck,” Sebastian muttered as Hunter’s dick brushed up against his own. He was feeling almost dizzy with desire, sure it was the effect Hunter was having on him, rather than too much to drink. He’d been drunk plenty of times and never been this horny. He smiled back at Hunter as he looked up at him, his fingers lightly tracing down the crack of his ass over his underwear. “I can’t imagine needing to, but okay.” It was nice to have that freedom, he realized. They were both figuring this out together. He’d always imagined this happening sometime in college, with someone far more experienced than himself, but it was really, really nice to feel like an equal. “Just… um… I might not last very long,” he warned Hunter, face turning red again.
"Yeah, 'cause I'll last for so long," Hunter murmured with a little roll of his eyes because he sure as hell wasn't going to last at all. He wouldn't be surprised if he came while sucking Sebastian off because holy shit, hot. "It's not a competition," he murmured then and kissed him again. "I hope?" Honestly he was relieved Sebastian had said it though, he knew neither of them had experience with other guys beyond that very short mutual jerking off they'd done and it really helped make him feel like less of a 'noob'.
“It’s not,” Sebastian agreed, smiling softly as he kissed Hunter back. “Pretty sure we both win.” And maybe it was something he’d get better with over time. He really hoped so because it’d be a lot more fun if he could fool around for more than a few minutes. Last time it had felt like Hunter barely had to touch him to get him there. Closing his eyes, he pressed another kiss to Hunter’s lips, letting this one grow more heated as his hands roamed Hunter’s back. They slid lower, dipping into his underwear to squeeze his bare ass, something he was sure he’d never get enough of. Just this by itself, his hands on Hunter, their cocks brushing through their underwear, could get him off if they worked at it, but he was eager for something more. They both were.
It was crazy how many feelings could bubble up at a simple touch, though that touch didn't feel simple at all. Hunter's stomach clenched again as he kissed Sebastian back, still rocking against him slowly. He felt similarly, that if he didn't stop moving like that he might just go off before they even did anything else so he broke the kiss after a few seconds, biting his lip and grinning at Sebastian for a brief moment before moving back down to kiss his chest. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of his boxer briefs, tugging them down over Sebastian's hips, thrilled to get a closer look - and a taste this time.
Hunter’s expression made Sebastian’s stomach flip, the anticipation making him breathe harder, his hands almost shaking. His eyes fell half closed as Hunter pulled his boxer briefs down, and he watched Hunter through his lashes, biting his bottom lip. He’d never had this much attention directed at his cock and it was hard not to be embarrassed. He’d also tried to be prepared, to clean up a bit down there, but he didn’t know what was normal or what might be expected. Sebastian worked hard not to look at other guys in the locker room, but found himself wishing he’d at least sneaked a peak so he’d know what Hunter might expect. There was way too much thought put into it, but he’d wanted to get it right, all the while hoping he might find himself in this position tonight.
Hunter couldn't imagine any scenario where he'd be disappointed or turned off by what he found in Sebastian's pants and he was right, Sebastian's dick was beautiful - for someone who found dicks beautiful in the first place at least - and he wrapped his hand around it, stroking it slowly as he took a moment to just look at it. He'd seen a lot of dicks as he'd practically grown up online but he'd never been this close to one that wasn't his own and it was amazing. Plus Sebastian had foreskin to play with which Hunter didn't and that was really cool. If he'd ever had any doubt that he was gay - he hadn't - the way his mouth watered now was a sure sign that he was absolutely fucking flaming gay. He glanced up at Sebastian again, feeling both like he wanted to rush and just take all the time in the world to drag out this moment but it felt cruel to leave him waiting so he ducked down and licked the tip of his cock, a gleeful sort of joy going through him as he did so.
Watching Hunter move down his body, his mouth so close to his dick, was both the hottest thing Sebastian had ever seen and absolute torture. It felt like time was standing still as he waited, his eyes locking with Hunter’s right before he licked the tip and Sebastian just about died. That was nothing, he knew from watching porn that that was just the beginning, and he was already melting like it was the hottest thing he’d ever seen or felt in his entire life. Sebastian moaned and pressed his hips down into the bed in an effort to keep them still, since what he really wanted was a little more of Hunter’s mouth on him now, please.
Hunter took his time still because he really liked the way the tip of Sebastian's cock felt against his tongue and lips. The skin there was crazy soft and just a little wet at the tip and when he did take it in his mouth it slid in so easily. He knew already he was going to want to do this again - and again - and he really hoped he was good at it. He'd heard about bad blowjobs, or read about them more likely, guys making fun on Reddit. At least reading some of those stories told him what to avoid doing a lot more than porn ever had. He also knew what he liked but he had no idea if Sebastian liked the same things or not. He'd read about guys who actually liked teeth on their dicks so who knew. That wasn't a theory he was going to test though, not unless Sebastian asked him to. He hummed softly around his cock, licking firmly against the underside as he pulled back up and glanced back at Sebastian's face as if to gauge his reaction.
Sebastian watched as Hunter licked at him, his toes curling against the bed. That was an image he was going to take with him, that he’d jerk off to when they were apart, because he’d never seen anything so fucking hot. “Holy shit,” he cursed quietly when Hunter took in the full tip, his breath coming faster, his body aching for more. Nothing was like the wet heat of Hunter’s mouth, certainly not his hand, and that had been amazing. This was a whole other level. The humming and the licking pulled a whimper from him, an uncontrollable jerk of his hips, and a drop of precum to the tip. Sebastian swallowed and tentatively reached down to run his fingers through Hunter’s hair. “That feels… so good,” he panted, pretty sure he didn’t need to say it for Hunter to figure that out.
Hunter was definitely encouraged by that, a pleasant buzz in his stomach as he dipped down again doing much of the same but a little more enthusiastically. He didn't care if Sebastian didn't last more than a minute, but he wanted that minute to be so good for both of them. As he took him deeper he ran his hands over his hips and thighs, careful not to touch his own dick against anything at all because he was worried it would set him off way too soon.
It was all more sensation than Sebastian was able to process at once, completely overwhelmed by how good Hunter’s mouth felt on him, the way he looked there between his legs, and how eager he was to suck his cock. He bit down hard on his lip, trying to hold back, to last just a tiny bit longer because it was so deliciously good he didn’t want to come yet. But when Hunter started taking him deeper, Sebastian realized it was a lost cause. He whined softly, dropping one hand away from Hunter to grip the sheets, his hips trying to jerk towards Hunter’s mouth again. “I can’t, babe. Oh shit. I’m gonna--” was all he got out before he came hard, hips lifting off the bed with the force of it.
Hunter hadn't really thought about what he would do when Sebastian came but swallowing came naturally and he didn't have to think about it at all. He'd probably worry about it later, if Sebastian didn't swallow too, wonder if he was acting like a total slut or something. It just felt right and it didn't taste bad so why not. He pulled up and licked the remaining wetness off the tip of Sebastian's cock, before releasing his foreskin and looking up at him again. Sure it hadn't lasted long, but he felt like he'd just gone through some boy-to-man ritual or something, like he was in a different league now. Was it dumb? Maybe, but he'd squee about it to Mak for sure.
Sebastian hadn’t thought about what would happen when he finally came, not until that point was there, and then he’d wanted to give Hunter warning because what if he didn’t want to swallow? That was something Sebastian had thought way too much about, whether he could do it or not, and how embarrassed he’d be if he couldn’t. The way Hunter’s mouth stayed on him, sucking and swallowing, was just so much that Sebastian thought if he could have come again, he would have. The whole thing left him breathless, his body tingling from head to toe, and he ran his fingers through Hunter’s hair again as he opened his eyes to look down at him. “Ohmygod” he started, then licked his lips, smiling softly. “That was… you’re… wow.”
That was definitely the best reaction Hunter could have hoped for and he moved slowly up until he came face to face with Sebastian again, lightly brushing his cock against his, the feel of the cotton between sweet torture that would soon be gone. He had no idea if Sebastian was okay with kissing him after he'd just had his cum in his mouth, nor did he know if he really wanted to do this too. He didn't push the kiss, just stayed within reach as he gave him a dazed grin. "You don't have to do that if you want to," he whispered and of course he meant it, Sebastian's hand felt really fucking good, but god did he hoped Sebastian wanted to do it anyway. Hunter's cock was aching and he'd probably last for even less time than Sebastian had at this point, already so worked up that there was a wet spot in his boxer briefs where his hard cock rubbed against the fabric.
Sebastian’s hand slid to the back of Hunter’s neck as he spoke, a smile pulling at his lips. “I really, really want to,” he whispered, then pulled Hunter in for a kiss. The taste of himself on Hunter’s tongue was thrilling in a way he hadn’t anticipated, making his cock twitch even while he was still spent. It was so hot, Hunter was so hot, and he just really hoped he could be even half as good. He kissed Hunter a moment longer, needing that time to pull himself back together, then wrapped an arm around Hunter and rolled them over, putting himself on top. It was a little easier to think now and he was torn between taking his time and dropping down to suck on Hunter immediately. Grinning down at Hunter, he decided a little longer wouldn’t hurt, and leaned down to kiss him once on the lips before trailing kisses down his neck.
Being understanding and patient was definitely a good thing, but Hunter was so glad he didn't have to be right now. He was dying to feel Sebastian's mouth on him, had been dying to try it with just about anyone for a long time but now he just wanted Sebastian to do it and that was intense and a little crazy and so hot. He couldn't help that little jerk of his hips when Sebastian kissed his neck because fuck that felt good and his body was burning up for every little thing Sebastian was willing to do. "That feels so good," he whispered, his breath catching in his throat the only thing stopping him from whimpering from anticipation.
It was exhilarating to know that he could make Hunter respond like that, all from a kiss on his neck. It was just the starting point and Sebastian smiled against his skin, feeling a little cocky now that his head was a little clearer. No, he didn’t know what he was doing, but if that felt good, then he was sure Hunter would just about explode when he got to his cock. “I’m just getting started,” he whispered, scraping his teeth across Hunter’s neck, biting gently, then kissing him again. His kisses moved lower, over his collarbone and onto his chest, where he stopped to kiss and lick at one nipple, his fingers playing with the other. He’d dreamed of doing this, of savoring Hunter and maybe driving him a little wild. He just hoped it was as good for Hunter as it was for him.
Hunter liked Sebastian's voice a lot but it sounded somehow a little darker now, huskier in a way that made him feel all giddy-excited. Just getting started, was it possible to come just from someone talking to him? He felt like putty, running his hands over Sebastian's sides, addicted to the way his muscles shifted under his touch when Sebastian moved lower. Sebastian's tongue against his nipple forced his eyes closed and he arched his neck a little, feeling overly sensitive and needier than he ever remembered feeling.
Sebastian watched Hunter, loving the way he moved beneath him, the way his hands reached out to touch him as he drifted downward. If he had it his way, he’d always be touching him, be it holding his hand, playing with his hair, or wrapping his arms around him. This was even better, a silent encouragement as Sebastian gently bit one nipple before moving to the other and repeating the process. One hand crept lower, sliding over Hunter’s belly, then slowly peeling back Hunter’s boxer briefs. He thought about stroking him as he kissed down the center of his chest, over his stomach and onto his hips, but had the feeling that might be a bit much at this point.
Hunter raised his hips again, this time as a conscious decision to help get the boxer briefs off. He felt drunk again, his playful confidence replaced with open need as he opened his eyes again to look down at Sebastian. It was one of those moments in life where he wanted to remember every detail, be able to print out a memory to keep forever. Sebastian looked so beautiful, his skin a little paler than Hunter's, his red hair all tousled, tickling Hunter's skin whenever he ducked down to kiss him. Hunter wouldn't have been surprised if he came before Sebastian even touched his dick and that would be really annoying, he took a deep breath as he tried to cool down a little but it was like trying to blow out a forest fire.
It wasn’t until he was down there, between Hunter’s legs, that he realized how much the scent of another guy turned him on. His mouth watered as he slid Hunter’s underwear off, and he was working on pure instinct when he leaned in and licked a strike up the underside of Hunter’s cock. He took it in his hand and wrapped his lips around the tips around the tip, sucking and kissing the crown, able to taste the precum there. He had no real knowledge of technique, but he knew what Hunter had done had felt good and that seemed like a good starting point.
Hunter was pretty sure Sebastian could have just poked his dick a few times and it would have made him come and this... This was intense. He pressed his hands against his face for a moment with a mumbled, "Oh my God," then reached down to run his fingers through Sebastian's hair. It was interesting to say the least how much he lost control of his body whenever Sebastian touched him. He was usually in pretty good control of his movements and everything, athletic and confident, but Sebastian just took that away and made him all shaky and dumb in the best way. His cock was already throbbing, his balls drawn up tight in warning that he wasn't going to last more than a few seconds more.
Sebastian closed his eyes and took more of Hunter in, trying to stroke the bottom half of his dick to make up the difference. He loved the feeling of Hunter filling his mouth, the weight of him on his tongue, and he hoped, eventually, that he could learn to take even more of him. He hummed happily when Hunter’s hand dropped to his hair, never one to turn that down, and slowly began to bob his head in a slow rhythm of sucking on Hunter. Sebastian’s cock began to stir, but it was by no means urgent, just the beginnings of arousal brought on by sucking his boyfriend off.
Hunter wanted this to go on for a while and he wished his body was on the same page. It really wasn't though, everything felt so tight and hot and Sebastian's mouth was doing things to him he'd never felt before. He didn't stand a chance and he was just thankful Sebastian hadn't lasted either. They could do this again - he wanted to do this again - and maybe the second time around would last a little longer. It wasn't in the cards for this time though, he bit his lip as he closed his eyes again, quickly failing his attempts at holding back and getting caught up in the rhythm of Sebastian's sucking. When he came it was pretty powerful, his muscles going tense and shaky and a soft cry escaping his throat.
Sebastian had gotten caught up in it himself, occasionally watching Hunter through hooded eyes, but mostly just enjoying the taste and feel of Hunter in his mouth. If he’d been paying better attention, he might have realized how close Hunter was, but instead he was caught off guard by his orgasm. He pulled back, half swallowing, half spilling it onto Hunter’s stomach, and he burned with embarrassment at the mess he’d made. He looked up at Hunter and licked his lips, but it still dribbled down his chin as he worked to catch his breath.
Hunter didn't really notice right away, too caught up in his own embarrassment at how loud he had been. He was breathing hard as he covered his mouth with a little wince, then laughed unsteadily as he glanced down at Sebastian. "Fuck, sorry," he whispered, another nervous laugh escaping him as he pushed himself up a little. He wasn't sure what had happened, just that Sebastian looked a little rattled and very red. That dribble on his chin was like something out of a porno and Hunter had never really been into that particular thing where people got all messy about sex. He didn't mind it this time though, except for the fact it felt like his fault somehow. "Are you okay?" he asked with a grimace, wondering if he'd gagged him or something. Those seconds he'd been climaxing were a blur and he might have done something he wasn't aware of.
Sebastian wiped his mouth with the heel of his hand, then sucked it off, not really thinking about it until he did it, feeling like he needed to clean up his mess. “What are you sorry about?” he asked, leaning up on one elbow to look up at Hunter. He looked so good like that, but it felt like he’d missed something, trying to put together why Hunter thought something was wrong. “I’m fine,” he said with a little smile. “Just… need some practice,” he added, scraped up a stray drop that had landed on Hunter’s stomach with his thumb, then popping it in his mouth. He sucked his thumb clean, shly watching Hunter. “Was that okay?” Hunter didn’t look amazingly happy right now, and Sebastian hoped it really hadn’t been that bad.
Hunter's expression softened slowly as Sebastian talked and kept licking up his cum like it was no big deal. It went from slightly worried to a little dazed and hazy and pretty soon he was smiling a little. "More than okay, jesus... I didn't mean to be so loud." He let his head drop back down on the bed and laughed, rubbing at his face with both hands. "Oh my God, I thought I like hurt you or something, that was so good, oh my God." He peeked down at Sebastian and let one hand drop down to the mattress, tapping the spot in invitation. "Come back up here."
Sebastian was aware that what he was doing might be mildly disgusting to some, which was why he’d not even opted to taste Hunter the last time they’d been together. But it felt like, after already swallowing what he had, that it shouldn’t be a big deal. If pressed, he might even admit that he liked it. “You weren’t that loud,” he said, smiling softly. “It was hot.” Just listening to Hunter get off could probably get him off. “How would you have hurt me?” he asked, smile widening. It was hard to remain self conscious when Hunter was worrying and Sebastian climbed back up the bed to curl up beside him, pressing up against him, half hard cock against Hunter’s hip.
"I don't know," Hunter tittered, still embarrassed but starting to relax again. His body felt good at least, sated and a little sleepy-dizzy but in a really comfortable way. "You looked a little freaked out, I don't know." He turned to lie on his side, slipping his knee between Sebastian's thighs to get even closer. "Was it okay though?" he asked, worrying at his bottom lip as he studied Sebastian's face. It was interesting how they kept taking turns being insecure and how every time it happened it seemed to boost the other's confidence a little. Maybe they both needed that and after all of this, Hunter couldn't imagine doing this for the first time with someone who knew what they were doing and felt all cocky about it.
Sebastian hummed happily, liking that pressure between his legs, but not feeling desperate for once. He wasn’t sure how to keep himself from getting hard again if he and Hunter were laying around together naked, but he didn’t mind it if Hunter didn’t. “I was… a little unprepared,” he admitted, burying his face in Hunter’s shoulder, a smile against his skin. “I meant to swallow,” he whispered. “Just…” He shrugged, since Hunter had seen how that had turned out, but then smiled at Hunter’s question. “It was perfect. You were perfect,” he said, looping an arm around Hunter’s waist and nuzzling close. He wanted to kiss him, but wasn’t sure how Hunter would feel about that. He knew it could be different when the roles were reversed.
It wasn't every day that Hunter got to hear he had been perfect at something and Sebastian really had a knack for making him feel all melty inside. "So were you," he whispered, arching into the way Sebastian held him and leaning in to kiss him again. "Would've warned you, but you kinda blew my mind," he mumbled against his lips with a shy smile. This was so perfect, even more so than he could have imagined, and he still felt a little horny and very needy so the fact Sebastian was holding him was perfect too.
That was all Sebastian really needed to hear, that Hunter had enjoyed it as much as he had, that his inability to swallow on the first try hadn’t somehow ruined the experience. He would do better next time he was sure, the lingering taste of Hunter on his tongue making him want to try again. He kissed him back slowly and thoroughly, this fingers lightly tracing down Hunter’s side to draw circles on his hip. “I’m glad you liked it,” he whispered back against Hunter’s lips. “I thought I’d screwed up.” He knew neither of them had any experience, but Hunter had been so amazing and he didn’t want to be a disappointment.
"No way," Hunter murmured. "I thought I screwed up." So they were both insecure and dorky, it was sweet and comforting in a way that made him smile again as he snuggled as close as humanly possible to Sebastian. "I wish your parents left town every weekend." It was just a little depressing that after this night they'd be scrounging for time together again but Hunter didn't really want to think about that right now, he just wanted to use the time they had as thoroughly as he could.
“No,” Sebastian said, giving a little shake of his head, along with a small smile. “You were so… so hot.” His fingers slid in, dipping down between them to brush over Hunter’s cock. He hoped that was okay, but he really wanted to touch him again. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get enough. “Me too,” he said, and kissed Hunter once more. “We’ll figure something out. Something other than my car,” he smiled. Hunter’s bedroom wasn’t totally out of the question; they just had to deal with Jen and be careful of his father. But tonight really was special because they got the whole night together.
Hunter did not mind in the slightest when Sebastian touched him. If anything he just didn't want him to stop it ever. "Definitely not the car," he replied with a little grin. "We can go to my place." He leaned in to kiss him again since that was another thing he didn't really want to stop doing, even if talking was good too. It definitely made sense how annoyingly glued together some people were in public and he wished he could be annoying like that with his boyfriend and kiss him anywhere and everywhere he wanted.
If he’d been out, Sebastian wouldn’t have been quite as worried about making out in the car, though at this point he’d make sure it was dark and that they parked somewhere a little less visible. But there was also the part where he really liked having Hunter completely naked, something that was always going to be behind closed doors. His fingers circled the tip of his cock as Hunter kissed him again, his thumb brushing over the head, really enjoying the fact that Hunter was letting him lazily play with his body. It was a sort of intimacy he’d never shared with anyone ever and it felt special. “I don’t know how I could possibly sleep with you here,” he smiled against Hunter’s lips. “How many times do you think someone can come in one night?”
"You wanna find out?" Hunter all but purred against his lips because that was definitely a challenge he felt up for and he had a feeling that every time they got each other off would just be better and last longer. He was reminded of a video he'd seen once of a guy getting a prostate orgasm again and again and how exhausted he had seemed. It had been hot but intimidating in a way, like the line between good and bad got too blurry but with sex that line was pretty damn blurry already and he could all too easily imagine Sebastian squirming with pain-pleasure like that guy in the video. It made him blush faintly just thinking about it and he let out a little snicker. "I don't think I can sleep either."
How often would he really have this kind of opportunity? Not often enough, Sebastian thought, and rolled his hips to press himself against Hunter’s thigh, moaning softly. It was surprising how quickly he could get hard again, something he’d not quite counted on, but would definitely make things more fun. “Yeah,” he whispered as he slid his hand lower on Hunter, to cup his balls, his finger brushing over that little space behind them. It was something that always made him squirm when he did it to himself. “I’m sure we’ll get there eventually. We can exhaust each other,” he grinned.
Hunter was already growing hard, had he even gone completely soft? He didn't think so. The way Sebastian was touching him did indeed make him want to squirm, his muscles going tense and that urge to grab onto Sebastian hard making his fingers feel like they were about to start cramping. He hadn't really expected his lust for a guy to be quite so visceral, almost violent, like deep seated hunger that didn't care about logic or pride. "Exhaust me," he whispered and grinned because it came off cheesy but god he meant it.
Sebastian grinned and kissed Hunter hungrily, his fingers continuing to tease as he gently rolled Hunter’s balls in his hand. He liked the response he was getting from Hunter and wondered what would happen if he slid them a little farther back. It was something he’d only barely done on himself though, with the door locked and the lights out, and he knew not all guys were into that. He loved the way he could feel Hunter getting hard again, the way their dicks were brushing up against each other when they moved just right. There was just something erotic about it, and he rocked until he found a slow rhythm, the sort that he knew would soon have them both begging for more.
This was what Hunter had been wanting earlier though he hadn't actually gone for it, their cocks rubbing together with nothing between them. It was hot as hell and if he wasn't too preoccupied with kissing Sebastian he would have wanted to look down and watch the way it looked. He brought his hand from Sebastian's hip to slip it between them and wrap it around the two of them, stroking their cocks together.
Sebastian moaned as Hunter took hold of them and slipped his hand out, moving it back to grab Hunter’s ass. That felt so, so good, his body knowing just how to move as he fucked into Hunter’s hand, every stroke and thrust causing him to rub up against Hunter. Like Hunter, he was tempted to look, but the kisses were better, rapidly growing hotter and sloppier the more worked up he got.
Hunter moaned softly into the kiss and it was pretty clear to him that they might just set a record tonight. It was hard to believe he'd felt at all self conscious just minutes earlier now that he was in the midst of it all again, it was hard to care if someone heard them and ridiculous to worry he'd do something wrong when he felt like this and Sebastian was holding onto him the way he was. In the moment it felt like nothing could go wrong and he only broke the kiss so he could kiss Sebastian's neck, addicted already to the taste of his skin.
If Sebastian had had any idea how much noise they might be making, he might have been embarrassed, but he was too caught up in the moment to notice. He groaned as Hunter’s mouth moved down to his neck, having not realized how good it felt to have Hunter’s mouth on his skin, and gripped his ass a little bit tighter. It was so easy to get lost in Hunter’s mouth and hand that he forgot all his insecurities and gave in to desire. “Fuck,” he gasped, able to run his mouth now that it was free. “That’s so good, babe. Ohmygod. Fuck,” he babbled softly.
Hunter loved the sound of his voice, especially with what he was saying, and he hummed contently against his neck, sucking gently on his skin between little nibbles. He couldn't get enough of him and this was so much better than he'd ever dared to hope for. He felt a little too passive for some reason and pulled his knee back only to drape it over Sebastian's thighs, pushing him back as he moved to straddle him. It made it easier to buck his hips into his grip and his body really felt like it needed to move like that, every muscle taut and squirming with arousal.
Though he had nothing to compare it to, Sebastian was certain that this was what sex was supposed to feel like. It felt completely natural to thrust his hips, to move with Hunter towards orgasm as one being, their bodies giving pleasure to each other. Hunter’s shift in position freed up his other hand, and then they were roaming Hunter’s body, up his thighs, curling around his hips, then back down to cup his ass, his fingers grazing down the crack. He felt so incredibly good that Sebastian couldn’t seem to keep himself quiet, whimpering at the little bites and cursing as he felt himself draw closer. He’d already outlasted the last two times, but he didn’t want this to end. The only consolation was that they could do this again. They had all night.
Hunter had just a little more control as he could keep from touching himself in ways that would set him off but honestly, why would he want to? It was tough not to indulge when his body wanted all the stimuli and all the pleasure and apparently his willpower wasn't nearly as good as he'd thought it was. It didn't help that Sebastian was making sounds that were pure sex, every one of them seemingly going straight to Hunter's crotch like there was a live wire between his ears and cock. He kissed Sebastian again before nuzzling his neck on the other side, not really thinking about how he might be leaving marks. He was too caught up in the pleasure, plus a little drunk, and all he cared about was that oncoming climax and the way Sebastian felt against him.
Sebastian couldn’t really explain it, but he liked that little bit of teeth on his skin. It made the skin that much more sensitive before Hunter kissed and sucked on it again, creating just another pleasure point on his already overstimulated body. It was really hard to say what he liked better-- Hunter’s mouth on his dick or Hunter’s hand stroking the two of them at once. The first had been so deliciously hot and wet, but he’d really worked at keeping himself still, while this time he could fuck into Hunter’s hand with abandon. At some point they’d been come wet enough to ease the friction, be it with sweat or cum or spit; he didn’t really know or care, but it felt so fucking good that he couldn’t stop himself. “Fuck, Hunter, I’m gonna--ah!” Sebastian cried out as his orgasm rolled through him, and he held tighter to Hunter, rutting against him as he rode it out.
Hunter wanted him to come like this multiple times before the night was up, it was so hot and it made him feel so weirdly accomplished that he was the one who had made Sebastian come, like it was some really cool trick not many people could do. Logically he knew it wasn't anything special but that didn't stop him from feeling like it was. He held his breath as Sebastian climaxed, watching his face intently as if to memorize the way he looked but he didn't last long either. "S'okay," he whispered, eyes clenched tightly shut as his own body rocked into another climax. It wasn't as strong as the first one but it felt so fucking good anyway, it made him lose sense of time and space as he shuddered on top of Sebastian.
Sebastian’s body was still wrapped in the tremors of orgasm when Hunter came, and he watched him with hazy, lust-filled eyes. He was so beautiful wrapped up in ecstacy and he didn’t want to forget it, even if he hoped to be reminded often. He wanted to take that with him, close his eyes at night, and pretend Hunter was there with him, just like this. In his room, in his bed, all of it. “You’re so beautiful,” he muttered softly as they both began to still, his breathing labored this time around, a light sheen of sweat on his body. He wasn’t sure when that had happened, but he supposed it was a good thing. He’d lasted long enough to work up a sweat.
Hunter was slowly catching his breath when Sebastian spoke, the words bringing a little grin to his face. Who didn't like to hear something like that? The way Sebastian said it made him believe it too and it was an amazing feeling. "So are you," he whispered as he ducked down to kiss him again, his heart hammering in his chest. They were going to need tissues - or a shower, probably. Everything was messy and sticky and if it was anything else than what it was, Hunter probably would have been grossed out by it. Cum was different though, it was hot, even as it cooled against his skin. "So that's two," he murmured against his lips before sitting up again. "You think you got more?" There was just a little challenge in his voice though it was mostly teasing. More orgasms or not, he wasn't anywhere near ready to stop yet.
Sebastian smiled, enjoying the complement. He’d been told he was attractive before, but it meant so much more coming from someone he wanted to find him attractive. He loosened his hold on Hunter and ran his fingers lightly up his thighs and onto his back, a soothing little motion till they were both breathing normally again. When Hunter sat up, his eyes dropped to the mess on his chest, and he hesitantly reached out to run his fingers through it. That should really be disgusting, but it so wasn’t. Hunter straddling his hips, cum on his skin, spent cock pressed up against him was another image added to the ever growing list of hottest things Sebastian had ever seen. “Positive,” he grinned. “You ever wanted to have sex in the shower?”
"Uh, yeah," Hunter said because duh, it was definitely one of the hotter things he'd thought about. It usually couldn't last all that long since the water went cold but so far they weren't exactly lasting long either. He glanced down at where Sebastian's fingers still lingered on his stomach. "Have you?" he asked, grabbing his hand to bring it up to his lips, licking the cum off his fingers. He wouldn't have dreamed he'd feel this confident with someone but Sebastian had already broken down so many barriers for them it came easy.
“Pretty much every time I’m in the shower,” Sebastian said with a little laugh that died away as he watched Hunter lick his fingers. If he wasn’t so recently spent, that would have made him hard in seconds. Instead, his cock just twitched and a little shudder rolled through him. “That is so fucking hot,” he breathed. He’d never thought it was hot in porn, but it was different here, now, with Hunter. Everything was different now that he had someone he wanted to share it with.
"We should shower," Hunter murmured, whether they had sex in there or not. He wondered if they should wait with the shower because they might just get messy again in a few minutes but then... Why not just take another shower? It was self indulgent and crazy but it wasn't like he allowed himself to be those things often and he'd had a really shitty last couple of weeks. "Give me a better idea of what you look like in the showers after a game," he added and couldn't help but laugh because it felt a little too vulnerable and dumb to admit he'd be thinking about him like that. He would be though, that much was pretty obvious whether he admitted to it or not.
Sebastian grinned and gave a little shake of his head, realizing that was the one place he purposely tried his best not to think of sex. “I am so glad you’re not in the locker room with me,” he laughed. “I’d be hard in seconds.” And everyone would know. At least that was a torture he wouldn’t have to endure. “Locker room sex fantasies are this weird mix of hot and terrifying.” Because it was really easy to make them up and see them get all steamy, but in reality he could envision getting caught in a way more compromising position than in the car.
"Yeah I was really careful to not be overtly gay in the locker room," Hunter agreed with a little snicker. He could only imagine that it was a lot scarier when it was with a bunch of footballers, all that alpha male bullshit going on. Swimmers and runners had been bad enough. "But maybe the scary is a little hot too. And if you get hard you just say you were thinking about boobs." He snickered again and hoped he wasn't ruining Sebastian's future locker experiences by putting thoughts in his head he really didn't need to deal with when surrounded by straight boys. "I wouldn't mind being alone in a locker room with you if there was like nobody else there, guaranteed."
“Oh yeah, totally, I’ll just throw out tits and pussy and hope they buy it,” Sebastian snickered, shaking his head. He’d heard way more about his friends’ sexual escapades than he’d ever wanted to, all in the locker room. “That’s different,” he said, biting his lip as he ran his hands up Hunter’s thighs. “There’s a lot we could get up to in the shower, up against the lockers, on the bench…” If he kept up that train of thought, it was going to be hard not to think of Hunter ever time he was in the locker room. “The scary’s definitely hot,” he agreed softly. “Kind of a rush, so long as nobody catches us.”
Hunter very nearly whimpered. It was hard to believe he'd just come twice because Sebastian's words seemed to make him all hot and bothered again as he pictured just what they could do in the shower, up against the lockers, on the bench... "You're making me wanna break into the gym," he murmured though it hardly came off as a complaint. It wasn't wholly accurate either since he was just as happy to do all those things right here. "You ready to hit the shower?"
“I’ll stay late one day,” Sebastian grinned, even if he doubted they’d actually do it. “Wish we had a swim team. Then I’d come catch you in your little speedo.” Good god, wouldn’t that be a sight. He could just imagine teasing him, his cock straining against the front of that little tiny swimsuit. Or trunks. Trunk would be hotter, in fact. He really wished they had a swim team, just so Sebastian could see Hunter in his “uniform”. “Yeah,” he nodded, voice beginning to grow thick with need again. “Let’s… let’s move this there.” Because if they didn’t, he suspected they’d have another round in the bed. Either way, they’d get a shower eventually. Or maybe several. They had all night.