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TITLE: Impetus Pt. 2 Drew’s bedroom continued the blue and green theme from downstairs. Emmett hesitated in the doorway, searching Drew’s eyes for even a hint of doubt. Not finding any he grinned and kissed Drew deeply. “I’ve missed you.” Drew pulled Emmett further into the room, already stripping off his shirt and dropping it on the floor. “Me too.” Drew’s hands reached immediately for his belt buckle only to be intercepted by Emmett. “Let me.” Emmett wanted to take some of the edge off things. Drew trusted him in a way he hadn’t trusted anyone else. He deserved to be rewarded. He unbuckled Drew’s belt, using the back of his hands to rub over Drew’s rock hard six pack. Drew’s hands started on the buttons of Emmett’s shirt. Emmett unzipped Drew’s pants and slid his hand inside. “Mmm. I missed all of you.” Drew pulled Emmett towards the bed. “Show me.” Emmett finished undressing Drew and pushed him back on the bed. “My pleasure. Course this could take a while – I’ve missed you a lot.” Drew propped himself up on his elbows to watch Emmett undress. “I’ve got no place to be.” “Glad to hear it.” Finally free of his clothes Emmett crawled up the bed from the foot until he was covering Drew and running his hands over Drew’s chest. He stilled briefly feeling overwhelmed with having all Drew’s incredible body to explore. The sound of Drew’s laughter brought Emmett’s gaze back up to his face. “What?” “You.” Drew brought his hand up to caress Emmett’s hip. “You just looked like a kid in candy store.” “I am. I really am.” Emmett grinned down at Drew and kissed him. But instead of letting Drew set the pace like he usually did, Emmett held Drew’s face between his hands. He kept the kisses soft and light enjoying the brush of their lips and the sneaky way Drew’s tongue slipped out to taste him. Finally Emmett pulled back and pressed Drew down onto the pillows before trailing his mouth over Drew’s jaw, down his throat. He stopped to lick at Drew’s Adam’s apple and suck a small love bite at his collar bone before moving down to his chest. He laved one dusky nipple with his tongue painting it until it was wet and peaked. Then Emmett used the edge of his teeth. That made Drew arch up into his mouth and Emmett smiled around the little nub of flesh. He alternated teeth and tongue on each of Drew’s nipples until Drew’s fingers dug into Emmett’s hair trying to urge him on. Emmett pulled back eliciting a protest from Drew. “Uh-uh.” Emmett caught each of Drew’s wrists and pressed them to the bed at his sides. “I’m playing.” “I’m going crazy.” “Good.” Emmett finally did move down, but Drew’s relief was short lived as Emmett’s agile tongue swirled around the rim of his belly button. Drew nearly curled in on himself at the ticklish too good touch. “I didn’t know you were such a tease.” He gasped out flexing his fists in the covers and fighting the urge to drag Emmett down to his aching cock. “That’s not teasing.” Emmett replied with a wicked grin before curling his tongue into a thin shaft and driving it into Drew’s belly button over and over again. “This is teasing.” “Fuck!” Drew nearly levitated off the bed. Emmett surged up and grabbed Drew by the back of the neck, hauling him into a hard kiss that left them both panting. “God you’re so fucking hot.” Emmett murmured against his lips. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.” He stroked Drew’s cheek. “I’m going to make you feel so good baby.” He rubbed his face against Drew’s almost purring in anticipation. “Trust me.” Drew nuzzled back against Emmett’s lips, relishing the comforting contact. “I do. I trust you.” He reached out a hand and dug into the nightstand and pressed condoms and lube into Emmett’s hand. He curled Emmett’s fingers around them and kissed him. “I trust you.” Moving down to settle on his stomach between Drew’s legs, Emmett rubbed his hands up and down the taut thighs that framed him. Everything about Drew was a feast. Lightly tanned skin with no lines, supple skin surrounding long and lean muscle. Everything about Drew was fit. But there were other things written on his body that spoke of something other than perfection. Scars from plays that didn’t work out the way they were meant to in the playbook, a pin in one knee a scar from a repaired ankle – signs of the toll football took on Drew’s body on a regular basis. Emmett embraced the flaws along with the perfection. He wanted all of Drew. The beautiful football God and the brash blowhard who drank too much beer and expected the world to fall at his feet; the hero and the man. Emmett wanted them both. He’d missed them both more than he’d realized. He allowed his hands and mouth to explore all of Drew’s body. Things that he hadn’t had a chance to explore in their past lovemaking like the way Drew’s feet were unbearably sensitive. Emmett could make him squirm by just dragging his finger across the sole of his foot or he could make Drew’s cock twitch on his belly just by sucking his toe. So many possibilities it was beginning to make Emmett’s head spin. But he never forgot what he was doing. What they were doing. Or most importantly what Drew was asking him to do. So he forced his wicked sense of humor to behave, filed Drew’s sensitive feet away for another time and worked his way back up Drew’s legs to his poor neglected cock. Emmett Honeycutt loved to suck cock. From the time he was 14 years old it was one of his favorite parts of sex. Every cock was different and they all had their appeal. But at the moment only one would do. The one he’d been seeing every time he closed his eyes. The one he thought about when he jerked himself off in the shower in the morning. Emmett pressed his lips to the head in a reverent kiss before lapping up the little drops of pre-cum with the tip of his tongue. He took his time, relishing each of Drew’s breathless pleas for ‘more’ and ‘now!’. He wasn’t interested in hurrying. He cupped Drew’s heavy balls in one hand while bringing his dick to his lips with the other. Emmett sucked noisily on the head before opening his mouth wider and taking Drew in further and further until his nose was buried in dark, musky scented curls. He focused on his breathing and with great concentration tightened and relaxed the muscles in his throat massaging Drew as best he could. “JESUS CHRIST! Emmett!” Drew panted and pushed himself up on his elbows to find Emmett looking up at him, eyes open, hair falling into his eyes and his mouth stuffed with cock. He looked so rapturous that Drew nearly came just from the look on his face. Emmett stroked Drew’s hip, keeping him pinned to the bed with nothing more than a light touch. He started a slow deep glide up and down on Drew’s dick. He took the time to suckle at the tip every time he pulled all the way off before plunging back down to the root. Then he released Drew’s scrotum and grabbing the lube squeezed out a generous amount onto his fingers. He rubbed his fingers together to take some of the chill off of it before rubbing just a bit around the tiny hole behind Drew’s balls. At the first touch of Emmett’s long fingers at his ass and the feel of his throat closing and opening around his dick, Drew thrust up and groaned his pleasure as he came down Emmett’s throat with no warning. Emmett choked a little bit but recovered and swallowed the rest. The hand on Drew’s hip gentled him as his body continued to spasm in the aftermath. When he finally pulled off with a kiss to the tip of Drew’s penis, Drew was already pulling him up for a kiss. That surprised Emmett. Drew had never been interested in tasting himself in Emmett’s mouth before. But as they kissed Drew’s tongue slipped out almost shyly and explored Emmett’s mouth, tasting what was left of himself mixed with Emmett’s own unique flavor. Emmett felt a strong wave of tenderness wash over him. Drew was giving himself over completely and only Emmett understood how honored he was to be there to receive Drew. Sex was common, desire easy, passion elusive but love and trust, they were the biggest turn on ever. “Let me touch you?” Emmett questioned when Drew finally released his mouth. When Drew nodded, Emmett slid his hand down Drew’s body. He wanted to stay close, he wanted to see Drew’s face. Simply put? He wanted everything. He brought his still slick fingers back to Drew’s hole. Just circling a first. When Drew stiffened a bit Emmett slowed even further. “Have you ever touched yourself? Here?” He gathered a bit more lube and pressed just the tip of his finger into the tight muscle. Drew shook his head. “No.” He admitted. “I just- I never did.” “Oh baby. You don’t know what you’ve been missing.” Emmett cooed with just a hint of affectionate laughter. “See there are all these nerves…” He stole a kiss from Drew’s parted lips. “On second thought. You’ll see.” He pressed in just a bit further, stroking Drew’s tense thighs. “Breathe in. Relax. I’m in no hurry.” Emmett whispered. “Come on baby. Open for me.” The next press of his finger and Drew pushed out, Emmett’s finger sliding in to the second knuckle. Drew let out a gasp and immediately stilled. “I know.” Emmett placed kisses over Drew’s face. “It feels so strange. But it’ll feel so good. It will. And you’ll finally be *really* gay.” He kept his voice light and teasing to keep Drew from focusing on the discomfort. “So I’ve just been kind of gay?” Drew asked around a gulp as Emmett began working his finger in and out. “Yep. And now that you’re really gay we can even teach you the secret handshake.” Emmett pushed his finger in and curved it forwards, his knuckle brushing over Drew’s prostate. Drew jerked and grabbed Emmett’s wrist. “Wha-?” Emmett did it again and Drew let out a soft whimper. “Oh shit.” “Pretty nice secret handshake hmm?” Emmett teased as he licked Drew’s throat. “Bet the team physicals will never be the same again.” He began to work in a second finger making sure to watch Drew for any signs of pain but he found none. He was so tight and Emmett was so ready to be inside him but he refused to rush. He refused to even consider rushing. This was Drew. And there would never be another time like this time. Every moan, every sigh, each involuntary arch of Drew’s body was etched in stone in Emmett’s mind. “Emmett.” Drew pushed down on Emmett’s fingers. His face turned into the pillows as he struggled to take a breath. Desire laced his words and desperation was written across his face. “I want you.” “You have me.” Emmett promised. He continued his careful strokes, preparing the way for himself. “Inside.” Drew turned to face Emmett again and opened his eyes. He locked onto Emmett’s face. “Fuck me.” Emmett nodded and slowly pulled his fingers out. “Are you absolutely sure?” He had to ask one more time. Drew grabbed Emmett by the back of the neck and hauled him close. “I’m absolutely sure that if you stop now I’ll kill you.” He ground out through clenched teeth. “Yes I’m sure.” “Okay then.” Emmett kissed Drew again as much to reassure himself as it was for Drew and slipped on a condom with shaking hands. He applied more lube both to Drew and to himself. “Remember to push out like you did before. It’ll burn but once I’m in it’ll feel so good.” Keeping his eyes on Drew’s face Emmett placed himself at Drew’s entrance and pushed in with a slow, steady thrust. He felt Drew tense up but kept on pushing past that first ring of muscle. Drew breathed in and pushed out and Emmett slid in the rest of the way. He let out a groan at finally being buried inside Drew’s hot, tight ass. “Oh fuck. Baby you feel so good.” Drew’s fingers dug into Emmett’s shoulders and he breathed out in rapid little pants. “Just- just a second. Gimme a second.” Emmett kissed his cheek and his neck, licking the sweat that trickled down his throat to gather at the clavicle. “Of course. It’s okay. The pain’ll fade. I promise.” He stroked his fingers through Drew’s hair soothingly. “It’s alright.” When Drew nodded, Emmett gave a little thrust and to his surprise Drew pushed back. They fell into a slow and easy rhythm. Until Drew began pushing down harder and faster. “Oh yessss….” Emmett hissed like a leaky balloon as Drew tightened his muscles around Emmett’s buried dick. In response Emmett changed the angle of his thrusts and scraped the head of his dick over Drew’s prostate. It went on and on until Emmett could feel the sweat rolling down his back and his grip on Drew’s thigh grew almost too slippery to hold on to. Then he looked down at Drew’s fuck-lost expression and wrapped his hand around Drew’s renewed erection. Emmett was much too close to the edge to hold out long. He wanted his release and he wanted Drew’s as well. As soon as Emmett began stroking him in combination with the relentless thrusts into his body, Drew let out sharp gasping noises and clutched Emmett to him tightly. Five or six strokes later he was coming hard all over Emmett’s hand. The muscles in Drew’s ass clamped down around Emmett keeping him from thrusting for several seconds and making him a prisoner of Drew’s body. It was such an incredible sensation in combination to Drew’s cries and his fingers digging into his shoulders. Emmett followed Drew into orgasm just minutes later. Emmett collapsed on top of Drew, unable to sustain his own weight. He started to pull out only to have Drew groan in protest. “I have to baby. But I’ll be right back.” Emmett pulled out as gently as possible and removed the condom. He also took a second to check Drew’s anus for any signs of tearing, relieved to find virtually no blood. He crawled back up the bed into Drew’s waiting arms and peppered his face and neck with kisses. Drew kissed him deeply and murmured in his ear. “Thank you.” He pulled back to look Emmett in the eyes. “Stay the night?” Emmett nodded without any hesitation. There was nowhere else to be as far as he was concerned. He stroked Drew’s heaving chest. “Happy birthday baby.” |
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