Saturday Night Fun With Movies

Summary: Another Billy wants Joel, their cuddling
starts out innocent but then gets spicy!
Rated NC-17
Dated December 6, 2002


Saturday Night Fun With Movies

“Come on baby,” Billy smiled as he held out his arms to Joel. Joel smiled back and sat in Billy’s lap in the oversized armchair, near the back of the room. “What movie are we watchin?” he asked.

Benji walked by, flipping off the light, “The newest Star Wars. Have you seen it?”

Billy shakes his head no and smiles as Joel got comfortable.

“Are you cold?” Billy asked tugging lightly on the bottom of Joel’s sweatshirt, his pajama pants hanging low under it.

“Yeah, that rain soaked me all the way through,” Joel nodded.

“Well, take it off and grab the blanket.” Billy grinned and added, “We’ll cuddle, I’ll make ya warm.”

Joel grinned and slipped his sweatshirt off, grabbing the blanket from the back of the couch. He settled back in Billy’s lap throwing the blanket over the two of them. “Ahh, much better,” Joel sighed as Billy’s arms found their way around him.

The movie started, the sound system loud and Billy’s fingers lightly circling Joel’s hip under his t-shirt. Benji and Paul were sitting on the couch in front of the two lovers. They couldn’t see Billy and Joel cuddling unless they turned around.

After about 20 minutes, Billy decided to have some fun. He traced his hand across Joel’s stomach touching the skin lightly. Joel smiled and exhaled happily, turning his head to kiss Billy.

Billy ran his tongue lightly over Joel’s lips and sucked on his luscious tongue. He trailed his hands over Joel’s sides, beneath his shirt and playfully up his chest. All their movements hidden beneath the blanket.

Joel broke from the kiss out of breath and faced forward once again, leaning back on Billy’s warm chest. Billy’s mouth went to his neck, a kiss and his hands once again roaming over his stomach.

Billy’s hands run up and down Joel’s sides as he whispers, “God…what I want to do to you right now…”

“Billy, watch the movie…” Joel giggles.

“MMM, just fuck you all night…ram my hard cock into you…” Billy’s voice smooth and his hands running lightly over Joel’s stomach and sides, “making you scream…I love to hear you scream my name…that pretty little voice of yours”

“I’d suck you off too…take you all the way in…”

“Billy…the movie…the guys…” Joel shivers- more in arousal than coldness now.

“my tongue running up and down your shaft…making you moan…licking the precum off your tip…my piercing against your warm skin…”

Joel sighs as Billy continues the dirty talk, “sucking your cock…so hard…mmm you taste so good…so sweet”

Billy’s breath is hot against Joel’s neck, giving him goosebumps. Billy’s hand creeping down beneath Joel’s pajama pants. He grabs his cock and Joel gasps sharply. “shhhh…baby…” Billy coos.

Billy’s thumb travels up the underside of Joel’s cock, his movements incredibly slow and fluid. Joel relaxes more onto Billy’s chest, the other man’s hand working his dick. Billy twists his hand around then runs his smooth palm over Joel’s tip.

“ahh,” Joel half moans half gasps, his voice quiet.

“shh,” Billy replies with a brush of his calloused fingertips over the tip and up to the base.

Joel is hard and his hips writhing slowly under Billy’s teasing touch. Billy grips his cock a little harder, jerking his hand up and down Joel’s length. Billy smoothes, “you’re so hard…” Joel moves his hand up to rest on the back of Billy’s neck, his head resting against Billy’s shoulder, breathing ragged and gasping.

Billy whispers, “I wanna be inside of you…fucking you…”

“Not here…” Joel breathes.

“Yes…here,” Billy says removing his hand and reaching in his pocket pulling out the massage oil that is usually kept in the bedside table. He shows it to Joel, his eyes go wide. “I want you so bad…let me fuck you…”

“Yes,” Joel whispers and Billy’s hands go immediately to his own plaid flannel pants, sliding them down just enough, not all the way off. He grips Joel’s hips again and slides Joel’s cloud and flying pig covered pajama pants down to his thighs.

Billy opens the bottle and spreads the oil on his rampant erection, watching Joel breathing hard from behind. He hears Benji say something about the special effects in the movie, Paul agreeing.

Billy wraps his arm around Joel’s midsection, “shhhh….just breathe baby…” he whispers lifting him up. Joel grips onto the cushion as he feels Billy push in.

Joel breathes and struggles to keep from crying out in pleasure, as Billy slowly lowers him onto his hard cock.

He can feel every inch of Billy inside him as he breathes and settles against Billy. Joel closes his eyes and runs his fingers through Billy’s hair. He listens to Billy’s deep breaths near his ear as he kisses down his neck nipping at the warm skin.

Joel can barely take it now, he moves up and forward then slides back down, hearing Billy’s breath go out upon his action. He repeats, but this time aided by Billy’s hands at his hips, pulling him back. Every movement becomes deeper, harder.

Joel braces his feet on the footrest, his fingers gripping the armrests. Billy grinds up into him. And Joel wants nothing more than to push back with all his strength. He griped his hold harder and pushed himself back down.

Billy’s eyes snap to the backs of Benji and Paul’s heads, their eyes focused on the TV. He prays that they don’t turn around, and smiles as Joel grinds down into him. The risk increasing the reward.

Billy lets out a breath and grinds harder up as Joel grinds down. He bites his lip and rides Billy’s cock- pushing down as hard as he possibly can, his hips moving back and forth. His shoulders and biceps flexing, burning, from gripping the chair so tight. Grinding Billy hard into the soft upholstered chair beneath them.

Billy grips his hips, pulling Joel into him every time he moves back- pressing their bodies together. Joel squeaks in pleasure and Billy’s hand instantly slaps over his mouth- preventing any noise.

Joel arches his back, throwing his head onto Billy’s shoulder. His hips now moving in short circles, still grinding down. His fingers gripping at the stressing chair, his arms trembling.

Billy’s breathing controlled and slow on Joel’s neck as he reaches down, taking Joel’s dick into his palm. Joel’s movements hard and slow. Billy’s hand on his mouth keeping in unscreamed moans.

Joel is there and his body tenses, Billy’s grip never faulting. Keeping him in place. Joel trembles, his body shaking and every muscles straining, pushing hard against Billy’s body.

Billy groans softly, holding off on the pending orgasm. Joel clamps his muscles around Billy’s throbbing dick. He grits his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut and pushing his forehead into the area where Joel’s shoulder and neck meet.

He comes deep in Joel, silently, only letting a small breath out as he’s been holding it in.

Joel pants quietly as Billy’s grip loosens but he still holds on. He can feel Billy’s breath heavy and rapid on his sweaty back, the t-shirt now clinging to his skin.

He turns and smiles at Billy, beads of sweat along their hairline. Billy lifts him up one last time, pulling out of him. They pull their pajamas back up and Joel settles back onto his chest. They quietly breathe, savoring the heat under the blanket covering their lower bodies.

Billy’s arms are locked around Joel, holding him close.

Paul turns around and smiles, “What do you think of the movie so far?”

Billy nods rapidly, “Fucking amazing. Everything is just so tight.” He smiles and Joel throws in a “yeah, really exciting.”

Paul nodded, “I knew you’d like it.” He turned back around, had he a minute ago, he would have discovered the two.

They watch the rest of the movie in silence, hiding their smiles and their secret tryst.


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