Title: Strawberries and Chocolate Sauce
Series: Our Wicked Ways
Author: Aceetha/Dawn
E-Mail: shyspyke@toowicked.com
Disclaimer: This is pure fiction. Nothing in this story happened. I don't know the BSB's. If I did I wouldn't be sitting here writing this alright.
I look at myself in the mirror, and I can’t help but smile. It’s happening. It’s really happening.I know this because I’ve pinched myself about a hundred times already. I also slapped myself, hope that red mark goes away fast.
I know I was taking a chance kissing him, and I guess all I was hoping for was that he didn’t freak completely. I never imagined that he would kiss me back, or that he would invite me to his room.
OK, so I’ve been invited to his room many times, but not THIS kind of invitation, if you know what I mean, and judging by your grin, you do.
I can hear him moving about out there, cleaning up I guess. Kevin left he room five minutes ago, and I had to go to the bathroom. Actually I wanted to make sure I looked good, but he bought the bathroom excuse so....
I run my hand through my hair, and give myslf the lookover. OK, so I'm not wearing nice clothes, baggy sweat pants and a t-shirt actually. And Brian's boxers. I can't believe I'm actually wearing them. It doesn't feel weird or anything, it feels good. I mean, they're Brian's you know.
"Nick, what's taking you so long. What, you gotta build the damn thing first, cuz I seem to remember it being there already"
Brian's yelling at me, and swearing. And God damnit I just can't help but laugh.
*****
Not only is he taking forever in the bathroom, but now he's laughing at me. Well laugh all you want Carter, I'm gonna get you.
I look over at the table. Yep, everything is there. I couldn't find any lube. OK, so I never actually bought lube, it's not like I needed it before. So the chocolate sauce I got with the strawberries I ordered should do the trick.
My eyes look over in the mirror by the door. I'm wearing sweat pants, and a shirt. And Nick's boxer. Though by the end of tonight I'm planning on wearing more than his boxer, if you get what I mean. Oh, I wanna be wearing his ass. And I'll tell you all about it.
*****
He's looking at himself in the mirror. I don't know why, cuz he looks great, but I like it. It gives me time to check out his lovely backside. Oh but I wanna have that. And if everything goes as I planned, in the bathroom, I will.
I jump as I feel a hand trail my cheekbone.
WHERE DID HE COME FROM??
I still don't get how he can do that, walking over to me without me noticing, loosing clothes without me noticing, kissing me without....ok, so I'm noticing the kissing part.
Wondering what I'm rambling about. I'll tell ya.
Right now, Brian is kissing me, and his shirt is on the floor in front of me.
My turn.
I grab him by the waist and pull him close, rubbing my erection against his stomach, and I can feel his on my tigh. I gently lick his lips, deepening the kiss and playing with his tongue. His hands come around on my back, and I lift my hands as he pulls my t-shirt over my head.
A low moan escapes my mouth as we have to end the kiss, but as my t-shirt falls to the floor I kiss him again, more deeply and hungry this time. My hands reach down and starts to undo his pants, only they are no longer there.
Damn that man.
The good thing is, it seems like he managed to remove mine as well.
I break the kiss and grin at him as I gently push down the boxers that he's wearing, my boxers. He grins back at me, and rubs his nose against mine as he removes my, his, boxers as well. I take a few steps forward, leading him in the direction of the couch. Nearest thing one can lie one.
My hands travel down and rub his ass gently, as I kiss him again. I don't wanna stop, but there are other things to do now. I break the kiss, and gently push, him down on the couch. Our eyes lock, and I can see the lust in his eyes. He knows what I wanna do, and he wants me to do it.
His eyes travel to the table, and I follow them. He's been a busy boy. Getting everything needed to make this a night to remember.
Chocolate sauce and strawberries. Strawberries are to eat, but the sauce has more than one purpose. I lean over to the table and grab it.
Let the fun begin.
*****
I see Nick grab the chocolate sauce from the table, and can't help but grin. He turns my way again, and our eyes lock. He leans down and kisses me softly.
"Do you want this to happen Bri?"
"Yes Nick. I do. NOW GET ON WITH IT!"
OK, I admit it, I'm not a very patient man. I know what I want, and I want it now. I want him, in me. And then I wanna be in him of course.
He laughs at my enthusiasm and I just have to do it. I lift my head and lick his left nipple.
"Oh Briaaan" he moans. Yep, I guess I did something right there.
"Get on with it" I say with a low voice, as I lick again. He leans down and kiss my neck as he unscrews the bottle. I am about to turn over on my stomach, I mean that's the way you do it right, but he stops me.
"I know about a better way" he says, and gets up on his knees. He grabs one of the pillows I threw on the floor and lifts my legs up. Then he puts the pillow under my lower back, lifting my hips from the couch.
"This way I can look into your eyes" he says.
"And you can kiss me" I add.
"That too"
I can see him leaning down, and I jump up a little as I can feel a finger at my hole. He moves it around in a circular motion, smearing chocolate sauce around my hole. Then he enters with one chocolate covered finger.
"OhMyGodNIIIICK" I moan loudly. The feeling is burning, hurting, and good. It feels like he is about to rip me apart. But I love the sensation he is giving me.
"Relax Bri"
His voice is low and husky, and I didn't think Nick had that kind of...of secuctive voice. And by God it's turning me on even more. I do as he says, and soon I can feel him entering with another finger. This time I relax sooner, and he starts to gently move his finger around.
"Ohhhhh" I cry out.
He just hit my prostate, and if I hadn't been holding back I would have come there and then.
"Fuck me NOOOW" I close to scream. I can't wait any longer.
He looks at me and smirks.
"Like what I'm doing?"
"Yes. Now FUCK ME"
A low moan escapes my mouth as his two fingers are removed from my asshole. I can see Nick moving his hand around, probably smearing sauce on his cock. Then I can feel it at my entrance.
"Do it Nick"
"It'll hurt, I'll go slow. Be brave"
I bite my teeth together. The pain, it hurts so bad as he slowly glides into me.
"Faster"
I need the pain to go away. He does as I say, and I bite down so hard my tongue starts to bleed. Oh well.
I can feel his balls at my opening, he's fully in me now. I relax, and the pain leads the way for pleasure. Nick slowly moves out, before slamming into me, hitting my prostate.
"Oh my God Nick.It..oh..feels..soooo.good..oh..more..faster"
Nick leans down and kiss me gently as he moves out and in one more time. Again I moan. I start to move my hips, making it feel even better. We make up a rhythm, and I kiss him back, opening my mouth and licking his lips.
"You're bleeding" he says, looking concerned for a second.
"It's nothing" I say as I kiss him again, more passionate. He kisses me back as he slams hard into me again.
I can feel the friction against my own cock as he moves on top of me, fucking me for all he's worth. And I love the feeling. I want this to go on forever.
He's moving very fast now, slamming into me. He kisses me hard and comes, staring into my eyes. I could drown in those blue eyes, they are just..perfect.
"Ohhh God BRIIIIAN" he says, falling down on top of me. I didn't come, but I didn't want to. Now, it's my turn to have some fun.
*****
Nick starts to get up off me, but I hold him down, bringing him in for a kiss. Then I push the table and roll us over. We land on the floor.
"Oush" Nick says. He got me on top of him, but somehow I don't think he cares.
I lean over to the table and grabs the Chocolate Sauce he left there. Then I look back at him and smile.
"Wanna have some fun?" I ask innocently. He stares at me.
"Teasin', no fair"
OK, so I guess he's loosing the ability to form complete sentences, and why do I even care? I should be busy fucking him by now. Time to get on with it.
"You'll live" I grin at him, and lean down to kiss him as I unscrew the bottle. Why he even bothered to put the cap back on is beyond me.
"Just do it pleeease"
Oh yess, I got him to beg. If I could only keep this going, it's a fun game.
"Hey!" That was me screaming by the way. Nick just decided to stroke the underside of my erect cock. And now I can't wait to get into him, which could be why I'm already putting sauce on my fingers.
"It'll hurt a bit, and it feels strange" I say to him.
"Do it"
How can I not obey!
*****
Oh my God, the feeling is amazing. I can understand what Brian meant about the pain, but the feeling,, it's beyond anything I have ever felt before.
"More" I beg. I need this.
I tense for a second as a second finger is inserted into me, but then I relax, and the tension evolves into pleasure. Pure pleasure, and I'm loving every second of it.
"No...mooore" I moan, and he removes his fingers.
He's listening, for seconds later I can feel his cock at my enreance.
"Relax. Remember what you said to me. It will hurt, keep your tongue out of the way. I don't want you to bite it off. Now, just relax and....."
"Ohhhhhhh"
Damn that man. Littrell used the talking to relax me and pushed into me without me knowing it. He also moved fast. And it hurt like hell, and yes, I BIT my TONGUE.
"Relax"
"Trying" I reply between my teeth. It does hurt, but it also feels like heaven. I relax more, and he moves in and out for the first time. I feel a wave of pleasure running over me, and I'm guessing he hit my prostate.
"GOD Brian, HARDER"
I need him to move faster and harder, I need to feel more pleasure. He obeys, and soon it's like I'm always on the pleasure high. My cock is hard again, and Brian has moved one of his hands over to it, gently fucking me with it.
I move one of my own hands down, and help him out. He looks at me, and thrusts hard into me again.
"Oh God" I say, and lean up to claim his mouth in a passionate kiss.
"I told you not to bite your tongue" he says jokingly.
"Sorry" I say, and give him my puppy eyes. He can never resist them.
"OHMYGOOOOOOOOOD"
Yep, that was me screaming. Brian just slammed into me so hard, massacaring my prostate and sending me into the seventh heaven. I don't ever wanna come back.
"HOLYCRAPBRIIIAN"
I come hard in our hands as he slams into me again. One more time and he comes as well, cumming inside me over and over again.
*****
I move off Nick and lay down next to him on the floor.
"That was.."
"Amazing" he says, turning over on his side, looking at me.
"Brian?"
"Yeah?" I say, looking up and into his eyes.
"I...I...We should clean up here" he says, getting up fast.
I know there is something he wants to tell me, but he's being Nick. Usually he has a hard time talking about serious stuff. And he is right, we should clean up.
"We should" I say and get up after him, bringing my boxers with me.
"You wanna wear mine again?" I ask and look at him. His eyes gleam up.
"Can I?"
"Yes Love, you can" I reply.
For a second there I can see something in his eyes, but I have no idea what.
He grabs them and puts them on, and I find his and do the same.
*****
I sit down on the couch, smiling when I think about what we just did on it. The room looks like..well...like we didn't just have sex in it. Brian is sitting next to me, and the table it back where it was.
Oh, the table. Strawberries.
"Lets eat" I say, pointing at them.
"Let's"
I grab a strawberrie and eat it, looking at Brian. His hair is a mess, and I can't help myself, I've gotta run my hand through it. He looks at me and smiles, leaning over to kiss me.
"What was it you wanted to tell me?"
I look at him. Hey, I might as well tell him. It's not like I think he's gonna care, it's just that, I don't know if he ...oh...I should stop this brooding and tell him.
"Brian, here's the thing..I..I think...I know...that I..."
A knock on the door interupts me, and I start to get up.
"I'll get it" Brian says, and walks over to the door, opening it.
*****
Damn whoever it is that is at the door. Nick was just aobut to tell me something.
I walk over to the door and open it.
Of course, it had to be. I mean, who else could it be?
"Hello Kevin"
"Brian, you still here? Nick here? Can I come in?" he says, as he walks into the room.
Typical Kevin. Asking many questions and giving you no time to answer before he enters.
"Come on in" I say, and close the door, walking back and sitting down on the couch.
"Strawberries and Chocolate Sauce?" he says looking at the two of us.
"Snacs" I say.
"The chocolate bottle is almost empty" he adds, holding up the bottle. I have to look away so he won't see me holding back my giggle. Oh Kev, if you only knew what that had just been used for.
"Sugar High" I say, pointing at Nick.
"I see" Kevin says with a smile. I take the bottle from him and get up from the couch to do..whatever. Kevin is staring at the two of us like we were test bunnies. I don't like it. Nick...well..he's eating all the strawberries. Note to self: Kick his butt for that.
"You guys look, gleaming. Hey, if I didn't know better I'd say you just had sex"
"Gromph"
Wondering about the noise??
It's just Nick choking on a strawberry.