Sappy little bastard

Simon kissed him, electric sparks seeming to dance off his lips. Oliver melted into his lover’s arms utterly submitting to the flurry of kisses. Oliver laughed, answering Simon’s curious look “falling for the first boy I hooked up with and asking him out. Jesus Si, how fucking vanilla is that.”

Simon chuckled “Ollie, darling Ollie once you try real champagne it’s hard to lower yourself back down to gas station bubbly. And if you’re worried about not having room to explore this newfound slutty streak with other men, who says we’d have to? We already fucked our coworkers together, who’s to say we can’t use the Madhouse as our personal hunting grounds?”

Oliver grinned, slipping from Simon’s embrace to sink to his knees and undo his pants. He looked up at his smiling boyfriend and kissed his cock.

Boyfriend, well who the fuck saw that coming Oliver thought to himself.

Taking the chance to tease Simon, Oliver licked his partners cock in long slow movements. Peering up at Simon Oliver whispered, “so like Si, you wanna date me?” popping the tip of Simon’s dick in his mouth. The response came quickly “So keen on the labels there Ollie darling?” Oliver knew there was only one way to win this game. Sinking his head down Simon’s long shaft and pulling back up Oliver whispered again “If we were dating you could have this every night Si” jerking Simon off with one hand he lavished more kisses and nibbles on the diamond hard cock. “But if you don’t want labels then I guessssss we could keep it casual…” punctuating the sentence by diving back down to the base of Simon’s cock Oliver knew he was winning. Simon groaned and broke “Fine! Your magic cocksucking wins Ollie, it’s not fair you know.”

Oliver dislodged the dick from his throat “I want to hear you say it Si, and then you can fuck me in a bed for once.” Pulling Oliver to his feet Simon kissed him deeply “I want to date you Oliver, I want to flirt with you every day and fuck you into a moaning puddle, I want to tease you in the backroom of the bar and then tag team slutty bar flies till the sun comes up. I want you to be my boyfriend.”

Oliver kissed Simon again, stripping out of his clothes and dragging Simon through the open door of his bedroom. Groping and stroking each other, the men were a whirlwind of passionate kisses. From the bedside table Simon produced lube and two silicon cock rings. They took turns slicking the others rod with spit to slide the toys down to the roots of their cocks, clicking the little buzzers.

Lying flat on his back Oliver shuddered in anticipation as Simon fingered his ass with lube-soaked digits. Staring into Si’s beautiful eyes, Oliver’s mouth formed an “o” as the buzzing cock slowly entered him. After the last week of adventures, Ollie’s ass easily accepted the cock penetrating him. The tight ring of his hole gripping Si’s shaft as the two men groaned in unison.

“Ollie ah darling Ollie unf I never in my wildest ah dreams oh!-“ Oliver’s legs had wrapped around Simon’s back to ram him in deeper. Oliver bit his lip and rolled his hips up to feel Si even deeper inside him “Si you mmmm gotta ah dream bigger- oh fuck you feel so fucking good Si I want you to oooo I want you to fuck me so hard Si please.” The buzzing rings felt magical, both on his own leaking shaft and on Simon’s inside him. Simon leaned forward to kiss Oliver as he languidly thrust into him, cradling Ollie’s head lovingly. Oliver gripped the back of Simon’s head to kiss him even deeper, moaning into his partner’s mouth from the pleasure rippling across his body.

Oliver dropped a hand down to rub the tip of his cock, breaking the kiss the arch his neck back. Simon leaned back up and grabbed Oliver’s thighs, slinging the man’s legs over his shoulder “Ollie you are fucking perfect, every beautiful inch of you” Simon said softly, finally beginning to pick up the pace. The vibration from the cock rings was driving them mad, and Simon’s thrusts grew more and more erratic as he speared Oliver over and over.

“OH UNFFFFUCK SI SIMON YES I’M” Oliver couldn’t even finish the sentence before he erupted, rope after rope of cum shooting from his overstimulated cock, his prostate shuddering and spasming. A strand hit Simon in the cheek, another on his chest- the rest either went up Oliver’s own torso or pooled around his crotch. Simon wasn’t far behind him, slipping out of Oliver’s ass as carefully as time allowed, he sprawled on top of Oliver’s cum drenched chest to kiss his lover as he furiously stroked his own cock, his own massive load mixing with Oliver’s as they kissed. Their bodies entwined, cum slathering both of their chests Simon nibbled Oliver’s neck, lapping up an errant drop of cum. In return, Oliver licked his own cum from Si’s cheek, loving the feel of the man atop him. Simon snuck a hand down to slide the rings off their cocks to throw them aside.

“Simon?”, “Yes Ollie?”, Oliver gripped Simon in a tight hug “Not to be all sappy Si, but I’m really glad you feel the same way. Plus, fucking you has been the absolute best sex of my life.”

Simon chuckled, feathering a series of kisses on Oliver’s face “Darling Ollie, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”