Pietro's #1 Crush

Pietro’s #1 Crush – Chapter 17
(See Chapter 1 for full disclaimer and legend)

Pietro could feel a hardness pressing into his hip and he smirked, a wicked idea coming to his mind. “I’m such a dirty boy,” he grinned, not comfortable with the sex talk but enjoying the reaction it got out of Lance. “Would you like to see how dirty I am?” he bit his lip seductively and eased himself to his knees, never breaking eye contact with the rock tumbler. Lance’s cock bobbed eagerly between his legs and Pietro reached out to grip it, feeling its pulse beneath the pads of his fingers. He thought to say more, but instead ran his hand along the hard length, going by feel alone as his gaze remained locked with those brown eyes that were closely watching him. The sight caused his own cock to twitch with desire as he saw the raw passion shining in those dark orbs. He wanted to dive right in and taste the flesh that he stroked in his hand. He wanted to hear the older boy’s voice call out for more and he wanted to feel the same power that Lance had held over him the previous night. He reached out with his free hand to hold the older mutant’s hip, leaning his head down to lap at the cock held gently in his other hand. He felt a tremor run through Lance’s body when he spread his tongue out along the tip, dipping into the tiny opening there before snaking further down the length. He fought back a chuckle and he opened his mouth to wrap his lips around the head, gently sucking as he slid it further inside his moist orifice. It was a strange sensation; to feel the pliant head of Lance’s cock rub along the roof of his mouth. He did his best to keep his teeth from scraping and instead ran his tongue along the sensitive underside, reveling in the sounds that Lance made as they shot straight to his own solid cock.

The music that Lance made as he moaned loudly only drove Pietro’s desire to please him further and he pushed the head to the back of his throat, wringing a gasp from between the older boy’s lips. He was unable to swallow any more of the engorged flesh and instead increased the suction while he bobbed his head along the length, a smile tightening his lips when he felt Lance bury a hand in his damp hair. The speed-demon repeated the action several more times, teasing the quivering flesh between his lips as the cool shower spray fell about their heated bodies. He released the manhood from his wet caress, instead stroking the slippery length with his hand and pulling it away from Lance’s quaking body, allowing his mouth access to the soft sac that hid beneath. He took a corner of it into his mouth, licking at the skin and teasing at it with his teeth as he continued to pump the erection in his hand. He released the skin from his mouth, lapping his tongue around each ball and sucking lightly as Lance quivered beneath his hands. He pulled his face back to look up into Lance’s closed eyes. He slowed the rhythm of his hand, watching as those beautiful, brown orbs to opened in question. “Let me hear you, Lance,” he purred, nuzzling the cock in his hands. "I want to hear how much you want this."

The response was instantaneous, as the hand that was buried in his hair tightened, a cross between a growl and a moan forced out past the older mutant’s lips. Pietro smirked, using both of his hands to hold Lance's hips while he again took the impressive length into his mouth. His fingers dug into Lance's hips and he snaked his tongue around to tease the sensitive head cradled between his lips. Lance bucked his hips and drove his cock further into Pietro’s willing mouth; the hand that was buried in downy hair did not loosen as Lance increased the force of his thrusts in time with his cries.

Pietro smirked as another idea hit him and he drove his fingers into Lance’s hips, causing the older boy to slow down. Lance shook with self-control as he stopped his thrusts, crying out in despair and pain. Pietro quickly wrapped his lips over his teeth and took the dripping member back into his mouth. He held Lance’s body steady as he began bobbing his head along the length. He started slowly at first, but Lance was so close that he tightened his muscles, quickly increasing his speed and burying his face into the bed of curls that lay at the base of Lance's cock. His powers let his mouth glide over the perfect length at inhuman speeds and he soon felt tremors begin to spread through his lovers body.

Lance’s prior moans of frustration erupted into mindless cries of lust. He gripped Pietro’s hair tightly, pulling him in to take the warm seed that shot from his pulsating cock. He let Lance guide his head as the older mutant finished grinding against Pietro's face, the last waves of his orgasm dissipating through his body.

Pietro let the softening cock slip from his mouth, turning his blue eyes to gaze into sated brown. He stood, wrapping his arms around Lance's larger frame and kissed his lover, letting the taste of cum mingle between them.

"That was fucking incredible," Lance breathed when, finally, their mouths parted. He rested heavily against the smaller body and Pietro reached down to turn off the shower. "Didn't you want..." Lance started but the speed-demon silenced him with another kiss.

"The water is getting too cold," he explained as he climbed out of the tub. "Let’s continue this somewhere more... comfortable?" his eyes hinted at the mischief he had planned, but Lance didn't seem to notice as he let Pietro dry him off and lead his naked body out to his bedroom.

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Pietro laid Lance on the bed, propping the pillows under his head and making him comfortable before walking over to draw the blinds and turn on the ceiling fan. "I don't want it to get too hot," he explained as he casually walked to his dresser, his erection visibly bobbing between his legs as he went. He opened a drawer and pulled a container out of one of the drawers before turning back to his lover.

"Pietro, what are you...?" Lance asked, lazily rolling his head against the pillows to watch.

"It's my turn," Pietro smirked, climbing onto the bed with Lance, spreading his lithe body out over the muscled form and letting the container fall to one side. He held Lance’s face, pressing a kiss against protesting lips before quickly trailing chaste kisses down his muscled form to the spent cock. The placid flesh rested against his navel, the faintest hint of life springing back into its impressive length. Pietro looked back up to questioning brown eyes before he quickly grabbed Lance's knees and pushed them up, giving him access to the rock tumbler's ass.

Lance sprang up from the bed, coming eye to eye with Pietro, fully defiant of what was being proposed. "No way," he said flatly. "I top you. We already proved his with your little competition you had before!" The blood was rushing to his cheeks, adding to the embarrassed expression in his eyes.

"Lance," Pietro started, in a sing-song tone while trying to work the argument in his favour. "It's only fare that you let me top this time. Besides, you're too spent to do anything about it." He emphasized his point by reaching down to play with the soft flesh that was becoming less so with every passing moment. "I'm all ready to go, and it’s only fair after I sucked you off in the shower. Didn't you think that was great? Imagine what I can do to your ass," he purred, trying to push the resisting brunette down onto the bed.

"I don't think so," Lance said, suddenly becoming more awake as he realized what was at stake. "Perhaps at some future time you'll get to fuck me in the ass, but right now? I get that privilege." Pietro opened his mouth to protest but was silenced by Lance's all-consuming kiss. The older boy was full of renewed life as he rolled Pietro onto his back, pinning him down with his weight and running eager hands along his willing body.

Pietro pushed at Lance, trying to regain his power but soon gave up as those skilled hands began rubbing and twisting his already hardened nipples. "Fine," he moaned as a warm mouth replaced the calloused fingers on his chest. "I'll let you do it, this time, Lance. Tell me how much you like fucking me. I want to hear it, ah!" Teeth grazed his skin before that moist mouth proceeded lower, skilled tongue snaking out to trail saliva along Pietro's quivering form.

"Your ass is so delicious," Lance purred, his hands gripping around to squeeze at the pert cheeks. "You’re so tight. I just can't wait to feel it squeeze the cum out of me, Pietro. I loose my mind a little more every time I fuck you." Pietro laid back, listening to Lance tell him what it was like, dimly aware of his legs being parted and his ass being lifted high into the air. His eyes flew open as he felt a moist tongue slide over his entrance, forcing its way inside him. Lance had pulled his ass into the air and was holding him at an awkward angle, his head, shoulders and upper back the only thing still on the bed. Pietro squirmed, trying to gain some purchase to drive himself further onto Lance’s mouth, but failing as his legs kicked about in the air. The older mutant was dipping his tongue inside the speed-demon; fucking his ass with his tongue and driving him insane.

Pietro cried out, writhing under that tongue that spread him open and left him deliciously vulnerable. He wanted to feel that tongue all over him and tried to spread his legs farther, resting his feet on Lance’s shoulders and reaching with trembling hands to part his ass farther. Lance was licking his entrance and teasing the length of his cock as it wept with pre-cum. "Oh, god, Lance! Do that aga-YES! Oh god, don't stop!" he threw his arm above his head, wantonly calling out Lance's name and saying anything he thought would make the other boy keep doing what he was doing. His muscles clamped down as he felt a finger being pushed inside him, whining as it stretched him. "God, Lance, hurry up! Fuck me, please!" Pietro had thrown away all thoughts and pretenses of being a smart-ass. He, who normally would die before begging, was moaning like a whore as he pleaded for Lance to fill him with his throbbing member. He needed it. His own ignored cock leaked pre-cum all over his navel as he writhed on those fingers. He vocally demanded more and made it clear that he would never forgive his lover if he didn't get what he wanted.

He gasped, surprised when Lance withdrew his fingers and set him down on the bed, reaching past him to grab at something beside him. "Don't you fucking stop!" Pietro moaned, sitting up to grab Lance's arm. "Lance Alvers, you fuck me right this instant or I'm going to show you what happens when you piss me off!"

Lance pushed the angry mutant back onto the bed. "Relax," he almost laughed. "I take it this is what you planned to use on me?" he asked, holding up the container that Pietro had forgotten about in his bliss. The speed-demon silently nodded and spread his legs again, letting Lance have access to his most hidden entrance.

The older boy quickly opened the container and spread a generous amount of lubricant on his hand before slathering it on his now-excited length. He coated his fingers once more and pushed them inside Pietro, coating the clenching entrance with a slick layer of lubricant.

Pietro watched as Lance tossed the container aside and quickly positioned himself at his entrance. He held his breath, willing his muscles to relax as he felt the head rest against his opening, demanding entry. He bit his lip, squeezing his eyes shut as he felt Lance begin to push inside him. It was wonderful yet painfully slow. For someone who had spent most of their life on the fast track, it was torture to feel every inch of Lance's cock slowly slide inside of him. He laid still until he felt the older boy stop moving and opened his eyes.

Lance was fully seated inside him and was looking down at him with a look of concern on his face. "Are you okay?" he asked, fear lining his words.

Pietro nodded, letting out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding as he felt Lance begin to move inside him. They were slow at first, rocking together before Pietro began moaning for Lance to hurry up. His own desire had been sparked in the shower and he quickly escaladed his cries in volume and demand as Lance quickened his pace. Their bodies slid together, slick with sweat and pre-cum. Senses heightened as their nerves were set on fire with the friction of Lance's cock buried deep within Pietro's willing entrance.

"OhLanceOhLanceOhLance," Pietro chanted in his high-speed mantra, his hands flung above his head in delicious abandon. The older boy panted against him, his hips sharply jerking against the pristine skin of Pietro's hips. Pietro was dimly aware of a hand having snaked between them to grip at his dripping cock, and he increased his cries. The calloused hand worked quickly against the sensitive flesh, bringing him to the pinnacle of his passion. Pietro cried out, screaming Lance’s name as the streams of cum were milked from his body. Flashes of white light shooting behind his vision and his body jerked against the hands that held him, its molecular structure speeding up in the grip of its release.

The muscle contractions around Lance's member sped up as well, drawing out near-painful gasps from the older boy as he thrust into the rapidly contracting heat. He cried out, an impassioned roar being wrenched from his lips as Pietro's body milked him dry.

~End Chapter 17~