FanFicsAndJunk

  It won’t be that bad…

Right?

Kevin’s head was still a bit foggy.  He could feel Jazz tugging his pants off and tossing them aside to join their shirts on the floor

Jazz kissed down Kevin’s muscular torso, stopping at his hip to scrape his teeth against it causing the red head to cry out in pleasure.  He smirked up at him, blue eyes piercing the other like lightning, and then proceeded to lick and suck at the hip, leaving a particularly large dark mark in his wake.  Kevin never thought that Jazz would be this much of a tease. Especially when he slowly kissed over his groin, lightly brushing his lips past his length, then began to abuse the other hip.

“God damn it Jazz.”  Kevin groaned bucking his hips upward.

“Hmmm? What is it Kev?”  The blond over him said as he licked along the abused hip.

“Don’t be such a damn te-“ His complaint turned into a particularly loud moan he wasn’t quite expecting as Jazz took his length into his mouth all the way down until his nose was buried in the thick red curls at the base.  He hummed around the thick length in his mouth and inhaled deeply, taking in the scent that was purely Kevin, before he began to bob his head, swirling his tongue around the head every now and then.  Rough hands gripped his thick blond curls and Kevin tried to control Jazz’s pace.  He bucked up a few times before the soccer player gripped his hips with his large strong hands, effectively pinning his hips to the bed.  The red head’s breaths were coming faster as he felt a familiar warmth begin to coil in his lower belly. 

“Ah- fuck, Jazz if you keep doin that I’m gonna-“  He took the hint and pulled his mouth off the red head’s cock with an obscene pop.  Kevin was beginning to feel himself sober up.

“Lube?” He asked licking his lips looking down hungrily at the panting red head.

“Night stand, top drawer.” Kevin said pointing in that direction.

Jazz stood up, suddenly realizing how uncomfortable his jeans had gotten. He walked over to the night stand to retrieve the half used tube of lube.  Tossing it onto the bed, he brought his hand to the hem of his pants and unfastened them, letting them fall to the floor along with his boxers. 

Kevin felt himself physically tense when he saw his size.  Shit that’s gonna hurt.  That’s gotta be at least 8 inches. And the fucking GIRTH on this guy…  He gulped and looked up at Jazz’s face, which was surprisingly red.  The blond scratched the back of his neck.

“Ah sorry, I know I’m kinda big.”  He got back on the bed and leaned over Kevin once again.  He bit his lip and looked back at the football jock under him.  “Are you sure you wanna do this?  I can be kinda rough for a first time.”

Kevin bit his lip, taking a second to think it over again.  When he agreed earlier he had been pretty drunk, but now that he was almost sober from their activities, did he still wanna go through with it?  He gulped, looking at the blonde’s impressive length again.  Don’t pussy out Kev. You can handle this.  Finally he nodded.

“Yeah I’m sure.”  He leaned up and kissed the blond roughly, trying to distract himself from thinking about it.  Jazz kissed him back letting out a surprised grunt when Kevin pulled his hips down to meet his own.  Jazz leaned back looking at Kevin, eyes hooded. 

“I’m gonna start preppin you now ‘kay?” The red head gulped but nodded.  He watched in anticipation as Jazz took the tube of lube and coated his fingers.  He kept his focus on Jazz’s eyes as he felt the blond lower his hand to his entrance.

“Aight, here goes finger number one.”  Jazz said as he slowly circled his middle finger around the puckered muscle.  Kevin tensed up when he felt the digit enter him slowly until this entire finger was sheathed I him.  He heard the soccer player grunt.

“Woah Kev calm down.  You’ve got a death grip on my finger rite now.”  Kevin took a deep breath and tried to calm down. 

“S-sorry man.  I’m just a little nervous.”  Jazz frowned, but leaned forward and kissed him, this time it was gentle and slow.  It relaxed him enough that the blond was able to start pumping his finger in and out slowly.  Kev felt the teen above him chuckle as he pulled back slightly, but not so much that their lips weren’t touching anymore. 

“Much better.  Just stay calm okay?  I’ll take good care of ya, don’t worry.”  He kissed him lightly and then began to kiss along his chest, taking each nipple into his mouth a few seconds each.  He began twisting his finger slightly. Kevin’s breath began to pick up again, this time from pleasure rather than panic. Fuck, this actually feels pretty good.

“’M gonna put in the next finger okay?” Jazz said looking at the red head for approval.

“Just fuckin do it man.  If you givin me the play by play ‘m gonna freak out and tense up like before.”  He said, getting a little impatient, even though he knew if Jazz didn’t take his time he’d be in for a world of pain. 

“Aight man, whatever you want.” He said before plunging his index finger in to join his middle.  The football jock grunted at the new discomfort.  This isn’t so bad.  Stings a bit, but- Jazz thrust his fingers up, finding the spot he had been looking for, drawing a surprised moan from the teen under him.

“There it is.”  He smirked at the red head’s surprise as he continued to press against his prostate.

“F-Fuck man.” Kevin wined as he began to grind down on the other’s fingers.

“Feels good doesn’t it.” He stated more than asked, licking up Kevin’s sternum.

“Y-Yeah.” He arched off the bed, and he would have barely noticed Jazz adding another finger, if it weren’t for the pain.  He sucked in through his teeth his teeth harshly.  “Fuuucck that one stung a little.”

“I know man I’m sorry.”  He kissed down along the line of thin red hairs leading down from his belly button to his cock, which he licked along slowly, relaxing the red head once again.  “Just bear with it for a bit ‘kay?  It’ll get better.”  He kissed Kevin’s swollen pink head, making him groan. “I promise.”

“Aight man,” he panted “If you say so.”  Jazz chuckled at that and took the length in front of him into his mouth again, bobbing his head slowly along with the pace of his thrusting fingers. Once he felt the red head relax around his fingers again he added a fourth finger, just to make sure he’d be prepared for him.  He felt him tense up again and kept his fingers still while he continued to suck on his length, letting the red head get used to the new addition.  Once he felt him relax he began pumping again, and once he had him moaning, he pulled all his fingers out, much to Kevin’s displeasure.  Jazz chuckled.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be in you soon enough.” He said as he spread some lube on his length.  Kevin gulped as he watched.  Jazz noticed and stopped. 

“We can still stop if you’re having second thoughts.  I won’t be mad or anything.” He shook his head.

“Nah man, I wouldn’t do that to you.  I’m good, just… nervous.” He offered and weak half smile.

Jazz chuckled and lined himself up with Kevin’s entrance as he settled in between his lean legs.  “Don’t be.  I stretched you pretty well.  Just relax okay?” He looked Kevin in the eyes when he said that, waiting for him to respond.  Kevin gulped and nodded. 

“Aight, here we go.”  The soccer player pressed his swollen head to Kevin’s entrance.  He looked to Kevin again to make sure, once he saw him nod; he began to press in slowly.  The red head threw his head back and groaned loudly.  The blond paused once he got the head in, panting from the effort of restraining himself.

Kevin was breathing hard and gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles were white.  “O-Okay. Th-that hurt.”

“You gotta calm down Kev, or this is gonna hurt more than it has to.”  He said taking the red head’s length into his hand and pumping it.  The teen under him moaned. Jazz started to push in a little more and this time he was rewarded with a moan, but he paused again, not wanting to overwhelm him with his entire length.

Kevin, however, had other plans.  This was a new feeling.  A new good feeling that Kevin had never experienced.  And fuck did he want more.  He felt heat rush over him in waves as he tried to control his breath.  Shit this feels good. Why the hell is he moving so slow? Fuck I can’t take it anymore!

Suddenly Kevin wrapped his legs around the blonde’s slender hips and pulled him close, making him slam in to the hilt.  Kevin felt a jolt of pain.

“Fuuuuccckkk”  They both groaned, each for different reasons. 

“Okay,” Kevin panted. “That wasn’t, my best idea.”  It was taking all of Jazz’s effort to not start pounding the red head’s ass as hard as he could.

“Fu- No, no it wasn’t.”  Jazz panted.  “Kev damn it you feel so fucking good.”  He groaned pressing his forehead to the football jock’s chest.  But he didn’t start moving.  He waited patiently, trying to focus on something other than the tight heat around his cock.  The room was silent other than their heavy breathing.  After what felt like ages, he felt Kevin relax a little around him.  He let out a surprised moan when he felt the teen under him grind down slightly.

“Please tell me I can move now.”  He groaned lifting up onto his elbows and looking at the red head’s face. 

“Yeah man, please.  Move!”  Kevin emphasized his need with grinding down roughly again. 

Jazz didn’t wait to be told twice.  He began thrusting hard and fast, causing Kevin to cry out in pleasure.  The shorter teen’s hands shot to the blonde’s back, blunt nails digging into a wide back, making him groan.  Their lips met roughly, the kiss was all teeth and tongue and Kevin was pretty sure he tasted blood, but he didn’t really care at that point.  Jazz was brushing up against his prostate with every thrust and it was starting to make him see stars.  When the kiss broke, Kevin’s mouth went to Jazz’s shoulder and he bit down hard, muffling his moans.  This made the blond above him groan and increase his pace.  Suddenly Kevin threw his head back and dragged his nails down Jazz’s back, leaving angry red lines in their wake.  The red head felt a familiar heat begin to coil in his belly once again. He felt Jazz reposition and he began pounding directly onto his prostate.  That sent him over the edge.  Moaning loudly, he saw white as he came, spilling his seed onto his chest.  Jazz felt the heat around his length tighten and he came rite after, slowing his thrusts to a deep grind as he rode out his orgasm. 

They both lay there, catching their breaths, limbs still tangled.  Jazz pressed a tender kiss to Kevin’s lips as he slowly pulled out, making Kevin groan. 

After cleaning themselves up as best they could without actually showering, Jazz pulled his boxers on and scratched the back of his head.

“Hey I know this was just a hook up type thing and you probably wanna get rid of me, but do you mind if I crash here?  My aunt’ll kill me if I crawl in at this hour smellin like sex and booze.”  Kevin laughed. 

“Yeah man you can crash here.”   He said flopping down on his bed.