#top!edd

It was something Eddy taught him when they were kids.

No one can scare you if you’re not scared. No one can doubt you if you’re not doubting yourself. There is no fear to be had if you’re not fearful.

But Kevin’s shown him how to be honest.

If something is wrong, fix it. If you have an issue with someone, talk it out. If you tell the truth, you have nothing to be afraid of because the truth harbors no lies.

Edd grabs his hands, sighs, looks him straight in the eyes and said, “I’ve never topped before.”

Kevin stared at him for a brief moment before exclaiming, “WHAT?! HOW?!”

Edd shrugged and Kevin...grinned.

“Oh, this is gonna be FUN.”

Edd’s brain shorted out for a second before firing back up on all cylinders.

“What!? You still want me to do it?!”

“Wouldn’t have you here if I didn’t!”

Instead of the smile his heart was trying to put on his face, Edd pouted as hard as he could.

“Really?”

“I think you know more than you know,” Kevin answered with a wink and Edd shoved him back into the bed.

But the former pitcher’s hands were still fast and he grabbed the other’s arms and pulled him in for a hug as he fell back into the bed.

Not a second later, he was thrusting his hips into Edd’s, whispering, “Do me, do me, do me,” as Edd wiggled away.

“Fine!” He laughed, throwing his hands up in defeat. “Where’s your stuff?”

Kevin shoved his jeans into the floor and skipped out of his briefs as he danced to his dresser, opened the third drawer, fished around in the back and pulled out a box of condoms and a tube of lube.

“Oooh, the Target kind,” Edd said as he caught the items Kevin tossed at him.

“It’s no KY, but -”

It was then they locked eyes again and three seconds later, Kevin’s flying back into the bed.

Kevin stacked his few pillows behind him to lean into while Edd got out of his pants.

“Just say the word and I’ll stop if it hurts, ok?” Edd said as he crawled back on the bed.

Kevin tossed himself back, spread eagle style, and said, “DO ME!”

A lubed finger slowly rubbing circles around his rectum shut his teasing mouth and Edd’s mouth was on his own as the finger pushed itself inside.

Kevin had one hand in his hair, the other on his own dick, while Edd’s finger toyed with more than his prostate.

This may have been Edd’s first rodeo on the giving end, but it wasn’t Kevin’s first time being a catcher.

He switch hit all through high school and college, but in the bedroom, things weren’t the same.

Guys would brush him off as a wanna be tough pansy, girls thought he was too much.

As he got older, it was more of the same.

And he was tired of the one night stands, the hiding behind being “just friends,” meeting the parents but quickly being dropped because he was too…

It was all too painful until he met Edd at a mutual friend’s birthday party.

He took things slow like Nazz suggested, let Edd lead when it seemed like he was comfortable doing so, compromised as needed.

But now, he’s feeling needy and Edd is catching what he’s putting down.

When Edd bottomed out, all he could think about was sucking his dick.

Jesus, it felt good.

“Please breathe, Kevin.”

He could barely open his eyes, but when he did, Edd was straining.

He was red all over, glistening with sweat, every muscle in his arms was popping out as he braced his fists into the comforter.

He was barely breathing himself and Kevin could almost make out the heartbeat in his chest.

Fuck, he was sexy.

“Fuck me,” he whispered as his eyes fell close again, hands reaching out for Edd’s hips to bring him closer, to make him move.

The fingertips touching him was like electricity, making him lean closer, to get more of the fiery touch. As he did so, the tightness around his cock gave way to smooth warmth and Kevin moaned.

“Please.”

Hands reached hips and Edd slammed into him, catching the next moan in his mouth.

And the next.

And the next.

And the next.

But his dick needed MOAR.

Sitting up, he scooped Kevin’s legs under his arms, and slammed into him again and again, making Kevin’s back arch off the bed, his jaw dropped opened in a silent scream.

His dick throbbed as it bounced on his stomach, leaking dribbles of cum, and Edd’s so turned on he may just burst into flames.

And as good as it all felt, everything in Kevin told him to do what he really wanted, his ankles be damned.

He reached out for Edd again, and when he leaned in, Kevin’s calves shot to his shoulders, forcing Edd on his knees. He then locked his ankles together, wrapped his arms around them, and screamed when Edd hit his prostate.

“Are you -?!”

“DON’T STOP.”

Edd knew the position well. But to be on the giving end of it had his brain melting.

No one lasted long here and now he knew why.

Everything was tight and hot and slick. He wanted nothing more than to give into it all, so he did.

As Kevin screamed his name, he growled as he chased his orgasm to the finish line.

Watching Kevin stroke himself off as he did so was by far the sexiest thing he’d probably ever see.

He didn’t know what to do to see it again, but damn he was going to give it his best shot.

Biting Kevin’s neck as he did him was a good start as the redhead pulled his hair and cheered him on.

When they both collapsed, Edd could only say, ‘You’re really flexible.”

“Thanks,” Kevin huffed with a grin. “I have a great yoga teacher.”

“I’m sending them an apple.”

“She prefers peaches.”

They both had a bit of a chuckle as they detangled themselves from each other. Edd was a bit surprised that he had enough energy to move, but he took it and ran. First to the linen closet for a towel to clean up, the kitchen for a drink, and then to the shower.

It was well after midnight when they collapsed back into the bed again.

“Kevin?”

“Mhm?”

“I have a yoga teacher, too.”