“No!”
John’s head shoots up between Derek’s thighs and he stares at him with eyebrows drawn up. The boy looks like he’s even more startled by it; eyes wide and mouth dropping open in a soft, little ‘o’ that John wants to dip his cock into. Slow and leisurely in little thrusts along Derek’s soft tongue; showing him how to be good and keep that gag reflex at bay.
He has to blink a couple times to get the image out of his head and focus.
“No?”
He is about to (regretfully) relinquish his very comfortable spot between Derek’s legs, where he had been about to make out with his boy’s hole, when Derek’s large hands come down and hectically hold him where he is.
“N-No, I mean. Yes, I mean…” He’s flushing almost as hotred as the tips of his ridiculous ears have been for quite a while. John just stays patiently and looks up at him, fingers idly petting the thick, hairy thighs bracketing him.
“I mean… I was just startled because your face… was… there.” Derek scrunches his eyes shut and lets his head fall back – probably to avoid dying off shame. John snorts and makes sure his boy can feel the warm breath tickling his crack. Derek jerks and twitches – but he doesn’t pull away.
“Yeah. Because I wanted to give that sweet cunt of your’s a little kiss.” And more. So much more. God he wanted to tongue fuck Derek’s ass until it was a sloppy mess; gaping and soft and begging for a dick to fill it.
“Can I give it a little kiss, Derek?” he rumbles and noses at Derek’s balls. They’re large and warm and just as sensitive as the rest of his boy. Derek is breathing quick and shallow and his fingers are digging painfully into John’s shoulders.
“Yes. Yes, yes, yes, of course,” Derek whispers. He sounds delirious and he nearly kicks John in the head as he tries to stand his feet up on the bed and spread his knees further apart.
It is a delightful surprise how noisy Derek can get in bed – something John hadn’t thought possible. A sudden wet tongue circling his twitching hole with a self-indulgent twirl seemed to be just the thing, though.
Derek let go of John’s shoulders in favor of clapping his hands across his mouth, eyes open in horrified wonder at the mewling whine that burst out of him.
His cock – big and fat already, just from some sweet petting – was slapping against his belly with the uneducated jerks of his hips. John grinned against the little, furry cunt and tried holding his boy’s hips down.
“Sweet, little virgin,” he cooed into the warm, dark space behind Derek’s balls and dipped down again to drag his tongue lovingly across that eager, little slit.
Derek might be whining and jerking through his first rimming – but his hole was all on board; opening up beautifully for it’s tonguing and only twitching feebly against the intrusion.
John wondered – in a sudden burst of silliness – whether Derek even was aware of how slutty his cunt already was.
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