Extra Credit (MxM)
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Thread Topic: Extra Credit (MxM)
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"Some people get off on the pain," Charlie shrugged, looking away as he finished the last bit. He was thankful that Matty wanted to, though, as it would be better for him. He really did enjoy the sex sometimes, and it was always better for both him and his partner when he did. Charlie just hoped that, being a little out of practice, he'd still be able to keep up with Matty. His stamina had always been a bit of a prideful thing for him, but he didn't know now.
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"Well I'm not a masochist or a sadist, so I won't hurt you." I won't mean to if I do though. The brunette wanted to add in the last bit, but worried it would leave the boy afraid to be near him, so he kept his mouth shut about his urges. He wouldn't Charlie, not even in the slightest. He just wanted to share a tender night- a few tender nights actually - with the other. No serious toy play, no freaky or painful kinks. Just Matty himself with his little Charlie the Cupcake.
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"I kinda like masochistic stuff, to an extent," He admitted, standing to clean his stuff up. "Um.. I'm gonna go brush my teeth, and.. Wash up, I guess," He explained quickly before heading off to do as he said. After washing his hands and combing his hair after brushing his teeth, he made the choice to go on and change into his pajamas. A pair of boxers, sweatpants over that, and a bare chest after he put his sweater away. It was a bit cold right then, but he knew Matty would warm him up.
("charlie the cupcake"
...lmao
Cupcake Charlie, the stripper--/shot) -
"Oh.. So Charlie likes a little bit of pain now and then?" Matty didn't know why the idea excited him so much, but he gave the younger a nod and focused on finishing his food to meet the other in bed. "I'll be with you once I'm done. I should probably brush my teeth, too." The brunette hummed as he practically inhaled his sandwiches and gulped down his soup, taking care of the dishes then heading to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, always being sure the time himself, making it so both he and Charlie were minty fresh. Matty took a deep breath and walked towards his room, starting to unbutton his work shirt slowly.
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He had been sitting on the edge of Matty's bed, waiting, staring at his feet. They had chips of sparkly polish, remains from him wanting to be flashing with his open-toe shoes. When Matty entered, he stood, taking a careful step forward, to meet him in the middle of the room. "Here, let me," He mumbled, brushing Matty's hands away to finish unbuttoning his shirt for him. When he was done, he left it there, open, trailing his hands up the bare skin. He looked up, teasing his partner with half a kiss before stepping away to close the bedroom door. "Lights on or off?"
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Matty watched the other take over, sighing softly at the hands that brushed over his skin. The peck to the side of his lips causing him to groan a bit from the teasing. He'd never wanted someone so much before in his life. He hummed in thought, grinning as he responded to the question. "On. I want to see your beautiful face while you moan. And I'd love to see the expression when I come inside you." Once his door was shut, not like anyone would come in, he pulled Charlie close and groped at his butt, lightly pinching here and there.
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(I'll respond to the other two in a minute, I was waiting until I was on the laptop)
Charlie normally never got hard from talk, but Matty's words not only brought blood to his face, but also somewhere a little lower. He pressed close, letting a moan slip while he undid Matty's pants, sliding them down before moving his hands up, pushing the unbuttoned shirt from his shoulder. More skin, more pleasure.. Of course, he'd let the older undress him. Charlie's hair brushed over his shoulders- The dark brown mess was starting to get a bit too long, and he would need to get it cut soon. Shaking it away, he trailed his hands into Matty's own hair, almost pulling him down for another kiss, this time a real one. -
(Okay~)
Matty trailed his hands along Charlie's sides, paying extra attention to the dip between his ribs and hips. He remembered all too well, from those many nights ago, how much his partner seemed to enjoy being touched there. His throat was sensitive, too, so the older made a note to give that special attention as well. But for now, he just wanted to be close to the younger. Meeting Charlie in the middle for the kiss, Matty hooked his thumbs in the waist band of the boy's sweatpants and began to tug them down along with his boxers. -
Another, mush louder moan slipped from him when Matty's hands seemed to linger on the spots that turned him on the most. Yeah, he was certainly starting to get hard. It was almost strange. It always took a bit.. But, with Matty, it was different. It was all different. He tilted his head, parting his lips to invite Matty in. His eyes had falled shut somewhere along the way, and his hands almost shook as he pulled Matty's boxers down. Charlie had taken off his socks along with his shoes earlier, so now, he was completely bare to the other man. "I.. The bed," He mumbled, nodding towards the object in question.
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Matty nodded lightly, slipping his tongue into the boy's mouth while slowly backing towards his bed until he felt the mattress hit the back of his knees. He reluctantly parted the kiss to climb into bed, pulling the younger in with him. "Charlie.. I want to share this night with you. You may be a prostitute, but I want you to enjoy yourself as much as possible. I want to know what turns you on, too. And most of all, I want to hear your voice. Don't hold back anything tonight." The brunette remembered the first time they had sex. Charlie, a worker made to give pleasure to others, had enjoyed that night almost as much as his customer had. He remembered the way those hips moved..
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"Anything you want," He assured him, moving so that he was sitting on his waist, straddling him. He didn't want to talk, he just wanted to feel. Charlie's hands had moved from Matty's hair, to one resting on his neck, the other on his chest. He leaned down, kissing him again, slipping his tongue into Matty's mouth. New territory. He hardly ever gave himself the pleasure of getting to know the other's body like this, but he might as well, as he would be with it for the next three nights, this one included. He couldn't help but grind his hips down, already wanting to start on that, but knowing that he had to be prepped first. It was all making him so impatient. Waiting for clothes to be taken off, waiting to get into the right position, waiting to be stretched a bit.
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Matty moaned at the invasion of his mouth, enjoying every touch and movement Charlie made. They were both already hard and ready to have sex, but the older knew it would be better to prepare the younger first and reached for his side table's drawer, opening it to grab some lube. His mouth being preoccupied by his partner's lips meant having to wet his fingers another way. Matty stopped Charlie's hips in order to spread some of the liquid on the younger's entrance then wet his fingers and started to rub and poke at his hole.
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Charlie pulled away at the first touch of the lube. It was cool, and though he didn't mind, it was a bit of a shock. It had been a while since he'd needed to be prepped, and though one finger didn't make much of a difference to him, it still felt a little silly. "Can you.. Um, I can do two fingers right now," He tried to explain, tripping over his words. Communication was a huge part in this step of sex, but it was still foreign to him.
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Matty nodded, slowly inserting the digits into his partner's entrance, rubbing his free hand along the younger's side. He knew it must be awkward for Charlie to have sex for the first time after being injured. He hadn't been so tight, not even close, when they had sex the first time. It had been so easy to just thrust into him and go at it at whatever pace they wanted. But not this time.
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The young man relaxed on his chest, taking slow breaths, trying to keep his mind from clouding just yet. It would be insane if he came from just having fingers in him, but he could feel a knot building in his stomach. Why did he always get so turned on like this with Matty? For a fleeting second, he had the thought that perhaps put something in his soup. No, Matty had ate that as well, but perhaps the sandwich.. No. Charlie shoved the thoughts away, assuring himself that he was thinking too hard.
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