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Steve pulled up into the trailer park, seeing only a few people out on their front porch. Usually the same old guys, and one woman.
Steve drove up a bit more, before parking near Eddie’s trailer. He sat in silence for a moment, preparing himself for seeing his new found friend. Not most people have to prepare to see their friend, but Steve was undeniably attracted to him, causing him to get hot and heavy most of the time he was close to him.
He stepped out of the car, the thick hot summer air being almost suffocating. He pushed his car door shut, before trudging off into the direction Eddie’s trailer was.
He walked up the stairs, his heart gradually beating faster with each step he would take, knocking on the door. It didn’t take Eddie long to answer it, swinging the door open so fast it may as well swung off the hinges.
“Hey Stevie, come on in.” He said, moving out of the way, swinging his arm dramatically signaling for him to come inside.
Steve obliged, walking inside and kicking off his shoes near the front door. Looking around the room, Steves eyes landing on Eddie’s guitar, remembering the night where he had almost died. He shook his head, trying to get the thought out of his mind before turning around.
He watched Eddie walk over to the couch, falling down onto it, kicking his feet up onto the coffee table.
Steve followed after him, taking a seat in front of the couch, beside Eddie. His arms almost touching the side of the metalheads legs if he were to move them. The long haired man moved forward, leaning over his legs, picking up a joint, and a orange lighter.
Steves eyes wondered around, trying not to stare at him, before being glued onto Eddie’s hands. Mesmerized by the way the joint fit between his fingers perfectly, or the way the rings seemed to compliment his delicate but rough hands. Steve liked hands. Not any kind of hands, only Eddies.
He pulled his eyes away, not wanting to be caught staring at his hands. Although it was an easy thing to brush off with an excuse, he didn’t want to have to deal with the teasing.
Steves thoughts ran wild, wishing Eddie would just grab his throat, similar to how he did it in the boat house with the bottle. Kissing his ear gently, before leading down towards his neck, leaving marks.
Eddie looked down at Steve, a small smirk forming on his lips letting out a chuckle, wondering what was going through his head to make him go red.
He placed his hand in front of Steves face, snapping his fingers trying to get him out of his trance. “You there Harrington?” He asked, in a concerned but also teasing tone.
Watching as Steve blinked rapidly, looking over at Eddie, clearing his throat. “Yeah, yeah I’m here.” Steve had answered in a split second hoping Eddie couldn’t read minds, otherwise he was fucked. Totally fucked.
Steve pulled himself up onto the couch, sitting, but not too close to cause suspicion, beside Eddie. Putting one of his legs over the other, leaning into the back of the obviously weared down couch, he glanced over at Eddie.
“Are we going to sit in silence, or are we going to actually..I don’t know, maybe talk to each other Munson?” He asked, in a light hearted, joking tone. Wanting to switch the topic. Eddie stood up, abruptly, walking over to his music collection.
Steve watched as Eddie leaned down, his black, ripped jeans hugging him in all the right way, making the past ice cream scooper stare at his friends ass. Steve couldn’t bring himself to look away but knowing he had to. If Eddie had caught him staring theres no way he would get out of that one, what would he have used as an excuse?
Sorry, I was staring at your ass because I am so not attracted to you, and do not want to be fucked by you.
Eddie turned around, holding out a cd and smiling. “Well, I thought we could rock out to music. Not your music though, your taste is absolute ass.” He laughed. Walking over to his cd player and putting it in.
He couldn’t tell which band the song was from, but didn’t really care either way, more focusing on the insult that Eddie had just said.
Steve stood up, walking over to Eddie, grabbing his shoulder gently, punching him in his arm.
“Ow! What the fuck dude?” Eddie seethed through his teeth, grabbing his arm, glaring up at Steve.
“That, is what you get, for making fun of my,” He put emphasis on the word ‘my’, “Taste.”
Eddie looked away, rubbing the spot where Steve had just punched him. Before turning back around and punching him back. “Well Harrington, your taste is literal the worst.” He chuckled, within a split second he grabbed him, kicking him lightly, not enough to hurt him.
Steve shot out a glare, grabbing onto his arms, and stepping on his foot. Eddie let out a yelp, along with a laugh before muttering. “You really want to go there Stevie?”
Eddie hooked his leg around Steve’s, watching as he fell falt on his ass, letting out a groan and laying down. “Man that actually hurt.” He said, putting his hands over his eyes.
Eddie fell to his knees, straddling him. Leaning over him, with a big smile. “I win,” Eddie hoor-ayed, fisting the air. A giant grin on his face, knowing he could.
Steve took his hands off of his face, looking up at Eddie, seeing what position they were in. Steve could feel his face go red, moving his head to the side. Eddie took it as an invitation to lean lower down, his lips so close to his ear that the other male could feel him breathing. “Munson..? What are you doing?” Steve said, trying to sound normal but it coming out as a mere whisper.
“I win, and you lose. Poor King Steve, couldn’t even beat me in a mock fight.” Eddie teased, whispering into his ear. Eddie dragged his hands down, placing them gently against Steves waist, holding him. “Isn’t that right princess?” Eddie whispered for the last time before leaning back upwards.
Steve couldn’t handle it anymore his breath hitching and realising he was getting hard.
Eddie pulled back, acting like nothing had happened. “I’m gonna go grab a drink or something from the kitchen, I’ll be back.”
He felt the extra weight leave his body, cursing under his breath. Steve wondered what would of happened if Eddie didn’t leave, would he of pulled him into a kiss? Biting his lower lip, while pushing their tongues together, grinding against each other with their jeans on like a bunch of horny highschoolers?
He knew it would never happen, a sudden sadness falling upon him, wondering why Eddie was giving him mixed signals, pissing him off more than saddening him. He grumbled, thinking of ways he could get back at the metalhead.
He thought about it for a few seconds before realising he had left a Madonna cd in his car.
Steve stood up, brushing himself off, clearing his throat. “I’m gonna go grab something from my car, I’ll be back.”
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Eddie put his hands on a counter, leaning down. “Fuck, what was that?” He sighed, pulling one of his hands back, placing it on his face.
“He’s going to leave, and this will be the end of our friendship.” He muttered to himself, thinking back to what he did. “Why, why did you grab him like that, and why did you have to whisper in his ear?”
Eddie stood still, waiting for the sound of his friends car to start, it was quiet, unlike inside Eddie’s head. A million thoughts racing, wishing he could of done more, sucking and kissing Steve’s neck, leaving marks in such visible areas that his friends would know he was seeing someone.
He heard the front door open, rushing over to it starting to apologise, hoping he didn’t scare away one of his new found friends.
“Look Steve I’m s-”
“I’m back, and I’m going to torture you with my music.”
Eddie watched as Steve walked over to the cd player, taking out the one I had playing earlier and putting the one in. “This, Eddie Munson, will make your ears bleed. Which you deserve for hurting me and leading me on.”
Oh, leading you on? Eddie had thought to himself, knowing exactly, what to do.
You, Steve Harrington, are a brat. And I love dealing with brats,
He watched him intently, waiting a few seconds before the song played. Knowing exactly who the song was sung by, and what the song was. His smile dropped. Glaring over at Steve. “Really? You know how much I hate Madonna,” Eddie grumbled, walking over to him.
“You know..I don’t really care, this is my revenge,” Steve giggled, looking at me in the eyes.
“What if I apologised for hurting you?” He asked, smiling innocently up at the man he had hurt. He watched Steve ponder the thought for a few seconds, before sighing.
“Yeah, sure, if I don’t accept it, we have to listen to the full album.” He threatened, a small grin forming on the taller males face.
“Oh Harrington, you’ll learn in times not to doubt me.” Eddie smiled, grabbing his hand and pulling him over to the couch, pushing him to sit down. “Now sit down, and if you speak or touch me,” He leaned down towards the previous ice cream scoopers ear, “I’ll stop right away, and I’m pretty sure you wont want me to stop.” Eddie said, lowly. Letting out a breath into his ear before getting up and walking away.
The metalhead walked over to the song player, ejecting the cd that was playing, placing it on top of it. Giving it a disgusted face like it could see him. He walked over to his cd rack, scanning over them for a second before finding it.
Picking it up, and looking down at it, reading the title. You Shook Me All Night Long, By AC/DC. Not necessarily Eddies kind of music, but he loved the song anyways. Heading back over to the player, he popped it in, playing it.
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Steve watched Eddie intently, curious as to what he planned.
The song came on, Steve, confused as to why he picked this song, since it seemed very much out of his genre, listened to what Eddie had told him, not asking questions. Like the good boy he was.
Eddie walked into the middle of the room, turned away from him so Steve couldn’t see his face, swaying his hips to the beat of the song.
Steve stared, looking directly at his ass.
Eddie continued, running his hands up along his thighs, lifting his shirt for a few seconds as he ran them along this torso, up into his hair.
He stared in awe, but confusion on how this was an apology. Why was he the one being demanded, shouldn’t it be the other way around?
Eddie turned around, a hungry look in his eyes with a smirk planted upon his pink lips. Steve couldn’t pull his eyes away from Eddie, the way he was moving his hips was enough to cause him to go into a trance.
Steve, heavily confused on what was happening, because if Eddie was just dancing for him, then it wasn’t a good apology, since Eddie dances for him anyways.
Eddie walked towards him, mouthing the words;
♪ She told me to come,
I was already there ♪
He was standing in front of Steve, lifting his shirt up, just enough to expose a bit above his belly button, causing Steve to go red in the face.
It finally clicked, Eddie was giving him a strip tease, and with that revulating thought, Steve could feel his blood flow South, down into his pants. Steve moved his hands, trying to hide his growing erection from his friend,
Eddie turned around, placing his hands on his own hips, bending over. Letting Steve have a full, up close view of his ass. The movement caused Steve to become hot and bothered, his erection growing to the fullest.
Restraining himself from touching Eddie was a harder job than it seemed. Wishing he could grab him, run his hands along that beautiful body, touching and feeling every single place his skin had to offer, wanting to see it all.
The man on the couch moved his legs, trying to hide his boner, knowing there was no way out of it if Eddie caught on. Maybe, he could of gotten out of just staring at his ass, but staring at his ass while having a boner? No way.
He watched Eddie stand up, walk back up to the front, swaying his hips once more, before reaching down and grabbing his belt. Turning to face away from Steve, he unbuckled it. Pulling it through the hole that kept it fastened.
Steve watched, trying to burn this image into his head, so he could use it for fantasies later. He snapped out of thoughts, watching as Eddie pulled his belt through each, and every, belt loop. Causing his pants to sink just a tad farther down, exposing the hem of his boxers.
Steve leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees and watching, not tearing his eyes off of his friend, wanting to take it all in.
Eddie tossed the belt aside, turning around dramatically and pulling off his shirt next. With a big grin, like he was taunting Steve, – he was – for not being able to touch him. He walked back over to him, sitting down in his lap, straddling him.
He could feel his hard on press against Eddies ass, making him let out a quiet gasp out of shock, his body shuddering. Steve watched as he continued to mouth words to him, acting like he was singing it.
Eddie grabbed the back of the couch, lifting himself up just a bit, and grinding against Steve while mouthing the lyrics;
♪ Yeah you!
Shook me all night long ♪
♪ you! Shook me all night long! ♪
Steve could tell the song was close to being over, not wanting this to end, he thrusted his hips upwards a bit, wanting to feel more friction.
Eddie leaned down, whispering the last lyric into his ear, before pulling away, sitting down on his lap.
“So, how did you like the apology?” He asked, out of breath. Steve stared dumb founded, with a needy look to his eyes. He couldn’t handle it anymore, grabbing the curly haired boy sitting on him, and smashing his lips onto his.
Eddie was taken back, but melted into the kiss, moving his hands up into Steve’s hair, biting his lower lip. Making Steve let out a whimper, groaning into Eddies mouth. Eddie pushed his tongue inside of Steves mouth.
The taller male pulled back, staring up into the curly haired boys eyes, breathing heavily.
“I need you, Eddie.” Steve whispered, not breaking eye contact. It sent a chill down Eddies spine, causing him to get closer to losing control, and all they’ve done is kissed.
“You’re so, so fucking hot princess,” Eddie breathed, leaning towards his friends ear, licking it slightly, before nibbling on his earlobe. Steve moved his hands onto Eddies hips, gripping tightly as he grinded against the shorter male, needing some sort of friction.
Eddie pulled away, staring down at Steve with an angry look. “Don’t, grind against me, don’t pleasure yourself without my permission,” Eddie sternly said, causing Steve to whimper at the sudden dominance, he loved it.
Steve nodded, gripping even tighter onto Eddies thighs, “You’re so annoying,” Steve huffed, feeling his cock strain against his pants, making it uncomfortable. “I’m going to fuck you until you hear colours,” Eddie retored back, biting down onto Steves shoulder.
Steve let out a moan, freezing up and leaning his head on Eddies shoulder. Eddie shuddered at the moan, wanting to hear what other pretty noises would come out of that mouth.
Eddie kissed along his neck, Steve moving his head to the side, giving him more area to mark, wanting him to mark him up. Claiming him as his, and only his. Making him his fucktoy. Steve let out quiet, little moans as Eddie bit, sucked, and licked his neck and shoulders.
Feeling the shorter males cold hands slide up his shirt send goosebumps all over his body, feeling his rings against his stomach sent him into overdrive, needing something, anything. “Please, please Eds,” Steve pleaded, looking up into his eyes.
“Please what?” Eddie replied, with a small smirk, moving his hands up to his chest, gliding his fingers over Steves nipples, letting Eddie hear moans and whimpers from the pretty mouth of his.
Steve grabbed Eddie by his hair, pulling at it, to grab his attention.
“Fuck me, Eddie.” Steve whispered. Sending Eddie over the edge, grabbing the subs shirt, and ripping it up and off of him. Throwing it somewhere in the background, to be found later. Eddie slipped off the couch and between his legs. Kissing along the inside of his thigh.
Steve watched mesmerised, pupils blown, making it so it looked like he had no colour left, just black in his eyes. One of his fantasy was coming to life, it was actually happening, and it sent Steve over the edge.
Eddie brushed his fingers along Steve’s erection; making steve buck his hips upwards. Eddie giggled, looking up at him. “You’re so cute, your cock wants me so bad, doesn't it?” Eddie hummed, palming him through his jeans.
“S-shut..up.” Steve mumbled, leaning his head back, mouth open trying to keep some of his dignity.
“Me, shut up?”
“Yeah..thats..what I s-said, no?” Steve stuttered out.
Eddie glared at him, knowing he was going to regret that, but decided to keep that for another time. He unzipped the taller males pants, pulling them down slightly, seeing the bulge in his boxers caused Eddies erection to grow even more than it already had.
He pulled down Steves boxer, watching as his cock sprung out, Eddie looked up, “Can I?” He asked, wanting to confirm this is what Steve wanted.
Steve laughed, before grabbing at his hair, realising how soft it was. “Please, just do it,” He hummed, with a pleading look. Eddie smiled up at him, wrapping his hand around Steves cock, stroking it gently, watching as his face displayed pure pleasure.
Steve let out quiet moans leaning his head back, gripping onto the couch as Eddie sped his hand up, taking his other hand and rolling the tip around on his palm. “Oh fuck, fuck Eddie please..” Steve moaned out, his breathing becoming uneven.
Eddie continued that motion, before stopping. Watching as Steve whined, trying to thrust into his hand. But remembered not to pleasure himself without permission.
The shorter male sized up his cock, licking from the base to the tip, before taking it into his mouth. Focusing on the top, rolling his tongue along the slit, watching as Steve’s eyes shut, putting his hand back on Eddies head, gripping his hair.
Eddie slowly took him farther into his mouth, stopping once he hit the back of this throat.
Steve let out an audible moan, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, not being able to explain the pleasure that he was enduring, his breath hitching, shuddering at the feeling. He looked down, watching Eddie move along his cock like it was a lollipop.
Eddie looked up, their eyes meeting, Eddie could tell Steve was enjoying himself. He was enjoying himself too, having his crushes dick down his throat as he grips his hair is a dream, no, fantasy come true.
Steve watched as Eddie bobbed his head up and down, before pulling off with a pop. “Was that..good?” He asked, his voice cracky, wiping the spit from his face. Steve nodded, whining at the lack of pleasure all of a sudden wanting more. “Eddie…just fucking fuck me already,” He huffed.
Eddie chuckled, before going back down. Kissing and licking the sides, watching as Steve would twitch and tremble at every movement he made. It felt, empowering. He wanted to own Steve, make him his own toy.
He quickly took Steve into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down, up and down, once more, to the point where each time his head went back down, the taller males tip hit the back of Eddies throat.
Steve could feel a ball of heat building in his abdomen. His breath becoming shaky and his legs trembling, Eddie could also tell. Eddie could taste the precum on his tongue, he slightly pulled off, wrapping his hand near the hilt, moving it slightly as he licked the tip, staring into Steves eyes.
“Fu-fuck Eddie I’m c-close..” Steve moaned out. Leaning his head back, before letting out a whimper, looking back down. Seeing that Eddie had stopped everything. “We can’t have you finishing yet can we? The fun has barely started.” Eddie said lowly, standing up and sitting down on his lap.
He grabbed Steves cheek, cupping it in his hand as he pulled him in for a gentle kiss, which led to it being more aggressive and sloppy. Eddie pulled away, both of them panting for breath. Steve climbed his hands up and around to Eddie’s chest, moving them down to his lower stomach.
“Be a good boy for me princess, and take my cock out, hm?” Eddie whispered into his ear, biting it gently. Steve could feel his erection grow even more, wanting to oblige to everything Eddie asks, so this can go on for longer.
Steve unzipped his pants, pulling down his boxers slightly and grabbing Eddies dick, staring at it, before looking back up. “It’s so pretty..just like you.” Steve murmured, leaning in for a kiss, as to which Eddie granted, this kiss being gentler than the past one.
Steve wrapped his hand around Eddie’s cock, stroking it slowly, watching as his eyes closed, moaning into Steve’s mouth, making his brain go mushy. Not being able to think right, just wanting to see more of Eddie like whatever this is.
“You’re so fucking hot Eds,” Steve whispered, kissing his neck softly. Speeding up the pace with his hand, watching as Eddie shuddered, and melted in his lap before grabbing his arm. Looking him in the eyes, “If you continue, I’ll cum, and I want to fuck you first.” He said in a very worn out voice.
He watched as Eddie stood up, pulling him up with him and dragged him to his bedroom. “Hope you don’t mind if we take this to my room, sweetheart,” He winked back at Steve. He shook his head, more than happy to be going to his room.
He pulled him into a kiss, opening the door with one of his hands and closing it once they were both inside, Eddie pushing him against his door.
“Can you do something for me, baby?” He asked, Steves eyes widened, being taken back by being called baby, his dick twitching.
“Y-yeah, what do you need?”
“Turn around for me and bend over. Don’t worry, I’m not going all the way.” Eddie hummed.
Steve did as he was told, turning around and bending over, looking back at Eddie for reassurance. “You’re so perfect, you know that right?” He muttered, leaning down, kissing his back gently, his hands slipping around to Steves chest.
“Split your thighs just a bit,” Eddie murmured into Steves ear, Steve doing as he was told, pulling his legs apart he felt Eddie shove his cock between them.
“Ufn- Y-you couldn’t warn me?” Steve whisper yelled back at Eddie, looking back at him.
“Sorry princess no, I couldnt, now shut up and let me thigh fuck you.” Eddie demanded, Steve listening, the only thing being heard from his mouth was pathetic and desperate whimpers and moans.
Eddie stood up straight, watching as his dick would slide out of Steves thighs, and slide back in. Trying hard to keep a grip on and not fuck him fully right here right now, no condom and no lube.
As Eddie sped up, Steve couldn’t hold back his moans, feeling his cock being brushed against by the shorter males made him almost cum by the thought. Eddie moved his left hand up to Steves mouth, shoving his fingers inside it. “Suck on them, I don’t need everyone hearing how pathetic you sound for me,” Eddie said huskily.
Steve did as he was told, taking his fingers into his mouth with more than enough pleasure, licking them, like it was Eddies dick.
Eddie, using his right hand to play with my nipples, twisting and flicking them, causing me to shudder at the feeling. My knees starting to go weak, close to giving out.
Steve was getting close, along with Eddie. They exchanged a few “Im so close, don’t stop please,” with a few moans here and there. Steve being muffled by Eddies fingers, and Eddie being muffled because he was biting Steves shoulder, almost hard enough to draw blood.
“Can you come for me baby?” Eddie whispered into Steves ear, Steve nodding, leaning his head back, feeling as the hot ball in his abdomen explode all over his body, his legs twitching and his eyes rolling to the back of his head, cumming all over himself and Eddies cock.
The metalhead wasn’t long after, giving it a few more thrusts before cumming between Steves legs, making a mess that he was proud of. They both stood there, being held in each others embraces.
Steve turned his head, looking back towards him, asking for a kiss as to which Eddie was more than happy to listen.
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Eddie had cleaned Steve and himself up, now laying in Eddies bed together, cuddled into each others arms, Eddies head near Steves chest, and Steves chin resting on Eddies.
“What would this make us?” Steve asked, scared to hear the response.
Eddie wrapped his arms around Steve, pulling him closer. “What do you want us to be?”
“Maybe..boyfriends?”
“Yeah, I’d like that princess.” Eddie mumbled, Steve kissed the top of his head, smiling from ear to ear.