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He picked up Porsche from a friend's house party they had to celebrate the end of midterms.
I'm here :)
He texted Porsche, Kinn had had a rough couple days. His father had sent him to close a deal downstate to a sleazy place leaving him unable to pick up or see Porsche for three days at all. Just a couple texts they could send each other while Kinn memorized bureaucratic papers. Porsche was too busy with exams to even call back later at night.
He understood but he was an impatient man.
comiiiiing
He just smiled and went through his texts whilst waiting. Thankhun was asking if he liked fish or squirrels better so he texted back in which scenario he meant, to which his older brother sent multiple angry faces.
Porsche was opening the door of the passenger seat and flopping on the seat.
"Hey stranger" Porsche lazily smiled
"Hey beautiful" he said, finally closing the distance between them with a kiss. He felt like he could finally breathe and relax.
"I've missed you" Porsche whispered to which Kinn couldn't help but smile back
"Not as much as I did" Porsche rolled his eyes and kissed his check
He was probably the only man Kinn knew of that could do it so carelessly to his face. He loved him because of it
The other was kissing him again, this time parting his lips and letting his tongue fight his way to his mouth. It always seemed like they were fighting for dominance. Kinn let himself be led by Porsche.
Kinn grabbed him by the waist and ruggedly moved Porsche so his thighs were sitting on his crotch.
"Kinn"
"Yes?"
"Kinn" Porsche pleaded again
His name sounded secure and holy on Porsches mouth as he unbottoned and got rid of his white tshirt, cuping his chest with both hands. His hands slowly found themselves on Porsches ass. Kinn stopped kissing to catch air, circling Porsche by the ass to get some friction
Porsche tried to stand up to position himself properly on his legs but he was too big to get all his body straight so he ended up tattly hitting his head on the top of the car.
"Ow, fuck this car" he said as he sloppily positioned himself like he wanted to on the driver's seat, rubbing his aching head and legs on each side of Kinn. "I liked the other one better"
Kinn threw his head laughing, the motherfucker was three hundred thousand forty six and now he was going to get rid of it because Porsche couldn't fit himself to fuck him.
Along the way Kinn must've lost his mind over Porsche because he was seriously considering it.
Porsche was kissing his neck and throat, making wet noises whilst his hand was moving through his clothed cock. He was going insane.
"Porsche" he breathed out
There was a heartbeat between them. Porsche stopped all motion to look at him
Porsche is the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on, for that sentence to be false he'd put his worthless life on the line.
He had eaten plenty of extravagant food, fucked his share of perfect bodies and visited a considerably amount of ashtoning places. But Porsche won over it all.
The first time he laid eyes on him, Porsche didn't even spare a look at him. But Kinn could tell. He was fated to be at his mercy.
His breath still catches on his throat when he looks at him.
At some point, Porsche unbuttoned his briefs and pulled them down to his ankles freeing his cock out and is back at kissing him and grinding up and down slowly in his now rock hard cock.
Everything with Porsche feels deliciously slow. No rush.
Kinn takes both of their members and starts pumping them faster and when he feels like Porsche just picked up pace he slows down.
"God, your hands. Fuck "
Porsche keeps making sounds into his ear, everything is burning red hot as he takes Kinns right hand and guides them into his mouth, planting an innocent kiss on his ring and licking the length of his index and middle finger and draws them to his thigh.
Kinn is about to come.
"Please fuck me" Porsche said breathlessly to his mouth, followed by a prayer of tiny "please, please, please"
"Everything you want" he says as he runs his fingers through his shaft to find his entrance as the other lifts his hips up
The sound Porsche makes sends Kinn over the edge and he goes all in easily without a warning, the other opens his eyes in surprise until he gets used to the feeling and starts circling his hips around his fingers.
It didn't take too much, just another finger ("I came prepared" Porsche said as Kinn stroked himself )
He was going to be the death of him.
With strained legs, Porsche positioned himself to Kinns member and slowly started to go down on him. He was digging his nails on the leather as Porsche kissed him sloppily.
When Kinn was full in, he bucked his hips forward to find Porsche in the middle of the thrusts. The sound of their breath, teeth clashing and skin meeting each other filled the car in the most addictive way.
"I'm close" Porsche threw his head back and Kinn couldn't help but lick his golden chain and leave a love mark on his collarbone as he kept meeting the other halfway.
Kinn pulled out to grab both members and struck them together, as he took advantage of the position and kept fingering Porsche with the unoccupied hand.
It only took them three strokes before Porsche rode down the bliss, resting his head on his forehead whispering his name.
Kinn came as Porsche planted a kiss on his chin, licking down his chest to mouth at his nipple, biting.
They were both breathing heavily and awkward on the position but they couldn't stop the stupid smiles on each other's faces.
"Let's go home to get you cleaned up," he said, kissing the other's nose.
Porsche hummed happily onto his chest.