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Bobby can't believe his fucking luck when he wakes up to Adam's mouth buried in his ass.
He just barely woke up but with Adam's tongue diving into his ass, his hands spreading his cheeks wide open Bobby feels like he might burst into flames. His hips buck backwards when Adam squeezes his ass and moans against his hole and he can't stop himself from rutting desperately against the mattress, a guttural growl crawling out of his throat at the delicious frictions against his throbbing cock. Fuck. Everytime one of his brothers eat him out, it always feels like his first time at experiencing it. And the way Adam eats him out like a ravenous man, hungry for every inch of him.
"Adam..." Bobby panted, drooling over the pillow.
Adam hums, sucking at his rim with wet, tight suctions before pulling away.
For a few seconds, there's nothing. And then a sudden sharp bite on his right asscheek. Bobby will forever deny the high-pitched cry he lets out. And fuck, the way Adam fucking giggles at him before returning to his task, his nails digging into Bobby's ass as he sinks his tongue back inside. His baby brother is a fucking minx who will be the death of him.
The pain from the bite only heightens the pleasure brought by Adam's mouth and it isn't long before Bobby feels his balls tightening.
"Adam, fuck -" he groans. "Fuck, baby please."
Bobby can't swallow back his whine when Adam pauses.
No, no, no, don't stop, don't fucking stop, his whole body screams.
"Ask for it." Adam says, his breath hovering over Bobby's gleaming, sensitive hole. His voice is soft but commanding and Bobby feels his cock twitches and leaks at the tone. He knows what Adam wants. He wants Bobby to ask for his permission.
"Please angel, I wanna come so badly." he begs shamelessly, instinctively spreading his legs wider, rocking his hips aimlessly. "Can I come baby? I swear I'll be so good."
Adam chuckles and Bobby's thighs tense at the air stroking his entrance in a warm caress.
"Will you be?" Adam asks, amusement coloring his voice.
He has no fucking right to be so cute and hot, Bobby thinks briefly. "Yes," he groans. "I swear baby, I'll be so good for you. Let me come, please."
Adam's index trails over the cleft of his ass, probing slightly at his rim before continuing his way down, caressing Bobby's ball with the tip of his nail, pulling a whole body shiver out of Bobby. Then Adam moves up, pulling his face in Bobby's neck to nip at his earlobe before whispering to his ear.
"Alright. But you must obey me. Nolan says only good, obedient boys can come."
"Yes, anything you want." Bobby answers immediately. "I'll do anything you want."
Adam presses a kiss on his neck, a reward for his good behavior. "Then I will allow you to come."
The words are barely out of Adam's mouth that Bobby slips a hand down, intending to wrap his fingers around his neglected cock that keeps begging him for attention.
"No." Adam's voice is firm and Bobby freezes.
In several quick movements, Adam catches both his wrists and pins them on the pillow, at each side of his head.
"You keep your hands here." he orders. "If you want to come, you can rut against the mattress but that's all."
Hot sparks of arousal courses through his body and for one second Bobby fears that he might come right on the spot like a fucking teenager. Adam has been spending too much time with Nolan is all his useless brain can think.
He nods against the pillow and Adam slowly removes his hands. "Good." he says, his voice returning to a warmer tone.
The contentment radiating from Adam at his obedience makes Bobby's heart beats hard in his chest. Nothing will ever compare to the deep satisfaction of making his brothers proud and happy. He would do everything for them.
(Sometimes, it scares him how much he loves them. How there's nothing in the world he wouldn't do for them as long as it means he can keep them by his side forever. How he would die and kill for them without a second thought.)
"Now keep your legs spread please." Adam instructs, his hands sliding back down to part Bobby's cheeks. "And don't forget. Keep your hands up."
And with that, Adam sinks back down. If before Adam has been enthusiastic and ravenous, he was now completely ravishing Bobby. Pulling loud moans from him with expert movements of his tongues, squeezing his ass in a tight grip that would leave bruises for days. The thought only makes blood rushes to Bobby's ears.
His cock pulses and jumps against the mattress and Bobby finally remembers to move. He raises his hands up, grabbing the headboard as support, and rocks his hips down, rutting his dick against the mattress like a fucking bitch in heat just because Adam told him to. And fuck if the dry frictions on his cock wasn't pure heaven in that moment. It hurts a little but only in the way that makes his pleasure much more prominent, and Bobby knows he won't last long.
He can hear himself getting louder and louder as Adam relentlessly suck and lick and fuck his ass with his tongue, teetering over the edge of his orgasm. And then Adam groans, his nails scratching at his ass and that's it.
His orgasm racks through him with such force that his vision goes blind for a moment, his throat seizing up in a silent cry as his cock spurts out thick, jets of cum on the sheets and his stomach. He rocks his hips against Adam's face in slow movements as he rides the aftershocks. Then when his groans turned into pleading whines, Adam finally withdraws his face.
Bobby looked over his shoulder, breathless, his body feverish and wet with sweat. And fuck Adam looks as filthy as him. Spits smearing all over his face, his curls wild and damp and his erection red and glistening with precum. His eyes are dark with arousal and goosebumps erupted on Bobby's skin when Adam's gaze pierces right through him.
Adam has always been prone to avoid eyes contacts, even more than Will and even more during overwhelming moments like sex and Bobby feels like air is being punches from his chest as he meets Adam's hungry eyes.
"Don't move." Adam groans, positioning himself on his knees behind Bobby, wrapping a hand around his gorgeous, thick cock, the other gripping at Bobby's ass to part his cheeks and have a clearer look at his hole.
Bobby expects him to fuck into him, raw and brutal.
Instead, Adam strokes himself in fast, quick movements of the wrist, his eyes lock onto Bobby's hole.
The scene actually makes Bobby fucking blush, his pink, flushed cheeks turning red at the way Adam gets off on the sight of his bared hole. God that's so fucking hot. Bobby arches his back, canting his hips down and pushing his ass high in the air and growls at the reaction it tears from Adam. The way he bites his lips, the way his pace quickens up, his fingers literally dripping with precum, wet, sticky sounds mixing to his adorable whimpers.
“Bobby..” he pants, his eyes briefly closing from pleasure before he opens them again, watching down at Bobby’s entrance with half-lidded eyes, his fist pumping fast on his cock.
"Fuck baby, come on give it to me.” Bobby grunts, rolling his hips. “Give me your cum Adam. Come on…Come on baby, come on me.”
Adam’s cock briefly grazes him and Bobby groans as Adam comes, painting his back, his ass and his thighs with his release, a high whimper pulling out of his mouth.
"Yes, just like that sweetheart. So fucking perfect."
If Bobby hadn’t already come, he would have just at the feel of being drenched in Adam’s cum. Feeling it progressing down his thighs, some from his back dripping down the crack of his ass and rolling over his hole and balls. Fuck. He can feel a new stir of arousal low in his groin. He might have to ask Adam to fuck him later.
Adam collapses on his back next to him, his arms thrown over his face as he catches up his breath. Bobby gives him a moment of break before he pulls himself over him, bringing his mouth to his neck, darting out his tongue to lick the sweat off his skin. When Adam’s breath is steady, he drags his mouth along his chin then his cheeks before pulling him into a kiss. Knowing where his mouth has been only a few minutes ago pulls a moan out of him.
The sweet smile Adam gives him when they pull away makes him swoon. How lucky he is to be loved by this extraordinary man.
"Hey you," Bobby finally says, his voice still rough from his sleep. One of his hand caressing Adam’s cheeks.
“Hey,” Adam replies, leaning his face into Bobby’s palm.
God, Bobby thinks, I’m so in love with him it hurts.
It hurts. But it feels so fucking good too.