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Sebastian enjoyed his time in Zuzu, often going up to the city every other week to get food, the good kind of cigarettes, or laid. He didn’t want to even think of hooking up with anybody from Pelican Town. It’s too small, too local. Everybody knows everybody, and Sebastian didn’t wanna risk the whole town knowing he slept with someone. So, he goes to Zuzu. There’s hotter people there anyway.
The dark haired man decided to let off some steam, and went to a bar. Not to drink, but to smoke a bit and find someone who wanted to hookup.
He hated going to bars, he hated the loudness of them, the obnoxious music, the drunken people, everything about them just pissed him off in every way. But, that was the easiest way to find somebody to sleep with.
Sebastian sat on a stool, making small talk with the bartender.. he was cute, yeah.. but he just didn’t spark Sebastian’s interest. Too boring.. too sweet.. too bland. Not his thing at all.
He ordered a water, and gave him his number anyway, just in case Sebastian gets desperate.
He hops off the stool, and heads outside, unsuccessful. Until he isn’t.
“Hey!” A blonde, familiar face calls out to him. Oh my god, it’s Sam.
“Oh.. hey.. man.” Sebastian stares at Sam, surprised.. shocked.. a bit embarrassed, too. He always had a crush on Sam when he lived in Pelican Town a couple years ago.. 2 or 3.. but he never bothered to talk to him or try to make any moves. He was secretly relieved but also a little devastated when Sam had moved. “It’s uh.. cool to see you. It’s been a while..”
Sam smiles, and pats his shoulder.
“Definitely. How’s it been? Is Pelican Town still boring as it was when I left?” He grins, his stupidly blonde hair looking as good as ever.. his stupidly blue eyes stupidly stabbing Sebastian’s stupid soul.. stupid.
“Yeah.. uh.. it is..” Sebastian doesn’t really know what to say. He stares... and stares. He embarrassingly, felt tingly after Sam had patted his shoulder. “Uhm. How’ve you been?” He asks, shyly. Get a hold of yourself.. this is embarrassing.
“Great! It’s been great, dude. It’s so much better here.. so many more opportunities, y’know? Very freeing.” Sam just seems to glow.. it almost makes Sebastian angry.
He’s just so fucking good-looking.
“Yeah.. Yeah, I know what you mean..” Sebastian nods.. fiddling with the pack of his cigarettes in his pocket.
“What’re you doing in Zuzu?” Sam asks, leaning against the wall next to Sebastian, pulling out a cigarette of his own and looking in his pockets for a lighter.
“Oh—uh, here.” Sebastian hands him a lighter.. a black one with skulls all over it. It looks hand-painted.. Cute.. Sam thinks to himself.
“Thanks.” Sam glances over at Sebastian, smiling before lighting up the cigarette.
“When’d you start smoking?” Sebastian shoves the lighter back in his pocket.. and shifts his feet against the concrete.
“Oh.. it was just a small habit I picked up. Helps my brain like.. feel less loud.. I’m guessing you’ve been smoking for a while..? I remember seeing you in Pelican Town, you never didn’t have a cigarette, now that I think about it.” Sam glances at Sebastian again.
“I—uh.. Yeah. I’ve been smoking since I was like.. 16.” Sebastian nods, trying not to grin. He remembers that I smoke..
“Wow.. Your lungs must hate you..” He grins, and nudges him. “So? What’re you doin’ in Zuzu?” Sam asks, taking a drag of his cigarette.. and exhaling slowly. Sebastian can’t help but fixate on the way the smoke flows out of his mouth..
“Just visiting. Been working my ass off all week.. needed a break.”
Sebastian also pulls out a cigarette, and lights it. He feels stupid for thinking this is intimate. It totally is though.
“Ah, yeah. I get that.” Sam nods, and flicks the ash off his cigarette.
“You still code?”
Sebastian nods, and smiles to himself. “Yeah. Yeah, I do. You still make music?”
Sam smiles back, and also nods.
It seems they remember a lot about each other.. despite never really talking.
A moment of silence passes between them.. both of them smoking their cigarettes and occasionally sniffing.
“Were you headed anywhere?” Sam asks, putting out his cigarette. He looks over Sebastian’s face.. mostly his lips.
“I was planning on going home.. maybe get a hotel room.” Sebastian is hoping Sam asks the sacred question.. but really, really doubts it.
“Ah, yeah.” Sam shoves his hands in his pockets. He looks at a man walking across the street, before asking, “Do you wanna sleep with me?” He says abruptly.
WHAT!?! “..Huh?” Sebastian turns red instantly, clutching his cigarette like it’ll jump out of his hand.
“..Sorry. That was really—uh.. Bold. My bad.” Sam shakes his head, standing up straight from the wall.
“I think I’ll just.. go.” He itches his head..
“No. No.. It’s.. It’s fine.” Sebastian says, stepping towards him. “Did… you wanna sleep with me?” He asks, looking at him with an embarrassed look on his face.
“Well.. uh. Yeah. That’s.. why I asked you.” Sam chuckles a bit..
“Oh.” Sebastian asks. Man, you’re really fucking this up, dude. “Yeah. Yeah. I wanna.. I wanna sleep with you.” Sebastian puts out his cigarette..
“Cool. Uh.. Did you wanna come to my place or.. just rent a hotel room?” Sam pulls out his phone, and Sebastian guesses it’s to look for a hotel.
“Uhm. Hotel would be fine. My bike is parked in a parking garage somewhere around here.. how ‘bout we meet up?” Seb pulls out his keys.. fidgeting with the key ring.
“Alright. Is the Zuzu Lodge fine?” Sam asks, looking up from his phone. Sebastian looks at the way the blue light shines on his face.. makes his dick twitch.
“Sounds perfect. I’ll meet you there.” Sebastian nods.. and hesitates. “Should I get your number just in case there’s a.. misunderstanding?” He asks.. nonchalantly.. or at least he thinks.
Sam chuckles, and nods. “Here.” He shows Sebastian his number on his phone, and Sebastian quickly pulls out his phone and puts it down in his contacts.
“Alright.. thank you.” Sebastian nods.. giving Sam the slightest smile ever.. Goddamn.. I’ve never been so fucking nervous for a stupid hookup. I probably won’t talk to this guy ever again..
“I’ll meet you there, Seb.” Sam smiles, and starts walking away. Sebastian starts walking towards his bike.. his legs feeling unsteady.
Sebastian parks his bike in the lot, and checks his phone.
Sam: i’m in room 106. :)
Sebastian just replies with a thumbs-up.. not really knowing what to say.
After he gets the card, the walk to room 106 is a long and nerve-wracking one. He wishes he had prepared himself before, but honestly, he wasn’t sure he was even going to find anyone.
He uses the card to open the door, and Sam’s at the mini-fridge, mumbling to himself. He turns as he hears the door open, and smiles. “Hey. You made it.”
Sebastian nods, and places his wallet onto the dresser next to the door. “I did..” He says, nodding. “D’You think I wouldn’t make it?” He rubs his jeans as a nervous tic, and stares at Sam.
“I totally thought you would. Just messing with you.” Sam grins, and takes a sip of water. “Are you a talker or more of a ‘straight-to-business’ guy? If you wanna skip all the foreplay and awkward touching, that’s all fine by me.” Sam asks, smiling, and screwing the lid back onto his water.
“Uhm. Both is fine?” Sebastian says, shrugging his shoulders, trying to stay stoic.
Sam shrugs back, and stands in front of him. “Well.. I guess we can multitask.” He steps closer, and wraps his arms around Sebastian’s neck. “So. How was Pelican been without me?” He starts laying small kisses to Sebastian’s neck.
Sebastian places his hands on his hips.. nervous and too fucking turned on already. “It’s been—uh.. The same it always has been. Boring. Repetitive. Been saving up so I can move here, actually.” Sebastian leans his head back and stares at the ceiling as Sam kisses his neck.
“Mm.. You totally should. It’s so much better up here.” Sam slides a hand up Sebastian’s shirt. “S’There anything you aren’t comfortable with me doin’?” Sam asks, placing a more subtle kiss to his jaw.
“Uhm. Nothing.. really. I don’t mind where you touch me.” Sebastian swallows, and places a hand at his lower back. “What about you?”
Sam shakes his head. “I don’t care. S’It okay if I leave marks?” Sam looks him in the eye..
“Yeah.. Please do.. actually.” Sebastian slides his hand lower, before pulling him close.
They both move to the couch, and Sam places himself onto Sebastian's lap.
“How’s your coding been? Any good leads?” He slides Sebastian’s shirt off, and rubs his shoulders, trailing his hands down his stomach.
“Uh.. Yeah. Yeah, it’s been good, actually. Been working on websites and stuff like that. Good money too-Ahh—“ Sebastian is caught off guard when Sam licks a thick stripe up his neck, and sucks harshly behind his ear.
“Mm.. That’s good.” Sam grinds subtly on Sebastian’s leg. “Fuck..” Sam mutters to himself.
“Y-Yeah. It’s good.” Sebastian isn’t even entirely sure if he’s talking about his coding anymore.
Sam sits up, and pulls his own shirt off, and unbuckles his belt. “Well? You gonna ask me anything?” Sam slides his jeans off as Sebastian replies.
Sebastian sits there for a second, staring at Sam’s chest. “Uhm. Have you—uh.. made any new friends?”
Sebastian trails his hands up Sam’s sides.
“Yeah, definitely,” Sam says, cupping Sebastian’s crotch. “Tons of friends..” Sam unbuckles Sebastian’s belt, and fiddles with the zipper. “I have this one friend,” he pulls down the zipper and works on sliding them off Sebastian’s hips. “He’s super cool. Name’s Scott. Super awesome dude, plays guitar, has a killer voice,” Sam cups Sebastian’s crotch again. “I think you’d like him.”
Sebastian feels his cheeks turning red, and nods. “Sounds.. pretty cool.” He lets out a small grunt.
Sam leans down and kisses his stomach, before pulling down Sebastian’s waistband ever so slightly. “Are you a top?” He asks, gently rubbing Sebastian's tip through his boxers.
Sebastian shrugs. “I can do either.” He gently bucks into Sam’s hand.
“Mm.. Well.. you don’t really have a choice...” He pulls his waistband down, and sees he’s a few inches larger than Sam thought he was.. around 6-7 inches. His tip pink, and leaking.. and the base of his cock surrounded by black hair.
“What do you mean?” Sebastian asks.. rubbing Sam’s stomach.
“I don’t have a dick.”
Sebastian stares at him in disbelief. After all these years of wanting to be fucked out of his mind by Sam.. he doesn’t even have a dick?
“Oh.” Sebastian says.. “Uhm.”
Sam realizes that that may be a deal-breaker. “I didn’t realize that.. you may not be into that. I’m sorry.. Do you wanna stop?”
“No. No, I don’t wanna stop. That’s.. really fucking hot.” Sebastian looks up at Sam…
“..Okay. I’m glad..” Sam smiles, and kisses Sebastian’s chest.
“Can I touch you?” Sebastian asks, trailing his hands to his ass.
Sam nods, and grinds onto Seb’s clothed dick.
Sebastian pulls down his boxers, and sees a pink cunt.. completely bare. “Goddamn..” He takes in a breath, and traces around it.. carefully not to touch it just yet.
“C-Can I eat you out instead?”
“Yes.. Please..” Sam nods, grabbing his wrist.
“Sit on my face..” Sebastian looks up at Sam’s beautiful face.. and swallows. Sam nods, and moves up to his chest. His knees are on the sides of Sebastian’s shoulders, and he looks down at him. Sebastian grabs his ass, and nods for him to sit. Sam places his ass on Sebastian’s face.. He breathes in Sam’s slightly salty scent, and wastes no time licking and slurping it up. Sam moans, and braces himself against the armrest of the couch, cursing and grinding his lower half against Sebastian’s face.
Sebastian laps at Sam’s clit, licking circles around it rapidly. He pulls away for a breath, then places his tongue at his entrance, laying it flat against Sam’s vulva and letting his nose rub against his clit. He gently pushes tongue against his hole, barely sliding it in and out. Sebastian starts to suck at his clit again, to which Sam moans. “Fuck, Seb..” Sam rocks his hips against his tongue, and grabs Sebastian’s hair with one of his hands, smiling down at him.
Sebastian pulls away for a breath, Sam’s slick all over his mouth and nose. He breathes heavy, “Are you okay?”
Sam smiles, and nods. “I’m perfect.. I should be asking you that.”
“I’m right where I wanna be.. Is it good? Do.. I need to change anything?” Sebastian asks shyly, gently holding Sam’s asscheeks. Sam doesn’t know why he bothers being so shy when he’s been buried in his cunt.
“No.. No.. It’s amazing.. Keep going..” Sam smiles, and caresses his hair. He sits back down, and Sebastian continues eating him out. He slides a finger into Sam slowly.. almost too slowly, and sucks on his clit. He carefully crooks his finger, and presses against the spongy spot inside him. Sam whines, and rocks his hips again, “Please.. More..”
Sebastian moans against his cunt, and slides another finger inside him carefully. He fingers Sam as he continues sucking on his clit, before Sam lifts himself off, easing Sebastian’s fingers out of him. “I want you inside me..” Sebastian wipes his mouth, and holds Sam’s hips as he positions himself on Sebastian’s thighs. He pulls his boxers down, and leans down, pressing a kiss to his tip. He takes it into his mouth, traces his slit with his tongue, and takes him all the way, his tongue flat against the backside of his cock, before lifting up and pressing another kiss to the top. Sam looks up at Sebastian before asking if he’s okay. He nods, looking pathetic and desperate.
Sam gets up to grab lube and a condom out of his pocket, and comes back, tearing the condom and rolling it onto Seb’s dick, then shaking the lube to the entrance of the bottle so he can easily squirt it out, and puts some on his hand. He warms it up in his hands before grabbing the base of Sebastian’s cock. He squeezes, and slides his hand up, finding a steady rhythm. Sebastian grunts and closes his eyes, placing his hands back. His thighs and stomach tingle with anticipation and arousal, as he curses under his breath.
Sam wipes his hand on his jeans, too horny to worry about getting them dirty, and looks up at Sebastian again. “Are you okay?” He asks, to which Sebastian nods..
“You’re really hot..” Seb says, smiling softly.. Sam’s heart skips a beat.. he really wasn't expecting such a sweet smile from someone who’s about to be dicking him down.
“So are you..” Sam grins, and lifts himself over Sebastian’s thighs. “You ready?” Sebastian nods, and grabs his hips. Sam braces himself on Sebastian’s hips, and pressing his dick to his entrance. He slowly sits down, grabbing the base of his cock. He waits a second to adjust, before bottoming out. They both pant, Sebastian almost in tears.
“Are you okay?” Sam asks, holding his cheek. This feels so much more than a casual hookup.. the smile he gave Sam.. the desperation.. the lack of need for his own satisfaction.. Sam knows where this is going, and Sebastian probably does too.
“Y-Yeah.. I’m perfect. You’re..” He bucks his hips, uncontrollably.. “So fucking hot..” He grabs his hips. “Can I please.. fuck you?” Sebastian rubs Sam’s thighs, before he nods.
They adjust positions, to where Sam is wrapping his legs around Sebastian’s waist, and Sebastian’s on his knees. He leans down to kiss Sam, as he slowly starts moving inside him. They make out messily as Sebastian thrusts slowly. Sam pulls away, wrapping his arms around Sebastian’s neck. The dark-haired man slides in and out of Sam, holding his hips tightly. They both curse, knowing they won’t last very long. Sebastian grabs Sam’s knees, and pushes them to his chest, bending him in half as he fucks him. Sam pants erratically, and moans Sebastian’s name.
“My fucking Yoba, Seb—You’re so fucking deep..” Sam whines, and throws his head back. It almost brings Sam to tears how good it feels to have Sebastian so close. Seb fucks him with fervor, whining his name back to Sam. “I’m so fucking close,” Sebastian slows down, checking on Sam. “Do I need to slow down?” Sam shakes his head, whining for him to keep going. Sebastian complies and starts to fuck him harder, moaning and whining as he does so.
“Fuck!” Sam grunts, as Sebastian starts to stutter. “Can I cum inside?” Sebastian buries his face into Sam’s neck..
“Y-Yes.. Sebastian..” Sam breathes heavily.. Sebastian thrusts only a few times before burying himself deep into Sam, filling the condom.
Sebastian collapses on top of Sam.. panting into his neck. “D-Did you finish?” He kisses his neck softly.
“No.. I didn't..” Sam answers, embarrassed.
“O-Okay. Do you wanna keep going?” Sebastian lifts his head, looking at Sam..
“But.. I mean.. You already finished.” Sam mutters, breathing heavily alongside Sebastian.
“I can keep going.. How close are you?” Sebastian looks at Sam pitifully.
“Close.. Just.. a little bit longer.” Sam kisses Sebastian, and he kisses back, before pulling away. He slowly starts to thrust again.. wincing at the overstimulation.
Sam huffs, laid out and desperate.. Sebastian rolls his hips, grunting with every thrust. He speeds up, focused on the sounds of Sam’s moans and cries. Sam lets out a breath, “I’m close..” Ssbastian nods, and keeps going, holding Sam by the hips. He fucks him, moaning at the sounds of his cock sliding in and out of Sam. Sebastian thrusts harder, kissing Sam as he finally finishes, arching his back and crying out.
They both pant together, riding their highs.
Sam is the first to pull away and look at Sebastian. “That was amazing.” He smiles, and kisses Sebastian. The dark-haired kisses him back, slowly and passionately. It’s so much more than a hookup now.
“Yeah.. it was.” Sebastian says when he pulls away. He kisses Sam’s cheek, and yawns.
“I’m so fucking hungry.. and really tired.” He chuckles, and buries his head in Sam’s neck again.
“Let’s go get food.” Sam says, smiling.