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Life was pretty good lately, Derek decided.
They’d wound up on the couch after dinner one night, warm and content and pressed as close to each other as they could manage on the couch, some nonsense movie playing on the television at a low volume. David was moved out, Collin moved home for the summer and the guy subleasing hadn’t moved in yet (i.e. no one to whine about Derek cooking for his boyfriend and no one else). Avery was massaging Derek’s hands, despite the fact that his were surely in need of attention after picking work back up at the construction site.
They were talking about something menial, Derek growing tired and content as he carded his fingers through Avery’s hair, bumping against the frames of his glasses every now and then. He really liked Avery’s glasses. He liked that they matched.
More conscious than Derek and paying more attention to the conversation at hand, it was close to the end of the movie and about an hour after sunset that Avery said, “Have you even found anything that keeps your thoughts as quiet?” Avery asked, voice full of something Derek couldn’t place, for once, “Or are you just gonna be stuck with me forever?”
Still not totally with it, Derek shrugged. “Obviously I’m stuck with you forever,” He said, pressing a kiss to Avery’s curls, “But yeah, actually.”
There was a pause then, fingers ceasing in their motions to tug and press at Derek’s fingers, before, “Oh, yeah?” Avery said, hesitantly, “What is it?”
“Jerking off,” Derek said easily, miming a vulgar gesture with his hand as he let out a laugh. “It keeps things quiet for a few minutes, actually. If I’m thorough.”
Avery went quiet at that, hand withdrawing entirely, head turning to look up at Derek, whose yellow eyes were finally focusing again at the beautiful boy in his arms. Fuck, he really was looking good lately. Better every day, he thought. But his brows were furrowed and his mouth was moving and Derek had ears to listen and hear Avery ask:
“Why do you need to do that?”
What. “What?”
Avery rolled his eyes, “Seriously? Wikipedia can’t read my mind with that one?”
Derek shrugged, “I jerk off… because I’m horny?” He tried, smiling nervously. “It’s what most incels do, and I’m still pretty sure I’ve been described as one. Pretty sure you described me as one. You know I’m on YouTube again, now. I can read comments without having an aneurysm.” Avery made a noise. Derek rolled his eyes. “Most of the time.”
Avery groaned, sitting up and flicking Derek on the forehead.
“Ow?”
“No, dumbass, not why does the average guy jerk off,” He maneuvered himself so he was straddling Derek now, not pressed up against him like he had been moments ago. Derek’s hands found their place on Avery’s sides, dragging down to rest on his hips, like it was natural. “Why are you jerking off when I’m right here?”
Oh, that was a more sensible question. They were dating now. If Derek got horny then that meant Avery definitely got horny, right? And he was implying… well. People had sex when they were dating, didn’t they?
Wow. Shit. Maybe Avery was the only cure. Derek couldn’t think anything other than Avery Avery Avery with him sitting in his lap, brows furrowed, dark eyes filled with something sinister. Derek gripped his hips harder, pressing down until those eyes shifted from being dark with jealousy (of what, Derek’s left hand?) to raw want.
“Yeah?” Derek managed, voice lowered and cautious; this was new territory for them. “What are you supposed to do that I can’t do myself?”
Avery’s mouth split into a nervous grin, dimples on full display as he shifted in Derek’s lap, taking advantage of the hands on either side of his waist and ground down into Derek, sending a spark of pleasure through both of them, “I dunno, Derek,” Avery said, repeating the motion and rubbing their growing erections together, only the thin fabrics of their jeans between them, “What am I supposed to do?”
It was a dream. Avery was a dream. He was perfect and Derek wasn’t wasting this chance. He knew everything about everyone everywhere, and that included Avery here and now. And that definitely included knowing that Avery was horny out of his mind. And fuck Avery, Derek was horny out of his mind.
“I want you to suck my dick,” Derek admitted, voice breathy as he watched Avery grind against him, mouth split into a lazy smile, arms back as he balanced on Derek’s thighs. “You wanna do that for me, Aves?”
Avery nodded, already moving off the couch and onto the floor, hands unbuttoning jeans with urgency as Derek shifted to help, watching as deft hands pulled his jeans and underwear to his ankles. Derek didn’t even have a moment to admire Avery’s beauty before his warm mouth and soft lips were on his cock, suckling at the head.
“Fuck, oh my god,” Derek gasped, hands balled into fists at his side as he stared down at Avery below him. “You’re beautiful,” He managed, one hand coming up to Avery’s hair again, tugging lightly as they asked silent permission. Avery just nodded slightly, coming off Derek’s cock to suck hard before Derek took the yes and pressed Avery’s head down to the hilt, nearly cumming on the spot when Avery didn’t even blink. His eyelids just fluttered in pleasure. Fuck.
There wasn’t a single thought running through Derek’s mind as he watched the man below him give him the best blowjob he’d ever received in his life. Avery’s tongue swirled around the head as Derek pulled him up before pressing him down again, nose pressed against the dark hair at Derek’s pelvis and Avery fucking inhaled like it was the best thing in his life.
“You freak,” Derek gasped, fighting every urge to fuck Avery’s mouth as that mouth worked miracles on his cock. “You having fun down there?” Avery hummed around the length in his mouth, sending shivers of pleasure through Derek as he sat on the couch. “Fuck, Aves!”
Derek’s hands wound themselves in dark curls and he gave up holding back. With one hard suck from Avery, he was pulling him off his cock before slamming back into Avery’s throat, watching as dark eyes rolled back in his head at the loss of autonomy here; he’d given himself to Derek so Derek could feel good. So he could make the thoughts go away. The rough movement of having his throat filled over and over and over again nearly had Avery cumming from his spot on the floor, thighs spread as he attempted to grind against his jeans, precum already staining the denim.
A particular whine from the shorter man had Derek pausing in his ministrations, pulling Avery off his dick with a slick pop, watching in awe as Avery heaved in hoarse breaths, eyes half-lidded, and mouth red and swollen.
“You’re perfect,” Derek breathed, shifting on the couch as he finally considered Avery’s own arousal growing hard in his jeans, untouched still, soaking through the denim. “You enjoying yourself?” Avery nodded eagerly, his own head clearly growing empty of thoughts. It was fantastic. Derek nodded, ridding himself of his pants pooled at his ankles as he leaned down to speak to Avery more clearly, “You wanna make me feel really good?” Another eager nod, “Come to the bedroom, angel, ‘kay?”
Avery’s eyes widened spectacularly as he scrambled to his feet to follow Derek into the bedroom, desperate kisses pressing themselves to Derek’s mouth all the way. This had initially been a way to quiet the thoughts in Derek’s own mind, infinite knowledge always such a burden even after all the work to keep it minimal, but watching Avery lose all his own thoughts as he tried to maximize his boyfriend’s pleasure? It was better than anything Derek could’ve imagined. Probably. Maybe if he weren’t only focused on Avery Avery Avery and how good Avery Avery Avery’s mouth felt on his still hard cock.
“Lay down for me, sweetheart,” Derek instructed, stripping himself of the shirt that remained on his frame, “And lose the clothing. I wanna feel your skin.”
Avery just nodded, glasses lost in the process of sucking Derek’s dick and getting to the bedroom, splayed out on the bed while Derek stood at the foot and watched the shorter man undress, one hand slowly stroking his cock the entire time. Avery wanted it in his mouth again. Avery wanted it in him. He was naked in mere seconds, leaning back on his forearms as he watched Derek’s golden eyes roam over his body, freckles and moles all on display.
“I say this every time, Aves,” Derek breathed, shaking his head in disbelief, “But you’re perfect.”
Avery flushed at the comment, redder than ever though possible. He was splayed out, leaning back on his forearms, legs out in front of him and Derek gripped his ankle and pulled.
Avery yelped at the sudden manhandling, sliding down the bed and into dark hands that immediately cupped his face as Derek began kissing any surface he could find with his mouth.
“Mm,” Avery moaned, Derek’s mouth dragging it’s way across his cheeks, his forehead, leaving sloppy kisses on his lips, before nibbling down his neck, “Oh, Derek, ohmygod,” He let out broken moans as Derek continued biting and sucking down his neck, long and hard enough to leave marks that would surely be there for the next few days, at least. That was good. Avery was Derek’s to mark, to kiss, to love, to fuck. He needed marks all over his body to prove it to anyone who doubted that much.
Soon enough, Derek’s mouth had traveled across freckled shoulders to find Avery’s chest, one palm splaying across his pec while his mouth found his nipple before sucking hard.
“Fuck!” Avery cried, hips bucking up to try and find some friction as Derek continued sucking the rosy bud, his other hand now rolling the other until it became red and far too sensitive. “Derek, Derek, please,” Avery was begging, now, hands struggling to stay at his sides as Derek continued to lave his tongue over the shorter man’s chest, biting and tugging at his nipples before slowly and painfully kissing his way down to Avery’s groin.
“You feel so good, Aves,” Derek breathed, head between Avery’s thighs as he looked up at him, both already nearly lost in the pleasure. “Your skin, everything. You taste so good. Do I taste good?” Avery was nodding frantically, eyes bulging as he watched Derek kiss and bite at the soft flesh of his thighs, completely ignoring his extremely hard cock that was absolutely leaking precum. Derek wanted to taste it.
“Shit, shit, ohmygod Der, Derek, Derek!” Avery was on fire when Derek wrapped his mouth around his cock, barely sucking at all as he let the other man buck into his mouth uncontrollably. Derek’s hands came up to grip his thighs and press them down into the bed, keeping his hips still as he pulled off Avery’s cock, licking his lips as he admired how absolutely wrecked Avery was already looking. Derek hadn’t even gotten his cock in him yet. Fuck, that was going to feel heavenly. He knew it. He knew everything.
It was addicting, Derek thought, as he sat up and wrapped a hand around Avery’s length instead of his mouth, settling to watch as Avery fought not to buck into his grip, trembling with pleasure as he gasped in breaths, muttering iterations of Derek’s name all the while. It was phenomenal. This was better than anything Derek had ever been offered or ever thought about. All he could think about was Avery Avery Avery and Avery Avery Avery moaning while being absolutely fucked out of his mind on Derek’s cock, untouched since they’d come into the bedroom. He needed to fix that.
“You feeling good, angel?” Derek said eventually, hand still working a lazy pace up and down Avery’s cock, thumb circling the head every so often and driving Avery absolutely mad beneath him, cries and pleas coming out of his mouth as his head shook back and forth. “That a no?”
“No!” Avery choked out, the tip of his cock still leaking precum like a fountain, “Feels. Feels good. Please. Don’t–”
“Don’t stop? Why not?” Derek teased, mouth split into a devious smile.
Avery failed to respond with words. He just moaned as Derek dug his thumbnail just barely into his slit, tears coming to his eyes as the final point of contact ripped his orgasm out of him. Derek just watched as the cock in his hands pulsed violently, spilling all over his fingers, the bedsheets, Avery’s thighs. Fuck, Derek wanted to lick it up. No, scratch that. He wanted Avery to lick it up.
“Oh, I see,” Derek said, removing his hand from Avery’s length with a hum as he watched the other boy struggle to come back to himself, so lost in the pleasure of his release. His eyes were glassy as Derek finally came up to his head, one hand gripping Avery’s cheek as the other guided two fingers to Avery’s lips, “Open up, angel. We’re not done yet.”
Eyes slowly focusing, Avery let his mouth fall open and Derek plunged his fingers into the soft heat, watching with apt fascination as Avery’s tongue worked magic over them, licking his own release off of Derek’s fingers, moaning all the while.
“God, Avery,” Derek muttered, coming down to press soft kisses to the other man’s mouth, forehead, cheeks while he let his hand travel further south, “You really are beautiful.”
Avery hummed pleasantly at the praise, legs spread eagerly as he watched Derek guide his hand to his groin, before ignoring it entirely and instead prodding at his hole.
“So perfect, Aves,” Derek praised, his free hand rubbing along any part of skin it could touch as he began to open Avery up, one finger entering first, before the second slowly made its way in. “You’re gonna feel so good on me, aren’t you? Just gotta open you up first, okay? You’re gonna feel so good, I promise.”
Avery was a writhing and moaning mess in minutes of Derek working him open, two fingers pressing along his walls and stretching him open, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves within him not long after beginning.
“Fuck!” Avery cried, another orgasm ripping through his body before he could even feel the pleasure building through his core. Derek paused for just a moment, a third finger inside his tight heat now, shocked at the sudden reaction.
“You good, Aves?” He said, concern laced in his voice. There hadn’t been much time to recover from the first orgasm before Derek had gotten the second out of him, without laying a hand on his cock. Too much sensitivity was never fun. Derek knew that. Did… did they have to stop now?
“I’m okay,” Avery slurred, one hand giving a clumsy thumbs-up from where he laid back, cum splattered over his stomach and chest now, making more of a mess. He shook his head when Derek went to withdraw his fingers, “Don’t stop. Please.”
Great. Derek didn’t want to stop. He hadn’t felt this good in… well, he always felt good around Avery. But this was another level of good. And Avery wanted it to. He wasn’t stopping anytime soon now.
Still, he withdrew his fingers, Avery properly stretched out now, and slicked up his cock with the skillful act of shoving his fingers in Avery’s gasping mouth again, and giving himself a few pumps before lining up with Avery’s winking hole.
Derek must’ve stalled for too long, just staring at the gorgeous figure below him, because Avery let out a desperate, “Please,” shifting just enough to rub himself against the head of Derek’s cock. They both let out a shudder, but Derek wasn’t done having fun.
“Please what?” He teased, pulling back and relishing in the pained whine that Avery let out.
Avery was red all over, clearly embarrassed at the vulgar words, but still, he managed: “P-Please fuck me with your cock.”
And Derek was gone. Within moments, he pressed himself against Avery’s hole and sank into the warmth, nearly losing his mind as he felt Avery clench around him, choked cries and moans and pleas pulling themselves from Avery’s throat. Derek let himself pause, seated fully within Avery, before slowly pulling out and thrusting back in, mouth falling open in pleasure.
This was better than jerking off. Derek’s head was empty. The only thing in it was Avery Avery Avery and don’t cum don’t cum don’t cum. Last thing he needed was the best thing in his life to be over in two minutes.
Derek thrust lazily into Avery, hands grabbing onto brown thighs and using them as leverage to push and pull Avery onto his cock like he really was just a toy for Derek to use, to feel good with. It was fantastic. Eventually, though, sound bled into the clear and empty head of Derek’s, and it sounded a lot like Avery sobbing.
Derek tuned back in, scared for a moment, before it was clearer: “Please, please, ohmygod ohmygod!”
Oh, those were good sobs. Derek leaned forward, driving deeper into Avery as he lifted a hand to thumb a tear from freckled cheeks. “Please what, angel?” He said with a particularly hard thrust, grinning as he watched Avery’s mouth drop open in a silent cry.
“Harder, Derek, please!”
Anything for Avery. Leaning back, Derek pulled himself out of the absolutely best ass he’d ever been inside, just so the tip was barely within Avery, before slamming back in so hard that the bedframe knocked against the wall and a picture frame fell. Avery screamed, arms coming up to embrace Derek as he pulled out and thrust in again, over and over and over at the same pace, fucking so hard into Avery he swore the boy was going to feel him in his throat.
“Fuck, Derek, Derek, Der!” Avery cried, tears streaming down his face as he scratched at Derek’s back, dull nails surely leaving raised scratches all across Derek’s back. He’d take a picture. He knew what they looked like. Anything Avery did was art. Avery Avery Avery Avery.
Derek was speechless. This was heaven. Avery was heaven. His head so was empty. Was. Fuck. He was gonna cum, at this point.
Derek looked down again at Avery, beautiful wonderful Avery, fucked out Avery with his beautiful dark eyes that were hardly open now, glossed over as he was pushed toward his third orgasm of the night. His mouth was spit-slick and red from kissing and begging and sucking on Derek’s cock so good because Avery was so good. And he deserved to feel good for making Derek feel good. Fuck, he was really gonna cum.
“Aves,” Derek managed, still fucking hard and deep into Avery, slamming against his prostate every now and then, missing it just for fun and to watch him cry out. “Avery,” He said, more clearly, “You wanna cum for me again, angel?”
Avery shook his head, tears still falling, “I c-can’t.”
Derek just nodded, bringing a hand down to grip Avery’s cock and absolutely adore the wrecked shiver that ran through his body, “You can, angel, I know it. You can do it. You’re making me feel so good, Avery.”
“Oh, god!” Avery managed, gripping Derek’s back harder, nails digging deep enough to leave bloody scratches, surely. But that was fine. Avery felt good. Avery was so good. Derek wanted to make him feel even better.
He stroked his length gently, as light as a feather as he sped up his thrusts, stroking in time with the in-out of it all. “You’re gonna cum one more time for me, baby,” Derek assured softly, pressing kisses to Avery’s face as he gripped harder. Avery just wailed beneath him, bucking up into his hand which led to him dropping against Derek’s cock, sending pleasure through every signal possible. “Just one more, baby. One more. Promise.”
He swirled his hand around Avery’s length, pulling up and pressing down, mouth coming down to suck on Avery’s nipples again, now, tripling the pleasure for the boy beneath him. He felt so good! Derek felt Avery’s hole clench around his cock, trying desperately to milk him for the orgasm that Derek was hurtling toward now, he just wanted Avery to feel it too. He wanted them both to feel good. Avery avery avery avery!
“Avery, holy shit,” Derek groaned, hammering against Avery’s prostate as he felt him clench even tighter around him, like a vice. “Avery, I’m gonna cum,” Derek breathed, thrusts coming in an uneven and stuttering pattern, now, desperate for that last, final little push. “You’re gonna cum with me, okay? You feel so good, I wanna watch you cum on my cock, angel, can you do that?”
Avery shook his head and then nodded, struggling to open his eyes as he watched Derek work his hand over his cock, thrust inside him, and press even more kisses against his head and forehead, breathing in deeply as his mouth dropped open in pleasure. Avery avery avery avery.
“Derek!” Avery cried, another sob tearing itself from his chest at the same time that Derek managed:
“Cum for me, angel.”
The reaction was instant and it was the best pleasure he’d ever felt in his life. Derek felt the cock in his grip pulse once, twice, before spilling all over their chests, pushing up towards Derek’s mouth with how intense the orgasm was, and Derek couldn’t do anything but follow. His own cock throbbed within Avery, flooding him with cum as he collapsed on top of Avery’s chest, hips making aborted thrusts post-orgasm out of pure instinct. He wanted Avery to feel it. Feel him inside of him, forever. He was perfect. Avery Avery Avery.
It took a long few seconds before Derek pulled himself up, slowly sliding his sensitive and softening cock out of his hole, cum quickly following and spilling out onto the bedspread. They’d need to do laundry after this.
Derek took a few deep breaths, hands trailing across Avery’s chest and thighs, watching as the boy remained utterly lost to his pleasure, every touch Derek pressed against his skin earning a shudder and a groan. Derek knew what this was. He knew what to do. Avery deserved only the best, after all.
***
He woke up bundled in the softest blanket in the house, body clean and warm, tucked against Derek’s chest in a bed that was clean and smelled like detergent. Derek was talking above him and it took a second to finally register the words coming out of his mouth.
“...so good, Avery. I love you so much. You felt so good.”
“Der?” Avery blinked slowly, taking in a breath as he recalled the events prior to where he was laying now. How’d he get here, again?
“You with me again, sweetheart?” Derek said softly, tugging lightly on Avery’s hair. “You were out of it after.”
Avery took a second, taking in a breath through his nose before letting it out. He felt exhausted, honestly. He blinked.
“Oh, wow. We fucked, huh.”
Derek let out a short laugh, hands carding their way through Avery’s curls now, a highly familiar gesture. “Great word choice.”
“I’m fucked out of my mind, Derek,” Avery shrugged, pressing against the taller man’s chest. “I can’t control what words come out of my mouth.”
“Oh, I bet,” Derek hummed, “Like begging me to fuck you with my cock?”
Avery paused, flushing at the reminder. He had done that, hadn’t he?
“I have no memory of saying that,” He said with another shrug, ignoring the teasing laughter he got in response.
“I don’t believe you,” Derek said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of Avery’s head easily.
Avery grunted, snuggling deeper into Derek’s arms. “Shut up. You don’t know anything.”
Derek made a noise at that, “Hm, I’m pretty sure I know everything, Aves. When I’m not balls deep in you, I mean.”
“Derek,” Avery said sharply, surely red as a tomato in his boyfriend’s grip. “I swear to god.”
Derek just laughed, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he managed to turn Avery’s red face up toward his own, guiding him into a soft kiss beneath the warmth of the blanket and each other. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll stop,” Golden eyes raked across Avery’s face longingly. Avery felt his own expression soften. Derek smiled easily, “I love you, you know.”
“I love you too,” Avery sighed, resigning to fall right back asleep where he was.