Crimson Blood and Colorful Tears
Loverboy
~*POV Vic*~
Kellin led me to the blanket, where we both sat down. I pulled him closer to me and pecked his lips. But he had another idea, when I went to pull away he pulled me closer.
He pressed his tongue against my lips, asking for entrance, which I gave him without hesitation. Our tongues battled for dominance, which he quickly won. I grabbed the back of his head in an attempt to pull him closer, which back fired on me when we fell backwards onto the sand. He stradled me and broke off our kiss, only so he kiss down my neck to my collar bone.
I let out a quick moan, which seemed to only fuel his desire, he kissed harder, so hard in some places that I'd be left with hickeys. Not that that really matters though.
He stopped kissing me and lifted his head to look at me, "You're so beautiful," he said, before crashing his lips into mine.
I searched for the hem of his sweatshirt. Once I found it, I played with it for a little bit before pulling it off of him. I ran my hand across his bare arm, he was so cold. I broke our kiss and moved to his arm, kissing my way down until I reached his hand, then I moved to his neck, repeating the process that he just did on me.
He grabbed my back and pulled us even closer. He yanked on the collar of my shirt, lifting it over my head. I shivered as a cold air touched my skin. I wrapped my arms around his waist, longing for him. The feeling of our bare chests together was breathtaking.
He moved his hands down my back until he reached my butt. His grip tightened, earning another moan from me. He moved his hands to my inner thighs. I gasped, not expecting this contact, it wasn't unwelcomed, only unexected. He made his way up to the hem of my pants, he slowly moved downwards, unbuttoning each button on the way down.
Once he was out of buttons he pulled them down my thighs, around my knees and eventually completely off. He looked at me with sad eyes when he saw my thighs. I felt like I should say something, but I couldn't. Insted of demanding an explantation, he planted his lips on my inner thigh and started kissing my scars. When he ran out of scars, he put his hand down my boxer-briefs and caressed it.
I let out a loud moan and practically screamed, "Fuck! Ke- Kellin!"
He yanked my bower-briefs off and gripped it. That sent a jolt of electricity and plessure through my bones. Suddenly, I needed him to be naked. I flipped us over so I was on top now. I kissed my way down his stomach until I made to the hem of his jeans. I ran my fingers acrossed it before unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down. I pulled his boxers off also and kissed his inner thigh, earning a moan.
He flipped us back over me and made his way down.
And you can imagine the rest. Let's just say, it's a night that we will never forget. Our passion could've set a building on fire.
Kellin led me to the blanket, where we both sat down. I pulled him closer to me and pecked his lips. But he had another idea, when I went to pull away he pulled me closer.
He pressed his tongue against my lips, asking for entrance, which I gave him without hesitation. Our tongues battled for dominance, which he quickly won. I grabbed the back of his head in an attempt to pull him closer, which back fired on me when we fell backwards onto the sand. He stradled me and broke off our kiss, only so he kiss down my neck to my collar bone.
I let out a quick moan, which seemed to only fuel his desire, he kissed harder, so hard in some places that I'd be left with hickeys. Not that that really matters though.
He stopped kissing me and lifted his head to look at me, "You're so beautiful," he said, before crashing his lips into mine.
I searched for the hem of his sweatshirt. Once I found it, I played with it for a little bit before pulling it off of him. I ran my hand across his bare arm, he was so cold. I broke our kiss and moved to his arm, kissing my way down until I reached his hand, then I moved to his neck, repeating the process that he just did on me.
He grabbed my back and pulled us even closer. He yanked on the collar of my shirt, lifting it over my head. I shivered as a cold air touched my skin. I wrapped my arms around his waist, longing for him. The feeling of our bare chests together was breathtaking.
He moved his hands down my back until he reached my butt. His grip tightened, earning another moan from me. He moved his hands to my inner thighs. I gasped, not expecting this contact, it wasn't unwelcomed, only unexected. He made his way up to the hem of my pants, he slowly moved downwards, unbuttoning each button on the way down.
Once he was out of buttons he pulled them down my thighs, around my knees and eventually completely off. He looked at me with sad eyes when he saw my thighs. I felt like I should say something, but I couldn't. Insted of demanding an explantation, he planted his lips on my inner thigh and started kissing my scars. When he ran out of scars, he put his hand down my boxer-briefs and caressed it.
I let out a loud moan and practically screamed, "Fuck! Ke- Kellin!"
He yanked my bower-briefs off and gripped it. That sent a jolt of electricity and plessure through my bones. Suddenly, I needed him to be naked. I flipped us over so I was on top now. I kissed my way down his stomach until I made to the hem of his jeans. I ran my fingers acrossed it before unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down. I pulled his boxers off also and kissed his inner thigh, earning a moan.
He flipped us back over me and made his way down.
And you can imagine the rest. Let's just say, it's a night that we will never forget. Our passion could've set a building on fire.
Notes
I hope you're happy. I am a fifteen year old girl that practically wrote guy on guy porn. AND YOU BETTER FUCKING LIKE IT, THIS HAS BEEN THE MOST AWKWARD EXPIERENCE OF MY ENTIRE LIFE O/////O I'M PRETTY SURE MY FACE WILL NEVER NOT BE RED EVER AGAIN!Is this is badly written I'm sorry, I'm not a porno directer. I'm a virgin for fucks sake...
Title Cred: You Me At 6
@Diana Frobisher
It astounds me that people still read this.
5/12/14