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[oh.

Nate just stares for a moment, both hands in Matt's hair, as if he's not sure if this is some sort of trick. But after a few second of his heart pounding in his chest, he applies a small amount of pressure, guiding Matt back and forth along his shaft. He's careful not to urge him down too far, but it might be a little more than Matt was taking before. He's careful. Slow. But fuck it feels good.

He lets out another moan, his eyes closing briefly as he gets lost in how it feels.]

[ It would be really easy for Matt to completely freak the fuck out at this, to push him off and yell something. But he doesn't do that. He does, however reach out and grab a little at Nate's thigh, holding onto him and trying to stay relaxed as Nate guides him as he does. He can feel his cock sliding in and out of his mouth, further than he'd taken him.

Is it weird how much this is turning him on?

As he moves, Matt shifts his tongue a little, trying to have an active part in this, though on a particular shift his mouth seems to object and he coughs a little, his head drawing back. ]

Sorry [ he laughs ] keep going [ going back to it without pause, shifting in a way that Nate can continue as he was, tilting his eyes up to watch him. ]

[As Matt coughs and withdraws, Nate looks instantly worried.]

You ok-- ayyy! [He nearly yelps as Matt returns to the task, a laugh following.] Jesus...yeah, okay. You're a quicker study, aren't you?

[His fingers comb through Matt's hair lovingly, guiding him less with his hands this time and instead letting his hips shift forward to meet Matt's pacing.]

[ It would make Matt laugh were he not pretty preoccupied. But preoccupied he is. He finds he really wants to do this. He wants to get Nate off, and it's all the more thrilling knowing just how much Nate wanted this.

Shifting a bit, he lets Nate get a little deeper into his mouth, as he reaches and grabs a hand tightly into his behind, half as a way to ground him, but really just because he wants to touch him, and really, he has a bloody good arse. ]

[Matt's hand on his ass is more than he expected. His hips shift forward a bit more firmly than he intends. His cock pulses, a bit of precome making its way onto Matt's tongue. Baby steps, Matt.

Nate's fingers grip tighter in Matt's hair as he regains his composure.]

Matt... I think-- may need you to slow it down.

[ That's unexpected, and it's almost enough to make him cough again. He manages to hold it back this time though, just continuing his movement, eager to tip Nate towards his edge.

So eager, in fact, that he very nearly doesn't hear him, continuing just the same for a moment or more before he slows and pulls back, gasping for breath, hand replacing his mouth. ]

You close? [ he asks, breathy ]

Getting there, yeah. [His voice is strained, watching as Matt's hand strokes with him down on his knees like that. It's like a fucking dream come true isn't it?]

Just tell me when you're gonna come, okay? [ he asks just gently, watching him a little more as he twists his wrist just so, at least wanking is something he has a definite experience with.

A few more movements of his wrist and he moves his head back in, his tongue stroking open mouthed along his length before he takes him in, sucking on his tip, before he bobs again against him, his hand gripping and kneading a little into his backside. ]

[Nate just groans, his head tipping back for a moment as the pleasure of it overwhelms him for a moment.]

Fucking hell, your tongue... [He manages the words before another moan escapes him. Nate keeps his hands in Matt's hair, holding on for a moment before he slowly starts to guide him again. But this time it's not as slow. He's still careful, but he's clearly losing himself to the moment a little.]

[ Okay this is... more than he expected, and his gag reflex finds itself being tested a little, the ensuing thrusts of Nate's hips finding him deeper into his mouth, so much so that he can feel him hitting his throat. He doesn't stop him though, in fact quite the opposite. He grips tighter on his backside and holds on in return. It's... remarkable how much doing this is finding his own dick hard, pushing against the fabric of his suit trousers as he kneels on the carpet.

He's always liked doing this himself, and maybe in part that's why it turns him on so much, knowing Nate is on the recieving end of that, fucking his mouth as he is. ]

[Nate keeps on going like that for a few moments, little cries falling from his lips, curse and Matt's name mixed all throughout. He wants to keep going. He wants nothing more than to just keep going, but he can't. He knows he can't.]

Shit, shit... [Without warning, he pulls Matt back, panting as he tries to keep from falling over the edge right then and there.]

[ He's almost shocked when Nate pulls him back, but he quickly realises why. It's for the best really, sucking a dick is one thing but having come in his mouth is probably a step more than he can handle right now.
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Don't come [ he finds himself saying, remembering back to what Nate had said in the restaurant. ]

Don't you dare come.

[He nods, eyes closing as he does his best to calm down. His cock is throbbing, needy and begging for that extra bit of attention to push him over.]

Fucking hell, Matt...

[ Matt looks up at him with an utterly ridiculous grin. Oh yeah, he's enjoying himself. It's evidenced even more so by the fact he returns his hand to Nate's cock and pumps him slowly slowly. ]

Not til I say so, yeah? You're making me so hard.

[Matt's hand makes him gasp, everything so sensitive. Seeing Matt still down there on his knees isn't helping matter either.]

I'll try, but...

[The sound he makes next can only be described as a whimper, his hands clenching at his side as he tries to keep himself under control.]

But nothing.

[ Bolstered, Matt shifts a little, opening his mouth and licking the tip of Nate's cock as he looks up at him, the whole thing overblown and like something out of a terrible porno. Teasing him, doing it on purpose. ]

Such a big hard cock [ he whispers, looking him over as he gently continues to pump ]

Do you want to come, Nate? Go on, tell me what you want.

Fuck... [Nate pants the word out, glancing down just in time to see Matt drag his tongue over the tip of him like that. He whines, feeling his cock pulse painfully as the arousal mounts higher and higher.]

Yeah...yeah I want to come. [Well, he does and he doesn't. This is really intense and he's actually enjoying the hell out of the teasing.]

Where do you want to come? [ he presses on, still moving his hand just so, eyes up at him, waiting and expectant. ]

Or do you want me to fuck you? Do you like being fucked hard? God I want to fuck you hard. Turn you over and fuck you until you can't see straight.

[ He reaches down, applying a little pressure over his own crotch, relieving a little of the tension ]

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[What he really wants is to come in Matt's mouth, to feel that wet heat of his tongue as he climaxes. But he knows not to ask for that. Not yet anyway.]

Fuck me, Matt. Fuck me but don't let me-- not yet. Not until you're done with me.

[He really isn't sure if he can hold out that long, but he's almost positive that the resulting orgasm after would be one for the ages if he could manage it.]

[ God just hearing him say that makes his dick harder. He's not about to waste time either, and so he pushes himself up to standing and hurries quickly to remove his trousers and shoes, throwing them off to the side, socks along with because he's not going to be that guy. At the same time, it gives Nate the opportunity to do the same, freeing his ankles from the last of the fabric. ]

Get the stuff [ he urges hurriedly, as he palms his own cock a little. ]

[Stepping out of his clothing, Nate gets rid of his socks and shoes, trousers and underwear as well. Naked, he goes to grab a condom and some lube. Instead of asking Matt how he wants him, he just bends over his bend, glancing over his shoulder. He looks like he needs nothing more than this right now.]

[ Quite honestly, seeing him bending over the edge of the bed makes it almost impossible not to just come right there. Still though, he manages not to do that (thankfully). What he does do however, is don the condom and squeeze out a generous amount of lube onto his palm. He rubs it over his cock, before taking the same hand and smoothing it over his backside and between his cheeks, his finger moving in circles against his hole ]

Better loosen up this asshole a bit hadn't we

[ Matt might not be that experienced, but he's not stupid, thankfully. ]

[Nate's eyes close as Matt touches him, a low moan escaping him as he presses back against Matt's hand. He wants this, needs it.]

God, yeah...

[He has to grip his hands tight to the sheets on his bed to keep from reaching down to stroke his own cock.]

[ Cautiously, Matt presses a finger against him, pushing it inside him and gently starting to pump it. He hooks his finger a bit, and really anybody would think he might have been googling about the prostate gland and things like that. Who knows.

He's eager for this though, and so he doesn't waste too much time before one finger becomes two, feeling him tight around him as he pumps, his own cock pulsing at just how tight Nate is around his fingers, knowing that will be his cock soon. ]

You like that? Like being finger fucked in that tight ass of yours? Fuck you've got an amazing backside, Nate. [ Before he hadn't had the chance to look down at him like this, but now he can see him in all his glory, his free hand smoothing over his behind and grabbing lightly. ]

[Nate's head falls forward, leaning against the mattress as he rocks his body back into Matt's hand. As he adds a second finger, Nate cries out, nearly coming right then and there. But he manages to hold back.]

Fuck... So fucking good, Matt.

[He can already tell just how much he wants more, remembering the way Matt's cock stretched him so well.]

Want it so bad.