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A little bit of porn for #SgtStockingStuffer

The room itself was masculine. A king sized bed dominated the space, carefully made with almost military precision; even the pillows lined along the dark wooden headboard seemed to be arranged perfectly. There wasn’t anything else in the room, but it was enough. And from the way the two men were currently pressing up against one another, it was doubtful they were going to make it to the bed anyway.
The younger man, slender and beautiful with dark blonde hair and fae-like blue eyes, was pressed against the wall by a rugged, older man. Hands roamed across skin that told a story through symbols inked into their flesh; lips danced at the edges of the most sensitive parts of their bodies. The younger man, Danny, dug his fingers into the shoulders of the older man; a man known only as Sergeant. They’d known each other for almost two hours, each friends of a mutual friend, and the attraction between them had been incendiary. One glance at the stocky build, gruff demeanor, and warm smile had Danny’s cock straining against his briefs. He’d spent thirty minutes squirming before he walked up and introduced himself. Fifteen minutes later, he’d found himself making his goodbyes to friends, Sergeant’s firm hand on the back of his neck. He’d handed the keys to his car over, as though it were the most natural thing in the world for this man to be driving his Jeep.
During the ride back to Sergeant’s place, the warm pressure of his palm against Danny’s leg did nothing but make him want more. The third time he squirmed his hips, Sergeant squeezed his thigh and his warm voice spoke, “Settle down, boy.” Danny made an effort to keep his twitching to a minimum. He failed at said effort, but at least he put one in. Sergeant’s eyes were laughing and his lips twitched into a smirk once or twice as Danny tried, and failed, to not squirm. He barked out a chuckle when Danny melted into the seat upon Sergeant’s palm sliding up his leg and coming to rest on the hard length of his cock.
He’d barely stepped down from the Jeep when Sergeant was right there, pressing him against the side of the car.
“Can’t wait,” he said before his palm was pulling Danny up to his mouth and the world zeroed down to just the feeling of his lips, slightly chapped and warm, and the taste of his kiss on Danny’s tongue. He tasted like smoke and whiskey; sweet and slightly spicy mingling on his breath. Danny inhaled, feeling the heady sensation of Sergeant turning them around without breaking their kiss. He pushed and bullied Danny backwards, never letting go of his lips. Even the kiss itself was almost a welcomed assault; Sergeant used his palm on the back of his neck to move his head where he wanted it, taking Danny and owning every moment of the kiss. When his tongue slipped against Danny’s, sliding past and pushing into his mouth, Danny felt the threshold of the doorway pass under his feet. His entire body trembled as he was all but shoved against a wall and held there by Sergeant simply looking at him and nodding once. Danny stayed against the wall while Sergeant locked the door behind them and set an alarm.
Sergeant had seen the boy from almost the second he’d walked into the house. That lean muscled frame would look fucking gorgeous sprawled out on the bed at home, fucked-out expression on his face. He knew when the boy noticed him and had enjoyed watching him wriggle and squirm each time he caught the boy looking at him. When he’d introduced himself, Sergeant was already planning how long would be appropriate before he took the boy home. He was proud of himself for lasting as long as he had.
Driving the Jeep through the city at this hour of the night was relaxing and he found that he enjoyed talking with Danny as much as he enjoyed teasing him. He probably didn’t realize how pretty he was with a blush on his cheeks. Sergeant had to bite his own tongue to keep from laughing out loud at the expression on Danny’s face when he’d palmed his dick. Laughter was the last thing on his mind as he finally turned into his driveway and parked the Jeep. He was around the nose and pinning Danny against the still warm metal before he’d finished putting the keys in his pocket. He couldn’t put off tasting that gorgeous mouth another fucking second longer. And he wasn’t disappointed.
Danny tasted like peppermint and chocolate, decadent and dangerous all in one. The way his body slotted up against his own seemed as natural as breathing, especially when his arms came around Sergeant’s waist and those long fingers dug into his ass. He’d growled under his breath and turned them around, aiming for the front door and hoping like fuck he didn’t walk them into a bush … or a window, for that matter. The feeling of the doorjamb was a welcomed relief, even if it did mean he had to dig his keys out, damn near stab himself in the dick with both sets of keys before finding the right one and shoving it into the lock. Bullying Danny through the door, he sucked a kiss out of the boy before putting his hand on his chest and stepping back. He had to get the alarm set and then he was going to take this beauty into the bedroom and fuck him through to the subflooring.
It took him three tries before he was able to stab the correct code in to arm the system; his hands were trembling. He had to actively think about the multiplication tables in his head in order to clear it enough to remember the four digit code … the second time, anyway. He turned back and found the gorgeous boy waiting, his expression somewhere between bliss and restraint. Sergeant knew the tenuous control he had right now was about to fly out the window. Now that there was nothing stopping them, he had a feeling he was about to find the piss and vinegar in his boy. He was within arms reach when he heard the boy almost purr as he slid off the wall and wrapped himself around Sergeant’s body. All that sinewy muscle and warm skin surrounded him and overwhelmed his senses. For a moment, he allowed himself to enjoy the loss of control before he started pushing back and they both fought for dominance. And even in that, Danny lost it as much as he got it back and Sergeant found he quite liked this side too.
Danny was almost drunk with kissing. He was definitely drunk on touching. He could feel every inch of their bodies being pressed together and he wanted more. Wanted to be inside the same space; or rather, to have Sergeant inside his space. And when his hand slipped down and wrapped around Sergeant’s cock through his jeans, Danny almost sighed with pleasure. Thick against his palm, he felt the length glide over his fingers as Sergeant’s hips rocked forward. He couldn’t stop the grin that broke out over his lips when he heard Sergeant sigh. He’d be willing to bet Sergeant didn’t even realize he’d done it. It was a moment that lasted a breath and then it was gone. Sergeant planted his palms against Danny’s hips and started kissing back, tongue demanding entrance to his mouth. Whiskey and chocolate, smoke and mint, their tongues and mouths tasted every kiss as Danny felt himself being pushed backwards again. He hoped like fuck they were heading for something horizontal … or a sturdy enough vertical space … or just a corner somewhere.
Sergeant’s brain wasn’t functioning. He accepted this as a basic truth of life. He had this strong little slut pressing up against every inch and tast …. HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK … his hand … palm … stroke … pleasefuckohchristrightthatthere … bed … find bed … horizontal … fuck
When his back hit a solid surface, Danny figured they were close enough. He’d lost his shirt somewhere along the way and he got to watch as Sergeant pulled his own shirt up and over his head. The man was built, Danny knew that just from looking at him; but this was something more. He was proud of his body, proud of what he could do with his body. Danny read his tattoos like a book, sponging up everything he can know about this guy. Wanting to know everything. But really wanting a taste of the rest of him. He dropped to his knees, never breaking eye contact as he stroked his palm along Sergeant’s cock. Even still inside his jeans, Danny could see the twitch and he smirked a bit. He leaned forward, barely brushing his nose against the dick print at the front of Sergeant’s jeans, and enjoyed the full body shudder he was rewarded with.
He continued nosing against Sergeant’s cock even as he felt the older man unbuttoning and tugging the jeans down. Danny stared at the cock that sprung free and felt his own full body shudder go straight down to his balls. Like a shot of electricity, his cock (already so fucking hard it hurt) hardening even more and a hot coil sat in his gut. Cumming was going to be fast and hard … at least the first time.
Sergeant stared down at the golden boy, eyes carefully watching the expression on his face as he shoved his jeans out of the way. He could be gentle … he could slow down … make love. He smirked when he put his hands on the back of Danny’s head and shoved his mouth all the way down his length. Just because you can do something, doesn’t mean it’s what you have to do, right? The sound of Danny gagging and the feeling of his throat closing around the head of Sergeant’s cock had his balls pulling up tight … deep breath …. Two times two is four, three times three is nine, four times four is fuckingjesusmotherofhellandcupcakes … that mouth was going to be the fucking death of him. A long line of drool extended from Danny’s lower lip and connected to the head of Sergeant’s cock; he hadn’t even realized he’d grabbed Danny’s head and pulled him free but oh it was worth every second. Blue eyes almost black as his pupils took over his irises, complexion going from smooth to ruddy, and those lips. Oh those fucking lips were gorgeous and now they were slick with spit and precum, swollen from being abused as Sergeant fucked his mouth. He almost came all over Danny’s upturned face before he swallowed hard (shut up, these puns don’t write themselves) and leaned down to pull Danny to his feet. Stepping out of his jeans, he pushed Danny back against the wall and kissed him again, this time getting the slightly bitter taste of his precum onto his tongue. The taste improved when it was on Danny’s tongue. Sergeant decided he liked that.

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