Pray The Gay Away | Kellic (boyxboy)

ONE | All Hell Broke Loose

A/N: Surprise motherfucker

Kellin's P.O.V 

He put his hands on both sides of my face, kissing me harder. I gasped against his lips as his hands began to drift down from my face, against my chest, to my waist. I playfully took his bottom lip between my teeth, lightly biting it, pulling him closer by his lip. I felt him walk me back two steps, the back of my legs hitting the edge of my bed. I let my fingers get tangled in his hair, and in one motion, I spun us around and pushed him down onto my bed. Our lips disconnected, and he looked at me with a surprised, yet smug expression on his face. His legs were still hanging off the edge of my bed, his knees bending at the edge of my mattress. I kept my eyes on his, my vision clouded with lust; all I could see was that his semi-hard dick was begging to be pulled out of those tight jeans of his.

I got on top of him, straddling his waist and kissing him, just for a second. Eventually, my hands drifted to his sides, beneath his shirt, my cold fingertips dancing across his skin, feeling goosebumps rise. He got the hint and sat up a little, keeping his hands on my hips, making sure that I didn't fall backwards. Once he was in a sitting position, I stopped kissing him as he lifted his arms, letting me tug his shirt off. I threw it to the floor, not caring where it landed. My eyes met his again and I forced him back down, my hands pinning his bare shoulders against my mattress. I brought my lips to his neck and sucked on a lower spot, not being careful about my teeth grazing his skin. My jeans were getting to be just as tight and I was just dying for any sort of friction; I grinded my lower half against his, nipping at his skin. He threw his head back into my mattress a little more as I continued to rock against him.

After I was sure I had left a mark, I moved down a little lower, leaving a sloppy kiss on his collar bone. I crawled backwards, off of him at a teasingly slow pace, dropping to my knees, on the floor. He was breathing heavy; his legs were still hanging off the edge of my bed, and I was now on the floor, in between his legs. I moved to unbutton his jeans, he bit his lip, watching me while leaning up, resting on his elbows. I kept my eyes on his the entire time I undid his pants. I didn't even have to say anything for him to lift his lower half up so I could pull his jeans down, off of his hips, over the pole in his boxers. 

I decide to tease him even more by pulling his dick through the front slit in his boxers instead of pulling his boxers all the way off. I take him in my hand and slowly rub him up and down, keeping eye contact the entire time. His chest moves up and down in an unsteady pattern. As he struggles to keep his breathing normal, I can tell he is trying so hard not to beg me to go faster. He is trying so hard to make it look like this doesn't have such an effect on him, but he's failing. Especially when I move closer, slowly licking the underside of his shaft from base to tip. Flicking my tongue over the very tip, I only take his top half in my mouth, moving my hand up and down, slowly rubbing the bottom half. His mouth begins to open slowly, but nothing comes out; his eyes struggle to stay open. I bob my head, taking more and more of him into my mouth each time I go back down, building up to a faster pace. 

He bites his bottom lip and his eyebrows furrow as he closes his eyes, no longer able to hold his eye contact with mine. He throws his head back, still holding himself up with his elbows. I can hear a low groan barely slip passed his lips, but I can tell he's still trying to hold it back; so I slow down again, only taking half of him into my mouth, running my tongue over his tip again. He finally lets out a loud frusterated moan, his elbows going weak beneath him, letting him collapse onto my mattress completely. He impatiently thrusts his hips upwards, deeper into my throat. I almost gagged, but squeezed my eyes shut and forced myself not to. I pulled back slightly, taking his lower half in my hand, flicking my wrists a few times. He let out another groan, throwing his head back, not bothering to hold any sounds back.

He bucked his hips upward again, but I dug my nails into his hip, pinning them against the mattress; his desperation was a turn on and I could feel myself growing even harder with each whimper he let slip out. I hallowed my cheeks out, earning a loud moan and string of curse words from him as he arched his back, digging his nails into my bedspread. I wanted to smirk, but my lips were a little busy. He gripped onto my blankets as his breathing began to become quick and labored. I felt his hands get tangled in my hair, then he was tugging on it, moaning for me to stop. 

"Clothes...Off." He gasped, pulling me up, "Now."

I stood up as he struggled to sit up, shuffling onto my bed properly. I undid my jeans as I crawled on top of my bed, but I didn't even get them off before I was being pinned to the mattress, his lips attacking my neck. I gasped and continued to attempt to pull my jeans off, but I was feeling a little distracted. I groaned in frustration as he lightly bit my neck, slipping his hands down the front of my undone jeans. I dug my nails into his bare back; It felt so good that he was finally touching me, but I was so hard; I needed more.  I let my hands travel to the back of his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair as he continued to suck on all of my sweet spots, grinding against me. I moaned just thinking of how hard I wanted to come, right then and there; I roughly gripped his hair, pulling him off of my neck. He looked down at me, eyes clouded with lust and desperation.

I put my hands against his bare chest, pushing him back. I sat up, he straddled the tops of my thighs, sitting on me as I pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor. As soon as my shirt was out of the way, he pressed his hands against my chest, pushing me back down. He placed a sloppy kiss on my lips, not even caring where they had been, then kissed my jaw, then my neck... then quickly kissed near the middle of my stomach; he crawled back, sinking down, his lips meeting just below my belly button. I let out a shaky breath as he rubbed his hands up my thighs. He was now between both of my legs. My jeans were already undone, all he had to do was tug on my belt loops and I was thrusting my hips upward, allowing him to pull my jeans off completely. He threw them to the floor, along with the rest of our clothes. 

We were both in our boxers now. He crawled back on top of me, slipping his hands into my boxers, giving attention to the spot I desperately needed. The sudden friction was enough to make me moan loudly, my breath getting caugh in the back of my throat. He wrapped his hand around my dick, only squeezing lightly. I thrust my hips up into his grip, he held me tighter, flicking his wrist, stroking me up and down. I trembled, biting my lip and throwing my head back into my pillow, groaning. I was getting impatient. I needed him now. My breath hitched and it took everything in me to stop him from jerking me off.

I grabbed his wrist and looked into his eyes, giving him a warning look and nodding, breathless. He got the hint and pulled away, smirking as he crawled off of me, letting his legs hang over then edge of my bed. I swallowed hard, trying to catch my breath while watching him finally pull his boxers completely off. My heart was beating hard against my chest as I watched him pull what he needed out of my beside table drawer. I sat up a little, pulling my boxers down completely, kicking them off. I looked down at myself, before groaning and dropping back down against my pillow. I saw him bite his bottom lip, watching me from over his shoulder as he rolled the condom onto himself.

I clenched my jaw, taking matters into my own hands...litterally. He turns his head completely, watching me as I stroked myself slowly.

"Could you hurry up over there?" I sighed, my eyes fluttering closed, feeling myself getting closer. I heard the small popping sound of him, opening the small bottle that he had pulled out of my drawer. I continued to stroke myself while watching him do the same, squirting the liquid onto himself, rubbing it over his length. He let out a low groan.

I decided he was taking way too long.

"P-Please..." I groaned, my mouth falling open as my breathing began to quicken again.

"I like it when you beg." He growled in my ear, climbing back on top of me. He grabbed my hand, pulling it away from my dick and pinning it above my head.

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes, not paying attention to anything other than the fact that he was positioning himself between my legs, his head dropping into the crook of my neck. I felt him place a quick kiss on my jaw before feeling one of his hands travel further south.

After that, all I remember is closing my eyes and taking a deep breath just before everything went wrong...

And all hell broke loose.