Andante con Brio

CXXX (NSFW)

Brett closed the door and shoved Eddy roughly against it. His mouth was already on his, his tongue in his mouth, feverish, insistant, taking, giving. 
"Fuck." he whispered harshly. "I didn't last nearly as long as I wanted to."
Eddy couldn't help but smile triumphantly. 
"Really?" he said innocently. 
"Yeah. You know why. You're too fucking sexy."
Brett kissed him hard, his hand fisting in Eddy's hair. Eddy gathered all of his confidence. He had had a plan, right? Something about a freight train? He kissed his boyfriend back and then he suddenly pushed him backwards. Brett's eyes opened wider. 
"Lie down." Eddy ordered. 
Brett blinked at him, his eyes shimmering like stars on a moonless night, and seemed to deliberate. Eddy winked at him. 
"Come on."
Abruptly Brett stepped back and let himself fall down on the bed. Eddy joined him and kissed him, once. Then he sat back and let his eyes wander all over his boyfriend's body. The pale beige shirt he had admired so much earlier was a bit crinkly now, but still looked so good on him. He unbuttoned it, slowly, watching Brett's face intently. 
"Fuck, Eddy. Please. I need to... God.. I need..."
"I know." He sat up and straddled him, bending forward to whisper in his ear again as their erections pushed together deliciously. 
"Patience, Brett..."
He sat back up and undid the last buttons. Then he moved and kissed each nipple, before undoing Brett's belt. He kissed his belly as he lowered the zipper. 
"Eddy, I swear to God." Brett rasped. "I'm going to come in my jeans."
He moved lower and smiled against Brett's quivering erection, still encased in his boxershorts. Then he tugged them down and kissed the very tip. 
Oh, how he loved the silky smooth feeling of Brett. He swirled his tongue over the tip and Brett bucked his hips off the bed. 
"Oh God. Eddy. Oh!"
He grabbed the base firm, cupping Brett's balls with his other hand. He blew on Brett's tip and looked up one last time. 
"Anticipation over."
He was going fast now, both hands and his mouth moving at once, sucking, moving, feeling Brett's groan coming from somewhere deep, deep down. Then Brett bucked into him once, twice. Eddy moved with him and doubled down. Oh yes. This was exactly where he had wanted him. 
"Fuck!" Brett called, way too loudly, and bucked again. "Oh, Eddy!"
Oh yes. Eddy kept sucking as Brett came, and came, drawing it out as much as he could, reveling in how undone he had managed to make him. 
Right now he was feeling invincible. When it was all over he moved up and lay down, pressing himself against his love, kissing his neck gently again. They were quiet for a long while, but suddenly Brett grinned. 
"Jesus Christ, Eddy. You're so good at that. The guys in the living room definitely heard that."
Eddy smiled against his boyfriend's neck. That was exactly what he had wanted to hear him say. 
"Oh my God." Brett said again, shaking his head. "That was the best thing."
"Good."

It wasn't that Eddy wasn't excited, because of course he was, after doing that to Brett. But all of the tiredness of the day caught up to him at that moment, and he closed his eyes for just a moment. His head was comfortably on Brett's shoulder, his hand draped loosely over his torso. 
"Are you sleepy?" Brett mumbled. 
"Hmm."
Brett pulled him closer and stroked his hair softly. 
"I love you, Eddy."
"Hmm."
Tomorrow, tomorrow would have to be soon enough to practise more, to think more, to love more. He vaguely felt how Brett pulled the sheet over him, but he was already drifting.