Externalizing [mxm]

Chapter 19

"Well my dad doesn't believe in vegetarians, so," Brendan shrugged and popped another piece of breaded cauliflower into his mouth. It had been his contribution to the party, and had gone widely untouched by the kids. It just meant more for him.

"Doesn't believe in vegetarians," Marc repeated listlessly. "Does he not believe in global warming either?"

"Maybe not, who knows," Brendan grinned at the thought. He washed down his food with some water before putting the rest away. "How late is it?"

"Late enough," Marc answered eagerly. "If you wanted to head up stairs..."

"Totally late enough," Brendan agreed, flicking off the kitchen light and racing Marc up into the bedroom.

Marc made sure he locked the door just in case Ariel decided to come wandering any time soon. Marc moved quick and to the point then. He helped Brendan out of his shirt and pants before stripping himself down as well. Marc was less nervous this second time around being faced with another man in front of him.

Brendan kissed down Marc's neck and chest, tweaking briefly at his nipples before moving his mouth down lower.

Marc let out a quiet gasp as Brendan's warm mouth went over the head of his cock then, licking up the bit of pre-cum there and flicking his tongue over the slit. Marc fisted his hand against the back of Brendan's head, his hair just long enough for him to hold onto.

Brendan's tongue curled under the ridge of the crown as he gently sucked. Brendan slid his mouth down further, his tongue rubbing against the underside of Marc's shaft and his cheeks hollowing out.

Brendan let Marc's erection fall from his mouth then, and for the better. Marc let out a shaky breath as he had been close to coming. Brendan climbed up the bed, straddling himself over Marc with a knee on either side of his head. Brendan leisurely stroked his shaft while letting it hang suggestively over Marc's mouth.

Marc licked his lips and met Brendan's eyes before testily putting his lips at the tip. Using his tongue, it tasted slightly bitter, but it faded away quickly. He tried doing the same that Brendan had done to him—popping the head into his mouth and locking his lips around the flare as he sucked. It was warm in his mouth, and the flesh was pliable to his lips.

Marc took it further into his mouth, making sure to carefully cover his teeth with his tongue and top lip. He coaxed Brendan's shaft with his tongue, though he was unable to reach the base before feeling his gag reflex kick in. Marc simply stopped there and began to suck earnestly, enjoying how it felt deep in his mouth.

Brendan ran his fingers through Marc's hair, obviously a touch of approval. Marc happily took his time then, trying desperately to take Brendan in just a bit further. He flexed his tongue back and felt it hitting the back of his throat then, as he was tantalizingly close to the root now. He swallowed the last of the length and ignored the discomfort of his throat for a few seconds before he knew he had to pull back.

Brendan let himself slide out then, still seeming pleased. Brendan wormed his way down the bed again and took Marc up into his mouth another time. He sucked more vigorously at the head while using his hand to gently roll Marc's sac in his hands.

Marc let himself push his hips up to meet Brendan's mouth, earning a muffled moan of approval out of Brendan. Marc gently worked his cock up into Brendan's mouth until he felt himself on the edge again. Brendan kept it going, his tongue twisting wickedly underneath the ridge until Marc felt hot pleasure shooting through him.

He slapped a hand over his mouth as he came, filling Brendan's mouth and dribbling down his chin. Brendan sat up with a grin and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Marc had to take a moment to gather himself before he could roll over and prop himself up on his elbows in front of Brendan.

The second time of having Brendan in his mouth was even better. The taste was non-existent, while Brendan was warm and heady on his tongue. Marc bobbed his head up and down a number of times, his mouth eagerly watering and slicking Brendan's shaft.

Brendan tapped his head back quickly as he used his other hand to stroke himself off as he came. Marc's lips tingled as he felt Brendan's fluids landing across his shoulders and collarbone. Brendan swore under his breath and flopped back on the bed. "I could go with another one of those soon," he muttered contentedly.

Marc chuckled and laid down next to him. He hovered over Brendan and gave him a long kiss. "Every night wouldn't be a problem with me, either."

Brendan laughed and threw an arm over his eyes. "Uh huh. And then Blueberry would show up asking where the hell I am."

"She'll learn to take a hint," Marc snorted.

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