rpg_palace | Sean and Harry have crazy monkey sex

(Okay, now that you've ducked behind the cut, we'll admit that this is a backstory post. Sean and Harry are both 21, during the libertine-client phase of their relationship. Although this is not their first time together, it's still a fairly new thing.)

Harry lay on the bed, twirling the tube of strawberry lube in his fingers. Sean was running late, but he didn't really care that much. Hell, considering the number of times they'd run overtime... couldn't really bitch about it. Still, he was bored- it wasn't like they stocked the pleasure suites with anything to read.

As Sean hurried down the hall, he looked at his watch. Fuck, 10 minutes late already. He smiled as he hurried to the room where his 4PM appointment was probably waiting. Harry. One of his favorite clients. Not to mention a good tipper. Brushing his hand through his hair, he turned the knob and entered the room, closing the door behind him. Seeing Harry laying on the bed, he smiled, arching an eyebrow. "Sorry I'm late, Harry. Hope you didn't start without me?"

Harry smirked as the door opened and Sean walked through the door. Fucking beautiful. "Thought about it, but decided I'd rather see you earn your money. Why should I do your job for you!" Harry gave Sean a wink, and flips the lube in his direction. "Hope strawberry will work out for you. It was that or chocolate." Harry shuddered. He hates chocolate.

Sean caught the lube and chuckled. "Strawberries. My favorite." He crossed the room, eyeing Harry with a grin. He'd always enjoyed fucking him. It was always hard and fast, and just so fucking *good*. Reaching over to tug at Harry's shirt he shook his head. "Is this just a quickie, Harry? Want me to fuck you with all yer clothes on? Or are we gonna do this right?"

Harry looked at Sean, lust already building in this eyes. "Oh no mate, not gonna miss out on a chance to be naked with you. Everything goes. And I've got the time if you do."

Sean's mouth watered. "Yeah. I've got all day, Harry. Now let's fucking get naked, shall we?" He quickly threw his clothes in a nearby chair, trembling in anticipation, his cock already getting hard at the look in Harry's eyes.

Harry grinned at Sean. "Oh, and it takes you blokes so much effort to get naked. You wear one piece of clothing- that's it! You want me naked, do something about it. I already did the tricky bit and took me shoes and socks off." Harry fought a moan at the first glimpse of Sean's bare skin.

Sean was on Harry in an instant, straddling his hips as he unbuttoned his shirt with practiced hands. "I can bloody well help you out there, mate," he growled. Running his tongue over his bottom lip, he threw the other man's shirt aside and reached down to unbutton his pants. They too were discarded within seconds and both men were completely naked. Sean leaned over to fasten his mouth on one of Harry's nipples, nipping, licking, and sucking as Harry began to squirm underneath him. Abandoning the nipple, he ground his hips down, and leaned up to press a deep kiss onto the other man's mouth.

Harry's head swirled as a blond whirlwind descended on him, ripping the clothes from his body. Harry had never really been one for partially dressed sex, he loved the sensation of skin on skin contact way too much. He moaned and writhed as Sean's tongue danced around his nipple, then groaned into Sean's mouth as he was pulled into a long deep kiss, running his tongue around inside Sean's mouth. Harry grabbed Sean by the hips and pulled him up against Harry, grinding in harder.

Sean felt Harry's hands on his hips and desperately tried to suppress a whimper as they ground together. Pulling his lips away reluctantly he licked his way down the other man's throat, sucking and biting gently, then using his tongue to soothe the sensitive skin underneath. His tongue lapped its way down to Harry's navel where he sucked and nipped at the skin underneath, as his hand reached down to grasp the stiff cock that twitched just below his chin. His licks became broader as he smiled at the other man's reaction and he slowly began stroking him in unison with his teasing tongue.

As Sean traveled down his body, Harry's hands slipped off Sean's hips to lie beside him on the bed. Too late, Harry realized Sean's intended target was his stomach- one touch of a tongue below or around his navel and Harry is lost. Gasping, he bucked his hips up as Sean bit at the skin, then cried out as Sean wraps his fingers around his cock. "Oh fucking hell...Oh fucking buggering Christ, Sean... goddamn you anyway!" Harry forced the words out, breathing hard.

Sean grinned at Harry's meaningless curses, loving the way he thrashed about each time he nuzzled the expanse of skin at his lower stomach. After long minutes of teasing, he replaced his tongue with his free hand, his thumb rubbing small circles over the moist and trembling skin he left behind. He pulled back to rest between Harry's legs, his mouth ignoring the cock he knew must be aching, to focus on mouthing the full balls, gently taking each one in his mouth, sucking and tasting them in turn as his hand continued to stroke Harry's cock lightly- too lightly to make him come just yet, but more than enough to keep him highly agitated. "I want you to beg for me, Harry. I want you to beg me to fuck you."

Harry thrashed on the bed, lost in the sensation of Sean's mouth on his skin. God fucking dammit- he knows what this does to me! Lost in the rush of the moment, Harry barely hears Sean's words, although the feeling of Sean's breath against his balls as he speaks almost sends him through the roof. Harry gasps, barely getting the words out. "Fuck. You." Sean's going to have to work harder than that to get him to beg. Not much, mind, but Harry's going to at least try not to cave just yet.

"Oh, yeah?" Sean smirked. "Well, how about if I do ......this?" He lowered his mouth ever so slowly on the thick, leaking cock in his hand, taking him in deep, pressing down on Harry's hips to prevent him from thrusting up. Pulling back, he let his tongue slide quickly over the slit, drinking up the fluid that had gathered there, before pressing forward again, taking all of him into his mouth, swallowing around the head as it touched the back of his throat. Sucking hard, he pulled back, moving his lips away, before placing another lick to the long shaft and smiled innocently up at the other man. "Ready to beg, yet, Harry?"

Oh fucking hell!
Harry knew exactly what he was letting himself in for, taunting Sean like he did. He was counting on it. He bit his lip to keep from screaming as Sean took his cock deep into his mouth, a long groan escaping. Panting, he glared at Sean when his mouth comes off Harry's cock. "Oh fuck, oh, fuck..." Harry repeated, chanting quietly.

Sean felt his own arousal begin to throb and grow impossibly hard. He should have known that getting Harry to beg would be no easy task. He wanted nothing more than to thrust into the other man and do it NOW He felt fluid leaking from the tip of his cock, and suppressed the urge to stroke himself, knowing that this was now a matter of pride. He reached for the lube and slicked his fingers, urging the other man's legs further apart as he his put a finger to the quivering hole before him. Circling teasingly, he leaned forward to reclaim Harry's stiff erection with his mouth as he let his finger glide in smoothly to the third knuckle. "Does that feel good, Harry?" he whispered. "Does it feel good when I fuck you with my finger? Do you want more?"

Harry moaned. He was going to lose this battle- he knows it. He's known it all along. But fuck if losing isn't going to feel good. He struggled to speak, Sean's question turning him on as much as the finger that's just glided inside him. "...yes."

Sean could no longer resist stroking his cock with his free hand as he watched his finger fucking Harry's tight entrance. "Gods, Harry. You're always so fucking tight," he moaned, withdrawing his finger slowly. He added another and pressed firmly forward. "This is only two, Harry. No where near as big as my cock, you know. If this feels good, just think how good my cock will feel as I finally take you, as I slam into you until you come." Sweat began to trickle down his neck as he strained to control his voice as he moaned. Abandoning his own cock, he reached for Harry's again, still slick from his mouth, and began fisting hard, in time with the fingers that pressed in and out of the hot puckered entrance.

Harry writhed and moaned under Sean, mired in sensation and lust. "Just fucking do it Sean! God damn you, stop talking and fuck me already!" Harry moaned again, panting through his words as he forced the sentence out, voice straining.

Sean pulled his fingers out, and opened the lube again to slick up his cock with a trembling hand. Leaning over to place another deep kiss on Harry's mouth, he positioned his cock at the stretched and slicked entrance and pulled back, breaking the kiss. With a small lick to the other man's lips, he tried to calm his breathing. "Fucking. Beg. Me. Harry." he hissed.

Harry snapped- he'd held off long enough, and he wanted to be fucked NOW. "Fuck me Sean... Gods, please fuck me!" The words came out as a cry of desperation, and Harry looked right at Sean, hoping his words combined with the look he knew was in his eyes will be enough. Please...!

Sean was too close to the edge to even smile as he saw the look in Harry's eyes. Damn, he needed this. Needed it rightfuckingthisminute He pressed forward steadily, breeching the tight ring of muscle with the head of his cock, suppressing a deep moan. As soon as he had buried himself to the hilt, he paused, allowing the other man time to adjust, as well as holding off his own desire to come just from the feel of Harry's muscles contracting around him.

Harry cried out as Sean pressed inside, forcing himself to relax, taking Sean deep. Breathing heavily, he looked into Sean's eyes, giving him the briefest of nods to let him know that he could continue. *Must* continue.

Sean swallowed hard and pulled back until his cock was almost completely out before thrusting back in as deeply as he could go. Pulling the other man's legs up around his waist, he leaned over to kiss him again, reaching down to fold his fingers around Harry's straining cock. "So. Fucking. Tight. Harry." He thrust quickly, deep thrusts turning shallow, before ramming back in again until his balls rested on the curve of Harry's ass. Knowing his release was close, he angled his thrusts to hit the sweet bundle of nerves deep inside and fisted Harry's cock with abandon.

Harry screamed as Sean rammed into his prostate, his release bearing down on him. "Oh fuck, Sean! So fucking close!" Harry's hips snapped up to meet Sean's thrusts, tightening his legs to pull Sean in as tight as he can get him.

Sean felt Harry's legs pull him in closer and he redoubled his efforts on the slick cock in his hand. He was beyond need, beyond all reason, and just needed to come. NOW. With one final, hard thrust he felt himself spill deep inside the other man, unable to suppress a cry of pleasure as his whole body shivered.

Harry has been overwhelmed with sensation for awhile now, but it's the cry from Sean that finally sends him over. Harry came hard with a feral growl, spilling over Sean's hand and onto their stomachs. Shuddering, he let his legs drop down, and lolled his head back on the pillows.

Collapsing onto the other man's chest for a moment, Sean tried to catch his breath. After finally gathering the strength to move, he pulled out carefully, and rolled to the side, chest heaving, sweaty arms and legs still entangled with Harry's. "My God, Harry. It's always so fucking hot with you," he smiled, his breath finally returning to normal.

Harry lay beneath Sean, sweaty and sticky and fucked within an inch of his life- just the way he liked it. Well, one of the many ways he liked it, but this would do just damned fine for now. Recovered enough to be able to see clearly, he looked over and grinned at Sean. "Yeah, don't think I'll be having to ask for a refund after that. Fucking beautiful, Sean."

Sean chuckled at the satisfied well-fucked look on Harry's face. "Glad you approved, mate," he said with a grin. "Cause I don't do refunds. But next time, if you want, I'll let you fuck me. If you think you can handle it, that is."

Harry gives Sean a playful shove. "Wanker. I'm only this wrecked because you did that mouth thing on me. You just wait until I find your button...everybody's got one- it's just a matter of time now before I find yours."

Ducking his head, Sean resolved never to tell Harry that his current weakness was a lick to the base of his throat. Reaching for the lube, he squeezed a drop on his finger and tasted. "Hmmm...you know..." he laughed, offering another drop to Harry. "This lube...actually does taste like...strawberries..."

Harry tasted the lube, licking it off Sean's finger, and grinned, cutting the wink to Sean. "And you know that we didn't come near to using that lube to it's full potential. So I'd say a next time is in order for sure."

Sean rose, taking the lube with him. "Tell you what, Harry. We'll say this strawberry lube is just for us. I'll put it away in a safe place, and next time you're around, we'll drag it out again, eh? I think we can come up with plenty of ways to use it to it's full potential. Deal?"

"Deal. Wanna fuck on it?" Harry looked at Sean, eyes glinting, with a shit eating grin on his face...

Sean and Harry have crazy monkey sex

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