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Noah's been getting hard since Freddie touched his stomach, so when he feels Freddie's cock pressed between them he's glad to find he isn't the only one. He moves his hand down to tug at the waist of Freddie's pants, aligning their hips so he has something to lazily rut up against.
"Okay," Noah says, dreamily, tilting his head so Freddie can keep kissing his neck, too, if he wants.
"Oh. Wait. Please, can I-- can I suck you first?" He blushes when he asks, but it's clear he wants it. He's never even seen a real cock in person, and now that Freddie wants more than just to kiss, his mouth is practically watering for it.
Noah's been getting hard since Freddie touched his stomach, so when he feels Freddie's cock pressed between them he's glad to find he isn't the only one. He moves his hand down to tug at the waist of Freddie's pants, aligning their hips so he has something to lazily rut up against.
"Okay," Noah says, dreamily, tilting his head so Freddie can keep kissing his neck, too, if he wants.
"Oh. Wait. Please, can I-- can I suck you first?" He blushes when he asks, but it's clear he wants it. He's never even seen a real cock in person, and now that Freddie wants more than just to kiss, his mouth is practically watering for it.
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"I want you to come on my face," he tells him, his voice already hoarse from taking Freddie's cock so deep. But there's one perk of being what he is; no gag reflex if he doesn't think about there being one.
With a bit more assertion, Noah wraps his fingers around Freddie's hand on his own cock and leans right back in, taking the head in his mouth to suck, teasing the slit, the underside, the sensitive foreskin with his tongue. All of it. He wants to explore every inch.
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"Jesus," he breathes at Noah's request, his hand sliding to the base of his dick then, squeezing tight to keep back the rush that threatens.
And then Noah's hand is cover his own, guiding Freddie back into his mouth. He's more assertive this time, tongue flicking out across Freddie's slit and then around the head, dipping gently under the foreskin as he strokes upward. Freddie gives over to it, slipping his hand out and running it over his stomach, feeling the muscles in his abdomen clench when Noah takes him in deep again, deeper than he should be able to for his first time, holy fuck.
It's easily the best blowjob he's had in months and he has to reach out a moment later, fingers tangling in Noah's hair again and giving a light tug as he wave starts roll over him. "Noah," he breathes, a warning as he feels his balls start to clench.
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Noah moans to hear his name like that, but he takes the cue and pulls off. He's breathing deeply, flushed. Somewhere along the way his body forgot to be like a real boy's with a longer recovery time and he's hard again. He doesn't pay it any mind, instead he carefully takes the hand Freddie's holding himself with and moves it away, leaving Freddie's dick bare and spit-shiny.
"Shh, not yet," he murmurs, returning his hand to Freddie's cock. He squeezes gently, trying to stop him from wanting to come, while at the same time finding the vein and stroking it with his thumb the way he likes to do with himself. And then he does what he's wanted to since Freddie removed his underwear and raises up on his knees a little more, nuzzling his cheek against Freddie's cock, dragging his mouth along its length.
"I haven't even sucked your balls. Do you like that?"
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"Fuck," he breathes, the sound melting into a surprised sort of laugh. He feels a bit like the rug's been pulled out from under his feet, the control of the situation stripped from him. It's unnerving, if he's honest, and part of him wants to sit up and yank Noah onto the bed with him, wants to roll him over and jerk off all over the stretch of his pale skin just to get the upper hand back.
But then Noah's ducking in again to mouth along his length, each touch sending tremors all through him. He laughs again, tipping his head up to watch, taken by how eager Noah still is, how much he's genuinely enjoying this. "Love it," he replies, reaching to brush the hair of Noah's forehead again, thumb brushing over his brow. "Love just about everything. Do you rim?"
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"Yeah, I rim," he says, tugging Freddie further to the edge of the bed so his mouth can more easily reach underneath his cock. Freddie is neatly kept, and curious, Noah reaches with his tongue to lick at where he's most vulnerable. He takes him into his mouth, so gently, exploring the texture, the feel of him.
"Is that what you want?" he asks when he's had his fill, breathless. Inspired by Freddie's own filthy mouth, Noah looks up at him. "Want me to lick you out?"
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Laughing, Freddie lifts his legs up higher as Noah ducks down between them, bringing his own hands up to the backs of his thighs as his mouth falls open in a soundless gasp. Because Noah's wasted no time at all in licking him right where Freddie licks it most. It's a slick touch, not at all tentative and Freddie shudders for a moment, his fucking fucking aching as Noah leans away again.
"Shit, yeah," Freddie manages finally, not caring anymore just who has the control, only wanting Noah's amazing fucking mouth on him again. "God, do it. Put that tongue in me. Fuck."