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The next day, neither of them had any work since it was a Sunday, so they stayed inside and used that as an opportunity to talk their feelings out – openly this time. They talked about how long they had been harboring these feelings, how they wished to continue things, and so on.
One thing was clear, though: Varka was to permanently stay at Flins’s house, and Flins would no longer look for a new place for him.
After chatting all day, night finally came and the two of them went to bed. One problem was that they were both way too excited to fall asleep. It was unbearable, as they both wanted to continue where they had left off last time. Flins turned around and looked at Varka, who was playing with his blue hair.
“If you wish to… You could go buy condoms and lube…” Flins instructed, trying to not sound too demanding with his words, but also making it known exactly what he wanted. He wasn’t going to beat around the bush about it either. He finally had the opportunity to speak his mind and if he didn’t, he would’ve continued feeling tense. “You can take my credit card to pay for them. When you’re back, wait for me in bed until I'm finished getting ready.”
When Varka went out, Flins tied his hair and went inside the bathroom and started washing and preparing himself for what was to come. After making sure he was entirely clean, he put a towel on and walked out of the bathroom.
Varka was already sitting on the bed with a bottle of lube and a box of condoms lying next to him – just as requested.
Flins got closer to the other and glanced down as Varka wrapped his arms around him, his hand tugging the towel off and tossing it to the floor. Flins was breathing heavily, waiting to see what else Varka had in mind. The only thing Varka did was spread his own legs, caressing Flins’s sides tenderly.
It was obvious what he wanted, and Flins was not going to disappoint. He kneeled down and removed Varka’s pants, wrapping his fingers around his dick and started stroking with both hands. It was such a simple touch, yet Varka was getting harder and harder. Flins could feel that. He felt him growing in the palms of his hands, all thanks to him.
“Show me how good you can be, would you?” Varka requested as he pulled the hair tie out of Flins’s hair, letting blue locs freely fall along his shoulders and back. Varka then grabbed a fistful of hair, his free hand placed on the other's chin, guiding him to open his mouth and take him.
Flins obediently did so, wrapping his lips around Varka’s cock and moving his head in repeated motions while still stroking with hands, gagging whenever Varka’s cock reached deeper than he could’ve taken.
“Fuck… your mouth feels so nice and warm,” Varka moaned, bucking his hips to thrust deeper into Flins’s mouth. Flins was gagging and gasping for air, but deep down, he enjoyed it.
He loved seeing Varka enjoying himself, so he completely relaxed his head and let Varka lead.
It felt so wet and good inside Flins’s mouth. Varka couldn't take his eyes off of him – the way saliva rolled down his chin, the muffled moans escaped his mouth. Varka was so turned on. He gradually picked up his pace until he pushed his cock deep into Flins’s throat, cumming inside after he pushed his cock deep into the other's throat. He released him from his grip only after feeling him swallow around his length.
He pulled Flins up shortly before pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him, giving him gentle kisses on the cheeks and mouth. “You did so well,” Varka praised as he continued kissing the other man, moving down from his mouth towards his neck.
“Please don't leave any more marks there,” Flins pleaded in worry. His job required him to be well put together. If he had any visible hickeys, it would’ve been improper.
Varka understood that, so he listened to Flins’s request. Instead, he had another thing in mind. If it was a problem for the hickeys to be visible, he was just going to put them in places where nobody but the two of them could see.
He gradually started moving towards Flins’s nipples and started sucking on them – this time making sure to leave bite marks around, marking what was rightfully his. He left some marks on his stomach as well – it was so soft and pretty, he couldn’t leave it lonely.
Varka could feel that Flins was getting impatient – he was trying to push his head down or to lift his hips a bit so Varka could pay attention to him down there, too. Varka found Flins being needy beyond adorable. As he built up Flins’s anticipation enough, he gently caressed his thighs and spread them apart, leaving some more bite marks and hickeys on them. Flins’s pale skin was now adorned with pink bites all over.
“It’s my turn to make you feel good now,” Varka said with a slight smirk. He moved his hand to Flins’s dick, wrapping his fingers around it – at first, his movements were gentle. Then, he applied more force as he picked up his pace. He then put it in his mouth and started sucking him off.
His free hand found its way between his legs, brushing up around Flins’s entrance, checking on the other’s reactions. He wanted to make sure that Flins was mentally ready before he could prepare him physically as well.
Once he noticed Flins was feeling more relaxed, Varka squeezed some lube onto his fingers and continued massaging the entrance, slowly pushing one finger a bit so he could spread the liquid around and make him wet enough to be able to take more in later.
“You can push it deeper now, I will be alright…” Flins said in-between pants, his impatience already showing.
Varka obliged as he eased his finger deeper inside him, causing the man below to flinch, although slowly relaxing once again afterwards.
Flins felt weird and slightly uncomfortable in the beginning, but after the second finger, he felt pleasure building up inside, Varka stimulating both his entrance and dick made things extremely satisfying, therefore he was quick to ignore the discomfort.
“Nnghh!! Aahhh…” Flins started moaning out loud.
“Looks like I've found it,” Varka smirked again as he continued sucking and fucking Flins with his fingers, parting them slightly inside him so he could stretch him out more.
If he wasn't well prepared, he would tear. Varka was well aware of that and he would’ve never wanted to be the cause of his discomfort. That was the sole reason he spent such a long time fingering him, sliding in a third finger once he felt loose enough. Flins was moaning below him, thrusting his dick inside his mouth, his body trembling harder multiple times as he experienced his first dry orgasms.
“Varka… Please… I want more…” Flins moaned between thrusts, but Varka didn't listen. Flins was still not ready. The blue haired man felt all three fingers sliding out, along with the sudden absence of Varka’s mouth on him.
He hoped that it was finally time, but Varka adjusted himself instead. He turned around, moving his knees on each side of Flins’s head and lowering himself, his dick hard all over again and leaking precum right before his eyes.
“If you make me feel good again, I'll grant your wish,” Varka said with a teasing tone before lowering the upper half of his body as well, continuing his previous job as he busied his mouth with Flins’s dick and his fingers found their way back around his rim. Flins stared at Varka’s dick before once again taking it into his mouth. This time, Varka was not thrusting, he let Flins do as he wished.
As Flins was moving his head, he was moaning more and more around the other’s cock, sending shivers down his spine. Feeling the attention on all his sensitive places, he was lost in pleasure, and they weren't even at the main course yet, but he knew that if he didn't start doing anything, Varka would just continue using his fingers. Flins opened his mouth wider to take Varka deeper. He remained like that for a few moments before suddenly pulling away.
“Aaahh… mmm… Fuckkk…” Varka moaned as he looked at the direction of Flins’s mouth.
Flins smiled proudly and teased: “You liked that didn’t you? Didn’t think you would be into this.”
Before Varka could say anything, Flins took hold of Varka’s balls, kneading them in his hand, and when Varka couldn't hold back anymore, he helped Flins by moving his own hips slightly. Flins continued his previous movements. He loved hearing Varka moan thanks to his actions and loved seeing him react to his teasing.
Varka couldn't afford to stay behind. After a brief pause, he slipped his fingers into Flins once again, moving even faster than he did previously. He took in Flins’s length in his mouth, stimulating him from both sides. Tension started building up and Flins couldn’t help but moan in pleasure while still sucking Varka off. He closed his eyes and thrusted deep into Varka's mouth as he climaxed once again.
After Varka pulled his dick out of the other's mouth, long strands of saliva dripped down along his dick, some connecting to Flins’s still open mouth.
“You are so hot right now,” Varka gasped out as he admired Flins. “You look so pretty with my dick in your mouth.”
Flins only smiled in response below him.
“You actually wanted me to cum in your mouth again didn’t you?”
Flins stuck his tongue out teasingly, saliva built up on it.
Varka grinned and lifted his body to sit up, now positioned behind Flins, thick thighs still framing his head as he leaned down to suck on his tongue and kiss him. “Unfortunately for you, that wasn’t enough to make me cum, but something else might,” he said between kisses.
He then moved and adjusted himself between Flins’s legs. He ripped a condom open with his mouth and put it on his dick. He took the lube and poured a generous amount on top, along with putting some around the entrance, pushing some of it past the rim. He was going to need it if he wanted to take him entirely.
“Are you ready?” Varka asked before proceeding with anything else.
“Please put it in already,” Flins begged as he spread his hole with his fingers.
Varka didn't need any more words. He started slowly pushing his way in. Despite the time spent on prepping, Flins was still not as loose as Varka would have hoped for. After pushing the tip in, he put some more lube along the shaft and continued pushing inside. Flins was gasping for air below him, clenching around his dick whenever he moved.
“Relax, it will be alright,” Varka said soothingly as he was more than halfway in now. Flins looked at him with a lustful look on his face and kissed him.
“You can thrust it all in,” he said and placed his hands on Varka's shoulders, bringing them closer to one another. After Flins relaxed his insides a bit, Varka felt the right moment and pushed inside with all his strength.
Flins moaned in pleasure, scratching at Varka's back as his nails dug into his skin. He felt so warm inside. Varka waited for a few moments until Flins relaxed fully and started thrusting in and out of him.
He had noticed that Flins enjoyed it much more whenever he moved fast. He made more noise below him whenever he was focusing on hitting his sensitive spot. He could feel Flins’s insides becoming all soft around it.
As Flins was reaching one orgasm after another, Varka was still only just starting. He had extremely good stamina and he was putting it to good use. Despite that, he tried his best to be careful with the other man, checking up on him from time to time to see if anything was hurting or if he wanted to stop. Varka would continue kissing Flins’s neck and play around with his nipples, pulling and twisting them, biting gently with his teeth. They were reddened up and had become really sensitive to the touch.
Whenever he was kissing Flins’s ears, he noticed that he was squeezing more around his length and digging his nails even deeper into his skin. Flins was sensitive there and Varka used that knowledge to his advantage. He was giving Flins compliments and telling him how good he was doing taking all of him.
“Mmmnghhhh!! Varka… I'm… I'm gonna cum…” Flins stuttered out between moans when his orgasm hit from both inside and outside, covering both his and Varka’s stomachs in cum. After being squeezed more than usual, Varka thrusted hard and finished inside. Flins felt the warmth and smiled, bliss written all over his face. When Varka pulled out, the condom was full of his cum. He tied it quickly and opened another one.
“We're not finished yet.”
“I was hoping you'd say that,” Flins said and lifted himself to sit up before pushing Varka down onto his back, climbing on top of him and straddling his lap. He adjusted himself so he would be comfortable and started slowly pushing his body down, taking in Varka's length. When he had taken all of him inside, he touched his lower abdomen at the bulge that was forming.
“My god, you are so freaking hot,” Varka said, moving his hands back and forth along the other's thighs and ass, slowly guiding him to start moving up and down. Flins wanted to do his best for Varka so he could feel good, too. Both of them were extremely sensitive from their previous orgasm.
Varka wrapped his hand around Flins's dick, pumping it slowly to match the movements of his hips. Watching him perform so well just for him was so hot. Varka felt so lucky to have Flins.
Flins started moving faster as he was reaching yet for another orgasm, feeling the familiar tightness in his stomach. Both of them came, and this time, Flins was lying on top of Varka, his dick still inside him, and his hard on still not calmed down.
Varka lifted Flins slightly upward to pull out of him and change condoms, but Flins interrupted him, stopping his hand as he reached for the box. Flins took the lube that was laying close to them and poured it along Varka’s, now bare, cock. He pressed his hips down once more, pushing all of him inside himself again. Varka tried to protest but Flins successfully shut him up with kisses.
“If you complain, I will leave you to deal with this hard-on alone,” he said simply yet sternly and started moving. This time, it felt so much better than all the previous. He could feel the veins along Varka’s shaft, he could also feel the warm precum leaking inside.
This time around, Varka couldn't hold back anymore. He held the other by the waist tightly and started pounding up into him. Moans were escaping both of the men's mouths. They were feeling an almost surreal kind of pleasure, and the harder and faster Varka pounded, the better it all felt.
Flins was running out of energy, so he laid on top of Varka again, using him for support. Varka hugged him and turned both of them around without pulling out of him. Flins was once again below him in missionary position.
“It feels so good! Nghhhh… Varka! You… feel so good inside… nnnghh… please… inside… please… finish… inside…” Flins begged as he was reaching his limit. He tried to touch his own dick, to stroke it, but Varka grabbed both of his hands and held them above his head. With his other hand, he started stroking his precum-leaking dick.
Everything was burning – every touch, every thrust, every gasp and moan that escaped their mouths. Varka was only going faster and faster, pulling out his whole length before burying it deep into Flins. The wet sounds coming out were turning them on even more. When Varka finally reached his limit, he thrusted hard and deep, filling Flins’s insides with his cum. Flins’s insides trembled hard as he reached yet another orgasm as well, transparent liquid shooting out of his dick.
“Look at you, you came so much, it has become transparent.”
Flins gave no response, he was still trembling and twitching, his mind lost to another place.
Varka stayed inside for quite a while, thrusting into him again from time to time to let out whatever was left in him. After finally pulling out, he saw his own cum gushing out of Flins’s hole, pushing it back inside with his fingers. When Flins had regained enough of his energy, he turned him around and lifted his ass up, placing a pillow below his abdomen so Flins could be more comfortable.
Not even waiting for Flins to come back to his senses any more than he already had, he thrusted his whole length back inside, putting his whole weight on top of him.
Flins was overstimulated from his last climax, so that made him completely lose his mind. He was holding the sheets tightly in his hands, loud moans escaping his mouth. He reached full ecstasy as his hole was being used exactly as he had always imagined Varka would. His length was hitting all his sensitive spots and stretching him out so nicely.
Varka got closer and grunted in Flins’s ear: “ You’re enjoying this so much, aren’t you? “ he asked between thrusts.
“Yess..Mnnnhhh…Aaaahh… I love it…” Flins could barely form a sentence anymore, his moans were filling the entire room, which was music to Varka’s ears. It motivated him to keep going.
Flins’s dick was rubbing against the pillow, soaking it with precum… Or was it cum… Or something else? Flins couldn’t tell anymore.
The only thing he could do was beg for Varka to go faster and harder until his mind was completely numbed out. The smacks between their lower bodies made them even hornier.
Flins was enjoying himself to the fullest, and so was Varka who loved the warmth inside Flins’s hole caused by his own cum. More than anything, he loved watching Flins squirm in pleasure below him. It made him so excited, he wanted to keep on going until the morning.
Despite that, Varka knew that Flins’s limits and his own were different. After finishing a few more times and feeling the overwhelming sensitivity catching up with him as well, he decided to call it a night.
He laid next to Flins, who was still panting, and hugged him. He started giving him soft kisses all over.
A bit later, he went to the kitchen to grab water and sweets to give Flins. He hugged him again, showering him with compliments. Eventually, he picked him up and led him to their bathroom where he made sure to clean him properly along with all of the cum that was inside. Both of them were extremely tired, so when they finished with washing themselves and changing the bedsheets, they both cuddled to sleep.
The next day, Flins had to button up his shirt to the top to make sure none of the marks were visible. The moment Illuga saw him, he knew what had happened between the two and didn't miss out on asking for details.
Varka, on the other hand, was to wear a T-shirt and hoodie at the pool, otherwise the scratches on his back and hickeys on his neck would have been too visible. Despite that, he didn’t try as hard to hide them – in a way he was feeling prideful for finally being true with Flins.