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Polaroids.
That’s what was getting Alex through this godforsaken tough work week. Fucking Polaroids .
Polaroids of Henry. Dirty ones. Completely, and utterly slutty ones.
Alex found the box this morning sitting on Henry’s side of his bed when he woke up, seeing a note in Henry’s handwriting attached to the side.
To help you get through this work week. Proud of you, my love.
Alex smiled, sitting up in bed and pushing the covers off the lower half of his body. Placing the small box in his lap, he undid the tie and opened it up to glance at what was inside. By the time he picked up the first Polaroid, Alex felt his heart stop inside his chest. “Oh fuck.” He muttered, grabbing the stack of them sitting inside and spreading them out quickly on top of the bed sheets.
Each photo was different, and Alex wondered when the hell henry managed to snap these, and how extremely fucking hot they were.
Henry’s fingers tweaking one of his nipples. Henry’s fingers sucked into his mouth. Spurts of cum dribbling down his lips, against his chin. Henry’s hole, shiny with lube. Henry’s ass. A bright red plug pressed against his cheeks. Henry’s hand on his cock. Henry’s belly smothered in his own cum. Another photo of his cock, hard and leaking. Each one fucking filthy it instantly made Alex hard in his own boxers.
Groaning to himself, Alex reached across to grab his phone — immediately sending Henry a message.
Henry. I got your present.
Alex’s phone buzzed back rather quickly, his heart still racing in his chest.
Henry
And?
What did you think?
I think it was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life
And I really really want to fuck you
badly
Henry
How unfortunate that I’m not there
I think I’ve been pretty bad, don't you think?
Henry.
Henry
Yes my love?
Get your sweet ass home. Need to play with it.
Henry
Later
Finishing up brunch with Pez
Hurry the fuck up.
Alex groans, tossing his phone to the end of the bed and rubbing his palms over his face. He didn’t know how much longer he could sit here and wait for Henry to get home. Alex kept staring at the Polaroids, staring at Henry’s gorgeous display and how bad he wanted to get his hands on Henry.
About an hour later, Alex had started to get impatient. He texted Henry a few times for an answer and got no response. Maybe he was on the way home and Alex was getting worked up for nothing. But god, his eyes could never leave those fucking Polaroids, and seeing Henry in that state was fucking doing it for him. Alex wanted to do very very bad things to Henry the minute he walked through the door of their brownstone.
By the time Alex had picked one of his favorite Polaroids in his hands, the sound of the front door opening made him perk up.
Jumping up from the couch, he stormed to the Fourier or the brownstone and noticed Henry removing his coat from the cold New York air, hanging it up on the coat rack by the door. The second he turned to see Alex strutting forward, Henry didn’t even manage to get a word out before he was shoved up against the door — Alex’s lips hot on Henry’s mouth.
Henry groans, hands flying to Alex’s hair and tugging tightly. They kissed like they’ve been apart for ages, and their bodies cover one another almost too perfectly. No words are spilled as Alex wastes no time in grabbing the underside of Henry’s thighs, lifting him up off the ground and putting Henry’s legs around his torso. Immediately carrying Henry up to their bedroom, never breaking the heated kiss.
“You’re a goddamn fucking tease.” Alex grunts between breathy kisses, dropping Henry to the edge of their bed — roughly pushing him down onto his back. “Been thinking about you taking those pictures all fucking day. Want to take more.”
“Yes.” Henry whines, reaching up to removing his shirt rather quickly.
“Would you like that?”
“Yes Alex, Christ.” Henry’s chest falls and rises with every word, sliding his shirt down his shoulders while Alex removes his own clothes. By the time both of them were stripped down to nothingness, Alex grabbed the Polaroid camera off the shared dresser.
Alex grinned widely, standing back at the foot of the bed and noticing Henry staring right at Alex’s cock. Licking across his lips, and immediately spreading those fucking sinful legs. “Here’s what’s going to happen…” Alex hums, reaching down to wrap a hand around Henry’s ankle, dragging his body closer. Henry squeaked at the sudden pull of Alex’s hand. “You are going to be my muse baby. I’m going to take lots more photos, of you, of us .” Alex travels a finger up the inside of Henry’s thighs, feeling the blonde tremble underneath him. “You are going to behave, do everything I tell you to do. You are going to look so fucking pretty baby.”
“Alex—“ Henry’s hips buck forward, wanting.
“Yes, love of my life?”
“Get on with it you twit.” Henry bites down in his bottom lip, arms above his head as Alex yanks both of Henry’s legs around his waist again, rubbing their half hard dicks together. Snapping the first Polaroid rather quickly. “Oh fuck.”
“Hmm super fucking hot baby.” Alex rolled his hips again, grinding their dicks together and watching the small drizzle of precum leave their tips, spilling onto their lower halves. Alex snapped another photo. “Open your mouth, want my fingers between your pretty little lips.”
Henry obeys on comment, looking like a slut the minute his lips part and his tongue lolls out. Alex slips two fingers into Henry’s mouth without wasting any more time, sliding the digits in and out, spit now creating a mess in an instant. Snapping more photos in the process, Henry closes his eyes and sucks down on Alex fingers, bucking his hips some more and getting some momentum going.
“Just like that… suck on my fingers like you’d suck my cock.”
Henry whines again. Swirling his tongue along the ridges of Alex’s cleft fingers and hollowing his cheeks.
Alex drags his cock forward some more, away from Henry’s own and moves it across the navel of Henry’s belly. Wanting to make a fucking mess all over the smooth pale skin, snapping more photos in the process. Alex did just that.
“I want to cum all over your stomach. Your face. Your ass.”
Henry mumbled a babbling please against Alex fingers, pouting at the loss when Alex removed them slowly. Dragging a string of spit out and across Henry’s chin. “Alex—“
“Yes baby?” Alex hums, snapping another photo of Henry’s face with his head arched into the pillows, swollen lips already looking wrecked and detached.
“Fuck me.”
“In all due time.”
“Alex.” Henry bucks his hips upwards again, sliding against the underside of Alex’s own cock. The feeling was indescribable. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Please, I’ll do anything. Want it so bad darling.” Henry babbles more and more, “Want you to mark me. Use me. Ruin me.”
“Christ baby, you are such a needy little slut aren’t you?”
Eventually, Alex got to work rather quickly. He grabbed some extra stuff for the fun he was about to have and flipped Henry’s body over to his stomach, pushing Henry’s ass up in the air, stuffing a pillow underneath the blonde's hips. “If this becomes too much, traffic light colors okay baby?”
Henry nods, rutting against the decorative pillow already. Knowing he needed some release while Alex had his fun. Pushing Henry’s thighs further apart some more, Alex got a good look at his lover's hole, leaning across to spit right into that spot, causing Henry to let out a cry at the feeling.
“That’s right baby, I know how bad you want your greedy hole to be stuffed. I promise, you’ll get it soon.”
“Alex, hurry the fuck up please.” Henry moans louder, not holding back at all, pushing his ass up more and more towards Alex’s body, wanting something. His neglected cock leaking, making a mess all over the damn pillow. Alex could see it all, and was so tempted to snap another photo but kept focus on his muse. He got to work with the supplies Alex pulled out from their closet, along with the lube and condoms. Once he got Henry where he wanted, things were starting to get interesting.
A few minutes had passed and Alex couldn’t move his eyes away from the scene in front of him.
It was truly a sight to behold. An image he wanted to bury in the back parts of his brain for the rest of his fucking life. He clutched that Polaroid camera in the palm of his hands, being careful to not break it. It was very hard not to when Henry was looking like that.
“God baby.” Alex breathes out heavily, shifting his knees closer on the edge of the bed and aiming the camera for a better view. “I can’t wait for you to see what you look like.” Alex snaps a photo, containing himself giving up so easily. This is what Henry wanted, and oh he was going to give it to him.
A weak whine leaves Henry’s lips again, his tied up wrists tugging against the headboard and lunging his hips forward. Moving the camera away from Alex’s eyes, he started staring again and couldn’t believe this was his fucking life.
Henry’s legs were spread out rather widely, the pillow still nestled between his naked lower half while a red shiny vibrating plug poked out of the shell of his hole, shaking with every second that passed. Lube and Alex’s spit from earlier slipped out from Henry’s puffy hole, making a complete fucking mess onto the sheets beneath him. A pair of bright red panties were stuffed in his mouth — Alex desperately wanted to see Henry gagged— causing his lips to be swollen with drool running down the side of Henry’s chin.
“You look like such a little slut. Is that what you are, baby?”
Henry nods erratically, babbling against the soaking wet fabric in his mouth and rutting his hips faster.
“You’re my little slut?” Alex says again.
Henry spills out another weak cry, all while Alex snapped another Polaroid of his fucked out hole, wishing it was his cock in there instead. Soon. Very fucking soon.
“If only you weren’t gagged, I can hear those loud noises you make. Oh Henry, I can’t wait to be inside of you. Only a few more pics and I’ll give it to you okay?” Alex noticed the shivers coursing through Henry’s body, loving the way his thighs flexed and how glorious Henry looked in this state. The blush that was plastered on his face now covered his entire pale body, while Alex dug his fingers against the skin, marking Henry, making him run red due to the dragging of Alex’s nails. “Fuck baby, I love how much you respond to me. Are you ready for me to fuck you?”
Alex reaches to remove the panties from Henry’s mouth, tossing them somewhere to the floor.
“Please fuck me alex, please I need it. I need — hnnngh you’re cock.” Henry moans out with a pained cry, the butt plus still vibrating against his hole, as Alex leaned down to snap another photo quickly.
“I’m all yours baby mine.” Alex sets the Polaroid camera down, removes the plug and reaches for the condoms before Henry kicks them off the bed with his foot. Looking over his shoulder, Henry shook his head with a glare.
“Want you bare…”
“You are going to be the death of me.” Alex grunts, lubing up his cock and pushing his way into home. Alex bottoms out rather quickly, pushing the tip of his cock just barely into Henry’s run, before grabbing the camera again and taking a photo of it. The picture itself was going to be obscene. “We are going to need to hide these away..” Alex chuckles.
Henry’s face falls forwards, cheek smushed up against the pillow with his ass still in the air, all while Alex pushes his cock more into Henry’s slick hole. They both let out a loud cry, Henry’s own hips rocking backwards to get the movement going faster, pleading for Alex to pick up the pace. “Harder Alex, fuck me harder.”
“You are still coherent, I need to get better then baby.”
Alex grabs at Henry’s hips, sliding his cock out for a brief second and then slamming back in with a rough thrust. The camera almost had rolled to the floor the minute Alex set it down, avoiding pictures for now so he could give Henry what he so desperately wanted.
And that, was to get truly and utterly fucked.
Alex fucked Henry hard and quick. Pounding his hips against the swell of Henry’s ass, their skin slapping against one another, sweat and sex was all that surrounded Alex’s senses, loving it more than anything in this fucking world. He whispered more dirty things into the back of Henry’s ear, sucking and biting in the pale flesh of Henry’s shoulders — leaving way more marks than planned. Alex reminded himself to snap photos of that after he was done with Henry.
Soon enough, Henry came to be a withering mess. Shaking and whimpering violently, begging for Alex to fuck him more and more. Tears sprung from his pretty blue eyes, sliding down his cheeks, lips parted with drool spots all against the white pillows. It was fucking everything to Alex. He couldn’t get enough. He would never get enough. He wanted Henry like this for the rest of their fucking lives, and the fact Alex gets to have this and nobody else — makes everything all fucking worth it in the end.
“Are you close, baby? Gonna let me cum all over you?” Alex grunts, nailing his cock right against Henry’s sweet spot, hitting his prostate dead on and edging him until Henry couldn’t take it anymore. Henry came rather quickly with a soft laugh, rutting out his orgasm against the pillow and making a white mess all over the sheets. Alex was close to his own edge, fucking into Henry just a little longer, finally reaching his peak.
Pulling out of Henry before he came, Alex flipped Henry’s body to his back and wrapped his own hand around the base of his cock. Jerking himself off until his orgasm hit, an insane amount of white spurted from Alex’s tip and painted Henry’s body with it. All over that pretty fucking tummy of Henry’s, all over his inner thighs, his hole, and right against his chin. It was a fucking mess and truly a goddamn vision.
“Fuck…” Alex groans, riding out his high and looking down at the mess he had created. Henry had lapped up some of Alex’s cum off his chin with his tongue, immediately almost getting Alex fucking hard again from the sight alone.
They were fucking obsessed with each other.
“That was so fucking hot.”
Alex wastes no time in reaching for the Polaroid camera again, snapping the photos of his favorite art piece. Henry laid there spent, legs still spread, covered in Alex’s cum. His forearm covered his eyes, as his chest was breathing in and out. Henry looked so wrecked .
“Are you still with me baby?” Alex asks, reaching to grab one of their dry towels to clean Henry up after finishing up the photos.
All Henry could do was mumble a small hum, his eyes closing in the process. Alex laughs to himself, knowing the love of his life would immediately fall asleep after a real good fucking.
Next time, Alex thought to himself, more Polaroids must definitely be taken again.