Type looked to his left at Tharn and smirked, "Are you still nervous?"

Tharn turned on his side and Type turned to face him. Tharn slowly slid his hand to Type's and covered it, squeezing gently. However, his frowning face was still in place. It had been like this since they had bought the tickets to go back to Type's hometown. Every day Tharn became more pouty and worried and he was even more so today, the day before they were to fly out.

Type would be better than Tharn for once and have mercy on him. Hopefully what he was about to do would relax his boyfriend before the big day.

Type gently traced one of his sexy veins from his hand up his arm. Tharn's eyes fluttered and his lips parted releasing a small breath. Type watched his face carefully as it changed from content to aroused as his hand traveled down his neck to his bare chest and finally down to his boxers. His fingers traced the lining of Tharn's tented shorts, teasing.

Tharn quickly hooked his finger on his boxers and pulled them down. He shook his legs until they dropped down to the floor. Type chuckled quietly at his eagerness.

"Let me comfort you," Type whispered between the space of their bodies. Tharn's eyes fluttered close as Type gripped his cock. He stroked him ever so slowly even as his foot rubbed Tharn's and traveled up and down his leg.

"Type...harder..." Tharn's stomach tightened when instead of doing it harder Type just used a single finger to trace the ridge on the underside of his cock.

Type leaned forward to kiss Tharn. His tongue traced his bottom lip as gently as his index finger traced his ridge. "I love how this feels inside me," he whispered against Tharn's lips.

Tharn's eyes opened and he swooped down to kiss Type deeply. His tongue swept inside to trace every inch of his mouth. Type moaned and stuck out the tip of his tongue for Tharn. Tharn didn't waste any time and sucked Type's tongue between his swollen lips. The slurping and sucking sounds filled the room and made Type's cock hard.

His hand was now gently fondling Tharn's balls even as Tharn kissed him hard as if spurring him to adapt to his rhythm, but Type was taking it slow. Teasing him by rubbing his thumb on his mushroom head leaking pre-cum.

Tharn let go of Type's tongue and switched to twirling his tongue around his mouth then nibbling on his upper lip lovingly. Now he was trying to coax Type. Tharn inserted his hands in Type's underwear and held onto his bare bottom. He squeezed his butt cheeks briefly and then pushed down his hands to take off his underwear.

Type moaned a protest against his lips. If Tharn's fingers got anywhere near his hole he would be a goner. He broke the kiss and pushed his hands away. One hand rose to rub Tharn's nipples and he witnessed as Tharn's stomach muscles tightened and his back arched.

Type's other hand gripped Tharn's cock firmly, but not firm enough to make him come. He stroked up and down in twisting motions. His hand was wet with pre-cum and Tharn's cock was so wet he felt like he could just slide right in.

Tharn leaned forward and buried his face in Type's neck. His lips nibbled and bit hard as Type continued to torture him.

"Type... please...please..." Tharn begged against his neck. Type leaned down and bit his neck and then let his tongue sweep out to soothe the bite.

"No...you have to wait...just...ah" Type moaned as Tharn gripped his cock tightly. Type thought fast on how to distract Tharn. Tharn wasn't as desperate as he wanted him yet. Usually, when he arrived at that point he stopped begging and just took what he wanted.

Type slid down Tharn's body and took his cock in his mouth. Tharn's hands automatically buried his hands in Type's silky black hair. He gripped his hair hard as his hips started thrusting.

Type gagged as Tharn hit the back of his throat. He held onto Tharn's hips and sucked Tharn down. His tongue slid against the ridge of Tharn's cock as Tharn thrust faster and faster in Type's mouth.

Type pushed Tharn back and his tongue slipped out to trace every vein on Tharn's cock. His eyes closed as he sucked on the mushroom head even as his tongue pressed against the underside of Tharn's cock.

"Type...stop...provoking me..." Tharn said haltingly between panting breaths. His hands gripped Type's hair and tried to press his head down. Type let him press him down until his nose pressed against his trimmed pubic hair and then Type pulled back and let Tharn slip out of his mouth. He smiled up at Tharn.

Tharn bit his lip sexily as he traced Type's wet lips. His hand reached out and gripped Type's neck. He pulled Type up with all of his strength and pressed their lips together. He tasted himself on Type's lips and his tongue swept inside.

He tumbled Type to his back and kneeled on the bed. He roughly took Type's legs and pressed them down to his shoulders. He rubbed the head of his cock against Type's trembling pink hole. His cock twitched against him and they both moaned in unison.

Tharn inserted two fingers into his mouth and sucked until they were sufficiently wet. He then pressed them against Type's hole. He plunged them inside and Type moaned and arched as if he was being electrocuted.

Tharn leaned down to press his forehead against Type's even as he looked down to see his fingers disappearing and appearing from inside his lover. "I should tease you like you did me," he said as he raised his eyes to look at Type's corrupted expression.

Type thrust his hips against Tharn's finger. His waist moved sensuously and his channel gripped Tharn's fingers tightly as if wanting to swallow them whole. "We both know...ah..right there... you can't hold it" Type finished between gasps and moans.

Tharn slid out his fingers and Type cried in protest. Tharn gripped his cock with a trembling hand and his chest pressed down on Type's legs as he positioned himself and then plunged inside. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he pushed through Type's tissues and felt Type's channel strangle his dick from head to base.

"Hmmm...Tharnnnnn...." Type moaned Tharn's name as he thrust up making sure Tharn's balls were pressed tightly against his butt.

"Hold on..." Tharn breathed. His fingers bit into Type's hip and his chest continued pressing down on his legs and then he started thrusting hard and fast. Every time his cock plunged inside it would his Type's prostate in new and delicious ways until Type was moaning and groaning with every thrust.

Type's arms reached up to hold his legs open by the back of his knees as Tharn pounded him into the bed. Tharn's panting breaths filled the room and sweat ran down his forehead as he pistoned in and out of Type.

After a while, Tharn put down Type's left leg and just pressed down on his other leg and really started thrusting faster. His cock flashed in and out of his lover and the sight of it made him even more aggressive. His thumb pressed hard against Type's hip, so hard he was leaving a mark. Type moaned with pleasure pain. On the one hand his hole was really enjoying the pounding, but his hips hurt like hell from the pressure.

Tharn held onto Type's right shoulder for leverage and continued plowing inside. His balls tightened and liquid spilled out of Type's hole. "God, you're so wet. So tight." Tharn gasped. Rivulets of sweat ran down his back as his hips thrust forward, swiveled, and pulled back.

Tharn gripped Type by the back of his neck and raised his head towards him for a deep kiss. Their tongues dueled and Type sucked on his tongue hard as if imitating the rhythm of Tharn's hips. Tharn held Type's neck in his grip as he pushed him to his side and thrust back inside.

Tharn lifted Type's leg and fucked inside harder and harder. The tingles started from his toes and traveled up his legs. He was so close.

"Are you almost there?" Tharn asked his lover.

"Ya...sss..." Type hissed. His knee was pressed against his waist by Tharn's strong hand putting further pressure on his hip, but he didn't want Tharn to stop. If he stopped, Type felt like he would die.

"Come with me..." Tharn said with a raspy voice. He turned Type's head towards him and Type offered him his tongue. Tharn sucked on it roughly even as his hips pounded forward in an incessant rhythm. His hand pressed down on Type's thigh, his grip getting tighter and tighter as he came close to coming.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Type moaned against Tharn's mouth. Cum spurted out of his cock in a long line. At the same time, Tharn thrust one last time and held as he came inside his lover. They both pulled back from the kiss and gasped for air. Their sweaty bodies still pressed together even through the aftershocks.

Tharn let go of Type's leg and Type lowered it with a painful moan.

Tharn frowned while looking down at Type's pain-filled expression. "What's wrong?"

Type's eyes opened and he frowned at Tharn. "Look at my hip, you bastard!" Type's blissed out expression was long gone and now he felt and saw was the huge purple bruised on his right hip.

Tharn gently rubbed the bruise in slow circles. "I'm sorry. I got carried away. I'll get you some ice." He moved to leave the bed, but Type pulled his arm.

Type sighed. "Forget it." He swept Tharn's sweaty hair back gently. "Feel better?" He asked as he looked at Tharn's face.

Tharn cradled Type against him, his head underneath his chin. Type wrapped his leg around Tharn's legs, getting comfortable. "I'm better, but I'm still worried about what your parents will say."

Type hugged Tharn. "Don't worry. I'll protect you, I swear." Tharn sighed contentedly and then slept, finally at peace.