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A Secret Love- Chris motionless and Ricky Horror slash

Chapter 5- Infected with Count Choculitis

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Chapter 5

We'd been rolling around the bed for a solid hour. Well, to be honest, it was probably more like ten minutes but the strange world that Chris and I had created for ourselves made everything happen slowly. I saw every bat of his eyelid in slow motion; his soft long eyelashes would flutter so beautifully it made me question his actual existence- elegance like that should be made illegal for human eyes.

I wanted more, but at the same time I just couldn't get enough of his mouth. I've made out countless of times before...but this was different. Chris' tongue was insane- it was like he was the master of this apparently dramatic art. Kissing isn't an art...but this guy sure as hell made it one. In comparison to him I was just a selfish sloth that was permanently latched to his face.

We finally disconnected for a while to catch our breath. I should rephrase that: I tapped out (something that I'd had to do a lot when we kissed) so I could catch my breath. Chris just watched me impatiently, batting his eyelashes in a hypnotising manner that made me inch closer and closer until our lips were connected again. And so commenced session number thirty.

It took a while, but Chris finally changed the direction of his kisses. He started moving down my neck but I just couldn't handle it. I dragged his face back up to my mouth and again demanded entrance into his hot entrance. He obliged me briefly then forcefully pulled away. He lifted my head off the bed and pulled me up into a sitting position with him. I shifted in his lap.

"Your so stubborn Olson," he smirked. Too sexy, too fucking sexy.

I scooted forward, pressing my cheek against his. "I love it when you kiss me," I breathed into his ear.

"Oh yeah?" he replied, turning the tables and nibbling on my earlobe. I hummed in response, slowly loosing the connection between my brain and my mouth.

He brought his face in front of mine and gently nipped my bottom lip with his teeth. He did the same thing again but caught my lip piercing, tugging at it gently.

"Mmm, stop teasing me..." I whined, laughing when he broke out into that goofy smile of his.

"Stop being so cute then," he whispered, pushing me down onto his pillows. I watched him crawl over me to fluff them up a bit. "You comfortable?" he asked. My heart melted at how gentle he was being.

"Of course. What are you gonna do?" I asked, biting my lip when the thrill of anticipation hit the bottom of my stomach.

Chris looked up at me slowly but said nothing. I felt him slide his hands over my shirt and next thing I knew I was shirtless...and apparently trouser-less. All I had on were my boxers...when the hell did he do that?

I reached out to tug his baggy jumper over his head and, with his help, the thing was gone. Chris hauled him self off me and got up on his knees, slowly unbuckling his silver plated belt. I just sat there gawking at the way his sharp hips pointed forwards as he teased me. It was like having a hot stripper perform for you at strip club. I couldn't help but reach forwards to try and help him out of his god damn trousers, but the man batted my hands away. I snapped my head up, embarrassed that I had been seen through.

When my eyes met his, pulses of adrenaline raced through me like a bullet train. He redirected his gaze to my crotch for a second but returned those stunning golden orbs to my line of vision. He gave me a wide shit eating grin that made me want to either piss or jizz in my pants.

"Like what you see Richard?"

I must have looked like a tomato; the skin on my face felt so tight that I was certain that Chris would be able to see my blush even through my make up.

"Awww, are you blushing over there?" he chuckled as I frantically shook my head. I was pushed lightly so that I fell back on my elbows.

Once I had regained my senses I looked up to witness a ridiculously erotic performance. Chris ran his fingers through his long soft midnight locks, brushing his hair back off his face as he rolled his head up, gazing at the ceiling. I just stared dumbly as he started slowly unbuttoning his jeans. My mouth hung open- never in my life had I wanted to pounce on somebody so badly. Still, I was frozen in place trying not to miss any detail of the display Chris was unknowingly performing for me. Wait a second, was he smirking? This motherfucker was doing it on purpose!

I didn't even notice myself reach into my boxers and grab my cock. I just caught myself stroking it a little- anything to ease the pressure. Precum was already dripping from the tip- fuck...the guy hadn't even touched me and I was already totally out of it. I shamelessly continued my ministrations even when Chris narrowed his eyes down to me, a smirk firmly in place just like I thought. He was so fucking hot.

And just like that he yanked his boxers down, his erection springing up proudly.

"Holy shit!" I blurted out in surprise, but quickly ripped my hands out of my boxers to slap my mouth shut.

"What's wrong?" Chris asked me, frowning at my outburst. What the hell is wrong with me? I already knew he had a mean monster downstairs, in fact a lot of people knew- it was just one of those things.

"N...nothing, I just forgot how big you are," I told him. "But I can handle it."

"Oh yeah?" he asked huskily while I just stared at his cock, licking my lips. I felt his hand gently grab the back of my head. "Suck me off Ricky," he instructed. I shivered.

He tugged on my hair and pressed my face closer to his crotch. I flicked my tongue out to lick the tip of his length, looking up to see if I had his attention. His eyes flared when my gaze met his.

I poked my tongue out again, running it along a vein and reaching the base. While I was at it I kissed his inner thigh lightly.

"Don't fucking tease..." I heard him mutter through gritted teeth. Like he was one to talk.

But I was way too horny to drag this out. I sat back again and wrapped my mouth around his cock, relaxing my throat so that I could swallow as much of him as I could. I managed stuff a good few inches into my mouth while dragging my tongue firmly along the underside. His head shot up and he arched his back slightly.

"Yeah, just like that..." he sighed.

When I started bobbing my head up and down his length I could feel him grip my hair tighter. He snapped his head back down and searched my face for something. I glued my eyes to him, not wanting to miss a single facial expression. His mouth was forming an 'O' shape and one of his eyebrows were scrunched into a frown.

I could feel my actions getting messy as there was a trail of saliva running down my chin. I released Chris with a 'pop' and ran the back of my arm across my mouth.

But I didn't stop for long though.

I greedily took him back into my mouth again, this time daring to inch closer and closer to his abdomen. I gagged a little, but regained control of my throat and relaxed it. The hand that was tangled in my hair started pushing my head back and forth. I gave him total control and he started literally fucking my mouth. I let go of the firm hold I had on his hips and let him loose it a little. Fucking best decision I have ever made.

"Argh, fuck yeah!" Chris moaned as he rolled his hips back and forth. He let out a string of moans, curses and grunts.

I started moving my head to meet his thrusts and was rewarded with an adorable whimper. The sound of his voice would remain in my wank bank for the rest of my life.

I sucked on him hard, my cheeks hollowing. I grabbed the base of his long cock that I hadn't been able to reach so far and started stroking it while tickling his balls a little. He stopped mouth fucking me and leaned back on the bed with his arms, watching me. His eyes were clouded with lust and he was biting his lower lip. That's another image that would be haunting my dreams.

I slurped around him messily, getting out of breath but being too greedy to release him just yet. Chris' constant muttering of "yeah baby, yeah," was encouraging me not to stop.

"Mmmm, your so fucking good at this," he moaned, raking his fingers through my hair and brushing back the stray locks that had fallen into my face. He forced me to look up at him while I continued bobbing my head up and down his cock.

A few sucks later his moans got louder. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum..." he warned me, chest heaving. I released him from my mouth, panting hard and stroking him faster.

"I wanna...decorate your face..." he hissed through gritted teeth. I nodded eagerly, my jaw feeling way too heavy to speak. I glued my eyes on his face, not blinking and not breathing; I didn't want to miss anything.

"Hah....unnnnnnnn! Ah fuuuuuuuuck!" he moaned loudly as hot sprays of seed jutted out onto my face. The way he came was just so...fucking...

Cute.

I was totally mesmerised as he came down from his high. His eyelids fluttered closed and he sighed in relief. I swiped my tongue over the head of his tired member, cleaning away the small drops of cum left on him. I rolled the salty taste around in my mouth inconspicuously.

Chris watched me for a while, and then leaned up close to my face.

"That, my friend, is a great look for you," he slurred tiredly against my lips. He pecked them before dragging his tongue along my cheeks, cleaning his cum off my face. When he was done he sat back to admire his work, and I giggled.

"And that, my friend, was hot," I smirked, reaching out and wrapping my arms around his neck. He winked at me before sticking his tongue out. I latched onto it and sucked. Chris moaned in response and attacked my mouth. We were all over each other again.

We rolled around the bed until we hit the bed post. The pressure built up in my pants was becoming unbearable and I had to break away from him.

"You in pain buddy?" he asked me, his face laced with worry. I kissed his cheek, he truly was the sweetest person I had ever met.

"A little," I admitted. That was an understatement. "I need you inside of me...now," I said, squeezing my eyes shut in embarrassment.

I felt him wriggle around underneath me and then haul me up. I was forced to stand and he got up too, kicking off his boxers. He stood in front of me, towering over me in every possible way. I almost gasped when he hooked his fingers at either side of my boxer shorts and tugged them down. I kicked them away when they fell around my ankles and moved closer to him, hugging his waist.

He pressed my face against his chest and brushed my messy hair with his fingers. I was literally purring.

'Can I ask you something?" I heard him say quietly into my hair.

I squeezed him tightly and nodded.

"How much am I gonna hurt you. Has it been a while...?"

His concern was adorable, but he couldn't possibly hurt me. I pressed my index finger against his lips to get him to hush. When he was silent I turned away from him, crawling onto the bed on all fours and into a pretty vulnerable position. I turned my head back to look at him and saw him checking my ass out. I tried to tease him a bit by spreading my legs apart, exposing everything. Chris dropped his knees onto the bed and gripped my ass cheeks. I chewed the inside of my mouth to stop myself moaning or screaming.

"You can fuck me harder than you've ever been able to fuck a girl- I can take it," I said bravely.

The man behind me growled, and then started doing things that reduced me to moaning non-stop like a whore.

"Shut up Rick!" I heard him growl, slapping my ass fast. I bit down on the ruffled covers next to my mouth and all that could be heard from me instead were muffled cries. The feel of his wet tongue circling my entrance was too much for me. I'd liked him for so long that everything that was happening was an overwhelming cluster of senses that were affecting me both physically and emotionally. The tears that were now collecting at the tip of my nose were a testament to that fact. I bit down harder into the sheets; I really needed to touch myself.

I just stroked my nipples, assuming Chris wouldn't be able to see me doing it. He'd obviously seen me, seeing as I found myself being flipped onto my back. This guy was too strong; I was literally mobile like paper in his arms. Either that or I was way too skinny.

His mouth latched onto my neck, grazing his teeth down it slightly. I couldn't hold back the happy sigh that escaped my lips. He left a trail of dry kisses down my neck, reaching my chest. My breathing quickened when he shot his piercing eyes in my direction.

He latched onto one of my nipples with his teeth and grabbed the other one, rolling it around his fingers. I threw my head back in pure pleasure. I clasped his upper arms tightly, trying not to lose myself. Nothing could be done to halt my whorish moans though- I just hoped his sister couldn't hear me.

"You like that?" Chris asked, his crooked smile teasing me. I couldn't remember how to speak. Fuck, I couldn't even my name. I just nodded at him, tossing my head from side to side when he dove for the other nipple, playing around with it with the tip of his tongue.

"You're d...driving me crazy!" I gasped, before he sucked on my chest hard, definitely leaving a mark. He moved up from my chest and his hair tickled my face.

"I haven't driven you anywhere yet," he breathed into my ear. I moaned when he nuzzled his nose into the side of my neck. He moved up again and brought his fingers to my mouth. "Suck," he instructed.

I coated his fingers as much as I could and I really didn't care if I looked like I was in a hurry. My cock was actually sucking the blood from my brain at this point. Who knew if I'd survive long enough to have sex with this beautiful thing in front of me.

When he brought his fingers to my entrance, I hooked my legs around his waist. He slipped the first finger in, wriggling it around a little.

"More...lots more," I demanded, shifting around to try and push myself down on his hand. Soon he was fucking me with four wet dexterous fingers. My world almost split in two when his fist started pumping my shaft at the same time.

"Oh my god...Chris!" I cried out, clamping both hands around my mouth instantly after.

"Take them away, or I'll stop," he ordered me, his eyes darkening as he batted my hands away from my face. I obeyed without fuss and just screamed his name over and over again without caring about what I sounded like or who heard me. I was beyond sane right now.

Stars abruptly entered my vision and I cried out so loud I was willing to bet on my life that the whole neighbourhood had heard me.

"So fucking sexy and so fucking loud. Holy fuck!" Chris smirked darkly, ramming his hand right into my prostrate again and hurling me back to cloud nine.

"AAAARGGGHHH!" I was a blubbering mess. I tried to tell him to stop teasing me, but all that came out were more incoherent screams. I dragged my nails down his back hard, probably enough to hurt him badly. I didn't care at this moment and I don't think he did either.

Chris spat into a hand and wet his cock more.

"Don't worry, just do it!" I urged him, clamping my legs higher up around his back so he was forced to stabilise himself with both hands.

I didn't need to tell him twice. I hissed in pain as he pushed himself inside me, my walls clamping and relaxing around him like crazy as he went deeper and deeper.

I tried my best not to cry out in pain, squeezing my eyes shut and taking deep breaths.

A few seconds passed before I was completely filled with Chris. I opened my eyes to see him watching me with concern plastered across his features. He was biting his lip so hard with restraint.

I nodded at him, signalling him to move. He rocked into me slowly at first, but picked up the pace when I started moaning quietly. He drew his hips back so that only the tip of his cock was inside me, then rammed his full self right into me and right into my prostrate.

Of course, I screamed like a bitch.

He aimed every thrust into my prostrate, always right on target and my eyes started to roll to the back of my head. Never had I felt so filled, I felt like he was going deeper and deeper inside of me each time. The pace started to pick up so brutally I could very well have been foaming by the mouth. Who knew what the fuck I was doing. All I could hear was my own screaming and Chris' low velvety moans in my ear.

"Your such a fucking slut," Chris rasped into my ear, pushing me over the edge. Fuck, I was gonna come so quickly it would be embarrassing.

"Come for me Ricky, do it," Chris whispered breathlessly into my ear when I started whimpering.

And just like that I came. I came so hard onto both of our stomachs it felt like I had just slapped myself.

Through my haze I heard Chris growl and felt him fill my insides with his warm silky load. I felt complete.

He collapsed on top of me and I opened my eyes to see his messy mop of hair. He looked up and smiled lazily. I brushed his matted strands out of his face.

"Fuck what I've been doing with my life. I should have been doing you..." he told me cheekily, grinning from ear to ear. My smile stretched impossibly wider.

"But I didn't think I'd ever meet anyone who loved anal sex more than me. Your such a good little slut in bed," he smirked. I slapped him round the back of his head, blushing darkly.

"Shut up and come here!" I ordered him, seeing him laugh before he met my lips. This kiss was surprisingly tender and sincere

"Only for you..." I whispered when we came apart. Chris wrapped an arm around my waist, clamping his big hand on my hip. He drew relaxing circles across my flesh with this thumb. I automatically turned into him, indulging myself in the warmth he was offering.

"Thank you," he whispered into my hair, kissing the top of it. With his other hand he pulled a thin sheet over the two of us.

I drifted off pretty quickly, a large smile permanently etched across my face.

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