The smell of coffee and bacon wafted into the bedroom. Aaron cracked his eyes open and tapped his phone, 7am. He rolled over and found Fred gone from the bed.
Yawning widely, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stretched. The little crescents on his hips had scabbed over and looked much less intense now.
He hadn't been worried about it, but Fred had seemed upset. Honestly, dabbing them with rubbing alcohol in bathroom afterward had hurt more than the act of obtaining them. In fact, getting them had felt fucking amazing.
Aaron smiled as he reached down to pick up his boxer shorts from the floor. The tear he'd heard the night before had been the seam along the waistband. He tossed them aside and pulled on another pair from his dresser.
Just as Aaron grabbed the door handle, he looked back down at the underwear in a heap on the floor. He turned, picked up the boxers, squished them into a ball and tossed them in the trash bin in the corner of his bedroom. Then he turned to the bed and pulled the sheets up, followed by the duvet. He nodded and then went out the door towards the kitchen.
Fred had pulled on one of Aaron's hoodies and a pair of his gym shorts from the closet. He stood at the stove holding a mug of steaming coffee, poking at some bacon in a frying pan with a fork.
"Hey baby," he said as Aaron walked into the kitchen. He pushed the top of the Keurig coffeemaker closed and slid a mug under the spout, pressing the largest brew button.
Aaron came up behind Fred and wrapped his arms around him, planting a kiss on his neck.
"Where'd the bacon come from?" Aaron asked.
"I was up early today, so I went to the store on the corner and grabbed some bacon and eggs," Fred said. "I wanted to do something nice." He leaned back into Aaron.
"Very nice," Aaron said. Fred glanced at the coffeemaker. He grabbed the full mug and handed it to Aaron.
"Thanks Freddie," Aaron said. Fred smiled and picked up the fork again, flipping the bacon. Once they were flipped, he tossed the fork on a paper towel and leaned back against Aaron again.
Aaron held one arm around Fred and carefully sipped his coffee with the other. They swayed a little and Aaron lowered his face to Fred's shoulder planting kisses on the exposed skin of his neck.
"I called my mom," Fred said. His voice was quiet, but steady. Aaron sipped at his coffee again and squeezed Fred with his arm.
"OK," he said, kissing him again. Fred sighed and closed his eyes at the soft brush of Aaron's lips.
"She said we could come over tonight after work. She wants to do dinner, but I told her we had plans," Fred said. He turned off the stove and watched the crackling of the bacon grease slow once the fire disappeared. Aaron put his coffee down and wrapped both arms around Fred.
"Are you OK?" he asked. Fred paused assessing. His stomach had been twisted and churning when he had called her, but he managed to keep his voice steady, the strong tone his mother preferred to hear from him.
"I think so." He sighed again and Aaron squeezed him tightly. Fred stretched his head to the right inviting more kisses from Aaron.
"You make it better," he murmured. Aaron felt a stirring deep in his groin and pressed his hips forward into Fred's ass. Fred rolled his hips backward against the growing pressure he felt.
Aaron's hands moved down his biceps, tracing the lines of the muscles there. He gripped the zipper of the hoodie and brought it down slowly, still kissing and licking Fred's neck. He slid it off of Fred and tossed it to the floor. Fred sucked in a quick breath as Aaron licked over his shoulder. His hands moved to his chest, taking his nipples between thumb and forefinger twisting them slowly.
Fred bit his lip and pressed more firmly into Aaron's swelling cock. He slipped his thumbs into the waistband of Aaron's boxers and pushed them down. Aaron eased off of Fred and allowed his boxers to fall to the ground as his hands tugged at the tidy bow holding up the gym shorts Fred wore. They slid to the ground, boxers following quickly, and Fred stepped out of them.
Aaron's dick dripped against Fred's ass, as he took his boyfriend's rising cock into his hand. He pumped lightly along the shaft and Fred gasped in a breath. He groaned as he swelled in Aaron's hand. Aaron pressed his hot hard member against Fred's ass cheeks, rolling his hips and breathing raggedly into Fred's ear.
"Mmmmm, Freddie," he purred. Aaron ran his tongue up his neck and nipped lightly at his earlobe. Fred reached back and laced one hand into Aaron's hair. Aaron planted kisses on his neck still rolling his hips with increasing enthusiasm.
"God, Aaron," Fred moaned. His dick throbbed in Aaron's hand, thumb circling the tip gathering the moisture that dripped liberally.
"Fuck, baby," he whimpered. "Aaron?" he breathed out.
"Yes, Freddie?" Aaron grumbled, flicking his tongue along his neck quickly. Fred hissed in a breath, clenching his eyes closed.
"I want you to fuck me baby," Fred moaned. Aaron hesitated for just a moment, then smiled against Fred's neck.
"You do?" Aaron asked quietly. Fred groaned.
"Fuck, yes, baby. Please, fuck me," Fred moaned.
Aaron felt a wave of pleasure crash through him as he nodded and planted another kiss on Fred's neck. He moved his hand, slick with Fred's precum, from his cock up to his mouth.
Aaron traced Fred's lips with his slippery fingers, requesting entry. Fred opened his mouth and Aaron pushed in two fingers. Fred licked and soaked Aaron's fingers as he continued to rub his engorged cock against his ass.
A string of saliva trailed from Fred's mouth as Aaron pulled his fingers slowly out. He brought the drenched fingers down to Fred's hole and rubbed them in small, slow circles, pressing gently. He continued kissing and licking along Fred's neck and shoulders, sucking and biting lightly. As Aaron's fingers massaged Fred's hole, he felt him begin to relax against his touch. He swiped some of his juices from his own continuously dripping cock and pressed one finger slowly into Fred.
"Oh!" Fred gasped. "Oh, fuck, baby."
Fred grabbed his dick and slowly pumped his hand up and down the shaft, trailing his fingers over the dripping tip and rubbing the moisture over his hard cock. Aaron worked his finger slowly in and out of Fred, watching his face contort as waves of pleasure traveled through him. He slid in a second finger as he relaxed more, and Fred's breathing became more jagged.
"Ooohhhh, yess, fuuuuck," Fred whimpered. He released his dripping cock, grabbed the counter roughly and bent forward thrusting his ass at Aaron. Aaron's cock twitched as he worked a third finger into his boyfriend. His fingers moved slickly into Fred, causing him to whimper.
"Fuck me, ugh, god, fuck me baby," Fred moaned out, panting.
"Oh fuck," Aaron moaned. He slid his fingers out and Fred made a small mewling noise at the exit. He carefully pressed the tip of his dripping dick against Fred's hole. It slid in with only the slightest bit of resistance and Aaron shuddered in ecstasy.
"Uuuughhh, fffffuuuck." Aaron could barely control himself. He gripped Fred's hips, pausing in an effort to not absolutely wreck Fred's ass. He took a deep stuttering breath, then pumped his hips slowly. He could feel Fred's hole firm around his cock and his balls tightened up towards his body with each thrust.
"Oh my god," Fred whispered. "Deeper, baby, fuck, yes," Fred moaned as Aaron pumped into him, groaning and moaning as he pushed into him.
"Ah, fuck, Freddie, fuck," Aaron muttered as he pushed deeper and faster into his lover.
Fred's cock quivered and dripped constantly now. The feel of Aaron's fingers on his hips, his cock buried inside him, their balls rubbing together, made him groan as pleasure rushed throughout his entire body. Aaron was growling as he began to thrust faster. Fred gripped the counter, panting, his cock twitching and dripping with every thrust.
"Oh! Oh! Fuck!" Fred gasped out. Aaron began to moan and thrust in harder.
