The Outsiders: Tally

Lazy Morning

 Dallas and Tim lazily get a morning quickie in.

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Tim and Dallas are both night owls. They prowl the streets awfully late and continue their late-night activities when they get back home. When mornings roll around, they try to stay away from the bright, dawning light as much as possible.

One morning, the blinds of Tim's bedroom window were left opened, and the blond was attacked by the sun's rays. His eyes slowly opened, only to be shut quickly. He covered his eyes with a tired hand, moaning slightly out of discomfort. He felt something shift next to him. He looked over at Tim, who was turned away from him with his back touching the blond's. Dallas turned over, shielding himself from the window. He wrapped his arms around Tim's frame, causing Tim to wake up.

"Dal?" he groaned tiredly, turning himself around.

"Who else would it be?" Dallas said with a small sniffle.

"Morning to you, too," Tim chuckled, giving Dallas a small kiss on his forehead.

Dallas rubbed his eyes, looking around the room.

"Aw, man," he yawned, "What time is it?"

"Uh," Tim lifted himself up slightly in order to see his glitchy alarm clock, "It says 8:04."

"It's only eight?" Dallas scoffed, "Thought it was later."

Dallas turned his attention to Tim once again, a twinge of shyness hitting him. Tim was giving him a very sultry look, his eyes half-lidded and his bottom lip clamped between his teeth. 

Tim suddenly pulled the blond close to him and began kissing him, which Dallas and his groggy head did not mind.

"Tim..." Dallas bit his lip when Tim pulled away, "Wh..."

The bigger man kissed Dallas once again, pushing his tongue into his mouth forcefully. Dallas moaned, his eyelids fluttering closed as he clawed at Tim's back. Tim pulled away again.

"You smell so sweet this morning," Tim complimented, his hands roaming down Dallas' naked body. The blond moaned, pressing his lips together in an attempt to quiet himself. Tim's hands suddenly halted at Dallas' crotch.

"Should I stop?" Tim asked the blond breathlessly.

"N-No," Dallas shook his head, "No, don't stop. Feels good."

Tim moved his hands to Dallas' ass, groping it as he kissed him once again. Dallas moaned into Tim's mouth, trying his best to not show how turned on he was getting.

"Tim," Dallas started once Tim focused on his neck, "Quit bein' a fuckin' tease."

"I'm not teasin' you," Tim nibbled on the blond's collarbone, "I'm savorin' you."

Dallas couldn't help but heat up from the comment. His body squirmed tiredly as a form of begging. Meanwhile, Dallas shut his eyes and breathed heavily as he tried to contain his moans. Tim removed himself from Dallas' body, obviously licking his lips. Dallas looked away, his face growing red. Tim suddenly turned Dallas around so his back was facing him. He licked his palm and wrapped his hand around Dallas' cock. The blond jolted from the touch, looking back at Tim with half-lidded eyes.

"Tim..." he bit his bottom lip, "T... Awh!"

The blond let out a breathy moan as Tim began stroking him. Tim softly kissed his shoulder, his breath hot against Dallas' sweaty skin. He then slid his other hand down to Dallas' thigh, rubbing circles into it. 

"Oh, Tim," Dallas whispered, "Fuck..."

Tim sped up his strokes, enjoying how much the blond spasmed and twitched from his touch. Dallas grabbed Tim's hand, forcing his hand to go faster. Meanwhile, Tim took his other hand and stuffed his middle and ring finger into his mouth. He pulled them out and gently rubbed them against Dallas' hole.