Creek Oneshots

Made for Me | Smut

Ages; 17 - 18

omg don't worry there's gonna be like two or three parts I just don't wanna write it all at once

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"Wait! P-please.. I really want this." Tweek pleaded, his voice trembling slightly. "I heard you're really good..." He trailed off, biting his lip nervously.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. I had no idea how he currently stood in some guys' room. "Fuck... you're annoying." i mumbled. I glanced down at the blond, who was biting his lip nervously and twiddling his fingers.

Well, one thing I couldn't lie about was his body, he looked pretty feminine-- his body I mean. I don't wanna seem like a creep but we have the same gym class, and I sometimes take a peek at him. He has the smoothest, softest skin... I could just bite it all day and his hips curved in a way that made me want to reach out and touch them.

So, with that in mind, I sighed and stood up. I walked over to him, towering over his smaller frame. He looked up at me with wide eyes. "Fine," I muttered, "I get to decide if this is good enough to keep fucking you."

He stood a few inches shorter than me, and I had to resist the urge to lean down and kiss those soft lips of his. Instead, I placed my hand on his shoulder, guiding him back towards the bed. "Alright, Tweek. You got your wish."

I climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips. He looked up at me with those big blue eyes, his lips parted in anticipation. "C-can I suck you off first?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Wait, you're a virgin, right?" I asked. He nodded, looking away shyly. "I guess you could try to suck me off." I leaned back a bit, giving him access to my zipper. "I'm not opening it for you." He nodded again, reach a hand up to undo my belt. "Wait." I placed my hand over his when he got the belt open. "Use your mouth to open it."

He looked up at me with a hint of understanding dawning on his features. He leaned forward, his lips parting as he took the zipper between his teeth. With a gentle tug, he pulled the zipper down with him. He let go to pull my underwear down. His breath hitched, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at the way he looked at me.

I gripped the sheets on either side of me, bracing myself as he leaned in closer. His warm breath fanned over the tip of my erection, making it twitch. He closed his eyes, taking in the scent of me, before opening them again and gazing up at me. It was almost like he was in awe, like he'd never seen anything so beautiful before.

His hand was small, it barely even wrapped around my dick. He stroked me gently, slowly, like he was afraid he'd break me if he went too fast. His other hand went to my thigh, feeling the skin beneath his fingertips. I bit my lip, trying to control my breathing as I watched him. He looked up at me, his eyes wide with concentration, his lips parted.

I placed a hand on his head, guiding him closer. He took the hint, leaning in so that his nose brushed against my tip. He licked his lips, then opened his mouth and took just the head of my dick into his mouth. I watched as his eyes closed, his eyebrows furrowed almost like he was debating if he liked the taste. It seems he does because he stuck his tongue on my underside to taste more.

I gripped his hair, enjoying the feel of it between my fingers. It had been a while since anyone had done this. His lips stretched as he took more of me into his mouth, and I could feel him gagging a little. He pulled off, taking just the head out of his mouth and looking up at me.

"What?" I asked, a little breathless. "You're not just gonna suck me off and be done with it? You want to deep-throat me?" He nodded, his face flushed with determination. I let out a shaky breath and reached down, gently guiding his head back onto my cock. "Alright," I said roughly. "But don't choke yourself."