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Matty has been sat at the piano in he and George’s living room for the last 2 hours, bashing out Ben Folds covers because he couldn’t get his brain into creative mode. He was in a funk, he couldn’t place why, but he was. He was halfway through “Not The Same” when George entered the room, slipping an arm around his shoulders and bending to kiss the top of his head.
“I see you’ve gotten to the ‘only playing Ben Folds’ part of your writer’s block.” George said with a laugh, kissing the top of his head again.
Matty rolled his eyes indignantly. “Hop off, George. I'm already doing my own head in, I don’t need your assistance.”
George chuckled fondly, before he got close to Matty’s ear, nibbling his earlobe teasingly then he murmured low. “I found something in the bottom of our wardrobe that might help you relax, baby.”
Matty visibly shuddered, completely unsure of what George was referring to, but incredibly turned on to the point his cock began stirring under his sweatpants.
“O-oh?” He asks, cursing himself internally as his voice completely gave away how flustered he was and he loathed himself for how easy it was for George to work him up.
George helped Matty to his feet and kissed him slowly, sensually. “Come upstairs and I’ll show you, love.”
Matty trailed behind George like an obedient puppy, his cock now fully hard and pushing the soft cotton of his sweats out. He scoffed internally at how easy he was when it came to George, but all his thoughts soon melted away when he stepped into the bedroom and saw George grinning widely, holding a clear, silicone Fleshlight. Matty immediately blushed, not able to meet George’s eyes.
“O-oh, I- I forgot I had that.” He says softly, looking anywhere but George.
George breathes a laugh and crosses to Matty, kissing him deeply. “You ever used it before, Matty?”
George’s voice was like silk, honey, and sin. It made Matty’s mouth dry as he nods.
“A couple of times, yeah, whenever you’re out of town without me.” He says softly.
George began kissing along Matty’s neck, breathing him in. “Did it feel good, baby?”
Matty swallows hard and nods, knees almost buckling from the feeling of George’s lips on his sensitive skin. “Y-yeah, felt so fucking good, fuck George.”
George just chuckles again, moving back to palm over Matty’s erection, humming low in his throat.
“You’re already so hard for me, Matty. I’ve barely even touched you.” George says with a laugh.
Matty whines as George pushes his sweats down, freeing his straining cock to stroke him slowly a couple of times.
“You’re so fucking easy, Matthew.” Matty is blushing deeply as George eases him back onto the bed, pulling his sweats down and off before kissing the soft skin in the juncture between Matty’s hip and thigh.
“I’m gonna use it on you, baby. Wanna see that pretty, cut cock sliding in and out for me.” George growls, kissing Matty once more.
Matty groans as George fetches the lube from their nightstand, slicking the sleeve generously before crowding Matty back against the mattress to kiss him.
“Gonna get that cock nice and wet, baby.” George watched intently as he sunk the silicone onto Matty’s throbbing cock, the slick sounds making his cock jump in arousal as he started dragging it slowly up and down Matty’s pulsing shaft.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck it deep.” George grunts, watching so intently Matty feels like he’s burning alive.
Matty moaned loudly, hips bucking up into the toy to chase the feeling of it. It was so snug and tight, the feeling of George working it up and down his shaft was intense and erotic.
“F-fuck, George. It’s so fucking good.” He moans softly, arching his back.
George giggled against Matty’s neck, sucking a brilliant purple bruise directly onto his pulse point, his motions speeding up a bit to get Matty to moan more. “Fuck, George. ‘M not gonna last long, it feels so fucking good, fuck.”
George twisted his wrist, which caused the silicone sleeve to change positions and Matty practically wailed, hands scrambling to just touch George because the stimulation of it all was driving him a bit mad.
“Holy fuck, George. Ah, fuck- just like that, yeah.” He pants, as he leans to kiss George deeply as the younger man continues to twist his wrist, watching the way Matty’s cock disappeared into the clear silicone over and over.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so wet.” George says softly, making Matty blushed as he moaned loudly, hips canting up.
“Fuck, George. ‘M gonna fucking cum-“ Matty starts, and George just smirks knowingly, getting even faster with his strokes.
“Fill it up, baby. Let me see it.” George groans at the exact second that Matty starts cumming, hips twitching as he fills the toy.
George is transfixed on how milky white Matty’s cum looks inside the clear silicone.
“Fucking Christ, baby.” George says softly, kissing Matty deeply and removing the toy.
Matty can’t help but grin at him, kissing him as hard as he can as he pushes George back on the bed. “Thank you for helping with my writer's block, George.” He giggles softly, straddling him. “Now, get naked.” He smirks wildly.