Joger Xmas OS 3/4

                                    

                                          
sorry this took so long, i've had a really busy week and basically had to write this in a bunch of tiny parts and then sort it back together. the last part will be up later today.    meanwhile, enjoy our boys finally getting down n dirty :)
                          
After he started leading me away from the car I saw several people that we hadn't seen in a while out of the corner of my eye but thankfully my boyfriend didn't slow down once. We were determined to get away from everyone because we had to blow off some steam. The absolute last thing either of us needed was to get pulled into a conversation that we'd inevitably embarrass ourselves in with our heavily strained bulges and overwhelming sexual frustration. In hindsight we probably came off us rude since we immediately ignored everyone who was trying to greet us, but I have a feeling that none of our friends questioned why we both sped through the front door (only stopping briefly because Roger wanted to remove his shoes) and down the hall. I don't think anyone was blind to the tension that hung heavy in the air.
                          
The guest bathroom was currently occupied but instead of just venturing someplace else Roger plainly told me we were going to wait for the person to come out. I was about to protest since I thought neither one of us wanted to just awkwardly stand around yet before I could let a single complaint slip out he had me pinned with my back against the wall right next to the door. I almost knocked a picture frame down because my feet slid so I wrapped my arms around his torso to steady myself.
                          
"We're not exactly in private yet," I shakily whispered as I felt him sucking on a sensitive patch of my neck. His mouth made my skin moist and hot.
                          
"I." he kissed the spot before the next word.
                          
"Don't." He then nipped me several times.
                          
"Exactly." There was definitely going to be a bruise with how hard he was suctioning.
                          
"Care." He finished then licked the lovebite one last time before moving up to my lips.
                          
I blushed and closed my eyes - letting him kiss me. We snogged ferevently for a few seconds simply enjoying each other. However, time was ticking and I lowered one of the hands that was resting on my boyfriend's back down to his arse - giving the firm flesh a squeeze.
                          
"Johnny," He spoke in a soft voice as he pulled back momentarily, "When we get in there, I promise I'll fuck you but first I want these wrapped around my cock," he gently rubbed my lips with the pad of his thumb. I nodded in agreement and grabbed at his backside some more, "Next time, can I top?" He thought about it for a second so I pouted and began rolling my crotch into his causing us both to hiss out.
                          
"Next time," he replied sheepishly. I knew I'd have to hold him accountable to that.
                          
With the slight pause in our make-out as well as our conversation (or maybe just cause I was up against a wall), we were both able to hear the flush of the toilet from the other side. Roger's eyebrows rose in excitement and I chuckled as he slipped off my jacket then his own in preparation.
                          
As soon as the door opened we both straightened up and eagerly stepped forward.
                          
"Hey, Mary..." I awkwardly commented - my voice dying off as Freddie's blonde girlfriend walked into the hall but she probably didn't hear me anyways as she turned the other way and walked away back into the parlor where people were.
                          
It was go time.
                          
The next ten seconds consisted solely of rushing into the middle of the bathroom with our lips and our bodies practically glued to each others. We messily hung our jackets up on the towel rack near the shower. As soon as he twisted the lock on the knob, I raced to get his shirt off and he backed up against the door once I'd tossed the garment aside.