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“Ah- fuck~”
“Shut up-” “Mmph-”
“Do you want us to get caught?” Tom growled in Tords ear, his voice low. The two men were crammed in a small closet, with Toms cock currently shoved up Tords ass. Tom pressed Tord roughly against the wall, Tords legs squeezing tightly around his waist as Tom moved faster. “Why did I fuckin do this to myself- hah-”...
… “So remind me again where we are going?” Tom asked, his arms were crossed over his chest as he sat in the back seat of the car, looking at Edd. “Kim and Katyas house, their Halloween parties are the best.” Edd reminded him, his eyes not leaving the road as he drove. “The lesbians?” “Oh they’re total babes,” Tord cut into the conversation, nudging Toms arm only to get shoved away. Tom glanced over at Tord and scowled, taking note of the other mans ‘costume’, “Why the hell are you dressed like that.” “What, this?” Tord was wearing a frilly maid outfit, complete with a headband and duster, “It’s an anime character, you wouldn’t get it, besides, you're not even dressed up!” “I think Tom looks scary enough just normally,” Matt turned around from his spot in the passenger seat to join the conversation, which earned a glare from Tom. “Whatever, I just hope they have good drinks so I can forget how stupid you both look.” “Hey! My bunny costume is great!”
“Alright ladies, enough bickering.” Edd stopped the car abruptly, causing the others to jerk forward, Tord falling onto Toms lap due to not wearing a seatbelt. “Get off me jackass!” Tom shoved Tord off of him roughly, getting out of the car and looking around, “So this is their new house?” “Mhm,” Edd joined him, “It’s huge, this party is gonna be great.” Tom watched as the door to the house opened and two blonde girls came out, “Edd! So glad you boys could make it!” One of the girls walked over and gave Edd a kiss on the cheek, “Let’s go inside, the party already started!” Edd smiled, “Thanks for inviting us Kim, your parties are the best.” Tom lagged behind as everyone followed the girls into the house, and once he entered he immediately beelined for the kitchen. Entering the kitchen, Tom was taken aback by how crowded it was. Tom could pick out a few familiar faces in the room, but the majority of the party goers were unfamiliar to him. Tom pushed his way to the counter and wasted no time grabbing a cup and pouring himself a drink, watching as most of the other occupants crowded around a table where a rowdy game of beer pong seemed to be taking place. Finding no amusement in everyone's drunken stupor, he decided to walk around the house and see if he could find anything entertaining. Most of the rooms in the house were dark, with appropriately themed decorations and string lights hung up to replace the normal lighting. Walking into the living room Tom discovered there was a match of karaoke happening, with Edd and Eduardo aggressively shouting the words to whatever song it was at each other. Tom rolled his eyes, a slight smile tugging at his lips as he took a seat on a stray chair, sipping at his drink as he watched his friend embarrass himself.
After about an hour of wandering around the large house Tom found himself upstairs, leaning against a wall and scrolling on his phone, the pleasant familiar warmth of alcohol beginning to buzz through his veins. His peaceful moment was interrupted when the sounds of shouting erupted from the bottom floor. Tom jumped as a random person ran past him, he grabbed their arm to stop them, “What the hell is going on?” “Cops!” The stranger yelled back, “Let me go, I’ve gotta get out of here!” Toms eyes widened as he watched the man run down the stairs. Tom looked around quickly and spotted a closet, figuring it would be best to hide. Tom ran over to the closet and yanked the door open, stepping inside and closing it tightly behind himself. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself before he realized he wasn't alone in the small space. Tom looked down to see Tord sitting on the floor, a goofy smile plastered on his face, “Hey there~” “What the fuck are you doing in here?” Tom questioned, a frown forming on his face as he realized he would be trapped in the closet with the Norwegian until the cops left. “Ohh y’know, just chilling.. heh..” “Are you fuckin drunk?” Tom raised his brow as Tord stared up at him, the other mans face was flushed slightly from whatever he had drank, his stupid dress riding up his legs with the way he was sitting, showing off his pale thighs. Tom felt his cheeks heat up as he realized he was staring, he crossed his arms over his chest and looked away, “I can’t believe I’m stuck in here with you..” “Why don't you just leave then?” Tord asked, grasping onto Toms leg as he hoisted himself off the ground. He lost his balance as he attempted to stand and fell against Tom, the other instinctively wrapping his arms around him to prevent him from falling. His cheeks instantly became hotter as Tords face got pressed into his chest, his hands gripping at his waist tightly, “I-” Tom cleared his throat and moved Tord to be standing upright, “Uh.. someone called the cops- so.. yeahh.” Tom cringed inwardly at his awkward statement, looking away from Tord to hide his embarrassment. Tord looked at Tom, “So we’re hiding? How exciting~” Tom glanced at Tord, his hair had gotten messed up when he fell on Tom and his headband was askew, his eyes shining slightly from the low light peeking through the cracks in the closet door. Tom cursed inwardly at how cute Tord looked, then cursed himself for even thinking that. “I wish I wasn’t stuck in here with you..” “Whyy, I know you don’t like me but ouch, you’re so meann" Tord poked at Toms chest, pouting. “Shut up, you’re being loud and we’re gonna get caught-” “Wanna see how loud I can be~?” Tom slammed his hand over Tords mouth, his face going red, “Shut the fuck up- ew!” He pulled his hand back as Tord licked it, leaving behind a slimy spot. Tom quickly wiped his hand off on his jeans and glared at Tord, “You’re disgusting.” “Not as disgusting as you~” “What do you- Ah-!” Tom jumped as he felt Tords hand press against his crotch. He grabbed at Tords wrist, hissing, “What the fuck are you doing??” “Observing~ You feel pretty big, is all that just cause of me~?” Tom pushed Tords hand away, “Cut that shit out, you’re not even sober, don’t try that with me.” “I’m sober enough, plus you drank too, I can smell it” Tord leaned closer to Tom, his hot breath tickling his neck and sending shivers down his spine. “Admit it Tom, I know you’ve been eyeing me up, don’t pretend you don’t want- mmph-!” Tord was silenced by Toms hand yet again, Tom pushing him against the wall and out of the light as some footsteps passed by the closet. Tom glared down at Tord, speaking as soon as the footsteps were gone, “You’re insufferable, you know that?” Tord pulled Toms hand away from his mouth and moved it to his waist, “It’s one of my many charms~” Toms glare faltered as Tord moved his hand down to Toms crotch, fiddling with the zipper of his pants, “Wait-” “What’s wrong, you too much of a pussy?” “No! I- ah-” Toms breath caught in his throat as Tord gripped at his erection, “So warm~” “Tord-” his grip on the other males waist tightened as Tord pulled his erection out of his pants, “Wow.. look at that~” Tom squeezed his eyes shut and leaned against Tord as he began stroking him, every movement causing him to shiver, his breathing picking up slightly. “You’re so sensitive.. When's the last time you got off?” Tom didn’t answer, looking away instead, his face red. “Oh poor thing, let me help you~” Tom bit his lip as Tord moved his hand faster, scowling at the smirk on the other mans face, “F-fuckin ass-” “Oh c’mon, you know you like it~” Tom buried his face in Tords neck, letting his teeth scrape against the skin as Tord teased the tip of his cock, rubbing it between his fingers while humming in Toms ear. Tom bit down harshly on his lip as sound threatened to spill from his mouth, eliciting a soft chuckle from Tord, “Don’t hold it back, I want to hear your noise~” His hips jerked forward as Tord suddenly squeezed him tightly, “Mmph-!” Toms eyes shot open, “Fuck- I cant-” He pulled away from Tord and grabbed his wrists, slamming them against the wall above his head. Tord gasped at the sudden action, looking up at Tom with wide eyes, “What-” “I won’t f-fuckin submit to you, you ass-” Tom was panting, his cock hanging heavily between his legs. He pressed himself closer to Tord, relishing in the way his cock rubbed against the other's thighs, “You need to be put in your place you brat..” He growled, his voice deep with lust. “Mm fuck..” Tord bit his lip, his legs spreading slightly as Tom pressed against him. Tom moved his wrists to be held in one hand and lowered his other to pull up his dress, growling when his fingers brushed over something lacy, “Panties, really?” Tord shrugged and smirked, avoiding Toms eyes. Tom brought his hand back up and pushed his fingers into his mouth, making sure to get them nice and wet before pulling them out and moving them back down. He pulled Tords underwear to the side and pressed his fingers against Tords entrance, circling it a few times and watching as Tords face turned beet red. “W-wait Tom-” “What’s wrong, too much of a pussy?” He growled out, quoting the mans previous words. “N-no it’s not, I uh-” he stammered, fighting slightly against Toms grip on his wrist and looking away, “I-I’m a virgin-” Tom drew his fingers away and looked at him incredulously, “There’s no fucking way you’re this cocky and a virgin.” “I-I mean I’ve done it with girls before, but never like this..-” Tord wriggled his hips and looked at Tom, pouting. “So you’re a virgin that’s just begging to get fucked then huh? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure this is unforgettable for you~” “Hu- ah!” Tords eyes shot wide as Tom pressed a finger into Tords hole. Tom watched him with a smirk on his face, the shorter male gasping out at the foreign intrusion. Tom waited a few moments before he began moving his finger, watching Tords face as he adjusted to the feeling. “T-this feels so weird-” He panted out, laying his head back against the wall. “Oh don't worry, it gets better~” A whine left Tords mouth as Tom added a second finger, prodding Tord open. Tom pushed his fingers deep, feeling around for the spot that would drive him crazy. A sudden moan from Tord let Tom know he had found it, “Ah- W-what was that?!” “Your prostate dumbass, do you know nothing?” Tord went to answer but moaned out again instead as Tom pressing his fingers back against the spot. He let go of Tords wrists and grabbed his thigh, coaxing him to wrap his legs around Toms waist as he lifted him from the ground, using the wall to help keep him stable. Tord dug his head into Toms shoulder, embarrassment washing over him as Tom played with his prostate and worked to loosen him up.
A low whine rumbled from Tords throat as Tom withdrew his fingers. Tords breath hitched as he felt the tip of Toms cock rub against his entrance. Tord tightened his grip on Tom, glancing at the eyeless man with anticipation. “Relax commie..” Tom mumbled, holding Tord firmly in place as he slowly pushed himself into Tords entrance. Tord instantly tightened at the intrusion but willed himself to relax as Tom pushed himself in inch-by-inch at an almost agonizingly slow pace. Only when Tom was fully in did Tord finally relax, sweat was already glistening on his forehead and his face was a deep red due to a mix of the alcohol and their current situation. “How are you holding up?” Tom whispered in Tords ear, waiting for the other to be comfortable before they continued. “I-it’s weird, but I think I’m ok.” A grunt was the only reply he got from Tom before the other man got to work, thrusting with a shallow rhythm so as to not hurt Tord. Tord shut his eyes and put his head on Toms shoulder, his hands were gripping tightly at the fabric of Toms hoodie. Soft pants left his mouth as he adjusted to Toms thrusts, eventually he wiggled his hips, trying to signal Tom to move faster. “What’s that, you want more~?” Tord looked away from him, embarrassed, only for Tom to grip his chin and force him to look at him, “Answer me you brat,” A whimper escaped Tord as he nodded quickly, feeling himself become impossibly harder at Toms roughness. Tom smirked, pressing his forehead against Tords as he picked up the speed, giving up on being gentle as he practically rammed himself into Tord. Tord moaned out loudly at the feeling, his eyes shooting open wide as Tom worked him apart. “F-fuckin look at you, I never would have imagined you’d like being dominated so much, fuckin bottom~” Tom taunted, getting more moans in return. Tom pressed his hand against Tords mouth as he fucked into him, “You’re so fuckin loud, I bet you get off to the thought of getting caught like this, huh~?” Tord nodded wearily, his legs were shaking around Tom as he let himself get lost in these feelings. He closed his eyes, dizzy with lust as Tom picked up his pace even more. “You’re so tight, god I’m close-” Tom panted out, digging his nails into Tords thighs as he tried to keep his composure. A few frantic thrusts later and Tom was spilling himself inside of Tord, his teeth dug into the smaller man's shoulder in an attempt to keep himself quiet. Tord jolted at the sensation of warmth filling him, and with a jut of his hips he released himself, the white liquid subsequently landing directly on Toms hoodie.
Tord panted heavily, barely aware of Tom pulling out of him and maneuvering him to stand on his own. As soon as Tords feet hit the floor he instantly fell against Toms chest, his legs feeling equivalent to jello and refusing to support his weight. “Woah, you ok?” Tom caught him, wrapping his arms around him as he took in the other males appearance. Tord was without a doubt a mess, his hair was disheveled and sticking to his forehead with sweat, his face red and splotchy as he struggled to catch his breath in the small space. Tom felt somehow lighter yet also increasingly awkward as he watched Tord, the realization of what they had just done settling in. Once he had caught his breath Tord pushed himself off of Tom, putting one hand against the wall for balance as he fixed his outfit. A moment of silence stretched between them before either dared to meet the others eyes. “Soo-” “You better not tell anyone about this.” Tord cut Tom off, his eyes glinting in the low light as they fixed on Tom with a glare. “I- well no shit! I don’t want anyone knowing I fucked my enemy, that’s just embarrassing.” “Why is it embarrassing?” Tord asked, his voice quiet. Tom froze and looked at Tord, noticing an almost unreadable expression on his face, “I.. nevermind. I won’t tell anyone, anyways, are you ok?” “I’m fine,” Tord grit his teeth, “I’m going to go get cleaned up.” “Wait-!” Toms voice died in his throat as Tord thrust the door to the closet open. Toms eyes widened with surprise as he was met with the sight outside, the party was continuing on as normal, as if the cops had never come. “What the fuck? Hey you!” forgetting about Tord for the moment Tom rushed over to the nearest person, “What happened to the cops?” “Oh that? Haha, that was a prank someone pulled.” The stranger laughed. Tom felt the color drain from his face as he processed what they had just said to him, ‘I went through all that for no good reason..?’ “Tom!” he was pulled away from his thoughts as he heard a familiar voice call his name. Turning around he spotted Edd approaching him, a cola held in his hand, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere! Hey.. what’s that on your hoodie?” Confused, Tom looked down at his hoodie only to notice white splotches on it, “Shit-”