Five Times Fucked for dark Steve/Eugene
Their first time was, from what Eugene can tell, a miracle. Steve hadn’t gotten it up in ages. It was what had ruined his marriage, and yet here they were, on Eugene’s couch, rutting together fully clothed like horny teenagers.
They cuddled after, Eugene’s head against the other man’s chest. “We were fully clothed.” he murmured, “So it doesn’t count. It’s not gay.” Eugene hummed in agreement and zoned out, listening to the beat of Steve’s heart.The second time they were cuddled together in Eugene’s bed. Eugene had experienced a bad dream, and with Calixto out of the house, he turned to Steve for comfort. It started with gentle pets and soothing words, but quickly escalated. Bare legs intertwined and soon they were rolling and rocking their way to orgasm.“We were in a bed this time, but we still had boxers on.” Eugene could barely hear Steve mumble as he began to finally doze off, sated and safe. “So it’s still not gay, right? Right.”
The third time they had sex, Eugene did all the work and he was pretty happy to get the opportunity. Steve made such soft, delicate sounds as he sucked him off, only to crescendo with a loud shout at his climax. Eugene came quickly after by his own hand, and Steve’s whispers of “I-I didn’t suck you off, so it’s not gay.”
Eugene agreed with him and rest his sweaty face on Steve’s knee. He felt a bit melancholy, but it quickly went away as Steve began to pet his head and started talking about which scones he would make him, as thanks for his kindness.It was the fourth time and Eugene was afraid it was going to be the last. Steve hadn’t even probably meant anything sexual about it when he had started to rub his back and hips- a massage between friends while chilling on the couch, right? But it had felt so good, and before he knew it, Steve’s hands were massaging his thighs and he was keening, leaning against Steve as he shook through an orgasm. He was so embarrassed, he couldn’t even talk. Steve just made a little noise of surprise and ran his fingers through Eugene’s hair.
“That used to be the start of foreplay.” he explained “With me and my wife. I never thought it could be the main event. You learn something new everyday.”“Y-you know..” Eugene managed, mortification finally leaving him. “That doesn’t have to be the end.”The fifth time was ten minutes after the fourth, after Eugene had fully recuperated. He was on his knees his bed. For the first time he was completely naked, with Steve’s cock thrusting between his thighs and hands on his hips. When they were finished, they laid together on the bed and Eugene closed his eyes, wincing as he felt the sweat and jizz cooling on his thighs. Steve let out a chuckle, then a snort, and was soon full out laughing.“What’s so funny?”“Nothing! That was just…it was gay. It was really, really really gay.”Eugene turned and gave Steve a small smile, “Y-yeah. It was.” Steve’s laugh was infectious, and he found himself breaking into giggles too.
