Nicholas realized that Wesley was doing things to him that he hadn’t really experienced for, well, ever. The way his touch had sent jolts up his spine every time those large hands would snake trails up his back; the soft yet powerful pecks of kisses that would be undone onto his smooth skin that would make his mind soar through cloud nine. Nicholas wouldn’t have minded if they fucked on the driver’s seat while Wesley drove them back to the mall; he was a freak like that. “Fuck,” Nicholas cursed in pleasure as those lips found his skin once again, continuing to stroke what would become his favorite piece of cock to suck. His head tilted backward to allow Wesley more access around his neck before he felt those lips pressing and sucking along his own nipples, causing him to pump out his chest and allowing his pecs to protrude from it, his arousal straining in the confines of his skinny jeans as Wesley’s tongue did magical wonders as it swirled around the areolas and pecking his nipples.
“Wes,” Nicholas whispered with a dragged breath, “you’re making me so fucking hard. Fuck, tongue those nipples.” At this point, Nicholas’s filter for his mouth was dead gone, not that he actually had a filter for his mouth but in situations like these, he would hold back absolutely nothing. When he was encountering intimacy with someone that he wanted to express it with, he would stop at nothing to make sure that he provided the other with the pleasure they desired from him, and he was happy to give it to them. Chocolate hued eyes widened at the ceiling as his hands carded fingers into Wesley’s hair. Eventually, Nicholas began to roam his hands along the alpha male’s chiseled toned physique, enjoying how larger he was compared to his own athletic form.
First thing was first: get Wesley nude. He had already removed the top he wore, so now Nicholas was going to get down to business. As he pulled Wesley away from his pecs—which was difficult to say the least—Nicholas pecked his lips before getting onto his knees, utilizing his teeth to split open the zipper that housed Wesley’s large ball sack he couldn’t wait to suck on. His large cock once against towered over his face, hanging in midair after Nicholas had let go of his grip around its shaft. He leaned upward and inhaled his musky yet aromatic scent before hooking his fingers onto the waistband of the jeans and tugging them downward in a slow motion. “Let’s see what we can do here. I have a feeling you want to feel my mouth all the way down to the last inch, don’t you, Wes.” Without getting an answer, Nicholas picked up Wesley’s cock, licked his lips in a slow and hungry manner and wrapped them around the thick head, closing his eyes as he inched forward before bobbing his head, using his hand to stroke what little inches were available.
Pleasuring Nicholas was undoubtedly one of the more gratifying experiences that Wesley had enjoyed the pleasure of. It wasn't uncommon for him to fuck pledges, that much was certain. But with Nicholas, it was different. The young man knew how to push the right buttons, knew all about the right strokes to take(figuratively and literally), and he knew all about making sure to make enough noise for Wes to know how good he was making him feel, something that most boys he went with didn't seem to be able to grasp. He moaned into the younger man's skin, groaning into his chest as the man stroked his length through the confines of his clothes, each gesture that aimed to make him cry out more made Wes more aggressive, nibbling hard on Nick's erect nubs, teeth and tongue not relenting on the sensitive parts. As the pledge arched his back, Wes' fingers trailed down his spine, tracing the curves of his skin, caressing every last bit of his body, leaving gentle scratch marks as he went along.
Wes let out a breathy laugh into the man's skin, breaking contact from his lips for just a moment to look up at the other man. "I thought that's what we were trying to do? I mean, I'm pretty sure we can try to make you cum without anyone touching your cock, but I'm saving that for next time." He winked at the young man before diving back in, attacking his chest with his mouth. The frat brother's hands moved back up the young man's back, fingers finding those blonde locks and gripping them tightly before pulling his head back, allowing his neck to come exposed. Taking the opportunity in front of him, Wesley trailed his tongue up, sucking and nibbling on the crook of the pledges neck, hard enough to make sure that there would be marks on his skin in the morning to remind himself of tonight. "God, you taste fucking amazing."
The younger man pushed him aside and Wesley let out a slight grunt of dissatisfaction, one which was soon replaced by anticipation as he watched the young man get on his knees. Wesley could barely comprehend what was happening. He could feel the young man's warmth breath, and the feeling of release as his cock and balls were freed from his jeans, the articles of clothing guided slowly down to his knees. He swayed his hips a bit, allowing his thick shaft to slap playfully against the young man's lips, but only for a bit because Nicholas didn't want to waste any time. He took Wesley's cock, letting that warm tongue trace up his shaft. "Fuck," he groaned out, shutting his eyes and throwing his head back, his fingers settling on the pledges shoulder, giving it a squeeze to urge him to continue. "God, I want you to take my entire cock. Let's see how good that pretty mouth of yours is, pledge." And he did, lips partings to take in the tip first, inching forward and repeating the motions.
"Fuck. Suck that cock like the cockslut you are," he moaned out to Nicholas, his hands moving from the pledges shoulders to the back of his head. He gripped the young man's hair tightly, pushing his head down to take more of his cock while his own hips thrust forward, matching each motion of Nick's head. He continued to fuck the man's mouth, guiding his motions, stopping only every few moments to allow the young man to catch his breath. "You like that cock, do you? I'm sure you can do so much better, Abercrombie. Make me moan."