The Blanket Fort

"Keep your eyes closed Lance, don't you dare peek!" Kalen demanded, trying to stifle a giggle as he gently held Lance's hands while guiding him through the hallways of the dormitory.  

"But it's so hard! What is it?!" Lance whined, pouting his lips. He put his trust in Kalen to not let him crash into anything or anyone as he let himself be slowly led to whatever surprise awaited him. His heart was beating so fast he could feel it reverberating throughout his entire body as all the built-up anticipation was driving him crazy.   

"Uh-Uh... Good things come to boys who wait. And you're a good boy, aren't you?" Kalen teased and he gave Lance's hands a little squeeze as they turned a corner. 

"Ugh fine..." Lance grumbled, shivering a little at Kalen's suddenly flirtatious tone. It was downright criminal how easily Kalen could turn him on with just the right words, or even the slightest touch. He almost hated him for it.  Couldn't truly put into words how impossibly good he was capable of making him feel.  

"You're blushing" Kalen cooed, still guiding him along the hall.  

"Kalen stop it!" Lance blurted, blushing even harder as he felt himself stiffen a little. He used all of his remaining focus to stop himself from popping a boner right in the middle of the castle.  

Bunnies! Think of bunnies!!! He told himself as he frantically conjured up images of the furry little creatures hopping around with glee on a flower covered meadow.  It somehow worked as his arousal slowly subsided.  

"Anyways... we are here! You can open your eyes now Lance" Kalen bubbled, doing a little jump of happiness.  

Lance opened his eyes and his jaw dropped three floors down. Or at least, it felt like it did. 

"Oh my god..." He gasped.  

Kalen had led them into their room. He clearly had taken allot of time and effort to turn their shared bunk bed into the most magnificent blanket fort in the history of the known universe. There were several fluffy pillows. Round little lights along the bottom of the top bunk, illuminating the fort in a warm, golden glow and cute little flower petals were sprinkled all over the blankets.  

"Kalen I have no words!" Lance gushed, covering his blushing face with his hands.  

Kalen wrapped his hands around Lance's waist and pulled him closer to him.  

"I mean... we don't have to talk if you don't want to" Kalen whispered leaning in to Lance. He softly started nibbling his ear, which sends an immediate, sudden rush of blood to Lance's groin.  

"Uuuuummmmmfff" Lance bit his lips to stifle a whimper, his hands immediately clasp Kalen's face as Kalen starts showering his neck in the most decadently sinful kisses.  

"I never should have told you what my weak spots are..." Lance stuttered, trying to stop himself from turning into a puddle.  

He holds on to Kalen's strong bronzed arms for support as his knees begin to buckle and he tries his best to keep his composure. It doesn't take very long for the incredible feeling of Kalen's mouth on his bare skin to drive him bonkers. He starts rutting up against him, aching for any friction he can get and he's so hard it almost hurts.   

"Shouldn't we get to that blanket fort you spent all day making huh?" Lance almost pleads, his head all dizzy with need. He couldn't help it. There was such a spark between them two.

He couldn't fully comprehend how being enveloped in Kalen's arms could make him feel so whole but it didn't matter right now, because all he could think about was how badly he needed to feel his deep bronze skin on his own. To feel his hot breath on his skin. And to look into his hypnotically dark eyes.  

"Hahaha yeah... We probably should!" Kalen said, smiling knowingly at Lance before quickly and effortlessly scooping him up in his arms and carrying him quickly to the blanket fort. 

They crashed into the fluffy goodness of the bed and they giggled for a minute, just caressing each other's faces and taking the moment to just look at each other.  

"So... by the looks of things I guess I'm the one topping this time. No complaints?" Kalen said, smirking cheekily down at Lance.  

"No... I was actually kinda hoping you'd say that" Lance panted, giving Kalen a devilish wink. 

Lance runs his hands through Kalen's buzz cut, the thick black hair prickling his fingers. He wraps his legs around Kalen's waist to pull him closer and clasps his face with his hands. They begin to grind against each other ever so teasingly. 

"I like it when you let me be the one in control. You always turn into such a needy, whimpering mess for me... it's hot as hell" Kalen grunts, dominantly pinning Lance's hands above his head as he grinds down hard on him.  

"Damn... K... I really need it" Lance keens, his lips quivering. He can't even front. Can't come up with a witty, snarky comeback because his arousal is over-flooding all his senses. It's like a heatwave erupting from his head down to his toes that diminishes his capacity for any thought other than his overwhelming need to get fucked so very hard.  

He's so turned on and Kalen is so beautiful it's almost painful to look at him. He can feel his body tremble and tries to hold himself together for just a bit longer.  

Before Lance knows it, Kalen's lips are on his, kissing him with such feverish hunger it knocks all the air out of his lungs.  He wraps his legs even tighter around Kalen's waist, wanting to be as close as humanly possible.  His hips instinctively grind against Kalen's, needing to feel the warmth of his body against his. Needing to kiss every inch of his dark skin. Kalen's hands roam all over his body. His chest. His neck. It's feverish and desperate. And it makes them both whimper as their bodies crash against each other.   

It doesn't take long for them to undress each other as they continue lavishing each other with as many kisses as it is humanly possible.  

"Lay on your back... spread your beautiful legs open for me baby" Kalen commanded, voice deep and dripping with desire. 

Lance laid back as he was told to, momentarily everything became a hazy blur of desperate lust when suddenly... almost out of nowhere Kalen is right there in his ear... 

"I'm gonna wreck you in the best way..." Kalen whispers seductively, his hot breath caressing Lance's ear. 

Lance gasps at that. Jaw dropping. Eyes blowing wide. It was so incredibly hot when Kalen took charge sexually. Lance's entire world blurs around the edges as Kalen lovingly looks deep into his eyes. His arms reach up and tangle around Kalen's neck. Kalen stops mere inches away, his dark eyes drift down to Lance's lips, savoring the moment to just stare at their beauty...making Lance's heart beat faster and faster. Kalen breathes in sharply and he leans in and kisses Lance delicately, his arms encircling Lance's waist drawing him into him, his lips hungry for more. 

"I need you Kalen... So bad" Lance whimpers before slamming his lips desperately into Kalen's.  

Kalen's insistent mouth was soon parting Lance's trembling lips, sending wild tremors along his nerves. The kiss quickly getting deeper and deeper... 

Kalen, fighting against every urge in his body,  pulled himself away before they could not stop themselves. 

"Come on Lance, spread them open for me" Kalen urged him, giving him an insistent look as he reached underneath the bed for a lube bottle, and popped it open, pouring a decent amount onto his fingers. Wanting to make this as comfortable as possible for Lance.  

"See... I am a good planner" Kalen purred, kissing Lance's forehead.  

"Kalen... You know it's been a while since..."  Lance quivers, but obeys Kalen's previous demand with flushed cheeks and opens his legs wide.  

"I know baby... I'll go easy on you. Just relax. You know you can trust me..." Kalen reassured him lovingly, his cinnamon lips brushing hotly against Lance's overly sensitive ear as he slowly slid his hand down between his thighs never taking his eyes away from Lance's beautiful face. 

He slips his index finger inside Lance easily and proceeds to gently move it around before pulling it out and pushing it back in while studying his face intently. He wants to make sure Lance is in no discomfort.  

Lance is offering next to no resistance. He is open and relaxed almost immediately. Kalen gently adds another finger and Lance begins to whimper as he plunges deep into him with his fingers again and again and again.  

All off a sudden Lance nearly arches off the bed.  

"Oh... Oh fuck!" Lance whimpers. He buries his face into the pillow and clamps his thighs around Kalen's arm, his legs trembling. The pleasure that suddenly surges through his body is indescribable.  

"Found it, didn't I?" Kalen chuckles knowingly, he could tell so easily just by Lance's reaction so he keeps thrusting and rubbing his fingers against that sweet, special spot over and over again. 

"Oh my god... Aaaahhhhhhh" Lance cries out, burying his face into the pillow, pushing back against every thrust of Kalen's long fingers as he hit that spot again and again. Shivers cascade down his spine because of how good it felt. It's almost mind-numbing. And he doesn't want it to ever stop. He's hard as a rock and leaking copious amounts of precum unto his belly. 

"There you go baby" Kalen grunts, smiling in satisfaction as he watches Lance squirm and moan at the onslaught of pleasure that he was causing within him. 

"Don't you dare stop" Lance keens, his cries muffled by the pillow.  

"Look at me Lance... please" Kalen demands, thrusting faster with his fingers into him, shoving in deep. He was hovering above him as he kept plunging into him.   

Lance goes bright red as he lifts his face from the pillow to look up at Kalen. Their eyes connect and Kalen smiles softly down at him, a look of complete adoration written all over his face. Lance’s mouth falls open, a helpless whimper tumbling out of his lips as Kalen kept opening him up.  

He felt so exposed and vulnerable in front of Kalen. More than he ever had with anyone else. But it felt right. So right. He let his toes curl again, felt a small cramp in his calf muscle as he spreads his legs wider on the bed. His whole body trembling at the feeling, eyes squeezed shut at the insistent press of Kalen’s fingers against his prostate. 

"Tell me when you think you're ready for me beautiful" Kalen cooed.  

Lance grabs on tight to Kalen's free arm, which he was using to support himself on the bed . Lance sucks in a ragged breath, a sob building in his throat but he stifles it and lets out a long, shuddering breath. He throws his head back into the pillow, keening loudly but he bites his lips so fucking hard to stop himself from outright screaming.  

Lance can’t even speak properly, falling apart into a puddle of shaky cries as a familiar heat started spreading in his lower abdomen.  He feels himself start to tighten and contract around Kalen's fingers and he starts to panic.  

It was too soon. Way too soon.  

Oh god. Hold it! Hold it! He desperately tried to tense every muscle in his body to stop himself from getting to that edge but it was of no use.  

"Oh god Kalen..." He whimpers, grasping the bed sheets.  

His entire body feels like a heating pot that’s mere seconds away from boiling over. He knows the feeling all too well.  It came sooner than he could have predicted or even wanted it to. That feeling that you’re right on the edge and there’s nothing to pull you back no matter what.  

“Kalen... I... think I'm gonna cum!!" Lance gasps out breathlessly. The look on his face says it all. He's completely overwhelmed by everything he's feeling. Kalen knows the feeling, empathizes completely.  

"It's ok baby... just let it go. Let it all go" Kalen lovingly reassured him, pumping into him faster with his fingers to help push him over the edge. Hearing those words of encouragement was all it took for Lance and his entire body quakes as he let’s go screaming brokenly.  

Lance digs his heels into the mattress and grips the sheets ever so tight as he erupts all over his belly as Kalen keeps thrusting right against where he knew his prostate was. Lance's eyes squeeze shut as he spurts off, creating a wet, white mess all over his stomach. He gasped and trembled uncontrollably as hot splashes of his cum drench his tummy.  His whole body convulsed into a chain of spasms within and without and he let out a strangled cry as he arched up and collapsed back unto the bed.   

Kalen coached him through it with gentle murmurs of "relax" and "beautiful" as Lance rode out his high.  

Lance laid there breathing raggedly for several minutes before covering his face with his hands and curling up into a ball.  

"I'm so sorry..." Lance sniffled.  

"What for?! Baby it's OK! It happens!" Kalen hurriedly laid down next to him and tenderly held him in his arms. Cuddling up next to him.   

"There's nothing to feel sorry about!" Kalen assured him, moving Lance's hands away and cupping his face gently to make him look into his eyes.  

"It's just... I wanted it to go all the way, but I couldn't hold it" Lance sighed glumly, placing a hand on Kalen's heaving chest.  

"It was pretty hot seeing you get like that to be honest! Lance you could never, ever disappoint me" Kalen purred soothingly, caressing Lance's sweet boyish face. He planted soft kisses all over his forehead, cheeks and lips to make him feel better.  

"Besides... We have all afternoon in this fort. I'm not done with you yet..." Kalen whispered.   

To be Continued...