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Snake watched Fox’s calloused hands as they used a knife to whittle down a small piece of wood.
They both sat straddling the same backless bench, unspeaking until Fox broke the silence.
”Hey Snake,” he spoke, eyes not leaving his work.
“Hm”
He looked up, hands still whittling away.
“You a virgin?”
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They found themselves, as they always did, making out somewhere in the dirt a little ways away from camp. This time, Fox used his body to pin Snake to the ground, his hands idly off to the side in a lazy push up position. He ground his hips into Snakes, receiving the sweet rewards of the little noises the brunet made into his mouth.
Fox pulled his lips away and drifted his hand down the side of Snake’s clothed thigh.
“Fuck,” he half whispered, “you were so fucking hot being honest to me like that - saying you were a virgin. I’ve been thinking about it for days”
“Really? Is it still funny to you now?” The man underneath him bit back, albeit playful.
“It was just so cute how honest you were,” Fox teased.
Snake just stared up at him, forming a witty response but it never met the air. Instead he got his point across by grinding into Fox. Chuckling, Fox laid his head where Snake’s neck and shoulder met and pinned his hands back. He ground his hips deep into Snake’s.
Earlier, Snake assumed that this was going to end with head or them just grinding until they came like every other time. But Fox obviously had other plans.
“Snake-,” he spoke, warm breath ghosting against Snake’s ear, giving him goosebumps.
“Ya?”
Fox lifted himself slightly, snaking a tanned hand down the front of snake’s pants, “would you let me?”
“Fox...” Snake’s throat vibrates against his ear. He tried to think of something flirty to say but no one had ever treated him the way Fox had. Growing up all the jocks liked him, until he had come out as trans and was immediately ostracized. He’d never dated, and so never had his first kiss or lost his virginity. Until Fox.
“If you want to, there’s a condom in my pocket,” Fox spoke, breathy voice interrupting his thoughts. He slowed down his hips so Snake could reach into his pockets easily.
Snake did as he was told, long fingers reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small packet. His heart thumping in his head. Snake had pickpocketed throughout his childhood, so he had become accustomed to reaching into pockets without people even noticing he was there. Fox had noticed.
“You use that trick a lot?” Fox teased
“Plenty,” Snake replied eyeing the condom.
Fox chuckled, lifting himself up onto his arms. He looked down at Snake who was squirming under Fox’s adjusting weight.
“Do you want to?” Fox asked.
“Yes,” Snake answered, a little quickly, “I’m just....nervous.”
“Don’t worry,” the older man spoke softly, pushing some of Snake’s hair behind his ear, “I’ll be gentle with ya”
Snake laughed, “you? Gentle?”
Fox smiled, a sly smile, while resting his chin on his palm, “l always take good care of you.”
Snake sarcastically hummed, before pushing on Fox’s stomach to get up. He sat back and watched as Snake opened his belt.
“Wait,” Fox interrupted, “let me.” He reached down and finished Snake’s job with this belt before unbuttoning his pants.
“Such a gentleman,” Snake teased. Fox’s excitement made his stomach flutter, but he’d never admit it.
Fox ignored his remark, more focused on pulling Snake’s pants down. They’d done this how many times? But now was exhilarating, like the first time they’d ever done something like this. Like their first time together in the showers as he took Fox’s cock in his mouth. The older man’s fingers brushing through his hair, the taste, the tears in his eyes, all new sensations that he’d kill to feel again.
Soon they were both Naked from the waist down, their pants pooling at their ankles. Fox threw Snake’s legs over his head as he inched forward on his knees.
“Fuck,” he said spreading Snake’s lips, “you’re so wet.”
Snake let out a small moan in response, his clit was throbbing.
He pressed one finger to Snake’s entrance, before letting it glide in with ease. He arched his back as Fox prodded his g-spot.
It was not long before Fox could slip in a second finger, then a third. None of this was truly needed, Fox just liked to tease. Meanwhile, Snake’s right hand laid over his mouth attempting to muffle his moans, the left ripping up the grass at his side.
“Fuck, Please,” he begged, “Fox, please.”
“What do you want?”
“F-fuck...! You, I want you-”
Fox slowly removed his fingers, and placed them one by one in his mouth. Tasting him as he watched Snake’s chest move.
“You have the condom?” Fox asked.
Snake placed it in his hand and watched as Fox opened it with his teeth then slipped it over his cock. Fox’s sexual experience was not a secret, especially at dinner, but it was still arousing to watch him.
Snake was ripped from his mind as Fox grabbed his chin.
“Spit,” he commanded.
Snake sat up, his clit was throbbing at a whole new intensity, especially after that. He grabbed the base of his cock and spit softly onto the head.
“So good at following orders..” Fox praised, cool brown eyes watching the spit that stuck to Snake’s chin slowly drip off onto his shirt.
Snake blushed as he rubbed the wayward spit off his chin with the back of his hand. Leaning back on his elbows to watch Fox stroke the spit evenly across his cock. When he was satisfied he pulled snake forward with one swift flick of his wrists.
Fox took the base of his cock in his hand and rubbed the head against Snake’s wet folds. He groaned as Fox slowly pushed himself inside. He was not particularly long but he was wide, either way it didn’t matter because he felt incredible. Snake shut his tearing up eyes and threw his head back. A warm hand pushed against his chest, guiding him flat onto the dirt. Fox laid on top of him and placed his hands on either side of him. Fox chose a fast pace while pecking at Snake’s lips with his chapped ones.
Snake bit his lip, holding Fox’s triceps for dear life. The sound of their muffled moans and bare skin slapping together filling the thick air. Fox shifted onto his left arm, brushing both sides of his right hand on Snake’s shirt before slowly sliding his hand down onto his clit. With the combined sensations, Snake didn’t last long after that. He wrapped his legs around Fox’s back, his own back arching up off the ground.
His legs shook, mouth curved in an “O” position, he didn’t care how loud he was being now. He felt the pressure building up in his lower half, harder than he ever had before. Soon, he hit his tipping point, he arched his back further, practically screaming now. Fox was cumming too now, most likely from Snake’s performance and his nails clawing at his neck and back.
They laid in a heap, listening to the sounds of life around them and their own labored breathing. Snake twitched and moaned at the sensation of Fox’s flaccid cock slipping out of his overly sensitive pussy. Fox pushed himself up looking over Snake’s body, his eyes spending a lot of time on his shaking legs.
He placed a warm hand on Snake’s cheek and kissed him deeply.
Fox pulled back, a trail of saliva hanging off their lips.
“So,” he spoke, “when are you gonna fuck me?”