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Richie was happy to have been able to play half and hour and followed Jon back to his dressing room afterwards. Once the door was shut, he flopped down on the couch, soon enough, Jon sat down next to him.

"What do you wanna do for now?" Jon asked.
"Whatever you want."
"I want you to say what we should do." Jon turned it back around so Richie had to decide.
Richie moved closer on the couch. "You were going to tell me what I was thinking though."
"No, you were going to tell me what you were thinking." Jon smartly pointed out.
"But you can read my mind."
"I just knew you were thinking, I heard you think, I didn’t hear what you were thinking."

Richie rolled his eyes and kissed him. Jon hadn't expected him to do so right then but kissed him back, letting Richie pull him closer as the kiss deepened. Not wanting it to end, Jon wrapped his arms around Richie who pulled him even closer an started laying him down on the couch.

Jon moaned into the kiss even more as Richie laid over him, settling his weight over Jon. With bright blue eyes Jon watched him above him.

Richie started kissing along his jaw and to kis neck, grinding against him as Jon giggled at the ticklish feeling in his neck. Richie smiled and nibbled at a sensitive spot just below Jon's ear, making him squirm beneat him, he pressed against him even more, groaning.

"More." Jon gasped.

Richie moved his hand between them, undoing Jon's pants. Once his hand was inside, he wrapped it around Jon's prick, making Jon moan even more.

Moving back up, he kissed Jon deeply as he jerked him off. Jon still wanted more but was lost in how much he was already turned on by now.

Above him, Richie was still grinding his own clothed, aching cock against Jon's thigh.

"More." Jon groaned.

Richie let go of him and undid his own pants, wanting to be skin on skin too, he started grinding their cocks together, groaning Jon's name as he listened to Jon groaning too. A fleeting though of hoping the door was locked passed him.

Jon grabbed him and kissed him again, now it was Richie's turn to groan into the kiss. Jon hold him so they were facing each other.

"More."
"How much more?" Richie knew what he wanted but didn't know if Jon wanted the same.
"Just more."

Richie ripped Jon's shirt off, letting his hands roam all over him.

"Fuck man." Jon gasped in surprise.
"I'd love to."
"My shirt... Wait, what?"
"You have more." Richie pointed out and sat up on his knees, looking down at Jon. "You're asking for more. I know how much more I want. Do you?"
"Yeah."
"Tell me." Richie ordered him gently.
"Tell you what? I want more, isn't clear enough?" Jon reached back in to kiss him.
"How much more?" He needed to know before they could continue.
"Fuck man. This is a real turn off." Jon complained.
"Then tell me what the hell you want." Richie lowered himself over him, once again resting his weight over him and gently nibbled his ear whispering, "'Cause I want nothing more than to be buried balls deep inside you."
Jon tensed at how close to an orgasm that closeness brought him. "Oh God." He moaned.
Richie grinded against Jan again. "That's what I want. Do you?" He asked again.
Jon nodded, agreeing eagerly. "Yes.

His hands started pushing Jon's pants down farther, groaning in excitement, knowing what was going to happen soon. Jon helped him by kicking them off, then Richie continued to strip himself and moved Jon's legs a part so he could settle between them.

Jon was too lost in his turn on to register what was happening, he just knew he was very hard, very turned on and on the edge of losing it all.

Richie kissed down Jon's neck and chest, stopping at a nipple to give it his undivided attention while his hand roams further down, behind Jon’s sac, his finger pressing lightly against Jon’s hole.

In excitement Jon gasped and moaned at the odd feeling.

Richie kissed back up, kissing Jon as his finger moved further inside him, making Jon groan again. He tried to distract him from the discomfort by kissing him again. He tried to take Jon's mind off his, putting everything into a kiss but Jon groaned.

Finally Richie noticed it was a groan of pain rather than a groan of pleasure and that lube would be a very good thing to have. He pulled away and looked around the small room for something to use.

Jon looked at him, utterly confused.

"Lube. I don't want to hurt you."
Jon looked even more confused, that had already hurt. "Oh... Um... I dunno."
Richie kissed him gently. "I'm sorry, I should've thought of it before I started." He apologized, really sorry.
"It's ok." Jon shrugged, this snap back to reality was turning him down again.
"No, I should've though." Richie kissed him again. "Is there anything in here that would work?" He didn't want to get up if he didn't have to.
"What would you need?" Jon asked as he tried to kiss him again.
Richie kissed him back. "Something slick."
"Like..." Jon asked.
"I don’t know, just anything slick that would make it easier for us both."
"I don't know, check the table." Jon said, waving his hand over to the table by the wall.

Richie looked over, inspecting the table for something he could use.

"Anything?"
"Maybe." He thought he saw something but would have to get up to actually look.
"Go check? You're the one that can actually get up, so go or I guess we don't do that."
Richie was already getting up. "Ah ha!" He was happy because the lotion he had seen would work.

In the meantime Jon was so turned on, he started stroking himself. Richie groaned when he saw Jon and laid back over him, kissing him hungrily.

"You got it that fast?" Jon asked, continuing his motions on himself.
"Didn’t want to waste time not being this close to you."

Richie kissed him again, smiling and coated his fingers in the lotion and moved his fingers back to Jon's hole, sliding one in slowly. Jon gasped and moaned, feeling much better and tightened his grip on himself, looking for even more friction.

Richie was quick to slide in a second fingure, scissoring his fingers to stretch Jon and brushed over his prostate in the process. Jon moaned louder, liking that much better even though it still hurt some.

Knowing how it felt, Richie was trying to keep hitting Jon's prostate as he added a third finger.

Below him, Jon was amazed at how it felt, not sure if it felt that great or not but what Richie was doing was making his dick in his hand much harder than it had been before. He was close to orgasming already.

Richie stretched Jon as best as he could before pulling his hand away and covered his own cock in the lotion that he was using as lube and positioned himself at Jon's entrance looking down at him.

"You're sure this is what you want?"
"Think so." Jon said, not entirely sure anyway.

Richie folded Jon's legs up a bit, making the angle better and slowly pushed himself in. Jon tensed and groaned, not sure still wanted this because this was a lot more then three fingers. Carefully Richie eased himself him, slowly. He groaned as he leaned over  Jon and kissed him deeply.

"Relax."
"Trying."

Richie moved his hand between them, wrapping it around Jon's cock, stroking him and kissing him to distract him until he was all the way and held still to let Jon adjust.

Jon moved his hand away and kissed Richie back, waiting to adjust and then waited for Richie to continue.

Moving slowly, Richie nearly pulled out all the way before pushing back in, hitting Jon's prostate, making Jon moan in delight. His head fell backwards on the couch even more.

Even though Jon had adjusted, Richie kept the pace slow, stroking Jon in time with each piston of his hips. Jon wasn't holding himself anymore but he knew he was harder than he had ever been, it was getting difficult to hold back. He couldn't believe he was this turned on.

When Richie groaned his name, Jon last it and came all over himself.

Richie groaned, biting hard on Jon's shoulder, cuming deep inside of him.

Jon moaned at the new and exciting feeling as Richie collapsed on him, breathing heavily but loving the afterglow. Jon too, took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down again.

Coming down from it, Richie kissed Jon's shoudler apologetitcally, he shifted a little and pulled out of him, making Jon sigh deeply. He wasn't sure it was because of the loss of the feeling or relief.

Richie was very happy and sated. So glad he had finally made it so far with Jon, knowing for sure that this meant Jon had made up his mind.