30 Greedy Lover

Back at Richie's house, Jon dropped his bag by the front door, there wasn't anything in there that he needed for the rest of the night so he let it be.

"I'm hungry." He announced.
Instantly Richie pulled him closer and started nibbling his neck. "So am I."
"Alright but can we have dinner afterwards?"
"Of course we can. I won't starve you."
"Great, now bedroom." Jon commanded.
"We'll get there." Richie started moving his hands up under Jon's shirt.
Jon for once, smart enough to figure things out on his own, pulled his shirt off.
Richie smiled. "We needed a shower, didn't we?"
"Not right now."
"After then." Richie suggested.
"After you get food."
"Food first or after?" He nibbled Jon's neck again.
"Orgasms, you order food and then we can shower while we wait, how's that?" He summed it up and avoided calling it sex.
Richie pressed his hard on against Jon. "Works for me."

Jon pulled him back to continue their kissing as Richie kissed him passionately again, walking back to the stairs until Richie bumped his heel on the bottom step and stopped kissing. Instead, he dragged Jon upstairs with him and up to the bedroom.

Before he knew it, Richie pushed him up against the now closed door and kissed him hard. Jon's only response excisted of groans and grinding back against Richie.

Richie kissed down his new again, nibbling as he went, his hands going to Jon's pants. He suckled on a nipple while wrapping his hand around Jon’s cock. Looking for more friction, Jon pushed into him.

His assault by hand didn't last long as Richie kneeled down in front of Jon and took his cock in his mouth. Unexpected for Jon, he groaned and hold on to Richie's hair. He could feel Richie's hand behind, finding that spot again but he didn't move in very far, knowing he didn't have any lube right on hand.

That extra little touch made Jon explode.

Richie swallowed every drop, he looked up at Jon, remembering his own hard on, he stood up and kissed Jon hard again, making him taste hmself.

Jon pulled out of the kiss after only seconds, he didn't need to know how he tasted.

"Gonna help me out here?" Richie asked, pressing himself and therefor Jon against the wall.
"Thought we were gonna shower?"
"You said this first." Richie reminded him, grinding against him again.
"We did this."
He pressed his hard on against Jon again. "We?"
"Me."
"What about me?"
Jon shrugged, he had a better idea. "Dunno, shower?"
"Fine." Richie let go and pulled him to the shower.
"What?" Jon asked confused.

Richie started the shower and willed his erection away, he felt like Jon didn't really care anyway. He got in the shower and payed no attention to him anymore.

Jon followed into the shower right away and got the shampoo, then reached over to do Richie's hair. He had a better idea but Richie pulled away from him.

Jon sighed. "Come on, I'm working things up here." He tried.
"More like ignoring them when they're already worked up."
"I can ignore it completely if you like that better." Jon threatened.
"You might as well have. I didn't take you for a greedy lover."
"No? There, you learned something new." Jon said sarcastic, he had an idea going that he wanted to try out.
"Apparently."
"So, you're not gonna let me?" He asked confused.

"Do you even actually want to?" Richie finally turned to face him.
"Yes, othrwise I wouldn't have started that." He wasn't going to explain his entire plan.
"If you really did, you would've reciprocated."
"I'm trying to!"
"Reciprocating would’ve been doing what I did for you." Annoyance was clear in Richie's voice by now.
"I was working on that but you pulled away." Jon pointed out.
"You pulled away first."
Again, Jon sighed. "'Cause I wanted to do this, here."

Richie closed his eyes and calmed down, feeling stupid again but he remained silent.

"What? Want me to leave?" Jon asked after a bit.
Richie looked down at their wet feet. "Sorry. I'm overracting."
"What?" Jon asked, still confused about it.
"It’s been awhile alright? It’s just getting back into a relationship like this again."
"So what do you want me to do?"
"Forgive me for being an idiot at the worst possible time?" Richie asked carefully.
"Didn’t know you needed to be forgiven for that or even apologize for it."
"I'm being stupid. Again."
"Never." Jon insisted.

Richie looked back at their feet again, he couldn't agree to that.

"So..." Jon tried but nothing happened.

Finally Richie looked up again.

"I'm sorry I keep screwing this up."
"Will you stop saying that?"
"But I-"
"Stop it." Jon said firmly.

He wanted to continue their shower and figure out his idea and how it might work out but again Richie kept silent and looked away from him. He didn't have that much patience either.

"Fine." He threw his hands up and got out of the shower. Angry at Richie for continuing to feel sorry for himself, he got a towel and left.