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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Jake_English/Dirk_Strider
  Character:
      Jake_English, Dirk_Strider, Grandma_(Homestuck), Alpha_Dave_Strider
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Sex, Anal_Sex, sorta_-_Freeform
  Series:
      Part 21 of Tumblr_Reqest_Fics
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-12 Words: 2280
****** Blush For Me ******
by manbrobukkaketheater
Summary
     "-whispers into your ask- Please write some dirty dirkjake with them
     roleplaying something (like a criminal and cop sexy fantasy kinda
     thing [10 bonus points if you can make it something even more
     ridiculous]) and then getting walked in on, preferably while one is
     still in costume. Please, this would ease my trouble soul's cravings
     -disappears into the night with a soft hiss of "pllleeeeaaaaeeeee"-"
     "dirkjake sleep over gets sexy fic"
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
This wasn’t the first time that Jake and Dirk had a sleep over. They’ve spent
more time at one another’s houses as kids than they did at their own, but this
was the first time they have been allowed to since they’ve started dating.
At the ripe age of 16 their respective guardians had been concerned about how
hormonal the boys were, a fair worry. They had nearly been forbidden to hang
out at all ever since Jake’s Grandma had walked in on the two; Dirk perched on
his knees with her grandson half way down his throat, but the two had managed
to walk away from that event with little consequence after a solid 10 minutes
of smooth talk, a dozen apologizes and double the promises to never do it
again.
(All those promises were planned to be broken tonight.)
Grandma English had to travel across the country for some important event for
her company, SkaiaNet, and she didn’t want Jake missing any more school than he
always was with their bi-monthly trips and various expeditions across the
world. The Crockers were in a similar boat with their own company, and Jane was
already staying with the Lalondes, leaving the Striders as (thankfully in the
two boys’ opinion) Jake’s only option.
Soon after Jake was packed, given a short lesson on “proper, age appropriate
activities to engage with your partner” they were off to the Strider residence.
Upon arrival Jake was given an even shorter lesson covering the previous
subject and a (grand)maternally kiss. Jake almost felt bad for going against
her wishes.
Almost. Definitely not enough to back out of the plans him and Dirk had.
When Jake reached the top of the very long flight of stairs that led to the
Strider’s apartment, Jake was nearly out of breath and hastily knocked on the
door. As if he was waiting for Jake to arrivee, Dirk was quick to open the door
and let Jake in with a “Hey” and a head nod. Jake noted the smile on Dirk’s
face that he couldn’t keep hidden in his poker face. We’re really going to do
it, aren’t we? Jake thought to himself.
It had been decided ever since Jake found out about his Grandma’s leave of
absence, and careful planning around the time Dirk’s Bro had to be on set for
the shooting of the latest Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff, Sweet Bro too: Return of
Jeff, and had figured out that they had about four hours everyday to
themselves. Four hours they planned on using to take their relationship to the
“next level”, to “lose the ‘V’”, to pop metaphorical cherries.
Dirk led Jake to his bedroom, where Jake placed down his bag. Jake noted new
blueprints lining the walls since his last visit and complimented Dirk on his
smarts. Like many compliments Jake gave him, Dirk simply brushed it off, but
Jake was determined to make him believe at least one of the many compliments he
would shower on him in the next few hours. Perhaps he’d even make him blush.
“So, do we just-” Jake started, but was interrupted with a tackle from Dirk,
leaving Jake just on Dirk’s bed with his boyfriend pining him down.
“Assuming you were going to ask when we’re going to start, I believe now would
be an appropriate time. Wouldn’t you agree?” Dirk said, moving his hand to
hover over Jake’s groin, but not diving in yet. Of course, consent was needed.
Jake smiled his regular toothy grin and kissed Dirk, moving his hands to bring
the two closer together. Figuring that was the best “okay” Jake was going to
give him, Dirk started to unbuckle Jake’s shorts. Jake, of course, showed now
objections and lifted himself in turn to help Dirk get him out of the layers of
clothing.
This wasn’t the first, and definitely not the last time, Dirk had seen Jake’s
dick (hell, he’s had it in his mouth before,) but the teenage jitters of seeing
a half-hard cock, aroused by his doing (simply kissing and undressing, no
less), it was truly one of life’s little miracles.
Almost on instinct, Dirk began to stroke Jake, something the he thoroughly
enjoyed, letting out small moans as Dirk worked. Jake noted Dirk’s state the
best he could. He was smiling, pleased with the number he was doing on his
boyfriend, but his pale cheeks didn’t have a trace of pink to them. Contrasting
Jake’s own dark body that was flushed from head to dick, to toe.
In a flash, or rather a flashstep, Dirk was completely naked, save for a
necklace, and on top of Jake. With a second glance Jake noticed it wasn’t a
necklace, or a choker or something of the like, but a collar? What was that
about?
“Um Dirk,” Jake motioned to his neck, curious to why his boyfriend was wearing
such a ridiculous thing. Dirk looked slightly embarrassed for a moment, (just a
moment, not long enough to allow a blush to spread) but then looked at Jake
with a flirtatious, lustful look.
“I know this is just our first, but I wanted it to be...” Dirk paused, choosing
his words carefully. “I want it to be memorable Jake. So I did some research,”
At the word “research” Jake nearly felt himself go soft. That was usually
followed by a speech on some robot or a technological feat Jake couldn’t wrap
his mind around, but given the circumstances he continued listening.
“So one of the most common kinks out there is BDSM, and I’ve seen videos and
hey, it is pretty hot. Though I couldn’t come up with usable rope for this
occasion, I figured the collar would definitely suggest some master/slave
undertones.” Jake waited. “Undertones I’m making really fuckin’ obvious. So
what do you think?”
“You want to be dominated?”
“Well, yeah.” Dirk said, half surprised at the question. He was expecting Jake
to react in a surprised manner but Dirk thought his questions would be more
like “What’s BDSM?” Perhaps Jake knew more than he let off.
“But you’re...” Jake’s voice trailed off, leaving Dirk slightly paranoid.
“I’m what?”
“You’re you! Dirk Strider, Mr. Manly Man!” Jake said, sitting up. Over the
course of the conversation, despite being under his hot and naked boyfriend,
had gone soft. But they’d get to that soon enough. “I mean, sure when I
pictured us going at it,” Jake continued. “You were on the “bottom” or whatever
you want to call it, but I never thought, you would be all gung-ho for taking
it up the arse.”
“Jake,” Dirk started to say.
“I mean I figured it would go like a round of fisticuffs. Always battling for
dominance, trying to one up one another. Not being proclaimed winner on a
silver platter.” There was a pause.
“So do you want me to take the collar off?” Disappointment clouded Dirk’s
words. Another pause.
“Nope! I think I’ll take you up on this offer of sorts!” Jake cheerfully
replied. Dirk smiled, relived. He was unsure of how much of Jake really wanted
this and how much was just appeasing Dirk, but he was ready to leave those
thoughts behind. They were going to fucking do this.
“Now then,” Jake continued. “I guess this is where I take the reigns?” Dirk
nodded, moving his hand back to stroke Jake’s dick, stroking it like before.
Jake’s breath got heavier as he became hard, inhaling and exhaling in time with
Dirk’s movements. After a few more breaths, Jake figured he should say
something. Something to establish his character, give Dirk what he wanted.
“Now then, I’m sure you’re getting jealous of that nimble little hand of
yours,” Jake moved his hands to the back of Dirk’s neck, pulling his face
closer to Jake’s erection. Dirk was quick to oblige.
Jake had no idea how good Dirk got at giving head, but was in no position to
question this gift of his. This was only the third time, once when his
Grandmother had caught them and once in the bathroom stall of their high
school, (that one was sure a thrill) but neither could compare to the care, no,
worship, Dirk was putting into this. This was because now they had one thing
they didn’t have the other times they went at it: Time.
Dirk was peppering Jake with kisses, up and down his shaft; a little tongue
here, a full-out lick there. Jake had built up some stamina, and he couldn’t
believe he was feeling so close already, but it just felt so lovely.
Although nothing compared to when Dirk focused on the head. Dirk started again
with simple kisses, then brought his whole mouth around the tip and started
sucking, hollowing his mouth and moving down Jake. Jake felt Dirk’s tongue
brush against his slit, lapping at the precum, while his lips guided Jake’s
cock down his warm throat.
“Dirk-” Jake moaned. Jake couldn’t say he had been blown by many people, but he
was positive Dirk was the best one out there. The hot, wetness of his mouth was
enough to send Jake over his edge, not even to mention how Dirk apparently
didn’t have some form of a gag reflex, which allowed the Strider to deep throat
so flawlessly and the active tongue in his mouth. Dirk’s skill at the task was
only comparable to one other thing: his enthusiasm. Dirk sucked dick like it
was going out of style and was extremely eager to please. The typical stuff
that would make Jake blush (again) all over.
“You’re truly fantastic at this. The bees knees of blowjobs.” Dirk was bobbing
his head, only half listening to Jake’s dorky compliments. He wasn’t exactly
set out for the whole “dominate role” but the hand that was holding Dirk down,
allowing him to bob just enough but not pop off would have to suffice.
Just as that has been said, Jake removed his hands, allowing Dirk to pop off of
Jake in his bob. Dirk looked at Jake, waiting for some form of explanation and
was given two words: “It’s time.”
With little movement, Jake was now sitting between Dirk’s legs while Dirk
leaned against his bed’s backboard, propped up against some pillows. Jake had a
bottle of lube in his hands and was busy coating his fingers. When he was good
and slicked up, he set the bottle aside and gave Dirk a smile.
“Spread your legs for me, just a little more.” He tried to sound confident and
powerful. Regardless of what he sounded like, Dirk spread his legs and waited
for Jake to begin his prep. Jake pushed one finger in, quite easily and began
poking around, circling his finger, testing out the unexplored area.
“You’re not as tight as I expected. Could you be taking infidelity with me?”
Both boys new the question was a joke. At worst it was a fancy way to call Dirk
a slut, but it was mostly just to get him hot and bothered. Jake wasn’t
expecting an answer, but Dirk spoke up.
“I... prepared,” Dirk pointed to a smuppet, coated with lube near the bed. “I
knew you wanted this as badly as I do and wouldn’t want to waste anytime.” Jake
kissed Dirk at the sweet, thoughtfulness of Dirk. Dirk was definitely odd, but
Jake was glad that even if his preparation wasn’t to a tee, they should still
be good.
Jake continued to move, adding another finger, then another, quickly and
smoothly stretching Dirk out, before removing his hands, leaving Dirk feeling
surprisingly empty. Sure Dirk has tried out more than one smuppet prototype,
but after having Jake, even just Jake’s fingers inside of him, Dirk was unsure
if he would ever be able to use the foam toys again. It was just such a
different sensation, good different, but so, so separate from when he was in
control.
Lost in thought Dirk didn’t notice Jake lube himself up before positioning
himself to Dirk’s entrance. Before sliding in, Jake took hold of Dirk’s dick
and began to pump, hoping to emit as much pleasure from his lover as possible.
Right as Jake slid in, Dirk’s world stopped.
Not because he was finally getting his desired fill of Jake, but because he
heard the apartment door slam.
Bro was home.
Jake, who either ignored the sound or didn’t hear it began to move inside of
Dirk, lost in the tightness of him.
“Jake,” Dirk said, quietly through the ecstasy of Jake being inside him. This
whole sex thing would definitely been throughly enjoyable of Dirk knew there
was no risk of getting caught. But since there was an extremely high chance of
getting caught it was less than enjoyable to say the least.
“Boys, they sent me home early!” Bro called from the kitchen, footsteps warning
the two Bro was approaching the room. Jake had stopped moving, but was too
shocked to move out of Dirk.
“Dirk, are you-” Bro walked into the room. There was a moment of shock and
silence as the three exchanged looks. Bro was the first to speak up.
“Jake.” Bro said, barely keeping his voice steady. “Get out of him. Now.” Jake
quickly followed what Bro said, and began to fumble an apology, but Bro had
already walked out of the room.
Well shit. Dirk thought. He looked at Jake, excpeting to see him just as
mortified as himself, but instead Jake was smiling.
“What is it, English?”
“You’re blushing.”
The rest of the night was spent in complete embarrassment with the boys not
being allowed within 3 feet of each other.
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