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“So, hotdogs and then a movie? Sounds good?” Eddie asked over the phone.
Steve was pacing his apartment holding the corded phone, “Yeah sure, gnarly. How do you want to meet up?”
“I can come get you from work. Don't really have a functioning car, but can't let that stop us, eh big boy?”
The flirtatious tone in Eddie’s voice made Steve’s face hot.
“Uh, you don’t have to do that. I can meet you at the Frank’s near the multiplex.” Steve told him.
“Okay, see you there then. See you at 7.” Eddie said before hanging up.
They were just meeting up to hang out, but why did that exchange sound suspiciously like they were arranging a date?
Robin had asked what Steve was up to that night and he’d lied and said his coworkers were having a party.
Steve tormented himself over what to wear. He ended up going with all black clothes. It wasn’t because that’s what Eddie would like.
When he parked at the hotdog place, Eddie was already standing outside smoking a cigarette. He had a leather jacket and flannel shirt over a Dio shirt. His jeans were ripped and had chains on them. The black boots Eddie wore were the same Steve had seen him in the last time.
Eddie nodded at Steve, admiring his black turtleneck and black jeans with a brown coat. “You look like a beatnik poet. Or Rick Astley.” joked Eddie.
“And you look like Dave Mustaine.” Steve quipped back.
That name drop seemed to impress Eddie. “How do you know Dave?” he snuffed out his cigarette in the smoker’s pole.
"I read a metal magazine.” Steve shrugged.
Eddie smiled and opened his arms for a hug. Steve stifled his own smile and went in to hug him back.
“Okay, so my favorite hotdog here is the Sly Stalone.” Eddie started to ramble as soon as they parted, “It’s Italian sausage wrapped in prosciutto that is fried so it’s crispy like bacon and mozzarella on top.”
“Oh so really cheesy like his movies?” Steve said, “Sounds awesome. I’m starving. They got beer?
“Ofcourse, this is Indianapolis.”
They ate their food and talked about everyone back home. Not once was it mentioned what happened between them at the club. It was absolutely the only thing Steve had been thinking about for the past week.
He wondered if the two of them meeting meant it would happen again or if this was Eddie trying to make something real out of this. Was it supposed to be casual?
Steve didn’t buy into the whole hookup thing. He was a young bachelor in his twenties in a new town with his own place. It was just not his thing. Over the past couple years Steve realized what he really needed was an honest relationship.
"What movie did you want to see?" asked Eddie, sipping his beer.
"Child's Play 2?" Steve suggested. They sat in a booth eating their hotdogs.
"Are you kidding me? You used to work at a video store right? You know sequels to horror movies are never good."
Steve smirked when he realized Eddie remembered where he worked. "What did you want to see then?"
"I don't know," he paused, "depends on if we plan to pay attention or not."
The nervous and shocked reaction on Steve's face made Eddie chuckle. That must have been exactly what he wanted, to get a rise out of him.
Trying to play it cool, Steve said "Home Alone? It's a Christmas movie, but everybody's been saying it's funny."
Eddie squinted at him briefly,"Do you consider this a first date? Like a real one?"
"What?" he stammered, "Where did that come from?"
"Well, you are very put together and actually engaged in conversation with me. Seems like you don't just want to jerk each other off in a dark theater."
Steve laughed,"Is that what you usually do?"
"Yeah, sorta." shrugged Eddie,"Sometimes we go down on each other. It's quick, dirty, and hot."
That statement made Steve gulp.
Eddie tilted his head, the soft smile not leaving his lips. "Do you think it's a real date or not?"
"You wanna answer that question first?" Steve said.
"Honestly, not initially, but now it seems like it is for you."
Steve huffed and took a sip of his beer, "I don't know! I've never done any of this stuff with a guy before."
“I remember, big boy.” laughed Eddie.
“I…wasn’t sure either if this was a date but I was,” Steve paused, “…hoping it would be.”
Eddie’s face changed completely. His smugness was replaced with flattery.
Steve scratched the back of his neck nervously and had to look away.
“Damn I must be a really good dancer,” he joked.
“Oh please, you had a good time too!” Steve exclaimed softly.
That made Eddie burst into another fit of laughter, “I’m just messing with you. How about we skip the movie then? We could go to my place right
after we’re done eating. I got better beer than this place.”
There was a slight air of fear in Steve’s expression. He was even more confused about expectations for the evening now.
“Uh…sure.”
Eddie smiled and changed the subject. They talked about movies while they ate their food. Once they were finished, Eddie pulled out a cigarette. “Can I smoke this in your car?”
Steve shrugged as they stepped outside, “If you want.”
Eddie lit up and smirked at him. The other man refused to make eye contact. “Steve?”
“Yeah?” he replied, pausing and looking at him.
“Are you…nervous?” Eddie asked.
“I mean, I wouldn’t say nervous.”
“Sorry if I moved things a little fast, I just want to go hang out with you. Chat, ya know away from prying eyes.” He said, blowing out smoke.
Steve nodded, “No, I’m sorry. I didn’t want either of us to be…expecting something different. Hanging out sounds good.”
They got in Steve’s car and under Eddie’s instruction, made it to his apartment. Eddie was still finishing his cigarette so they sat parked on the dark empty street.
Some rock station was playing on the radio. Steve was surprised to see Eddie offering him his cigarette. He accepted and took a drag.
When he exhaled, he handed it back to Eddie, only to catch the sight of him smiling at him in admiration. “What?” laughed Steve, handing off the cigarette.
“Just looking at those pretty lips of yours.” Eddie breathed, “I’d be lying if I said I haven’t been thinking about kissing them this entire past week.”
Steve flushed and adjusted his pants, “You have huh?”
Eddie smoked down to the filter and snubbed it in the built in ashtray. “Of course. You’re a fucking good kisser. Have you been thinking about it too?”
Steve unbuckled his seatbelt and nodded, “Pretty much constantly.”
“Been thinking about my mouth too?” Eddie smirked, undoing his seatbelt and scooting closer.
“God, your mouth…” Steve groaned, looking down at it.
Biting his bottom lip, Eddie grabbed Steve’s hand to put it on his lap to feel his hard cock. Steve let his hand be manipulated and started to stroke him.
“Sorry,” panted Eddie, “I know what I said before we left but fuck, you’re just so hot. Thinking about your dick in my throat has been getting me off every night since it happened.”
Eddie really started to hump his hand then.
"Christ." Sighed Steve, moving his hand against the other man with lidded eyes. Both of Eddie's hands grabbed Steve's forearm while he thrusted. He whimpered softly "Shit, Steve…"
Eddie leaned toward him even more. Steve met him halfway and started to kiss him. Both men moaned into each other's mouths.
Pausing the kiss, Eddie whispered "I think I could cum just from your hand."
That made Steve fully hard. He was surprised at how excited Eddie made him just from his words. How did he know exactly which buttons to press?
The whimpers spilling out of Eddie's mouth were enthralling.
A man pulled up in a car in front of them to park, making them slide back from each other. The stranger got out of his truck and started to walk away.
"Let's go up to my place?" panted Eddie.
Steve's eyes never left his as he nodded. Both men were grateful for the darkness of night covering how flushed their faces were.
They went into Eddie's building and went up to the second floor to his 1 bedroom apartment.
It was slightly messy but only from all the sheet music on every surface. He had a long couch and a coffee table with a small shitty antenna television.
Steve noticed his red BC Rich guitar hanging on the wall.
Eddie shucked his jackets and took Steve's coat while they stood in the open kitchen. "Make yourself at home, just take off your shoes." Eddie said.
In his socks, Steve padded over to the couch. Eddie went over to his impressive stereo and asked for any requests.
"Prince?" Steve suggested, hoping he didn't seem lame.
Eddie shrugged in his Dio shirt,"Not the batdance right?"
"OH GOD no!" Laughed Steve.
"Just checking if you were cool." Eddie smiled, "I got Purple Rain on a record. Didn't like the movie, but the album is good."
When he turned to his record box to thumb through them, Steve stared at his ass. It was fuller, more muscular than he recalled. He recalled the memory of Eddie climbing a stripper pole with ease.
The album started low in volume. Eddie turned to him and Prince's voice started "Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called 'life'."
Eddie went to sit next to him. Fuck, Steve forgot the first track started that way. Shit, Eddie must be thinking he picked that on purpose.
"You alright?" he asked, tilting his head.
Steve realized he'd been staring silently while he was overthinking this whole situation. "Yeah, I'm just surprised you had this album. I do too. I think I scratched it from listening so much."
Great, now he can't shut up. Why didn't he know how to do this anymore?
Eddie nodded, "Yeah. He's an amazing guitar player. I hate to admit I like his ballads too. Even if it's more R&B pop."
They chatted for a bit about music until the third track started. A sappy ballad. The synthesizer beat started. Soft vocals came in "Baby baby baby. What's it gonna be? Baby baby baby…"
Both their smiles dropped slowly. The air was suddenly thick. Eddie's eyes were roaming over Steve's body again.
"Can we uh…" Eddie cleared his throat, "keep making out?"
Steve smiled and moved over until their legs were touching. Eddie immediately brought their lips together. Their tongues connected much sooner this time.
Steve groaned as soon as he felt Eddie's hand start rubbing his thigh. He got so hard it made his head spin.
"Fuck!" Steve sighed.
Once again, the music was adding to the heat in the moment.
That mischievous hand moved to rub against the front of Steve's cock.
"Fuck me." Eddie pleaded against the other man's mouth.
"What?" panted Steve, eyes wide.
Without any hesitation, Eddie straddled his lap. It happened so quickly and smoothly, it must have been something else Eddie learned at work.
Before Steve could think, Eddie rolled his hips. Both men whimpered at the delicious friction. Steve threw his head back and scrambled to put his hands on the man's sides to keep him still.
"W-Wait, mmm….Eddie. I don't know if I'm ready for-"
Shutting him up with another hot kiss, Eddie used a gravely whisper. “Mmm, you feel ready enough for me."
Steve stared up at him with dark eyes.
"C'mon, let me be your first boy. Ungh, Steve, it's been so long since I got fucked. Please?" He was putting on his sluttiest voice.
Somehow he managed to rock against his lap a little more. Steve tightened his grip on the man's sides with a hiss.
Eddie had that satisfied snarky grin again. "Give me 5 minutes, then join me in my bed, yeah?"
Steve didn’t ask why he needed 5 minutes. Just then he realized he didn’t say no either.
“Steve?” urged Eddie.
“Huh?”
“I need an answer.” mumbled Eddie, kissing his neck a few times.
Steve let out a shaky breath and said “Y-Yeah.”
Eddie kissed him softly with a smile and got off of him.
Steve sat there with his hands at his sides and he watched the long haired boy saunter to his room.
This was happening.
Now Steve’s heart really started to pound out of his chest.
Prince was now singing about Nikki, the sex fiend. It was almost like the record was mocking him.
He was scared and excited.
The clock on the wall said 8 minutes had passed.
Steve stood and walked into his room to find Eddie naked, on his back and under his blankets. It was obvious Eddie was fingering himself open. He was moaning, hissing, and grunting. Those god damn nipple rings were shaking with his movements.
Finally Eddie opened his eyes and noticed the other man had made an appearance. He smiled, "There he is. Why don't you get those clothes off and come here?"
Steve's eyes drifted over the erotic sight in front of him. He slipped off his shirt and started working on his belt. While shirtless, Steve realized it was cold there.
Eddie didn't have a heater. There were only 2 half broken radiators in his apartment. The blankets on the bed looked plush, soft, and warm.
When he was naked he crawled into bed next to the other man. Their hot, sloppy kisses resumed. Eddie pulled him so he was hovering over him under the covers. Steve kissed down his neck and chest then licked at a pierced nipple.
“Ah!” breathed Eddie, a smile on his face.
Slowly, Steve continued kissing down his chest and stomach. The carnal part of Steve took over and he got his mouth on Eddie’s cock.
“Mmm!” groaned Eddie.
The action only encouraged Steve to really show off and gulp him down in his throat.
“Fuck yes!” Eddie breathed.
Steve patted his hand around and found the bottle of lube he knew the other man had been using. Slicking up his fingers, he slipped one into Eddie.
“Dammit, Steve…” moaned the man above him, “I’m ready. N-Need your cock.”
Steve bobbed his head quickly before pulling off. “This is…okay right?”
Eddie groaned “Too okay.”
Steve seemed pleased with himself. He removed his finger and sat up on his knees. Immediately Eddie started to whine and spread his legs further apart to show off his glistening hole.
“Not stalling are you?” Eddie asked, slipping a hand down to hold his own balls and play with them. “Still nervous?”
“Only a little. I’ll be fine, I want this.” smiled Steve, leaning down to give him a few kisses.
“Remember you said you like to be in charge? So take charge. C’mon, wanna feel you sink into this hot pussy.” Eddie said, making a dark look appear on the other man’s face.
The dirty talk really got to Steve and made him flush all over.
Steve looked down at the tight hole Eddie was definitely flexing on purpose. Stroking his cock with lube, he grabbed a condom off the bedside table and slid it on. He leaned down to start pushing.
Eddie stared into his eyes to keep him grounded. He bit his lip and nodded, crying out as he was breached. They were both gasping at the feeling of the other. Neither man had been so enraptured by someone like this. Not this quickly.
“Fuck, Eddie…you’re so tight.” said Steve through gritted teeth.
“Mmm, you’re fuckin thick.” Eddie said, throwing back his head. “You can move. P-Please, move?”
With a smirk, Steve grabbed a fist full of hair at the back of Eddie’s neck. He gasped in response and his head went back. It wasn’t a hard grip, just enough to excite Eddie.
“I thought you said you wanted me to be in charge.” Steve said.
Eddie’s mouth snapped shut and he seemed to be in a haze. Then Steve finally started to move with force.
“Unh, Unh, Unh.” Eddie started to breathe out with every thrust.
“God…damn.” groaned Steve, pulling his hair a little harder, “You feel so good.”
Eddie’s arms encircled the other man’s neck. They grabbed at each other and moved together easily.
Steve kissed up his neck and whispered “You’ve got the sweetest pussy I have ever had.”
A deep moan rumbled out of Eddie’s throat. Such a pretty, proper boy with such a dirty mouth.
Steve let go of his hair to hold his waist and control his thrusts better.
“One thing I know for sure,” Steve said in a harsh, sexy way, “is how to hit…the right…spot.”
With a bit of angling around, he found Eddie’s prostate. Eddie threw back his head and cried out. “Mmm, there it is.” smiled Steve, looking down at him and slowing his thrusts.
“Fuck, Steve…” gasped Eddie. With a smirk, Steve slid his hand up to cover the other man’s mouth. He continued to thrust against the sweet spot, making Eddie groan against his palm.
Never had Steve ever been with someone so loud and sensitive before. He was really getting off on the way Eddie seemingly loved being gagged while he got fucked.
Steve was learning a lot of new things about himself that night.
“God dammit...” he whispered, speeding up a little.
Eddie moaned into Steve’s hand again.
He decided to release his mouth to let Eddie talk.
“You’re so deep.” he gasped.
Their thrusts became quicker and more ragged, tongues dancing together and moaning into each other's mouths. The grip of Eddie around him made him shudder and slow down.
Movements became more gentle. Just then the long haired man started to whine and stop kissing him.
“What’s wrong? Keep pounding me.” moaned Eddie.
Steve shook his head, this boy was unbelievable. “I don’t want to cum yet, not until you have.”
“You’re getting me so close. Please, fuck me harder. I can take it.”
Not able to ignore that request, Steve started to thrust deeper and harder, feeling the arms around him tighten. “St-Steve…fuck fuck oh…I’m…”
Steve groaned “Cum with me, baby.” He had no idea where that came from.
Their orgasms happened within seconds of each other.
Eddie was immediately pulling his face into slow passionate kisses as they calmed down. When they pulled back panting, Steve had to force himself to look away from Eddie’s beautiful eyes.
“I um, hold on.” Steve said, going to the bathroom and getting a hand towel.
Once they were both cleaned up, Steve laid back down next to Eddie. It was still cold there and they were still both naked. Chills were running up and down Steve's body. It wasn't from the chilled air around them.
His body felt like it was vibrating.
“Can I…lay on you a little?” asked Eddie.
With a smile Steve said alright and lifted his arm to let him lay on his chest.
Prince’s singing still could faintly be heard in the other room. It sounded like the player had already started the record over.
Both their breathing had slowed down and Steve realized he’d been mindlessly stroking Eddie’s hair. A warmth blossomed in his chest.
“Still think this is a date?” Eddie asked.
“I…yeah. Probably the best date ever.” laughed Steve.
“Mmm, yeah it was.” Eddie rumbled, kissing across his slightly hairy chest.
Steve couldn’t stop smiling, “I’d do this again.”
Now it was Eddie’s turn to laugh. “Sure you would.”
“Not…for the sex. I’m not…I wasn’t expecting this. I want to go on another date. For real. Maybe somewhere nice.” Steve told him.
Eddie looked over at him with an amused look on his face that dropped when he saw the other man was serious. "R-Really?"
Steve nodded. "Definitely."
Muffling a laugh in Steve's chest, Eddie said "You sure you want to date a stripper?"
"A job's a job." Steve said casually, “You need to pay for things just like the rest of us.”
"Offly nice of you to say." Eddie said, resting his chin on the chest underneath him.
Steve smiled,"I mean, I am also genuinely impressed by what you do."
“Yeah? Didn’t know I could do a split, huh?”
“Nope. You were killing it out there.” Steve admitted, his eyes glazing over with fondness.
Eddie closed his eyes and chuckled to himself. He felt slightly embarrassed and partly flattered. “It’s just to make sure I get my van back. I don’t know if I want to keep doing it. Although, I’ve never made this much money at any other job I’ve had.”
“If you wanted to stay there, I wouldn’t blame you.” Steve told him.
Eddie was blushing, “Well, you’re the first person to feel that way. Also, I think I annoy people. I’m pretty obnoxious.”
Steve shook his head and laughed again, “You trying to talk me out of it or something?”
Letting out a raspberry, Eddie said “No, just wanting you to understand what you are getting into.”
“I know just what I got into.” Steve said, grabbing his still naked ass.
“Oh ho ho, fucking comedian.” Eddie laughed, pushing off him to sit up.
Steve sat up with him, “I know you already, remember? I had a great time, trust me.”
They started to look for their clothes all over the floor.
“Fine.” Eddie said, slipping on his underwear, “We’ll go on a real date. My treat.”
Steve found his own underwear and nodded, “Deal.”