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Stede and Ed had just sent the kids off to a movie after dinner and a game of touch football in the backyard. Ed and Cal versus Stede and Adam…and it wasn’t even close.
“I can’t believe we beat you 24 to nothing. That’s got to be a new record for backyard tag football, mate,” Ed ribbed Stede.
“I am going to take the high road here and say that you and Cal did a great job as a team. I’m happy to have lost to such worthy opponents,” Stede said, trying to sound haughty.
“Oh, I see, can’t take a little smack talk? Let me try your approach: I’m amazed at how patient Adam was when you dropped every single one of his passes.” Ed snickered.
“Hey! I warned all of you from the start that I’m a butterfingers!”
“Mmmmm, yeah I bet your fingers taste really nice.”
Stede turned redder than he had been at any point during the friendly game.
Flustered, Stede said, “Yeah, well…you–I don’t see you offering to help me at all!”
“Oh, would you finally like to find out what a great coach I am? Ok, let’s try for something easy to start.” Ed had a glint in his eye. “I’ll teach you the proper form for tackling.”
“I’m sure it can’t be too difficult!” Stede said, regaining some of his normal confidence.
Positioning himself about 10 feet from Stede, Ed squatted about halfway to the ground.
“Ok you want to lower your center of gravity by squatting. Keep your butt low. And when you come at your opponent, think of your weight and energy coming from your hips, not your back. Then wrap your arms right below their shoulders and drive down to the ground.” Ed explained it with some motioning through the air, but stayed where he was. “Ok c'mon mate. Come at me!”
Stede squared up his shoulders, squatted his butt down low, and ran directly at Ed…who immediately let Stede glance off his shoulder and stumble a few steps before catching his waist to keep him from falling to the ground.
“Ok ok, not a bad first try!”
“Edward! That was a terrible first try! I barely even made contact!” Stede gasped. “Let me try again.”
“Alright maybe I should demonstrate first–” the wind was knocked out of Ed before he had a chance to finish his thought as Stede came barreling into him and tumbling them both to the ground.
Stede couldn’t contain his laughter as he said, “Oh gosh, I’m sorry Edward! But there was no way I’d get you if you were paying attention. Are you happy now? I tackled you, you nut,” he huffed.
“You dirty trickster!” Ed forced out, lying on his back with the full weight of Stede pressing down on top of him. “I can’t believe my boyfriend is a man without morals.” Ed rolled his eyes.
Stede stopped laughing for a moment and shyly smiled, “Your boyfriend, huh?”
“Yeah that’s usually what I call the guy I’m going on dates with and making out with on the couch like a teenager trying not to get caught. Except this time we’re the adults, hiding from your teenage son.” Ed said, doing nothing to move Stede from his chest.
They were so close that Stede could see the clouds reflected in Ed’s dark brown eyes and felt his chest rise and fall with his breath, the breath they shared together that was scented with fresh grass and that slight autumn fragrance that’s abundant in October.
And he couldn’t help himself, not when Edward was so vulnerable like this below him. He barely tipped his head and pressed his lips to Ed’s, closed his eyes and felt the swoop in his stomach that hit him every time he kissed his Edward, his boyfriend.
He was rewarded with Ed pressing back into him, wrapping strong arms around his shoulders and teasing his lips open with his tongue, inviting a heat into his stomach along with the swoop.
Ed broke off their kiss and gently cupped Stede’s cheek with his hand, taking a moment to gaze into those hazel eyes that he found to be his new favorite color. Ed’s breath hitched in his lungs when Stede suddenly and unexpectedly turned his head just slightly enough to kiss the pad of his thumb. He gently licked around the tip of Ed’s thumb and then sucked it into his mouth. The sight of Stede’s lips wrapped around him that way unlocked a hunger in him that threatened to overtake his vision and render him useless.
Ed regained enough function to growl “inside,” and then he was rising up off the ground like Stede was simply a light blanket on top of him rather than a full grown man.
Ed led the way, pulling Stede by the hand, and instead of their normal spot on the couch, led them down the hallway to the bedroom. Stede had only ever briefly shown Ed his room during the always necessary “house tour” when a new friend comes over, but he was delighted with the turn of events today.
As soon as the door closed Ed pushed Stede up against it, kissing him forcefully, unlike how they’d kissed before. There was longing behind his kisses that pulled at something carnal in Stede that he had only started to experience since he and Ed began dating. He was ready to explore that feeling more intimately now.
“What was that about a man without morals?” Stede asked as Ed began to kiss down his jaw and onto his neck.
Ed sucked the skin just below Stede’s earlobe and Stede gasped at the sting. “I’m certain you’ll find I’m no saint in here.” Ed rumbled. Stede tried to respond with something quippy but all that escaped him was a groan as Ed simultaneously licked the depression of his collarbone and rested a hand over his crotch.
Ed pulled back suddenly but with a smile, causing Stede to whine at the sudden absence. He backed up until his legs were against Stede’s bed and opened his arms wide.
“Want to try that tackle again?”
Without hesitating, Stede bolted forward, wrapped his arms around Ed’s chest and toppled him onto the bed, smothering him with kisses that were needy for more.
“Oh, much better form that time Stede.” Ed giggled a little but stopped quite suddenly when Stede started moving his hands up and under his shirt, trailing heat in their wake.
“You first.” Ed said, pulling at the hem of Stede’s shirt. Ed was a little surprised when Stede immediately flung his shirt off without pause. Ed stared for a moment, the first time seeing Stede without a shirt seemed to short circuit his brain. But his years of honed sporting skills seemed to take over as he pushed his way up off the bed while simultaneously flipping Stede down onto it.
“Nope. Sorry. Cannot let that move go unchallenged.” Ed clipped. He buried his face in Stede’s chest while straddling his hips.
“Oh god, Edward.” Stede gasped as Ed flicked his nipple with his tongue, then made his way over to the other and gave it equal attention.
“You’ve got beautiful tits Stede.” And Stede choked out a laugh that stopped them both for a second. “What?? It’s true!” Ed said, but also laughing. It gave him a second to slow down, reach back up to Stede’s mouth and kiss him softly. “Is this ok with you? Are you ok with this happening?”
“Oh Edward. I couldn’t be happier. Thought you would’ve realized that by now though,” Stede said, glancing down.
Ed laughed again softly. “Yeah, I know. Just didn’t want to come on too strong.”
“But I love how strong you are.” Stede said before he could stop the words.
Ed’s eyebrows shot up his forehead and he looked back down at Stede with fire behind his eyes. “Well let me demonstrate the proper form then. It’s only what a competent,” he placed a heated kiss on Stede’s lips, “skilled,” another at the center of his chest, “and strong,” another on his gorgeously soft belly, “coach can do for his pupil.” And he slipped his thumbs under Stede’s waistband. Stede shuddered and lifted his hips to allow Ed to ease his pants and briefs off in one fluid motion, freeing Stede’s erection and finally seeing him fully. “God you’re beautiful Stede.” Ed said softly and Stede was on fire with blush and yearning.
“Thank you Edward.” Stede could barely breathe. “Please…can I see you…?”
“Oh, shit, yeah sorry mate.” And Ed whipped his shirt off immediately and kicked off his track pants without a second thought.
“My god, Edward. I can’t…you’re so…” Stede started, sitting up on his elbows.
“Yeah, umm Stede, while you know I love your gushing compliments and beautiful flowery words, can you save them for next time? I need to devour you, like, yesterday.” Ed said as he kneeled between Stede’s legs and stroked himself a few times, long and slow, eyes boring into Stede.
“Mmhmm,” Stede managed as Ed leaned down overtop of him, kissing him and grinding into his hips. Stede bucked upwards and their moans throbbed together in their throats when their cocks made contact.
Ed began kissing Stede down his chest and belly again, and then, blessedly, he kissed and tongued the soft skin just below his waist and nuzzled against the length of his leaking cock.
“You like how strong I am, eh?” Ed hummed and it felt like a direct line from where he was buried into Stede straight up to his punch drunk brain. Stede could do little more than whine, which Ed took as a yes. He shifted his hands under Stede’s ass and used his powerful arms to hoist his hips up, resting Stede’s thighs on his shoulders and then finally, sublimely, licked up Stede’s length and sucked him into his mouth. Ed lavished the head of Stede’s cock, circling it with his tongue and then slowly, with rapt attention, taking him deep into his throat over and over.
“Oh my god, Ed. Edward, I can’t…I’m not going to last.”
Ed hummed his approval without letting Stede out of his mouth. He squeezed Stede’s ass and shifted one hand, allowing his thumb to explore a bit deeper. He found Stede’s hole and gently ringed around his entrance with a feather light touch. Stede made a guttural moan from the depths of his chest and came hard and hot in Ed’s mouth, Ed pleased beyond measure to swallow him through it, watching it wrack his body with a force.
Ed slowly placed Stede’s hips and legs back on the bed as Stede came down from the best orgasm of his life.
“Let me…can I…repay the favor?” Stede asked in a haze, barely able to move.
“While I really appreciate the sentiment Stede, I didn’t do my job right if you can do much after that. Plus I don’t think you’ll have to.” Ed leaned over Stede and kissed him softly on his blissed out, parted lips. He added, “can I finish on you? Is that ok?”
“Oh god, yes Edward. Please.” Stede kissed him back, as enthusiastically as his body would let him.
“This won’t take long love.” Ed whispered as he took himself in hand, almost pressed down on top of Stede.
“Oh Edward, you’re so amazing. You’ve spoiled me beyond what I deserve. You are so wonderful and beautiful,” Stede flourished the words on him.
“You deserve it all Stede. You're amazing.” Ed panted, in between planting kisses everywhere he could reach on Stede’s lips, face, neck.
“Edward, you’re so good. You’re so perfect,” Stede showered Ed with compliments and he couldn’t take it, he felt Stede’s words reach inside his being and rip through his core and he came while pumping into his fist, painting Stede’s belly and chest with his spend.
Trembling, he collapsed next to Stede and curled slightly into his side. He caught his breath while Stede traced feather-light touches over his tattooed arms.
“Well, you certainly are very strong Edward.” Stede laughed a little saying it. Then suddenly his eyes shot open wide. “Oh my god, Ed! Your knee! Is it ok?? Oh darling, why did you put all that pressure on your knee!”
Ed laughed and waved away Stede’s concern. “Stede, seriously, I’m fine. Only you would worry about that right now in the state you're in. Let me go get something to clean you up.” And before Stede could protest more, Ed was off to the bathroom for a damp cloth.
They spent a long time laying in bed, Ed cleaning up and then softly talking, kissing, cuddling. Stede still protested that Ed needed to rest and probably ice his knee. Ed reassured him that he was fine and finally placated Stede by promising to let him do all the heavy lifting the next time.
“Well, I can’t promise I’ll have the same physical prowess as my strong, impressive boyfriend.” Stede said as he kissed the tip of Ed’s nose.
“I guess I’ll just have to coach you through it love.”