Discovering Sexuality

Title: Discovering Sexuality

Fandom: Transformers

Chapter: 3

Character: 3

Word count: 1,888

AN: So! I have a few things to say about this here story my dear people. I have three other Fanfiction stories that I want to really finish before I heavily think about ANY other stories. That includes this one.

 

Why am I posting this? Because it’s for Jason, who is my lovely one. She is my Transformers muse and helps me think outside of the box. This is her Christmas gift.

 

So, the rest of the chapters will be VERY slow in coming as I finish off the rest of my stories. Which are getting done. I promise. I am a few chapters into each of my stories and hope to get them done eventually. Hopefully. *sighs*

 

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“So, what are you gonna do about it?” Will asked, brushing his thumb over Sams bottom lip. He couldn't believe that he was going to be the one to actually taste the young man who drew so many and was so very strong for someone who wasn't a part of any fighting before.

 

“Well, I might have to do this,” Sam replied, blushing as he lent forward to brush their lips together. Will hummed as he brought his hand up to bury it into Sams hair, tugging on it gently to being Sam closer as his tongue brushed against soft lips. Feeling them open under his questing tongue, he moaned and slipped it into his partners’ mouth, tasting the underlying sweetness and the leftovers from their lunch. It was an interesting blend that was soon cleared, leaving behind Sams own taste. The shy tongue that was returning the caresses of his own added to the heat that was flooding his body.

 

Pulling away, Will had to smirk at the blinking eyes that sat above puffy, full lips. Sam flushed at the dark eyes that gazed down at him, fidgeting slightly under the look. He had to admit that the captain was good looking, hot in a rather rugged way. And he certainly knew how to kiss good enough that his mind was fritzed out.

 

“Won’t Ironhid get pissed?” Sam suddenly asked, Will laughing lowly and shaking his head.

 

“He’ll be pouty that I was the first to kiss you, maybe,” Will hummed, tipping his younger companion onto his back, nipping at his bottom lip as he settled between long legs. The blush that once more spread over Sams cheeks was an added bonus to the hardness he could feel against his hip. “He’ll pout but he’d smirk and ask for details,” he continued, rubbing his thumb over Sams bottom lip.

 

“What are you doing?” Sam asked, eyes widening at the wicked smirk on Wills lips. “What are you thinking?”

 

“I’m thinking that you are 19 years of age, you haven’t been laid since your 18^th birthday, or was it four weeks before you and Mikeala broke up?” Will asked, eyes sparkling as he rolled his hips into Sams, watching him moan, brown eyes darkening.

 

“It’s been nearly a year,” Sam admitted, panting lowly as he gazed up at the other man. Will raised an eyebrow, face curious about that fact. “What? I broke up with her soon after my 18^th. There hasn’t been many opportunities to have sex.”

 

“Let me tell ya, if you had so much as smirked at someone with a look of promise, you would have a very happy bed partner,” Will drawled as he dipped his head and nipped at Sams neck, rolling his hips once more. Sam groaned lowly, eyes closed as he rocked upwards into the movements.

 

“I suppose that includes you,” he moaned as he tipped his head back for the wondering mouth. The hand that slid under his shirt, working over his ribs and stomach gave him his answer. Lifting his arms as his shirt was removed, he reached for Wills shirt, tugging it up to smooth his own hands up and down the strong back.

 

Will chuckled and brought his lips up to brush over Sams jaw and cheek, enjoying the pants and low sounds that were escaping him. Sitting up, he raked his eyes over the perked nipples before him, watching as Sam arched up with a mewl, his hands reaching up to bury themselves in soft, short hair and tugging him down into a needy kiss.

 

Returning the kiss, Will was hardly surprised when his shirt was added to the pile of clothes that had been started. He growled as long fingered hands danced over his back, his own hands looking for spots that made Sam make one of his pretty noises as their feet worked to pull off socks, shoes having been left at the door. Sam surprised him when his hands slipped down and tugged at his pants buttons, getting them undone with very little fuss.

 

“Eager?” Will asked as he pulled away from the kiss, Sam smirking as he slid his hands down the front of his pants, fingers searching for more sweet spots on his body.

 

“I’m a teenager, of course I’m eager,” was the smart reply. Will chuckled and leant down, biting at his neck with a smirk, Sam jerking at the sudden sting as one of Wills hands cupped his groin and stroked over him to tease him back into a moaning puddle of need.

 

Smirking once more, Will tugged Sams out of his pants, sitting up on his knees. His jeans rode down even as his ignored them, intent on getting Sam out of his own. Drawing them down long legs, he tossed them aside and smirked at the blush that sat on high cheek bones. Sliding his hands over firm thighs, he tugged at the black boxers before hooking his fingers in the waist band and pulled them down easily.

 

Running his eyes over Sam, Will started with the mussed hair that fell around a flushed face and dark brown eyes. Trailling his eyes lower, he growled at the heaving chest, peaked nipples drawing his attention enough to dip down and nip at one. Sams back arched up as he moaned, hands clenching at the cushions beneath them. Sitting back up once more, the continued to draw his eyes over the lean body, finally setting his eyes on the curved cock that twitched under his gaze. Running his thumb over the underside of it, he swiped the digit over the tip before licking the wetness off.

 

“Delicious,” Will growled, Sams eyes widening as he shivered ever so lightly. “Now, what am I going to do to you?” he asked musingly, eyes bright with promise of pleasure and lust, enough to drown the younger man in it.

 

“Well, I don’t know what you’re planning on doing, but will you do it soon?” Sam groaned, his prick twitching against his stomach. “Don’t want Epps to pop up suddenly,” he moaned.

 

“He’d smirk and watch, jacking off,” Will laughed as he dug around in his pocket and pulled out a small thing of lube and a condom, dropping them down onto the couch. Standing up, he yanked off his pants and boxers, letting them join Sams clothes as Sam watching with wide eyes, taking in the mans trim, fit body. He could feel his body heat at the though of the man showing him just what pleasure was all about. “For now, jus lay back and enjoy it all,” he growled, kneeling between long legs and running his hands over Sams thighs, getting them to open for him.

 

“I think I can do that,” Sam groaned, Will leaning back to nip at his lips, making them redden even more.

 

Feeling Sam relax under him, Will hummed and moved lower, exploring the body that moved and pressed under him. It was rare he got to play his partners body, Ironhid often turning him mindless with his centuries of knowledge of pleasure. He was taking advantage of Sams relative newness to sex, running his hands and mouth over lean muscles and soft skin. The young man was holding onto his shoulders as he moved lower, teasing him into ignoring him as he used the lube to slick his fingers.

 

Smirking up at the wide eyed look, he stroked the slick digits over Sams twitching entrance before testing the resistance of the muscles. They gave easily under his finger, Will smirking as he played with the nerves and muscles that surrounded his finger.

 

“Play sometimes?” Will asked, watching as Sam blushed and nodded his head as Will slowly slid in a second finger. The muscles twitched and relaxed after a few moments, Sams eyes wincing ever so slightly at the stretch. Leaning down, he nibbled at the lean thigh, feeling it twitch as Sam groaned and arched upwards as the fingers started to work in and out of the grasping body.

 

“Will you move it?” Sam moaned, hips arching up as his body squeezed around the digits, watching Will close his eyes and shudder as they gently spread apart. A third finger found its way in, making him purr and arch, the burn adding something to the pleasure, before the burn was forgotten in lieu of the accidentally brush to his sweet spot, jolting him.

 

“Ah, did I find it? And I wasn’t even looking for it yet,” Will mused, his lips twitching upwards as he stroked over the spot again, getting a strangled moan. “Such a pretty sound.” Picking up the condom, he tore it open with his teeth before reaching down to slide it over himself. Sam was moaning and pressing down into the fingers, eyes opening and closing as he tried to catch his breath. Will couldn’t help but feel smug about the state that his younger lover was in, knowing that he had done that to him.

 

Pressing a kiss to Sams thigh, Will pulled his fingers free from the grasping body and used the leftovers on his covered dick. Holding the base with one hand, the other resting next to Sams head, he pressed against the others entrance before slowly pressing in and stopping when the head popped in. Sam let out a shaky breath, resting one foot against Wills shoulder, his other bent out as he reached up once more and tugged him down.

 

Moaning, they fell into the kiss as Will slid into his partner, feeling Sam shiver under him, toes curling. Pulling away from the kiss, he stroked Sams cheek, feeling the leg between them and the tightness around his length. Pulling out, he slid back in slowly, building a d steady pace of thrusting, sliding over nerves and his sweet spot, causing Sam to arch at the much more intense feeling.

 

They moved together, building their pleasure and lust between them, Sam leaking between them onto his stomach. Will reached between them and stroked his length in time with his movements, the lean body arching up as he groaned and shuddered heavily.

 

“Come on, Sam, let it go,” Will panted into one ear, sliding a rough hand over a slick thigh as he continued to pump the other in time with his hips.

 

“Will,” Sam whined, arching and shivering as he gasped, his body tightening around the driving length. Will choked at the vice around his cock and drove into the shuddering body, filing the condom with his own climax. Panting against one sweaty shoulder, he groaned as Sam settled his legs around his waist, just humming in return.

 

“Damn,” Will groaned as he slowly sat up to pull out, dropping the condom into the hidden trash can.

 

“Here, here,” Sam moaned, feeling the soreness of losing a different kind of virginity, making him shift with a sigh. “I think I need a bath.”

 

“After that? I wouldn’t doubt it,” Epps drawled from the doorway. Will and his friend watched with avid interest as Sam stared at the darkly colored man with wide eyes as he turned bright red. “If you don’t mind, I need a cold shower since Will here got to get his rocks off,” he drawled, making Sam groan and hide his face.