So have some kinky food smut with a large helping of crack. XD Oh and FYI, the popsicle in question is his one.
Jason looks over at Dick and raises his eyebrow. “You can’t possibly be serious Goldie.” His tone is thick with horrified amusement, his eyes trained on the plastic bag in Dick’s hand.
Dick just laughs with bubbly amusement. “Actually I’m deadly serious. And don’t worry, I may have actually done this before.” He replies, rubbing nervously at the back of his neck with his free hand, his cheeks tainting slightly with a blush.
Jason looks at Dick incredulously, taking a step back from the man. “What?! With who?” He demands, his curiousity getting the better of him, however morbidly so.
Dick smirks. “Do you really want to know?” He simpers with an annoying lilt to his voice as he advances on Jason. The younger man growls in distaste. Dick leans in and whispers the answer in Jason’s ear.
Jason’s eyes widen comically. “Really?” His tone is edged with surprise. “Always knew he was a kinky bastard.” He remarks before he grabs Dick by the waist and chucks him onto the bed.
Dick grunts and laughs. “Impatient huh?” He licks his lips, his eyes lowering seductively. “Probably for the best though, the ice cream might melt.” Dick comments idly.
Jason glowers, narrowing his eyes menacingly. “Yeah, yeah shut-up.” He mutters before he’s tugging off Dick’s pants, throwing them any which way. “Going commando I see.” Jason smirks appreciatively at the discovery.
Dick grins and thrusts his hips for emphasis. “Well, why bother if I’m just going to take them off?” Dick asks, having divested of his shirt previously, before he had even entered the bedroom. “Besides, stores only say, no shirt, no shoes, no pants, no service. Nothing about underwear.” A wicked smile flits across Dick’s features as his hands curl into the waistband of Jason’s pants.
“Didn’t take you for the logical type.” Jason teases as he watches Dick lower his pants. “Get a move on already, or I’m gonna change my mi-” However he’s cut off from the rest of his sentence with a warm hand wrapped around his cock.
Dick chuckles knowingly as he sits up. One hand remains firmly wrapped around Jason as he reaches for the bag of frozen desserts. His expression remains lighthearted even as Jason’s eyes have narrowed dangerously.
Jason grunts. “Hurry the fuck up Dickie-bird.” He spits out with agitation. He’s about to pull away before he feels something freezing cold drip onto his length. He lets out a hiss and is about to lay into Dick when suddenly there’s heat.
Dick’s eyes darken as he watches Jason’s expression shift from pissed off to ‘fuck yes’. He grins around the member in his mouth, pulling off with an obscene pop. With a flourish he splatters more ice cream along Jason’s shaft, watching the man above him grit his teeth. He returns with mouth once more.
The hot and cold is reaking havoc on Jason’s senses. He isn’t sure if wants to hiss or groan. Dick’s tongue swirling every which way isn’t helping matters either. He decides to just go with it and a broad scarred hand reaches out to grip tightly into Dick’s hair.
Dick pulls off, having made Jason sufficiently hard. He smacks his lips and leans back on the bed. “I believe it’s your turn.” Dick grins and his eyes dart over to the bag of their frozen goods.
Jason clicks his tongue, his eyes darkening. He reaches for the bag and then grins. “All right, close your eyes.” He orders and he watches as Dick raises an eyebrow before he does as told. Jason peels off the wrapper, then promptly lets the treat in his hand drip onto Dick. The other man shivers and jolts with each cold drop onto his skin.
Dick groans, his own impatience starting to show. Jason’s torturing him, just letting him feel the coldness of the ice cream. “Jason.” He tries and there’s a low chuckle from above him. But then finally there’s a wet tongue exploring his body, and sharp teeth grazing over his flesh. There are large hands wandering along his torso, slowly working their way lower. One hand settles on his hip while the other grazes over his erection, over his balls, then a retreat. That’s when he lets out a yelp as something extremely cold nudges at his hole.
Jason smirks. “What’s a matter Dickie?” The man in question snaps open his eyes, shooting daggers. “Thought you did this before?” Jason leers as he nudges the treat further, circling Dick’s entrance. “Have to get you prepared some way.” He quips.
Dick holds himself up and his eyes narrow before he realises just what Jason is inserting inside of him. “You didn’t even eat the jelly.” Dick chides but he’s cut off as the frozen pop is pushed in further. His eyes flutter momentarily as he lets out a low moan.
Jason licks his lips and begins to thrust the popcicle inside of Dick, slowly stretching the man out. His satisfaction rising as Dick begins to writhe and buck his hips on the bed. More moans fill the room. Soon Jason can’t take it anymore. He pulls the melted popsicle out, not caring where it lands. He lines himself up, bending Dick in half as his cock works its way inside of Dick. There’s still a lingering chill that makes Jason shudder and groan.
Dick’s moans get louder and more frequent the more Jason thrusts his hips. He’s sure to clench around Jason’s cock and to work his own hips. His arms reach out and wrap around Jason’s neck. “Yes! There!”
Jason pushes harder into Dick, pinning him to the bed. His pace is frantic and unrelenting. His own grunts and groans soon join with Dick’s pleasured chorus. It doesn’t take long for them to reach their climax. Their semen joining the stickiness of the ice cream.
Dick sighs in contentment as Jason flops down next to him however he lands on the bag of treats, his nose wrinkling in annoyance. He pulls the bag out from beneath him. Jason chances a glance at Dick who’s eyes are closed and grins to himself. He pluck out an ice cream sandwich, ripping off the wrapper.
Jason promptly smashes the frozen dessert into Dick’s face, laughing all the while.