Life Imitates Porn

He moaned softly, running his hands over Greg's chest.

"Mmm, come on--harder, faster. I can handle it."

"O-okay," he replied, complying with his instructions. It had been quite some time since he'd been intimate, and he could tell his face was bright red. He wasn't yet used to the situation.

He began undoing Greg's overalls.

"Hey, can I try something?" he asked mischievously, grinning.

Greg frowned.

"Wh...what is it?"

He pulled him close and kissed him passionately on the lips, his fingers toying with his braid.

Greg moaned without thinking, but he stiffened at the touching of his hair. He tried to gently coerce Basil to let it go.

Basil did, opting to caress his face instead.

"What do you think?" he breathed. "Is it okay?"

"As long...as you, uhm...don't touch my hair," he replied, flustered.

"Can I touch something else?" he asked, reaching into his unbuttoned overalls.

He turned very red.

"I...suppose," he mumbled.

Basil eagerly reached into his underwear and started to jerk him off, lovingly caressing every inch he could reach.

Greg squirmed.

"N-n..." he mumbled, struggling against Basil's touch. He had completely forgotten about touching Basil back.

Basil slowly pulled down the overalls with his free hand.

"I have a bed, you know," he teased. "It might be more comfy than the kitchen floor."

Greg nodded meekly. "...okay."

Basil gracefully pulled up his panties and led Greg back to his bedroom, where he took off his heels and lounged on the bed.

"Come and get me," he purred, beckoning him with a finger.

Greg flexed his mechanical arm briefly, making sure it was running properly.

"I'm sorry if it's...cold."

"I don't mind," he replied, "I'm so hot and bothered already. You really are an attractive man, Mister Greg."

"M-Mister?" he replied. "Why Mister?"

He moved to Basil, attempting to kiss him rather shyly.

He giggled as he kissed him back.

"Well, you've ignored my advances for so long, I don't really know what to call you. Is that too formal? Do you like Greg? I can do Greg." He ran his long nails over Greg's back, pulling him close.

"I'm...just Greg," he replied awkwardly.

"Then Greg, I want you to ravish me. Does that sound better?" He ran his hands over Greg's chest, trailing tem lower and lower.

"...yes," he replied meekly. "I...yes, that would...please."

"Are you into anal?" he asked, touching the area right above his hips. "We can try something else if you aren't, but I'd be lying if I said I haven't fantasized about having you inside me." He laughed.

He felt his face turn red again.

"I haven't...tried," he admitted quietly.

"Do you want to?" he asked excitedly, his face lighting up.