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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Sherlock_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Sherlock_Holmes/John_Watson
  Character:
      John_Watson, Sherlock_Holmes
  Additional Tags:
      Teenlock, Alternate_Universe_-_Teenagers, Porn, PWP, Plot_What_Plot/Porn
      Without_Plot
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-02-19 Chapters: 1/3 Words: 2164
****** Friendship, blurred ******
by idso
Notes
     Just a bit of slash really. enjoy!
Ever since they were 10 they had been mates, ever since John’s dad had started
working in Mr. Holmes’ office, Sherlock had met John at a business dinner at
Holmes Manor where they had to bring their husbands, wives and kids. Sherlock
had been seated next to John as the only kid his own age.
They had hit it off instantly and had every since had their play dates and
sleepovers. Mrs. Holmes had been thrilled that Sherlock had a playmate so John
had always been very welcome at Holmes Manor.
Six years later they were still best mates, they still had their play dates,
well now the Lego had been substituted with homework and the sleepover movies
had gone from Cartoons to gory thrillers. When they were at John’s Sherlock had
slept on the camp bed and John in his own, when they were at Sherlock’s house
they had shared Sherlock immense double bed, as everything in the Holmes house
was grand so was everything about Sherlock’s bedroom, a huge four poster bed, a
42 inch telly and a Bang and Olufsen stereo system, one of those who had cost
more than Johns entire house. It had never been a problem sharing the bed, they
were mates nothing awkward about that, until now…
They were at Sherlock’s today; his parents had gone to Somerset for the
weekend. They had been lying on the bed reading magazines on forensic science
(it was a shared passion of theirs) when John had laughed and said,
“Sherlock don’t you think it’s a bit weird that we are reading stuff like this
at the age of 16, it isn’t very normal is it? Shouldn’t we be looking at cheesy
porn magazines or talking about which girls at school we’d like to shag?”
Sherlock looked up from his magazine and gave John an awkward gaze
“Err, would you rather be looking at porn or discussing girls?”
“No, not really it just struck me how very odd it was”
“Well, talking about girls wouldn’t really work for me though” Sherlock said
turning the page of the magazine.
“Right… wait what?” John put down his magazine and glared at Sherlock
“I don’t fancy girls John, do you have a problem with that?” Sherlock turned
another page, not looking at John.
“No, not at all Sherlock, just caught me by surprise that’s all, do you want to
talk about boys then? Anyone you faaaaaancy” John made a silly face at Sherlock
and nudged him.
“Well, sort of, but he doesn’t want me besides I don’t what to ruin it”
Sherlock said in a would-be calm voice and looked up at John. John met
Sherlock’s gaze and smiled at him
“Ruin what Lock?” Sherlock sighed deeply
“Never mind John”
“No tell me, you are my best mate, you can tell me anything, you know that”
“Please John, just forget about it” Sherlock said in an angry voice, reopened
the magazine and kept his gaze on it
“Ah come on mate, now you’ve made me all curious” John put his hand on
Sherlock’s shoulder, Sherlock flinched at John’s touch and John gave Sherlock a
sadden look.
“Hey what the hell Lock?”
“I don’t fucking want to ruin THIS” Sherlock gestured between him and John,
Sherlock stood up and turned his back on John, his head bowed his hands cupping
it.
“Oh, right” John bit his lip and waited a minute before standing up next to
Sherlock; he placed his hand on Sherlock’s shoulder.
“Sherlock look, it doesn’t matter, really! I wanted to tell you that… that I’ve
been having some thoughts about, well about what kind of stuff I like too”
Sherlock turned and looked at John
“And at what conclusion did you arrive at John” John looked at Sherlock’s eyes
and saw they were slightly red and a single tear trickled down his sharp
cheekbone. John raised a hand cupped Sherlock’s face and wiped the tear away
with his thumb.
“That the stuff I like is very tall, dark, handsome, clever, has sociopathic
tendencies and is my best mate” John cocked his head and smiled at Sherlock
“R… rea….really?” Sherlock croaked and smiled nervously.
“Yeah” John smiled, he tried to close the distance between then but the height
difference made it slightly difficult.
“Err need a little help here Sherlock” Sherlock chuckled in his baritone and
bent down, John hesitated slightly but gently pressed his lips against his best
mates, he raised his hands and cupped Sherlock’s face, Sherlock’s hands pressed
down on the smalls of John’s back. Sherlock kissed John back and deepened the
kiss. They stopped for breath and looked at each other,
“Wow, Sherlock, that was just… wow...” John traced his own lips with his index
finger and smiled. Sherlock stepped back to the bed and sat down, gesturing
John to join him. John raised an eyebrow at him
“John really, I don’t intend to rape you within the first fifteen minutes of
declaring my attraction to you, I just thought we’d be more comfortable sitting
down than standing up” John giggled and joined Sherlock on the bed. John looked
down and blushed then looked back up at Sherlock.
John crushed his lips onto Sherlock’s and started a more rough kiss, he opened
his mouth and poked his tongue nervously forward licking Sherlock’s bottom lip,
Sherlock opened his mouth and let John’s wet velvet muscle in, he reveled in
the taste of him of; tea, crisps and something musky.
The kiss was unpracticed and sloppy, but the damned nicest thing John had ever
experienced. Without breaking the kiss, Sherlock pushed John down on the bed
and crawled up over him, resting on his arms and knees. John’s arms came up to
caress the bony sides of his best mate, he untucked Sherlock’s shirt and
searched for skin.
The instant that John’s hands made contact with the bare skin of those bony
hips; Sherlock made a soft moaning sound from the back of his throat. This made
John let out a small moan and he felt his trousers tighten, John could feel his
mind beginning to go a bit fuzzy due to the lack of air so he reluctantly broke
the kiss.
“Something the matter John?” Sherlock looked down at John in bewilderment; lips
red and swollen, eyes glassy and wide.
“Not at all Lock, just needed air, all my blood seemed to have gone southwards”
John scratched his hair nervously, Sherlock just chuckled and pressed his groin
against John’s and John hissed slightly at the friction.
“It seems as though mine had too” Sherlock cocked his eyebrow and smirked.
“Sherlock…” John couldn’t say another word for his mouth had gone completely
dry. Sherlock bent his head down
“John…” Sherlock whispered in John’s ear and planted a soft kiss just beneath
it, he started to trail kisses down John’s neck and John’s hands had found
their way into Sherlock’s hair.
“Sherlock I…”
“Yes John” Sherlock sat back on his legs and John sat up too.
“Sherlock I’ve never, been with anyone” John blushed deeply “but, oh god
Sherlock I’ve never felt so fucking horny in my life as I do now” John laughed
and Sherlock joined in.
“Me neither John” Sherlock said softly,
“To which?” John asked, Sherlock bent forward and kissed John
“To both” Sherlock’s eyes had gone from their icy grey to completely black “My
parents will not be home until Sunday, Mycroft is at Eton and the servants all
have the weekend off” Sherlock ran a finger over the staining bulge of John’s
trousers.
“Don’t you think it is a bit too fast Sherlock?” John bit his lip
“We have known each other for six years; I have been in love with you for two
of them I have wanted this for an awfully long time so no, I do not think it is
too fast” Sherlock kissed down John’s jaw line.
“Two years? God Sherlock you have been good at keeping that hidden” John moaned
slightly at the kisses.
“Yeah well, needs must, now do you want any help with that” Sherlock cupped
John’s cock through his trousers.
“Fuck yeah” John cried out and he felt Sherlock smile on his neck. John stared
to unbutton Sherlock’s impossibly tight shirt while Sherlock was trying to
remove John’s now unbelievably tight trousers. As the final button sprang open
on Sherlock’s shirt John ran both hands over the smooth ivory skin, a small
train of dark hair sprang from the marble like chest and continued downwards.
John ran his hand over Sherlock’s nipples and the dark haired boy hissed
slightly at the touch, John stepped out of the bed and onto the floor, he
removed his own t-shirt and shimmied out of his already unbuttoned jeans, he
removed his socks too for good measure. He stood in nothing but his red pants
and his straining erection, Sherlock stepped forwards and followed suit until
he was in nothing but his black briefs and likewise impressive erection.
“God you are so beautiful Lock” John stepped forward and kissed Sherlock, while
running his hands all over Sherlock’s back.
“Now I ask you Sherlock Holmes, will you be so good as to take my virginity?”
John laughed out and Sherlock followed
“John Hamish Watson, it will be my pleasure if you will take mine in return”
Sherlock pushed John onto the bed
“Oh quite the romantics aren’t we” John giggled but his giggled were quickly
substituted with moans as Sherlock started trailing kisses up John’s leg, up
his thigh, further onto his stomach, over his nipples, Sherlock looked up at
John who was arching up, desperate for more friction, Sherlock smirked and
poked out his tongue trailing it down towards the edge of John’s red bulging
pants where there already was a darken spot.
“Sherlock please” John begged and grabbed two fistfuls of sheet. Sherlock
hooked his fingers inside the pants and dragged them slowly downwards; John
arched up to make the slide easier. As John’s cock sprang free, he looked down
at Sherlock who was eyeing it with utmost pleasure. Sherlock licked up the
shaft and lapped at the glowing red head, John’s nails were digging into
Sherlock’s scalp but Sherlock just moaned at the slight pain.
“What would you like me to do John?” Sherlock said against John’s achingly hard
cock
“Anything, everything S’lock” John panted and his hips made an involuntary
thrust, almost poking Sherlock in the eye. Sherlock took this as an invitation,
he kissed the head of John’s raging erection and then gulfed down the whole
length.
“Oh fuck” John cried out, Sherlock hummed against his mouthful of cock, it
didn’t take long before John starting to feel the coil of his oncoming orgasm
rise in his belly.
“Sherlock I think I… I’m about to come” John tried to push Sherlock away but
Sherlock hung on to John’s cock for dear life as he sucked and swallowed
slightly, ignoring his gag reflex.
“Oh fuck, Sherlock…. S’lock… I’m… I’m gonna… fuck FUUUUUUUUCK” John cried out
as he came down his best friend’s throat, Sherlock kept on sucking as John rode
out the last spasms of his orgasm.
He flopped down besides John and kissed his neck.
“Oh fucking hell Sherlock that was just fucking amazing” John panted
“Oh I aim to please” Sherlock laughed against John’s flushed skin, John turned
his head and kissed Sherlock hard, he could taste his own release mingled with
the taste of Sherlock, John continued his kisses downwards.
“John you don’t have to… if you don’t want to” Sherlock said nervously
“I know, but I want to Sherlock, I want to taste you, to feel that magnificent
cock against my tongue and I want to make you come as hard as I did” John was
now face to face with Sherlock’s long ivory member. He lapped and licked, like
Sherlock had at him, gently kissing the shaft and sucking on one of Sherlock’s
balls. Sherlock’s moans grew increasingly louder and John swallowed him down
completely, tasting the bitterness of the precome. John tried to mimic what
Sherlock had done to him and it didn’t take long for Sherlock to come.
“John, JOHN, JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHN” John was slightly surprised by the
force of Sherlock’s ejaculation in his mouth but he swallowed the sticky liquid
with pleasure. John crawled up next to his dark haired mate and snuggled up
against him.
“Oh John, that was, my mind is completely blank, how the hell did you manage to
shut it up?” Sherlock panted and threw his arms around John.
“Oh because I am the greatest shag in existence?” John laughed and kissed
Sherlock deeply and meaningfully. After a good hour of snogging each other
senseless John started to yawn
“I don’t know about you but I am so ready to sleep” John was lying with his
face on Sherlock’s chest. Sherlock smiled and reached for the duvet.
“Goodnight John” Sherlock kissed John’s head.
“Nigh S’Lock” John said sleepily.
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