Somebody Save Me From Myself (Open)

John raised a brow. "Our hotel room... in London. You have short term memory loss so something?" He chuckled, kissing Ted's neck.

Ted chuckled. "No, I was just out of it," he said, taking a deep breath.

John chuckled tiredly. "I know the feeling. I can't feel my legs." He said, smiling up at Ted.

Ted smiled as the night before flashed through his head. "Good. Then I did my job."

John smiled. "Yes you did. No one's ever been able to do that before. If you want, I've always wanted to have sex all day and night long..." He trailed off thoughtfully. Non stop sex for 24 hours sounded great to him.

Ted chuckled. "You may be able to that, but I cant. And not from lack of trying," he said.

"Oh you will... trust me..." John said with an evil smirk. He loved non-stop sex.

"John, sex for 24 hours is impossible. It could kill you," Ted said.

John frowned. "Really? What about.... 10 hours?" He compromised. He really wanted non-stop sex. He wasn't a sex addict, he's just always wanted to try it.

"Dangerous, but more possible," Ted replied, smiling.

John smiled. "How about 8 hours?" He asked hopefully.

"How about this? We have sex until we cant anymore and time it. Sound good?" Ted said.

John smiled brightly. "'Kay!" He squealed and in an instant he was on top of Ted, kissing and nipping at his neck.

Ted bit his lip, closing his eyes. "O... oh, y... you meant no.. now," he managed.

"Mhmm." John hummed against Ted's lips and stroked his cock, guiding it into his entrance. "O-Oh!" John squeaked as Ted's cock filled him.

Ted groaned as Johns tight heat engulfed his cock. "Shit, Johnny," he groaned, hands resting on Johns thighs.

John moaned as he started to ride Ted fast and hard. He panted, bouncing in Ted's lap. "Oh Teddy!" He squealed in pleasure. He started to feel his climax building, and that's when he stopped, holding it back.

Ted smiled. "So soon?" he chuckled.

"Shut up!" John snapped, and rode Ted fast and hard, holding back his orgasm everytime he got too close. They fucked for... well John couldn't tell how long, the clock was keeping time for them. But they must of went for hours, John orgasming at the very least... a dozen times. They went in every position John could think of. On his knees, standing up, missionary, against the wall, everything. And they were still going. John had no energy left, running souly on his libido and nothing else.

Ted was seriously half awake. "John," he said hoarsely, his throat dry. He couldn't take anymore.

Finally, John's body gave up. His eye rolled in the back of his head as he came one last time. He collapsed next to to Ted, unable to move, but his body was shaking and trembling. He wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing...

"Johnny? Baby, you okay?" Ted said, wrapping his arms around John and pulling out.

John's lip quivered. "H...H-Hurts..." He whispered as he felt blood on his thighs. His legs hurt and he couldn't move them. His ass hurt and even his cock hurt. He bit his lip, trying to will the pain away. "N-No.... hospitals..." He managed out.

"Johnny, please. Just... just to make sure you're okay," Ted said. He was exhausted and lightheaded and his limbs felt heavy, but he knew John needed this.

"No... it's just a little blood." John whispered, his voice almost nonexistent. 'I'll... I'll go tomorrow..." He got out, his body still vibrating.