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ultraintrovertedgryffindor · 2 years

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Hole In One - Bobby Jones

I have brain rot. Why Didn't They Ask Evans? was amazing, Will did a fantastic job as Bobby and a fantastic job at making me horny

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), public sex, oral (f!receiving), creampie, and major fluff

2.4K Words🤙🏻

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Walking along the steep cliffs and hills of your local golf course, you held in a deep annoyed sigh as you attempted to keep up with your boyfriend and long time best friend, Bobby, as he walked ahead of you with much more energy than you had. He had somehow convinced you that golfing would be a good date, even though you didn’t care much for the sport and you weren’t the best at it.

“Come on, love, we’re almost there!” Bobby called out.

You rolled your eyes, why a golf course was at the top of a cliff, you’d never understand; having to walk to get to each of the holes was strenuous enough. “We couldn’t have, I don’t know, gone to the cinema or something that didn’t require working out? Dracula’s Daughter just came out, I think.”

“Sitting inside of a dark theater for an hour, when it’s such a beautiful day? And you know I don’t fancy horror films, it makes me sweat.”

“Well, I’m about to start sweating walking up this godforsaken hill.” You snarked, a light blush coming to your face as Bobby gave you a playful warning glare at your attitude. This definitely wasn’t that kind of date, but it was hard to ignore the sudden throbbing at the apex of your thighs; and the polo shirt that hugged Bobby’s torso perfectly, showing off his muscular build, wasn’t exactly alleviating the problem. “Why couldn’t you have a passion for a different sport, like football? I can play football better than golf. I’d rather kick a ball with my feet than hit one with a heavy club.”

Bobby cackled. “I can’t imagine you playing football.”

“My dad was fond of it, taught me everything he knows. Put me in a pair of trousers and I’ll be able to best any man.”

“You do that enough already.” He smirked handsomely, giving you a chaste kiss on your temple. If he kept doing stuff like that you might just have to take him right on the golf field. Seeing his muscles flex as he swung his golf club, god, you could feel yourself soaking your undergarments. You flinched when he snapped his fingers in front of your face to snap you out of your trance, his amused face causing you to scowl slightly. “Enjoying the view, darling?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” You huffed, trying to come off more teasing but it was clear you were too flustered to do anything much less flirt.

“It’s your turn. Hey, if you ever make a hole in one swing, I might just let you best me at football.” He whispered in your ear as he handed you your club, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

You scoffed. “Let me? You couldn’t beat me even if you tried.” You snatched the club out of his hands a little too harshly, smirking when Bobby gave you a surprised but amused expression.

It seemed easy enough, just swing and hit the ball. Couldn’t be that hard, right? Well, you were quickly disproven by how much the ball went in the wrong direction you wanted it to go. Instead of going straight like you wanted, it swayed to the left. You hoped it was just the wind. You would just have to try again. You huffed as you swung your club and completely missed the ball, only managing to violently remove a clump of grass and dirt. You bit your lip when you heard Bobby snickering behind your back, definitely watching you fail at such a simple game with an amused grin on his stupidly handsome face. “This is impossible. How do you make it look so easy?” You whined, lightly stomping your foot like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum.

"Here," Bobby sighed, walking over to you, "let me help you."

Situating himself behind you, you tried not to shiver as his hands slowly traveled down your arms until they positioned themselves to cover your own, grasping gently. You could feel goosebumps rise all over your body as you felt his steady breathing on your neck, looking over your shoulder with ease. "Now, you'll need to pivot your right foot as you swing, like this-" He pushed your right heel out with his own foot, guiding your arms and body to twist with him as he made you swing the club. "It's simple really, just takes technique and practice." And he pulled away all too soon, his warmth leaving your back as he took a few steps back and motioned for you to try it without his help.

After having him so close to you, you were surprised you were even standing straight. How were you supposed to focus now? The feeling of his pelvis brushed up against your ass still echoed in your mind and you found yourself wanting to feel that again, and even more. Though you tried your best and swung, the club connected with the ball but your swing was too weak, the white urethane rolling down the grassy hill. “Well, that was a…start.” Bobby chuckled.

“Oh, shut it, Jones.” You quipped, quickly making your way down the hill to find your ball, not looking back just to see his mocking smile. “I don’t think I’ll be getting you to play football any time soon, at the rate I’m going.”

“Ah, it’s okay. It’s practically impossible to make a hole in one at the course, what with the steep hills and such. Maybe I should’ve started you in the beginner’s course.”

You scowled once more. “Isn’t that for children?”

“Yeah.” He smiled.

After finding the ball, you dreaded making a fool of yourself more than you already had, so you decided to do what you do best: flustering your boyfriend. “Can you guide me one more time? Just so I don’t accidentally hit the ball into the ocean.” You chuckled, hiding a mischievous smirk as he took the bait. Always such a gentleman. You took a deep breath as he moved to stand right behind you and resumed the same position he had you in previously, your heart pounding, hoping that he won’t reject your advances.

You heard Bobby inhale sharply as you wiggled your hips against his pelvis, his grip on your hands tightening. “What do you think you’re doing, darling?” He asked darkly, the tone in his voice that dropped a couple octaves went straight to your core. You said nothing as you responded to his question with another wiggle of your hips, pushing back harder against him. “And here I thought you genuinely wanted me to help you.” He grunted.

“Who says I don’t?” You replied seductively, straightening your spine and turning your head to whisper in his ear. “I just want you to help me in a different way.” You gently bit his earlobe, Bobby’s heavy sigh fanning against your shoulder.

“You know we’re in public, right?”

“Yes, and?”

“You want to risk someone seeing me making love to you?” You gasped when Bobby gripped onto your waist tightly, suddenly turning you around in his hold. “You’d like that, though, wouldn’t you? You want someone to see how cock drunk I make you? Is that it, darling?” You could already feel his erection pressing up against your leg, the knowledge that you could make him so hungry for you so easily made you feel lightheaded, your knees threatening to buckle.

“Yes.” You managed to whisper out breathlessly.

You gasped as Bobby suddenly connected his lips with yours, stealing the breath from your lungs from the feeling of his urgency, how desperate he was to feel all of you and you were just as needy. His hands roamed your body, squeezing your ass through your skirt, gingerly lifting up the fabric to cup your sex roughly, eliciting a satisfied groan from you. “Oh, darling, if you wanted me this badly you could’ve just said so.” He teased, moving your underwear to the side and running his fingers through your slippery folds, biting his lip at the feeling. “I want to taste you.” He spoke quickly before falling to his knees, his head hiding beneath your skirt.

Finally feeling his mouth connect to your cunt, you had to cover your mouth with one hand to keep yourself from moaning loudly, a moan that would surely echo throughout the cliffs and hills. Bobby kept a firm hand behind your back as he lifted your leg onto his shoulder to get a better angle, making sure you don’t fall over. You squeezed and grabbed at your breasts through your blouse as he lapped at your clit, sucking occasionally and making your eyes roll to the back of your head at the pleasure he was so expertly giving you. “I want you inside me.” You whispered, giggling as his head came out of your skirt, the evidence of your arousal making his lips shine.

You kneeled down to push Bobby on his back, straddling his legs as you undid the buckle of his trousers, pulling them off just enough for his cock to escape their confines. You smirked as Bobby’s eyes glossed over at the sight of you situating yourself over him, rubbing the head of his cock through your folds, grinding your clit on him briefly before finally sinking down on him slowly.

Bobby let out a deep groan as you guided his cock into your pussy, your velvety walls contracting at the intrusion, your slick and his saliva barely being enough to help force in the monstrosity that was his cock. “Fuck-!” You whined as he finally bottomed out, taking deep breaths to try to relax to help your cunt take him better, slowly grinding your hips down on him as he leaned up to kiss your neck. “Ah, fuck, you’re so big.” You giggled, your brows furrowing as the stretch turned pleasurable.

“You feel so amazing, darling.” Bobby moaned, keeping a firm grip on your hips as he laid back against the grass, breathing rapidly as you started to bounce yourself on his dick. You unbuttoned your blouse and pushed your tits out of your bra, the slight breeze making them harden as they came in contact with the air, making you let out a sharp exhale as Bobby leaned up to pinch one with one hand while he licked and sucked on the other.

You couldn’t keep your moans quiet as Bobby’s cock hit all the right places inside you, shocks of pleasure resonating throughout your core and a blush coming to your cheeks as the wind did nothing to hide the sounds that came from your cunt from said pleasure. “Oh, god.” You choked out, a squeal escaping your lips as Bobby took initiative and started to drill into you, both hands having a bruising hold on your hips as his expression contorted into one of focus. All you could do was hold on for the ride, gripping onto his shirt as the intense pleasure kept building and building until you couldn’t even form a single thought in your brain.

The tipping point came when Bobby suddenly rolled you over onto your back, switching places and allowing him to pound into you even harder. “Bobby, fuck-!” You almost screamed, your nails digging into his forearms that were still holding onto your waist. Your brain felt like putty at this point, your orgasm starting to burn through your core, lasting longer than you thought it would. You didn’t even have the energy to be embarrassed about how much your pussy was dripping, splashing as Bobby’s dick gave you no mercy, feeling the droplets of your own cum splattering on your skin as well as his.

“So good for me, such a good girl.” You could faintly hear Bobby whisper, the praise going straight to your core even after having such an intense orgasm. His thrusts soon become sloppy and erratic, chasing his own high, using you like a lifeless ragdoll, you certainly felt like one. “Oh heavens, baby, I’m gonna come.” He groaned, his eyebrows furrowing and a small droplet of sweat rolling down his neck.

“Ah-!” Bobby grunted, then letting out a breathy moan as his thrusting stilled, a whine of your own escaping your lips as you felt him fill you up with his warm cum. “Oh, Christ.” He exhaled, pulling out and rolling over to lay beside you limply.

You squinted as the sun came out from behind the clouds, a rarity in Wales, and lifted your hand to the sky to try and block the light from your eyes. You chuckled softly as Bobby reached up to grab ahold of your hand, interlocking your fingers. He leaned over and used his head to block out the sun, allowing you a perfect view of his flushed face, pushing your hand back down to the ground and planting a soft kiss on your lips.

You looked at Bobby lovingly as he delicately buttoned up your blouse, placing light kisses on your torso before each button. After pulling his trousers back up, he reached down and helped you on your feet, helping you straighten out your skirt and brushing off any grass that might’ve stuck to it. You gave him one more kiss before smoothing down his hair, his giddy smile making your already wobbly knees threaten to buckle yet again. The love you felt for the man was so all-encompassing you felt your heart was going to burst.

“Maybe we should get out of here before someone finds us out.” Bobby snickered.

“Aw, I didn’t mean to cut the date short.” You smiled regretfully.

“Oh, trust me, you didn’t.” He smirked, taking your hand in his as you both started to walk back to your car together. “It was exciting. If we ever play football for one of our next dates, maybe we could do this again?”

You laughed. “Wow. One new experience and you’re already addicted, huh? Such a delinquent.”

“Hey, don’t pin this on me! You’re the one who tempted me in this first place, not that I’m complaining.” You squealed as he pinched your side teasingly, his grip on your hand not allowing you to recoil against his touch.

“Okay, okay!” You giggled. “Fine. I’m the delinquent. I accept that. But if we do end up playing football, I may not have a choice but to pounce on you if you end up looking as good as you do playing golf.”

“Well, that’s a risk I’ll be willing to take.”

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Bobby is a power bottom, my opinion cannot be swayed.

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