roommates, not lovers

seven

"you're an annoying little brat, always fucking with me on purpose." chris snapped, pushing the small boy down onto the bed.

"yeah, and you're an asshole who sleeps with every single person you can!" risky said, slapping chris's arm and glaring up at him.

"fucking quit!" chris shouted, grabbing rickys wrist and pinning him down, climbing on top of him.

ricky squirmed underneath chris, sighing in frustration when chris only pressed down on him more.

chris grabbed ricky's other wrist, holding them together in one hand as he tugged down ricks pants and boxers, throwing them to the other side of the bed.

"you have such a nice ass for someone who's a brat all the time." chris said, gripping rickys pale ass and upper thigh in his big hand.

chris stood up a bit to push his own pants down to his ankles, then kicked them off to the corner of rickys room before once again climbing overtop of the boy.

"you're so hot like this." chris said, pulling rickys small body closer to his own.

"like how?" ricky asked, shifting a bit in chris's arms and looking up.

"you under me, you're small and pretty."

ricky blushed, gasping as chris pushed his knees against his chest, fully exposing him.

chris spat onto his hole, grinding against him with his erect penis, listening to ricky's desperate moans.

"please, chris." ricky begged, squirming uncomfortably. he kept whining and whimpering and as much as chris liked to hear someone crying out for him, he wanted ricky to shut up and take his punishment like a good little boy rather than like the bratty bitch he usually was.

with ricky still whining, chris reached across the bed, grabbing ricky's boxers and balling them up. he quickly shoved his length into ricky, watching as he screamed out, mouth open wide. he took the opportunity and shoved the wad of cloth into ricky's mouth, making sure it was shoved in enough that he couldn't just spit it out.

chris placed one hand on rickys hip, the other over his mouth as he started to roughly thrust into the small boy beneath him. ricky reached up, grabbing onto chris's shoulders as he was fucked senseless, completely vulnerable to chris.

"you're such a slut, getting fucked by two men in two days. we both know i can make you cum better than anyone else." chris breathed through clenched teeth, moving his hand to rickys hair, and jerking his head to the side.

chris latched his mouth to rickys neck, sucking and biting at the pale flesh to leave a purple and red bruise.

"do you need to cum?" chris asked, watching as ricky nodded eagerly. "too bad, because i am first." he said as he sped up his thrusts as they became more sloppy before he stalled, spilling his warm seed in ricky.

chris pulled out, wrapping his hand around rickys length, and jerking him off for just a few moments before ricky came into his hand. chris wiped it onto the boys sheets, taking rickys underwear out of his mouth, watching as the boy caught his breath.

the taller man laid down in the messy sheets, not bothering to cover himself up.

"chris?" ricky asked, rolling over and looking up at the older man. "i don't think we should do this anymore, i'm seeing ryan and i really like him."

"no."

"no?  no what?" ricky asked, sitting up and wrapping a blanket around his thin shoulders.

"no.  i don't want you to be with him." chris said, not looking over at ricky.

"but why?  you go out with people all the time."

"i just don't want you around him. he's gross and i hate him." chris said, rolling his eyes. he wasn't a fan of sharing in general, let alone sharing someone like ricky.

"then I don't want you around anyone else." ricky argued, getting out of bed with the intention of showering.

with a sigh, chris sat up. "it doesn't work like that." he crossed his arms over his chest, looking up at ricky.

"why? that doesn't sound very fair to me." ricky said.

"then don't think about. no one said you had to tell him i fuck you." chris said and sat up.

"it's not to fair to ryan. he's been so sweet to me, i can't be off fucking someone else if i'm talking to him."

"talking, not dating. there's a difference." chris argued and stood up, gathering this clothes from the floor.

"it's not that different. my point is, i can't start off my relationship with him by being unfaithful, no good relationship starts that way, so that's why i think we should stop." ricky explained.

"if i want to fuck you then i will, you like it too. ryan doesn't need to ruin this for us. you don't even need him." chris said, walking out of rickys room.

the boy sighed, chris wasn't someone easy to reason with, he always had to have his own way, even if it wasn't in the best interest of everyone else