A Match Made in Hell

6

"Let's go to my room, yeah?"

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He pulls me toward himself by the collar and kisses me aggressively. I push my tongue into his mouth and explore it, not leaving a single spot untouched.

He groans into the kiss and tugs at my jeans. "Take these off," he demands. How can I say no to that face? I obey and unbutton my jeans, he watches as i take them off and struggles to take off his own. I unbutton his jeans for him and slide them down his thighs to his legs and take them off.

He pulls me closer to him by my tie and takes it off. I copy that action and do the same. His hands reach out for my button up as he takes it off and stares at my torso, laying a hand on my chest.

I take his shirt off and the two of us are left in our boxers, making out with his fingers tangled in my hair and my hands around his neck.

Moans and whimpers from the both of us fill the suffocating atmosphere around us. I can feel his cock getting harder on mine. My mouth travels down from his lips to his jaw, then slowly from him jaw to his neck. He throws his head back, giving me more access to his neck.

He gasps as I nip at the exposed skin on his neck, biting and sucking on it until I see purple marks on his pale skin.

I pick him up and throw him onto the bed, immediately getting on top of him.

I pull at the waistband of his boxers, looking down into his eyes for permission, "can I?"

He nods quickly. "Yes. Please."

I take his boxers off and touched his tip gently. "oh my god." He gasps, covering his face with his hands in embarrassment.

"Are you sure you want this?" I whisper into his ear, flicking his earlobe with my tongue.

"I do, yeah." He moaned, his hands gripping my shoulders. "But please, fuck, be gentle."

I nodded my head slowly, careful with stroking him, going slow so I don't make him uncomfortable. He grunts, hands running down his face.

I tease him by letting go for a few seconds, then going back to sucking on his neck.

"Do you need preparation?" I ask.

"yeah, probably."

I bring three fingers to his mouth and he sucks on them. I bring one to his hole and push it inside of him.

"Oh, god." He moans loudly. I move my finger inside of him and add another one, Scissoring my fingers inside him which makes him whimper.

I stare at the boy in awe as I added another finger into him, making him yelp in pain. "Please— fuck!" He moans oh so loudly.

I take my boxers off as he watches me while touching his own cock. He stares at me dick and moans, touching himself harder. "Can you take it?" I whisper to him gently.

"Yes, yes I Promise I can take all of it, please just shut your face and give it to me." He complains. "Also, for the love of god, I would appreciate if you stopped talking."

Yes, sir. You got it.

I push the tip of my cock inside of him without any warning. He screams my name as I pull his hair and suck on his neck roughly.

I push more of my length into him. I watch his back arch as he moans my name and begs for more. His face is red and sweaty, glowing in the light. The tears in his eyes roll down his cheeks.

"More." He demands. I obey, how can I disobey him?

"Fuck, I need you." he moans as I push my cock inside him and wait for him to adjust. He pants in exhaustion but still begs for more. He screams and chants and moans my name.