BoyxBoy smut

179 ~Hatefuck ||Chris MotionlessxSpencer CharnasxRicky Olson ~

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No POV

Chris wasn't guilty of anything, well, anything apart from sinking low enough to sleep with Spencer fucking Charnas. He knew he shouldn't, especially since the argument but the way Spencer pinned him against the wall with a hand wrapped around his throat felt too good to deny.

"You want to say that comment again?" Spencer growled. "You're a little bitch," Chris spoke.

Spencer growled, squeezing his hand tighter. "On your knees, whore."

"Make me." Chris challenged pushing Spencer away. "Unless you're not man enough. If that's the case I'll go to Ricky."

Spencer grabbed the goths hair, pushing him to the floor, his free hand unbuckling his jeans.

"You need to learn some respect, bitch," Spencer growled as he pulled his hard cock out slapping it against Chris' cheeks.

Chris held his mouth shut, wanting to push Spencer to the point of no return. Spencer chuckled devilishly as he pinched Chris' nose forcing the boy to breath through his mouth. Chris knew what game Spencer was playing as he bit down on the boy's balls.

Spencer couldn't help but hiss in pain. "You little bitch!" Spencer growled. Chris smirked, biting down harder. Spencer pushed Chris away. "You will be punished for that."

Chris rolled his eyes as he got up, pushing Spencer away. "Oh, please, if I wanted a punishment I'd go to Ricky. He knows how to treat me."

Spencer grabbed Chris by his throat leading him toward the bedroom. Chris teased further as he tried running into Ricky's room, but Spencer's hand remained firm on his neck.

"Wrong room, baby. Ricky's not here anyways."

"Oh dear, guess I can't get good dick now."

Spencer rolled his eyes as he shoved Chris into his room. "You don't know half the things I'm about to do to you."

"You'll have to make me submit, bitch." Chris challenged, as he climbed on all fours in the bed, jiggling his ass.

Spencer smirked as he grabbed some ropes. Chris didn't know what he was in store for as Spencer tied his wrists to the headboard.

"Do you trust me, Chris?" Spencer asked.

"You know I do."

Spencer smiled as he walked into the bathroom. His cock couldn't help but twitch as the image of Chris' naked body replayed over and over in his head.

Spencer grabbed a few items before returning to the bedroom. "What are you planning?" Chris asked.

"Oh you'll soon find out." Was all he replied, laying a candle, lighter and bottle of water on the side table. Spencer climbed on the goths lap, leaning down so their foreheads were touching. "You sure you trust me?"

"I trust you. I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

Spencer smiled, leaning down for a quick kiss before pulling his clothes off, throwing then to the side. Spencer grabbed a thin piece of cloth placing it over Chris' face. "If you want me to stop jerk at the rope." Chris nodded, taking a deep breathe.

Spencer grabbed the bottle of water unscrewing the cap. He didn't care that his body was about to be soak. He tipped it upside down, Chris instantly gurgling.

Spencer's cock couldn't help but twitch as Chris' body jerked. "So pretty, baby. Ricky ever do this with you?"

Chris was in no state to reply as he balled his hands into fist. Spencer pulled back, removing the cloth, checking Chris over.