♡Strange Neighbors To Strange Lovers♡

Chapter 12: Even if the gods are crazy

I'm putting smut in here again because I know some of you bitches is thirsty *cough* y*cough* also tw for religious trauma and shitty writing.

                             Travis POV
I stared in horror as Henry walked in. How did he get in?? It was locked! I look at his hand which held a key. He backed out slowly and locked the door again. I center my attention to Sal, who was embarrassed and blushing like crazy. Something about him blushing and being a mess was driving me insane. I haven't ever had sex with anyone before, and I didn't want him knowing that. I sat up, repositioning him onto my lap. His expression changed into a smirk, and our lips clashed together once more. His tongue controlled mine, without even thinking I moaned into his mouth. His hands unbuttoned my boxers and he ran his fingers over my tip,  causing me to gasp.

                               Sals POV
I couldn't help but smile at his gasps and sputters. It was adorable how much I could control him. I wanted to see how easy it was to put him into submission.

"On your knees." "W-what?" "On your knees travvy." My voice stayed stern, to hide the excitement of him touching me.i moved off his lap and he put himself on the floor, sitting over his knees. His dick (IM TRYING NOT TO PUT BIG WILLY BUT THE URGES ARE SO STRONG)was hard and leaking slightly. I could tell he was enjoying this. I lifted his face towards me and smiled. I knew how much he wanted this without him even saying it. His hands traveled their way to my boxers, taking out my cock.

"You're already h-hard?" I stroked his chin as I spoke. "Travvy you ain't gotta do nothin to get me goin'." I don't even know why I feel so in love, but I do. "S-Sal what do you want me to do?" "Whatever you want baby, whatever you want." I could see the panic in his eyes. He's a Virgin definitely. I gripped his hair and pushed his head to my cock a little bit. "How about you suck me off like a good boy? Hmm? Would you like that travvy?" His face flushed and his breath sped up. He took the tip in his mouth and locked gently. I could tell he's unexperienced but that didn't matter. I groaned at the feeling, which made him shiver with excitement. He began sucking more, making his way down my length. I'm a bit longer than average, around seven inches, so I understand why it's a bit harder for him. I gave his hair some sharp tugs, which made him whine in response. It sent vibrations through me, making me moan a little higher. I clenched my teeth as he almost completely took in my length. I tested his submission by holding his head down a few seconds as he made it to my base, he quickly obliged and didn't fight back. I traveled my foot down to his thigh, pressing close to his dick.  Just enough for him to feel pressure. As I felt myself getting close, I yanked his head off, making him upset.

"You didn't even cum yet why did you make me stop?" "Don't even think you getting a chance to get off easy. With me, I'm gonna make sure it's nice and slow baby"

                         Travis POV
I whined at his words. I don't wanna go slow I wanna cum now! I couldn't say that though, being a brat won't be good for my first time. Besides, he knows what he's talking about. He got off the bed and pushed me down onto my floor fully, returning to our original position with him straddling my hips. He made sure not to touch my dick at all, making me more impatient by the minute. I shivered as he kissed my shoulders, licking over the previous hickies. He leaned into my ear and whispered "Travvy baby, do you wanna ride me?" I couldn't even generate an answer. I just reached down to his cock and stroked it, shocking him a bit. He smirked and got up, grabbing some Vaseline. He used a generous amount to cover his cock and got some more to prep me. I gasped as a finger teased my entrance. "A virgin  huh? Well down worry doll, I'll make sure this time is extra special for you. Surprised that such a pretty boy like you ain't a slut.~" I whined at his words. He had such a mouth on him. He pushed his finger in, followed by a second one. The stretching hurt a bit but he was so gentle as to not hurt me. A third finger was pushed in and stretched my walls until Sal seemed satisfied. He removed his fingers and kissed me. "Baby I'm gonna go slow so just stay calm." I nodded quickly in anticipation. He lined up his cock with my hole and trusted. I moaned loudly and grabbed at the carpet. I couldn't help but stroke my cock as he thrusted. He went a terribly slow pace that i hated. I wanted him to destroy me, but I couldn't find a way to say it. His wrists grabbed at my hips as he looked into my eyes. "Can I go faster baby?" "FUCKING PLEASE SAL" I didn't mean to seem so impatient and needy, but Sal didn't mind. He thrusted faster leaning his head down into my neck, burrowing in it. They went from fast to brutal, and deep too. As his tip brushed my prostate I jolted, making him stop to my protest. "Travis? Are you okay doll?" I was too hazy to even say yes. "Travis, what color is my eye?" "Bright b-blue" "Good boy, now stay with me." His thrusts became brutal once again as he kept getting deeper. With my body shaking I came. My thighs kept shaking,  and Sal noticed. He held them down and kept going until he eventually pulled out and came all over my chest, collapsing onto me. Our breathing was heavy and uneven. He helped up and then walked me to the bathroom, turning on the warm water. My legs were shaky and barely usable so I was relying on him to help me with everything. He sat me down in the tub and scrubbed off the cum, before plugging up the drain and making it into a bath.

  "Do ya want me to help with the rest or should I go?" "You can go, I'll get the rest." As he stepped out my mind wandered to the depths of my mind. I'm a filthy sinner now. I did the one thing my father said not to. I'm a freak and that is all i'll ever be. I'm a faggot whose gonna burn in hell. And with that the tears started to flow. I couldn't stop them. I called for Sal, he would help. He came rushing in, concern covering his face. Through my sobs I was only able to get out a few words "....God....Homosexual....sin.." "Travis, you're not a sin or a mistake because you're gay. You're perfect. Just because some 5,000 year old book exists,  it doesn't mean you're not meant to be happy. You're not defined by what some God said. The gods are crazy anyway. I promise you are gonna be fine. Everything will be fine"..