The dream 18+ gustholomule (reposted)

what a night

(ignore the parts that talk about me writing another fanfic as I gave up on that a long time ago lol)

Matt Pov
"Yeah yeah whatever" I mutter to Steve but I'm not sure if he hears me as I walk down the hallways my boyfriend was just dragged down in. I could hear my mother talking to Gus as I followed her voice. Leading me to her and Dad's room, hardly ever used or touched leaving to look neat and tidy. No wrinkles on the blanket that were neatly tucked into the bed, folded at the top exposing the back of the blanket. Their pillows were fluffy and full of life as they had hardly ever been laid on. Throw pillows that have hardly been thrown around as they just lay on the bigger pillows. I was tempted to jump onto the perfect bed and ruin it and make it look like a real bed instead of one in the stores.
Gus was sitting on a chair in front of my mother as she picked up a small glass bottle letting me see what was contained in it. It was filled to the brim making it hard to tell if it was a liquid or not and was a rich color. A creepy familiar rich brown, way too familiar it was like someone put Gus's skin into a bottle. "We have a photo shoot based around this new brane foundation," She keeps on explaining but I tone her out after a while. Resting my back against the wall as I watch my mom put the skin tone liquid onto his face. Spreading it with a brush as she keeps on talking and to my surprise stops a few times to let Gus speak. His eyes sparkled and his feet tapped on the floor as he spoke. "Matty dear, keep track of his answer for me," my mother spoke before twirling her finger making a clipboard and a pencil appear in front of me with a yellow glow around them. With a small growl, I snatch the item out of the air wanting to desperately want to throw them onto the ground. Instead, I dug my nail into the clipboard and tightly grip the pencil, almost breaking it while I was at it.
I feel like I should be happy that my mom is actually giving her attention to Gus instead of ignoring him as I thought she would. Then why am I so annoyed and frustrated at her actions? Things should be like this, this should be a dream come true but I was only left wondering, why? Why does she want to spend time with him and not me? I'm not able to count on my finger how many times I would have been willing to sit in the same seat and do whatever she likes. Whether that is something small like blush and that thingy that goes on your eyelashes or full-on glitter and rhinestone. Yet she knows Gus for less than five minutes and he getting his face beaten with some kind of sponge. That looks very familiar to a plug of mine shape wise but I didn't say anything.
"I do not hear any writing over there," Mom said, tilting Gus's face to the side after as her voice broke my train of thought. I only rolled my eyes before writing down Gus's name, today's date, and what time it was. "That's better, now Gus, tell me about yourself?" She said as she dip a small brush into a darker lilac power before tapping it on the dark skin witch's eyelid. He batted his eyes a few times as if he was breaking out of his own train of thought before smiling. That damn adorable smile, Titan no smile should be that perish and cute that should be illegal, maybe I should handcuff him later. I let out a small chuckle at that thought as I tapped the end of the pencil against the board. "Well I'm an only child and I'm in the illusion track which I had to skip a few grades for," Gus said, trying to keep as still as possible as the older women kept prodding at him with the small brush. I wrote down a short vision of what he said despite it being information I already knew.
"Any after-school activities?" She asked as she started to attack his other eyelid with the same dark lilac color. But she was actually trying to ask 'are you willing to quit any activities so I can waste your time.' I could only smack my lips as I waited for Gus's response despite already knowing the answer. "I'm doing flying derby when the season comes back around and I used to have a club but... I let just say it fell under new management," He said while looking at me with the corner of his eye along with a small smirk attached. My body stiffened as I cringed at my own past action wishing to just curl into a ball and disappear as I wrote down his answer. I found myself being quite bored of writing down answers I already knew. Besides to mom, this is an interview where to Gus this is bonding and I don't have the heart to tell him otherwise. As a traveling makeup artist, Mom is always seeking opportunities to practice on all kinds of skin tones and faces. Along with new models so they can have their one-hit wonder before falling into the sea of millions of other models. It would be inspiring if she did neglect everything else around her, like her kids
Snapping of fingers were soon directed at me, making me pull my eyes awhile from the hardly used paper. "Are you writing this down?" My mother asks not even looking at me as she babbles a different brush into a different power. This one was more like a silver color and was very glittery. Anooynest bubble in my gut as one of Gus's eyes met with mine as the other one was close. Patting the glittery makeup on the closed eyelid as he softly smiled at me before twirling his finger. With a puff of blue smoke, an illusion of the rich color boy appeared next to me with a big goofy smile. Stretching his hand out of me offering to take the clipboard and pencil from me. I lip out a 'thank you' to the real Gus before placing the clipboard into the illusion hands and giving a small quick kiss on its cheek. Making its cheeks flush a warm red as they pull the clipboard to his chest with a small giggle.
I gave a smile back before my bed caught my eye again making me smirk as the urge to ruin it again came flooding back. I look over at mom then the bed again and came to the concussion fuck it. Before I back out of it, I quickly hopped onto the bed making the blankets puff up with air before deflating itself just as fast. Untucking the blanket and forming wrinkles on the soft fabric as my body presses against it. I nuzzle my face into the blanket with a small chuckle as I cross my arms and rest my head against them. My legs kick the air mindlessly as I look over at the two witches sitting together. One I was supposed to love unconsciously and the other I have fallen in love with.
I listen to my mother ask all kinds of questions, jumping from topic to topic to the point where the illusion of Gus looks a bit confused. Some were innocent things like 'what do you want to be when you grow up?' and 'if you had to change your track, what would you choose?'
Where others were a bit too personal such as 'how many witches have you been with?' which made Gus visibly uncomfortable.
She only hit his shoulder slightly and giggled as if they were human middle school girls at a slumber party. "Oh there's nothing to be ashamed about, I was with many before I met my husband," She said before bringing the side of her hand to her mouth and leaning in as if she was telling a secret. "And even after I met my husband," She said in a bit of a lower tone before laughing loudly as he pulled away. I could only watch as Gus's eyes widened as he let out a nervous laugh mixed with hers. "Wow, does your husband know?" He asked with a small nervous giggle as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Know? Oh honey HE JOINED," she said before laughing and fanning herself off as I physically gagged. Disgust ran down my body as I wish I just stayed in the kitchen with Steve.
Mom was treating Gus like she has been friends with him for ages which I assume she acts like with all of her clients. I guess if you open up first they are more willing to open up as well I don't know for sure. I had only been to a few but that was when I was too young for school and she was bringing people into the house. So my memory is kinda hazy but I do remember being stressed out about how many people were coming in and out of the house daily. I was too young to understand why they were there in the first place and why Mom spent all her time with them.
I began to trace the design of the blanket, making small circles and swirls that led to flowers. Letting the ribbing design gild against the pad of my finger as my legs swing hopelessly in the air. The stings of Gus's sweatshirt dang in front of me as I listen to Gus try to turn the conversion back around to PG's questions. After a few failed attempts he finally got there as my mom was finishing up beating his face with all kinds of weird products. "How were your parents when raising you?" she asked as my stomach twisted and a creeping feeling of something going wrong. "Oh, My father was wonderful and very supportive when raising me, I couldn't ask for a better Dad," He replied with a cheerful tone but my stomach kept twisting making nausea fill my body. I slowly sat up letting my bottom hit the bed with a small bounce as my eyes kept locked on the rich skin boy. "Mother?" was all she asked as he dug around in her bag looking for one thing out of millions of makeup products she owns. "She passed away when I was young, so it just been me and my Dad," Gus said, rubbing his hand over his knuckles. I move a bit closer despite the soft bed wanting to drag me back in.
"No remarriage?" She asked before pulling something out of her bag and attacking the poor boy's face with it. "Nope, he always says he already had his love story with the woman of his dreams," He said with a small smile before looking up at me, making my heart melt and my cheeks flush. I only flipped him off hiding my smile horribly which only made him giggle before looking back at my mother. "That's so sweet. Imagine the headlines, 'widowed father raising next top model, a love story you wouldn't believe,'" She said, using her hand to demonstrate a board as if it was going to just plaster in the thin air. A smile covered her face as Gus only sheepishly nodded back at her. Wonder if it is time to step in before anything really bad can happen, "How did she die," she asks, making my heart drop. I smack my hand together making a loud crackling sound as skin hits skin. "OKAY THEN," I said a bit louder than I meant to as I hop off the bed and walk up to Gus. placing my arm on his shoulder. "How about we finish up this look before Dinner gets done," I suggested before leaning down and muttering a small apology into Gus's ear as Mom said something but I didn't bother to listen. As embarrassment keeps filling every inch of my body that clearly shows on my face that I didn't bother trying to hide.
I looked down at the curly hair boy as I was regretting letting him meet my parents, to be honest, this is very different from how I thought this night would play out. I imagine that we would have a small introduction and when Gus noticed my parents were distant he would feel bad for me. Pull me into my room with those soft delicate hands and hold me in a tight yet loving embrace. Promising to never treat me like that even on his hardest days as he traces small sweet kissing on my cheeks. Slowly bring me to my bed as he gently lays me down on the mattress letting my top rub against the blanket. I would spread my legs for him as he crawled on top of me, his hand resting on each side of my head. His eyes travel up and down my body as I lay there waiting for him to do anything. Which could end in two different endings by the end of the night.
One where he pulls me into a lovely kiss that I would melt into as his hands trace over my body. His hands dug under my shirt as his lips started to dance around my neck trying to kiss every inch of my skin. Before doing the same with my chest make sure my body receives every inch of attention. Feeding the lost desire for love and attention as he ripped off any clothes that would be in his way. Touching, squeezing, kissing, or rubbing every part of my body, from my fingertip to my lower back. Leaving me a flushed mess as the room becomes steamy and filled with uncontrolled lust. Yet he was so gentle with me as if I was made of glass and just one wrong touch would break me. His finger slowly traced my body, making pleasure swirl around every place he touches. Making sure to give extra attention to my intimate area, dragging them out as I squirm and whimper under him.
On the other hand, the night would end on more of a sweet tone as he lays me down on my bed. Bushing a piece of hair behind my ear as his deep earthy brown eyes lock into mine filled with passion and love. He would tell me just how amazing I am and how I made his life better when I'm around. Evenchly he would lay down next to me and wrap his arm around my body pulling me into his chest. I would listen to his heartbeat as my hand rested on his slowly rising and falling chest. One hand runs through my hair with a slow but smooth movement not hitting any knots. His nail scratched my scalp in that loving and satisfying way that you could melt into. His lip would meet with my forehead in a sweet tender moment.
Instead of having either of them happen, I'm left in my Mom's room as she beats his face with- "Whoa" slip out of my lips as my thoughts were cut short by the slight of the new but also similar face. A sparkly silver patting a little under halfway across the lid blended into a dusty lilac that smoked out his eyes. A black stirk follows his eye shape before making a small triangle at the end of his eye. His eyelashes were darker and full of life as they fluttered at me making my heart melt. Any slight of dark circles were also gone and any noticeable imperfection on his face seems to just disappear. His cheek was rosier and had a sparkle above it that highlighted his cheekbone. The same stuff seems to be dusted on the tip of his nose and on his cupid bow. His plump lips were now a deep red that looked amazing with his rich skin as if it was meant to be.
"Do you like it?" he asked after a moment of us just staring at each other or more me staring at him. I nodded slowly as any words to describe how I was feeling left me as he stole my breath straight out of my lungs. I could only bat my eyes at him as I look over his face still trying to process what I am seeing. "Now for the biggest question and you may have to lie about this one to others to get the job but are you dating anyone at the moment," Just like that all that loss of breath filled my lungs again as I turn my head to the women in disbelief. I understood to a point that she was never that good at listening to me but wow. it felt like my brain had to reboot itself just to process what she just asked. I could hear Gus chuckle from amusement or just to be nice to the older women. "Yes I am, I'm dating your son," He said with another chuckle before looking back up at me and catching my eyes in the process. His classic dorky grin was paster on his face as he raised his hand to the shoulder I was resting my arm on. Resting his hand on my arms before giving it a small squeeze making my whole body relax and a small smile crept on my face. Fairses fill my stomach as I look down at him trying not to melt into a puddle on the ground.
I could have kept describing how I felt but a snap of light and a small click sound quickly ruined the moment. Gus batted his eyes out of shock from the bright light trying to readjust his eyes as I glared at my mother. Her phone in her locked tight in her hand ready to snap another photo as soon as it presented itself. "That's wonderful news, Matt, why didn't you tell me this nice young man was your boyfriend?" She asks looking at me for the first time since she got home which was a hot second ago now. "I did," I mutter, taking my arms off Gus's shoulder as I keep my body in a slump position. "Straighten your back," She quickly started losing her sweet tone for a moment before quickly bringing it back with a smile. With a roll of my eyes, I quickly did what she demanded, making my back let out a few cracks. "You need to work on your posture honey," Gus told me as he got up from his seat, reminding me how he is taller than me despite me being older.
I purposely make it worse, making a small giggle leave the now shimmery face boy which made me chuckle too. "This is why you're so short," He said, making a scuff leave my lips as if I was offended, which I was to some extent. Placing a hand on my chest and leaning back in a dramatic pose that you only see in theaters. "How dare you bring my height into his pretty boy," I said in a lower voice, making it more shushed before a small laugh tried to leave, making me tightly seal my lips. "Ah, so you think I'm pretty? He asked, raising an eyebrow at me and resting the back of his hand on his chin. "Shut up," I snip back as I try to hold back a smile but I always fail to do that when it is targeted toward Gus. It's crazy to think about how at one point just looking at him made me snarl but now I can't help but smile. Gus only walks up to me before lopping his finger on the small belt hoops on my pants. Pulling me closer with a tug with a smirk as if he made the world around us disappear. Leaving us alone in a warm fuzzy field of nothingness that goes on for miles and never seems to end.
"Make me," He said as he leaned his face closer to mine, as he let his smirk fall and relaxed his face. With flushed cheeks, I quickly followed his lead and slowly closed my eyes making me only assume he did the same. His lips pressed against mine but instead of the normal warm soft feeling, it was dry and a bit tacky. Not my favorite thing in the world but I would be lying if I say that the lipstick didn't look amazing on him, everything and also nothing looked amazing on him, I don't know if he's just that good-looking or I'm just so hopelessly in love that I see him in rose colored glasses. Before my lips could start to move another flash of light and a clicking of a camera hit my ears. I pull away with a long sigh, my lip feeling a bit dry as Gus only giggled at my reaction and... something else. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror making me notice that my once pink lips had blochs of deep red. "Really?" was all I said as I looked back at Gus choosing to ignore the older witch who already had their head in their phone. Most likely making 'small' edits and adding whatever she does to the photo to make it post-able whatever that means.
"I'm sorry, it wasn't fully dry yet," he said with a small giggle before unhooking his finger on the loops of my belt. Before grabbing something on the makeup cover desk and pulling out a small wipe from it. Before anything could be asked he was already swiping the wipe over my lips a few times. Removing any trace of the lipstick before throwing the now red mark whip away in the trash. Out of habit, I lick my lips making a taste of chemicals take over my mouth quickly making me gag. "Are you trying to poison me?" I asked as I dragged my sleeve over my lip trying to get rid of the chemicals that were resting on them. "You weren't supposed to lick your lip dummy," he said with a small giggle but before I could argue with his logic I could hear Steve calling everyone for dinner. I only rolled my eyes at Gus before heading toward the dining room as two sets of footsteps followed.
Quickly hop into my seat making a plate with dinner already neatly laid on it slid into my direction. "Thank Steve," I said as I grabbed the fork that was slid in my direction making everyone also say their thanks as they took their seats. Gus sat next to me naturally as my parents sat on the other side of the table and Steve sat next to them. Making it so he was sitting in front of me making eye contact if we both looked up at the same time. It also didn't take long until we were all eating Steve's cooking which was mind-blowing as normal. If he doesn't become a famous chief one day then he will make his future spouse very happy. There was little small talk going back and forth mostly thanks to Gus. He had always been good at getting people's attention and keeping it but unfortunately, I was dragged away when I felt my phone vibrate.
I pull it out of my pocket without thinking and notice that my mom or rather her manager posted something on her page. I shove another piece of food into my mouth as I click on the notification making my mom's newest post blast me in the face. It was a photo of me and Gus but now with heavy filtering and a few edits. Gus's skin seemed to be a bit lighter as his red undertones stood out more. I also noticed that some wrinkles that I know for a fact are on his sweatshirt were gone. I let my eyes drag down to the caption and the few comments that were already on the post. 'Finally back home and could meet my gay son boyfriend, #gay pride #proudmom #gayson' it continued on but I didn't bother reading the rest as a heavy sigh left my lips. "Mom, you can't use the fact I'm gay to get brownie points off the internet," I said looking over at her and making her eyes drag away from Gus for a moment to look at me. "I'm just showing my support," She said before looking back at Gus and keeping on with the conversation they were having. What she means by support is, Let me blast about you being gay so people like me more.
I only rolled my eyes as I bit my lip trying to not yet out any nasty words that wanted to crawl out. "No phones at the table," Steve suddenly said, barely looking away from his food, making me huff and shove my phone onto the table. A bit harder than I meant to, making the table shake slightly and wrinkle up the tablecloth around it. Steve only gave me a stern look which was his way of telling me to knock it off. I only stick my tongue out at him mockingly as I cross my arm and side down my chair making me slump over. Steve dug his fork into the table in response but before I could say or do anything I felt something rest on my thigh. Gus was looking at me with a worried expression as he placed his fork down making it clink with the plate. "Is everything okay?" he asked in more of a whisper as he squeezed my thigh gently making annoyance and anger flow out of my body. It's annoying how good he is at doing that. "It's just all a bit tense," I confess as I fix my seating position, saving my back from further damage from my posture. He nodded with a sympathetic look as he rubbed my thigh slowly making the fabric of my pants rut against his soft hands. "I understand honey just take a deep breath and try to relax," he suggests before pulling his hand away leaving a ghost feeling behind on my thigh. I nodded as I uncrossed my arm and took a deep breath through my nose trying to let all the nerves and jitter leave my body.
After a few minutes had passed I still was just as tense then I was before maybe even more as I picked at the tablecloth. No longer interested in my food as I was too busy racing with all of my thoughts. Gus looked at me from the corner of his eyes before giving me a small nod asking if I was okay in a silent way. I only shook my head before looking back down at the table that now had a tablecloth with many more wrinkles thanks to my picking and playing. To be honest I was ready to leave the table but there was no way I was leaving before Gus. It would be awkward to sit back down while everyone was still eating their food. I just wanted to take Gus home at this point and maybe stick around there for a little while instead of being stuck here. We could cuddle on the couch in sweet peaceful silence, knowing that nothing needed to be said. Titan that sounds amazing right now.
My thought was broken by the sound of something metal hitting the floor and now a forkless Gus. "slippery finger huh?" I ask in a playful way but he doesn't really react but lets out a small laugh and says something about grabbing it. He pushes his chair back slightly before sinking to the floor to grab the small metal item. I guess the nerves were getting to him as well hopefully he should finish up here soon. I watch in the corner of his eye as he gets back up and pulls his seat closer to the table. His body seems stiffened as he turns his head to look back over at mom. "I heard another trip is coming up for you two, what do you plan on doing?" He asked making my mother start to ramble about her plans as he just played with his fork and listened. Titan, why does she have to talk so much? Maybe I should just tell him that I want to leave instead of just waiting for him to read my mind. I open my mouth but instead of words falling out a gasp of air flows in as felt something touch my thighs. Making me jump to the point where my knees almost bashed against the table.
I pulled the tablecloth up and looked under not really knowing what I was trying to look for but I wasn't expecting to see a rich color witch. I whip my head to the Gus that was sitting next to me then back to the one on the floor. One of his fingers where pushed to his lips telling me to be quiet as my heart started to pick up the pace. His finger travels up my thighs slowly as he licks his lips making the deep red have a glossy look to it. I dropped the tablecloth and rested both of my arms on the table, my cheek flush out. Blood pumped through my body as my eye glazed over everyone that was sitting at the table. Steve, Mom, Dad, and an illusion of Gus. There is no way he is going to actually do anything to me while everyone is here. The pressure that was suddenly pressed on my crotch told me otherwise.
I brought one of my hands up to my mouth as I started to bite at my nails trying to keep some kind of calmest. "It is going to be a very long trip but It will be so worth it," I could hear my mother gush about all of their plans when they get there. Down to the small details that didn't matter in most cases but right now I have never been more grateful for them. My eyes hooded as I felt a consent pressure and rubbed on my crotch making blood flow straight to it. Forming a small tent in my pants and that small tent seemed to be enough for Gus as he started to attack the button to my pants next. The sound of my zipper being undone was muffled out by my mother talking. Even my father started to butt in a few times making me realize how I hardly hear his voice. It was deep and earthy as if it held many secrets and wise wor- the feeling of fingers digging under my waistband broke my train of thought. My heart picked up the pace as I could feel the band being pulled down far enough for my hardening cock to pop out. Feeling the cold air wrap around it as I dug my nail into the tablecloth forming wrinkles on the thin fabric. Titan is this really happening right now? My boyfriend is under the dam table ready to do whatever he is planning WHILE MY PARENTS are at the table. The worst thing about this though is how turned on I am right now. I know it's wrong and I should tell him to just get back up where but fuck Im getting really hard right now.
A brush of warm air hit my tip pulling a small squeak to leave my lip making me tightly seal them right after. Steve looked up at me with a raised eyebrow making our eyes connect and my stomach flip. I quickly turn my head to the side just as his tongue laps over my tip sending a wave of pleasure up my body. I closed my legs slightly without thinking as I looked over at the illusion of Gus. Just by the corner of his eye his deep brown irises connected with mine as a smirk grew on his face. Making sure to keep both of his hands in view, whether that is playing with a fork or just resting his chin on his palm. No matter what you could see them and I could feel the pair of lips that were pressed against my tip. A little teasing kiss before opening his mouth just enough for the head of my cock to slip into the hot and wet environment. Making a moan try to crawl its way out of my throat but I kept my lips closed as my cheek flushed a bright red. I dig my choppy-bitten nails into my palm making a small sliver of pain rush up my hand from some of the sharp edges.
His tongue swirls around the tip a few times lapping over the small debit before going down the rest of the length. Leaving long streaks of saliva down my member sending small waves of pleasure up my body. I loosen my grip on the tablecloth as I start to calm down, allowing myself to let that hand fall. Slowly inching my finger under the tablecloth before brushing it over the curly hair. Tickling the palm of my hand as his tongue keeps sliding up and down my cock. Making it twitch as it begs for more attention as I lower my hand but before I could dig my finger through the curl a hand grabs my wrist. The illusion pulled my hand away from the dark-haired witch and placed it on the table. "Just relax, we will do all of the work~" He whispers in my ear, making a shiver run down my spine as I nodded, showing that I understood what it said. With a small smirk, the illusion went back to talking to the two older witches and stabbing its food. Bringing it up to his mouth but missing, making me chuckle slightly as another long wet strip was run down my cock.
I wanted him more. I needed more instead of these small licks and kisses as much as they're sweet and cute I also wanted to cum. "Gus, how about you put it in your mouth," I said towards the illusion as it tried again to eat properly but my words were meant for the boy under the table. I tap his thigh with the side of my foot as I repeated the words, and after a moment, he seems to get the hint. The feeling of a pair of lipstick cover lips wrapping around my cock made me grip the tablecloth again. Pulling on it slightly as I bow my head, letting my hair fall in front of my face hiding the raging blush that now decorated my cheeks. I could feel a weird tackiness around where his lips rested most likely leaving a lipstick mark around my cock. Titan just the thought of that sends a wave of arousal all around my body, from the bottom of my feet to the tip of my ears, before settling in my gut. I bit my bottom lip as the warm wet environment slid farther down my member. Consuming it, swallowing it, sucking it, anything to make me squirm in my seat. Forcing me to try to keep down any moan or groan that kept trying to claw their way out of my throat. Only allowing small pants to fall out as I rested the palm of my free hand on my forehead, keeping it from melting onto the table.
His mouth is so warm and wet as he keeps taking it deeper into his mouth not leaving anything part of it neglected. "Oh, titan~" slipped without thinking making eyes burn holes into my body but Gus didnt stop or even slow down. He keeps bodding his head, turning it a few times taking it deep as he hollows out his cheek. Creating a tightening feeling around my dick as his inner cheek rubbed against my now dripping-wet cock. "You okay Mattholomule?' I could hear Steve ask me his fork taped against his plant as he waited for a response. My heart races as sweat drips down my body as I try to look over at the older witch. Shame filled my body but also excitement as his icy blue eye met with my most likely lust-filled eyes. "I-" before I could let out the first word the feeling of my tip siding down the dark skin witch's throat made my breath hitch. I tightened my grip on the tablecloth and pulled on it making everything on the table shift just slightly. "I-I just remember something that all," I said with pants as I could hardly keep an eye connected with him as pleasure kept riding my body.
His tongue swirls around me playing with me like a flute doing anything and everything to break me apart. I bit my bottom lip as a small smile crept up to my face making the corner of my lips raise. Rolling my eyes back in pleasure as I buck my hip forwards unintendedly but it felt so good to do. I could feel my member go deeper into his mouth and side down his throat feeling the tightness of it wrap around me. My cock twitched from pleasure making the witch under the table make a small sound as he choked around the organ in his mouth. I wanted to ask if he was okay but the pair of icy blue eyes kept my lip knitted together. He doesn't know what happened quite yet but I could tell he was pulling the wool off of his eyes.
I lock my eyes on table cloth as heavy pants keep leaving me as I keep my mouth slightly open. The illusion keeps talking, keeping everyone engaged but I couldn't hear him over my own racing heartbeat. A feeling of a deep breath being taken brushed over my salft from under the table before he kept on moving his head. Opening up his throat as he sinks further down until his lip was wrapped around my base. Sucking on it as his lip pressed onto the sensitive skin leaving behind a mark of lipstick of where he had been. Before smearing it slightly as he pulls away taking most of the length out of his throat. Sucking on what was left in his mouth allowed pleasure to keep waving up my body. Making my gut swirl before a tingly warm feeling started to build warning me of the eventual ending. Pulling a small whimper out of me as I let my hand that was keeping my head up fall and grips the illusion arm. He quickly looks over at his arm before raising his eyes to meet mine. I never noticed how life-like the illusion of eyes was as they looked into my hooded ones. Probably glossy and filled with lust as I squeeze his arm gently trying not to break the illusion but also tell him how close I was without saying anything.
A small smirk grew on his face before he leaned over resting his mouth near my ear. If it breathed I'm pretty sure I would feel his breath against my skin but instead, all I got was his deep voice. "Go on dear, cum, cum while your family is sitting right in front of you, you're such a dirty whore," he whispers, making me dig my nail into the tin table cloth, ripping it slightly as I roll my eyes back. My back arched as the last whimper left my close lip as the knot relieved itself making the tingling warm feeling wash over my body. Make my hands shake and all my muscles tighten for only a moment but it felt like a lifetime. I closed my eyes as a small kiss was placed on my cheek before he turned his attention back to the table. I had to use both hands to stop my head from falling onto the wooden table as I rode out the high. Taking a few deep breaths before bringing one of my shaky hands down to the bottom of the tablecloth and raising it. I look down to look at the most gorgeous view that I wish I could stare at forever. His rich brown skin was flush and glistening with sweat and makeup. His lipstick was smeared as goopy white liquid rested on his tongue that he kept on display for me. His eyes are hooded and glossy as they stared back into mine. He gently nodded his head as if he was asking me something but what that was isn't clear. Either way, I nodded back giving him permission to do whatever he was asking. Risky move I know but fuck it we have already gone this far.
I watch as he closes his mouth making the sight of my cum disappear in his mouth which was slightly disappointing until he swallowed. His atom apple bobbed as he swallowed the thick liquid making my dick visibly twitch in his direction. Made him smirk as he looked over his work. My cock was dripping wet and had deep red rings around some of the areas that were smeared from his bobbing his head. The cleanest one was at the base of my cock which he worked so hard to get to. As much as it is sexy I will most likely rub one out in the shower trying to remove the makeup. "What so interesting under the table Matt," Steve suddenly said, making my whole body stiffen as I whip my head back in a panic. "NOTHING," I said a bit louder than I meant to make me cringe at my own action. I let go of the now ripped tablecloth as I try to sit as normally as possible which is a bit hard when the witch below you is trying to help put your dick away. I could feel his shaky hands as he started to panic a bit as well making me have to bring my own hand down to fish the work. My heart was beating out of my chest as the realization of what we did hit me.
He just sucked in dick BASICLY RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FAMILY. I see them every day fuck I live with these witches for titan's sake. The Titan is going to make sure I burn really well for this one. I groan out of frustration as I place both of my elbows on the table despite the many times I have been told not to. 1...2...3 "no elbows on the table Matt '' right on time as always. I only rolled my eyes not bothering to say anything back as I quickly put my elbows away hitting Gus' empty cup in the process. It made a noticeable clink as it hit the floor but luckily not break it. "That's the reason why," Steve pointed out, picking at his own food but not eating any of it anymore. I opened my mouth to snip back but was interrupted by the illusion. "Accidents happen, it's no big deal," as the words fell out of his mouth I could feel the real Gus pull away from me. I only watched in the corner of my eye as the fake Gus went down to the ground and handed the real Gus the glass cup. He nodded before waving his hand making the illusion disappear as he took its place at the table. Putting the cup on the table before sitting in his seat and smiling at everyone as if he didn't just suck me off less than five minutes ago.
I started to calm down before the sound of something clearing their throat made dread fill my whole body taking away any kind of sex high I had left. "Gus your lipstick is smug, Matt you have a horrible poker face, and I have lost my appetite," Steve said before picking up his plate and leaving the table leaving us sitting there. Fully knowing that we had been caught. I groan as Gus's face scrunch up and blasts red from embarrassment before standing and picking up his plate. "Are you done?" He asks, referring to my plate, I only nodded making him pick my plate up and placed it on his. I watched as he started walking the kitchen following Steve, even though I couldn't hear him I could read 'I'm sorry' from the way his lips moved. With a sigh, I stood up and quickly followed, not bothering to push in my chair as their voices became clear. "I know it was inappropriate and I'm deeply sorry for that," Gus basically begged as Steve was cleaning the dishes, probably already trying to forget this whole thing happened. "The only deeply thing around here is apparently my brother's dick," Steve said. I could tell by his voice that he was annoyed and I will most likely be going to get a stern talk too but not really angry.
I chuckled at his comment as I stood next to Gus who was still very apologetic, if I wasn't here I'm pretty sure he would be on his knees begging for forgiveness. After a long pause from the older witch as apologizes keeps filling the air he looks over at us. "Who idea," was all he said to us, and before I would say anything to take the blame the pathetic sound that left Gus's throat told Steve everything. Gus's eyes met the floor as he played with his hands in shame. "He was trying to calm me down... in a weird sexual way but it was out of a good place," I explained but Steve only raised a hand telling me to stop as if I was one of the emperor's guards. Steve only bent his knees slightly so he was face to face with Gus making the dark eyes drag away from the ground. "Next time, hold his hand or something a normal couple would do," He said, making the dark-skin witch quickly nodded, most likely turning his brain into muss in the process." yes sir" he quickly said making me slightly irritated but before I could say anything Steve dug something out of pocket, and dropped it into Gus's hand. Gus tilts his head like a confused puppy looking at the white small item in his hand. "It's a mint, your breath smells like cum," Steve answered his question before Gus could even ask and started to walk away. Patting my shoulder a few times as Gus quickly put the small mint into his mouth.
By his facial expression, I could tell he was not a fan of the taste of mint but dealt with it this time around. "Drop him off at home and come right back," He said before walking off, making my stomach twist knowing that I will be having a very awkward conversation with him later. Looking at the still very red witch I gesture my head towards the door before walking there myself. Grabbing a random pair of shoes and hopping into them as Gus does the same with the shoes he came here with. "Leaving already?" I could hear my mother asking, making me try to put my shoes on faster. Fucking up with the laces in my rush making me grunt in frustration and pull on the stupid strings. "You forgot to loop honey, and yes we are leaving it a school night so my dad wants me home early," Gus said the beginning to me and fished with my mother answering her question. "I know how to tie my Titan damn shoes," I bark back before looking back at my shoe and shamefully doing the loop I forgot. Blush dusted my cheek as I started to work on the other shoe and doing it properly this time.
"I understand, it was so lovely to meet you, Gus," I listened to my mother talk to her new test dummy as I stood back up. My back aches a bit from the motion but quickly disappears as fast as it came. "Here, consider it, me accepting you into the family," my mother said to the younger witch, putting a tube of lipstick she most likely got for free into his hand. To her, this was nothing, just a way to make him like her more without sacrificing anything to do so. I wanted to call this out but when I saw the sparkle in his eye and the grin that took over his face all words left me. I instead just open the door as he said his goodbyes and thanked the two older witches that wouldn't be here much longer. We both enter the cold empty night letting the chilly wind blow against our still-flush skin. I looked around for a moment but it only seemed to be only us out tonight. Building some kind of confidence in me as I look over at the lipstick-smeared boy as he hasn't bothered to fix the mess that resting on his lip and around it. I took a deep breath before grabbing his arm and pulling it so it was resting on my shoulders. Nuzzling into the side of his chest as we walk our body heat keeps us warm from the cold air around us.
He chuckled at my action but kept holding me as we walked the short trip to his house which was basically already in view. "I'm sorry about the whole table thing," He mutters after a moment, breaking the comfortable silence that the world once held. I turned my head towards him before grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him down so we were eye to eye. "Don't you dare apologize for that," I growled as all the small iterations and annoys started to build once again. "That was the sexiest thing you have ever done," I said in a bit softer voice before pressing my lips against his. Taking note of feeling the smeared and thin lipstick felt like, before pulling away and letting go of the collar of his shirt. Making it hang lower than before and with a few new wrinkles added onto the fabric. His cheek burned a deep red as a small smile grew on his face and relief flooded his eyes. As much as I wanted to enjoy this moment, all that rang in my head was 'yes sir' over and over. "There's something else you should apologize for," I state, making his smile drop but I only start to walk off with a shrug of my shoulder.
I wasn't actually really that mad but where's the fun in being teased if you can't lead them on? I played with the strings of the sweatshirt I was wearing as Gus caught up with me and asked what he did wrong. Clearly getting a little nervous as I didnt say anything but kept walking with my eyes locked on his house. "Is your dad home?" I asked which caught the poor boy off guard, I would feel bad but it was just so fun to play with him. "Huh? No but what does that have to do with you being mad at me?" He asked as our feet met the cobblestone path that led to the house that lined that street. I only smacked my lips and rolled my eyes, picking up the pace of my feet as arousal filled my gut once again. Nibbling on my bottom lip as I try my best to not let my true intention show on my face. "Matty," He whined as finally reached his house, making him twirl his finger and a noticeable-click sound was made showing that the door had been unlocked. "You really don't know?" I asked as I twist the doorknob and slowly open if letting the bright light in the house turn on and invalid my eyes.
"I don't and I'm really sor-" I don't bother to let him finish as I drag him into the house by the collar of his shirt. He yelped at the sudden movement as I quickly kicked off my shoes. I know Steve to go home right after but having a little fun never kills anyone. Gus quickly does the same with his shoes before giving all of his attention back to me. "You called my brother, sir," I said with a small hiss in my voice, making his eyes widen as he recalled the memory. Placing both of my hands on his chest I shoved him onto the couch knocking the air out of his lungs. "I am sir," I said as I walked over to him and set myself on his lap making him connect the dots on what I'm doing. His once-worried face turns soft and submissive as he allows his body to relax against the cushion. "I am your Daddy, so don't go around calling others sir," I told him, grinding my pelvis against him allowing a small wave of pleasure to wave over my body. "Yes sir, I'm sorry daddy~" he basically whimpered as he placed his hand on my hip gripping them slightly as his lips met my neck.
His touch is always so soft and wonderful but he needs to be taught a lesson besides I can't get over how lovely he looked the last time I taught him to behave. I pull my neck away and grab his hand, shoving them away from my body. "Keep your hands to yourself, pretty boy" I cooed next to his ear as I kept grinding against him not wasting a moment. I knew it wouldn't take long until Steve became a cock block again so I soaked up every moment. I crawled off his lap to make things a bit easier when I came to removing clothes. "On your back, pants off" I commanded as I started to unbutton my own trousers making him quickly nod and do as I said. The couch creaked under his weight as he lay down and unbuttoned his plant, making me notice that something was in his pocket. I quickly swiped as soon as his pants met the floor leaving him his boxers that now had a small tent in them. I looked over the small item in my hand with a smirk as I threw my pants on the floor next to his.
''You brought lube with you when meeting my parents?' I teased holding the travel-size lube that reminds me of a toothpaste tube. His cheek flushed as he looked away, not hiding his embarrassment super well as I removed my boxers. "Where you planning on fucking me, pup?" I asked the slowly rising heat air wrapping the exposed lower part of my body not bothering to take off the sweatshirt I was wearing. I was Gus's anyways I'm sure he would love to see me riding in it anyways. "I just wanted to please you, Daddy," he said, playing with the hem of his shirt but not taking it off. I unscrew the tube of the lube and pour some of it onto my pointer and middle finger. "How were you going to please me?" I asked as I straddle his hip again, as I grinded my bare ass against his cloth erection. Earning me a long earthy moan as I could feel the tent grow larger against my ass. Letting my thumb dap the slowly dripping liquid on my finger making sure he could see them. "I-I was to finger you," he whimpered as he buck his hip against me trying to earn more pleasure with the hold of my hip.
I raised my hip in response making it so he could no longer feel me against him as I dug my free hand into his curly hair. Playing with it gently before giving it a small tug making the younger witch moan at the feeling. "Keep your hands away from me until I tell you unwise," I warned, making his hand disappear off my hip as he slowly nodded, his eyes starting to hood. "Good boy," I said, leaning my body towards his and untangling my finger from his hair which I used to hold me up by the arm of the couch. His eyes twinkle from the praise as his cheek flushed which I had seen many times but I only started to really see it. He always looks like that when I praise him even just a slight amount. How could I be so stupid, he likes praise, he has since the very beginning! "Be a good boy for daddy as he stretched himself out for your cock," I said in a seductive tone as I lowered my lube cover finger towards my entrance. Laseing it with the lube before pushing in a finger which not much resins thanks to yesterday's repeated fucking. Listening to him whimper as I pushed another one in with ease and sank them farther into myself. Reslicking my inner walls as I let moans of small groans leave my lip which made Gus's ears twitch.
"You look amazing in my clothes" he mutters as I keep restretching my hole and for once it was a quick process. "Who looks amazing in your clothes?" I asked as I removed my finger but kept my hip raised as I waited for the repose. My body burned with desire for the curly hair boy under me. "You Daddy, You look so amazing in my clothes Daddy," he corrected himself as I allowed my body to rest against his lap once again. Feeling his erection rut against me as I rolled my hips on it. I could feel a small wet spot start to form on the fabric from the precum that was already dripping out of him. "Already so hard for Daddy" I cooed, leaning my face closer to his as it was dyed a deep red. His eyes were already hazy as if they were begging as they stared into my lust-driven ones. I press my lips against his and grind my pelvis, making my member rub against his torso. A moan left my lip and mixed into the kiss as our lips danced together smearing what was left of his lipstick.
Lapping my tongue on his bottom lip as I keep grinding against him allowing pleasure to run up my body. With a small whimper, he opened his mouth allowing me to slip my tongue into his mouth tasting the mint he had earlier. He didn't fight for dominance as he just let me take over staying submissive and vulnerable. Rolling my tongue against his as I consume anything I reach, pulling a small whimper and moans out of the younger witch. Sliding one hand down his chest as our lips dance together. Pulling up his shirt and exposing his rich color skin that was slightly lighter from the lack of sun. tracing the soft skin with my fingers making small goosebumps form from my touch.
Nibbling on his bottom lip gently as I let my cock rut against the smooth skin on his stomach. "Daddy," He whimpered softly but before he could say anything else I invaded his mouth again swallowing any words that would have been said. Keeping rubbing myself against him until precum was dripping onto his stomach. Pleasure builds inside as I keep grinding and rutting against him. My cock slid on his stomach and my ass grinding against the large tent that was hardly being held back by his boxers. "You want to, don't you?" I mutter my lips brushing against his with every word and flutter my eyes open. He nodded as I could hear him messing with the fabric of the couch trying to keep his hand occupied. I slowly sat back up and dug my finger under the waistband of his boxer. Pulling them down slightly exposing more of his rich skin. "Beg," was all I needed to say to turn him into a blushing mess but with one snap of the band was enough for him to do as I said.
"Please, I wanted my Daddy~ I'm sorry I called someone else sir, please touch me already~" he begged, as he tried his best to keep his eyes locked with mine despite his embarrassment. Arousal filled my gut and a desperate need for more ran through my veins. "Are you going to be a good boy from now on?" I asked, already pulling down the pair of clothing that was covering the answer to my burning desires. Allowing his erection to pop out and free itself from the fabric restraint. It stood tall with precum dripping down the dark shaft, so thick and long that just looking at it made my mouth water. "I will be a good boy I promise," he said as I grab the small tube of lube and squirt the rest of it into my hand. Throwing the empty tube behind me making a small sound as the plastic hit the floor. Hopefully somewhere Gus can find and grab instead of his father.
"You better be, only good boys get to touch their Daddys," I said as I wrapped my lube cover hand around the throbbing member. Pumping it a few times, making him moan softly and grip the couch. His nail dug into the fabric as I kept moving my hand, twisting my wrist a few times and paying extra attention to his tip. "I want to touch you so bad," he whimpered, his voice sounded so desperate and needy as if it was just begging no matter what he said. With a smirk, I gave his cock another few generous pumps before letting go and flicking my wrist trying to get rid of the leftover lube on my hand. "Then be good for me," I said as I raised my hip and aligned myself with his dick which was now glistening with lube. His tip rested against my hole making him bite his bottom lip and bat his eyelashes. His chest slowly rose and fell as his breath became heavy and sharp. I place both of my hands on his chest as I lower my hip making the head of his cock push itself inside. pleasure creeps up my body as my rim stretches around the organ. Tighten around it as it sinks an inch or two deeper making Gus moan softly under me. "Fuck~ who your Dadd-" ringing interrupted me making my finger dig into his shirt in annoyance.
I twirl my finger making my phone appear in front of me, it was ringing and had Steve's name across it. If I didn't answer it then the poor door will get knocked down, the emperor really makes his guards so paranoid. I hit accept and put it on speaking instead of bringing it to my ear leaving it to float in the air. "What?" I asked in a very annoyed tone as I placed my hand back on Gus's chest. Playing with the fabric of his shirt as Gus released his nail from the couch and fidget with them instead. "I said to drop him off and come home right after," He said and just by the tone in his voice, I could tell he had his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed. "Yeah well, I had other plans," I told him, rolling my eyes as my legs started to get tired from holding myself up. "Come home," He said, his voice stern as my legs ached looking down at Gus and pushing one finger against my lip. Before slowly sinking my hip, relieving the arch in my legs and filling the burning desires my body craves. "I-I will in a bit," I said before biting my lip keeping down any moans that wanted to leave. "Just give me 20 minutes" I added as I settled at the base and rolled my hips making pleasure run up my body.
"Can you guys go 5 minutes without fucking?" Steve asked, making Gus giggle which he heard from him being on speaker. I shushed him but caught myself trying to hold back my own laughter. "Steve this is smut fanfic, the reader wants smut! If you want more story based with eventual smut then the writer's new story 'I Bet' about me and Gus is the way to go." I said wiping some hair out of my hair. "Are you really promoting the author's new fanfic right now?" Steve asked, raising his voice as he spoke. "Yes, I am, it is a second chance at love story with ups and downs but has a happy and maybe even smutty ending. There are also hidden song lyrics in the story for readers to find, I wonder if someone will find them all?" I said before grabbing the phone and hovering my thumb over the end call button. "I can't wait for it to come out but enough with the 4th wall break"
I only chuckle in agreement before bringing my attention to the witch below me running my free hand up his chest. "You need to come home through Matt," I could hear the frustration in Steve's voice as my finger brushed up Gus's neck until I traced his jawline "like I said I will in a bit," I said as I pushed my thumb against his bottom lip and licked my own lips. "But I'm not missing out on seven inches of good dick first I added making Gus blush and cover his face with his hands trying to hide behind them. "IM SORRY HOW MANY INCH-" I hit the end call button before he could finish and twirled my finger making my phone disappear.
I chuckle softly as I brought both of my hands back to his chest and rolled my hip hitting all the right places. Making me bite my lip and let out a small moan, pushing my hands against his chest. "Come on now puppy, show me your pretty little face," I cooed as I raised my hips a bit making his breath hitch before slowly bringing his hands away from his face. Exposing his cute shy expression that made my heart melt just looking at it. "That a good boy~," I said, letting my hip fall, making his face fill with pleasure as a moan filled my ears. I lifted my hips again and started a steady rhythm making pleasure fill our bodies.
The sound of skin hitting skin mixed with our moans quickly filled the air and echoed off the walls. I dug my nails into his shirt scrunching up the fabric as I kept rocking my hips making him slip in and out of me. "Who is your daddy~," I asked as sweat started to drip down my body and the sweatshirt wasn't helping with that. Strains of my hair started to stick to my forehead, the rest of it bounding with my movements. "You, you're my Daddy~" he moaned, his voice getting louder with every word that left those perfectly plump lips. My dick twitched at the sound of the lewd sounds and words that left his mouth. The sleeves of the oversize sweatshirt went over my hands along with the hem brushing against his stomach. "So good, ahh~ such a good boy," I mewed, moving a bit faster and making more lewd sounds echo off the walls. Sweaty skin hitting sweaty skin, wet slapping of his cock sliding in and out, creaking from the couch, and moaning along with long groans. The air around us becomes hot and steamy as the smell of sweat mixed with sex fills my nose. It was intoxicating turning my head as light as a feather, I couldn't get enough of it.
"Mwa~ pup ahh~" I moaned, my head too fuzzy to think of actual words to say to him just telling anything to fall out. Rolling my eyes back in pleasure and arching my back as precum drips down my shaft. "Daddy?" he whimper as he drags his finger through his hair, wiping away the droplets of sweat that were collecting on his forehead. "Huh? Yes, my puppy? W-what do you need from Daddy~ M-My darling ahh~" I would hardly process what I was saying just letting anything fall out. Looking down at him as I panted and my arms shaking trying to hold myself up. "Can I touch you now, please I will make you feel good~ please Daddy" He begged before I had to ask, bringing his hand down to my thigh but not touching it.
Why couldn't he touch me again? Fuck my head is too hazy to remember how this all started in the first place. All I care about right now is the pleasure I was receiving. "Yes, yes yes pup touch me," as soon as the pathetic weak words left my lip a pair of were already on my thighs squeezing them. He could probably feel how shaky they are becoming as I keep bounding refusing to slow down despite how tired my legs are.
Keep all of my attention on the pleasure that was running through my veins and the hands that were touching anything they could reach. Rubbing my thighs first before going under the sweatshirt I was still wearing. His finger slid down my stomach that had a thin layer of sweat as he looked up at me with a soft smile. "Daddy~ you are still so tight, even after plowing and filling that pretty little hole so many times," he told me, his voice still so cocky and put together despite mine breaking apart. I could only groan at his words, tightening my grip on his shirt and trying to keep myself up. Closing my eyes as his finger gild against my pelvis before touching the base of my very needy cock. Sending a shock of pleasure to shoot up my body making me fall slightly before I caught myself. "Matty, you're shaking," he points out, putting his hand on my sides, keeping my body up for me. "Let me take over, please," he said, his voice soft and gently making me reopen my eyes.
Instead of fighting back I just nodded making him quickly sit up and push me onto the couch making it so my back hit the cushions. Pulling my legs so rested on his hip and quickly took off his jacket throwing it to the side before looking back down at me. Giving me a soft smile as he grips my hips and leans down so his face nuzzled into my neck. "You ready?" he asked as I wrapped my arms around his neck, the sleeve of the sweatshirt rubbing against the collar of his shirt. "Yes," as soon as the three-letter word left my lip he thrust into me with a small grunt before repeating his action. Pulling on my hips with every thrust making me meet him halfway as pleasure took over my body once again. He left small sweet kisses on my neck at first before sucking on the skin replacing the hickeys that were healed.
Thrusting his cock into me at a rough and quick pace that made my body shake with pleasure. I brought one hand down to my neglected member wrapping my finger around the base of it before moving my hand. My movements were sloppy and unorganized but right now I could care less. "Fuck, daddy, daddy, daddy" he moan in my ear repeating himself as his nails dug into my hips. My body tingle with pleasure, feeling like I was on the very edge of an orgasm but I just needed a little bit more. "Bite me," I mutter, not hearing my own voice under all the creaking and lewd sounds. But after a moment pressure was applied to my neck and a mix of pleasure and pain shoot down my body.
An extraordinary wave of an overwhelming amount of pleasure washes over my body hitting every nerve. My legs shake as warm liquid splashes against my hand collecting most of it but some dripped onto the sweatshirt. Gus's thrust got messy as he kept moaning next to my ear not holding anything back. "Such a good boy~" I praised using my free hand to run my finger through his hair. "You're doing so well you even made Daddy cum~ I continued scratching his scalp gently before he pulled away from my neck and looked down at me. Whimpering loudly as he bit his bottom lip, the haze in his eyes took me just how close he was. "Are you going to cum puppy~?" I asked already knowing the answer but regardless I waited until he nodded. "You've been such a good boy~ I will give you the privilege of cumming inside of me," I told him, making him roll his eyes bad in pleasure as his thrust got faster and sloppy as well. "Thank you, Daddy, thank you" he moaned, his voice filled with lust and passion that made me want to get back on top. To pick him apart infill tears run down his face dragging the makeup along with it while still begging for more.
I pulled his hair with my free hand making him gasp and release that warm stick liquid filling the small tight area. Making me arch my back and press our chests together as a wave of pleasure wash over me once again. I could feel his cum splash my inner walls turning them a milky white. Letting another moan slip past before letting my body relax and fall onto the couch as I released how out of breath I was. Panting as I look up at the witch above me who was panting as well. His cheeks were flushed as sweat made his once well-done makeup smug. A messy black kind of makeup lay under his bottom eyelashes almost mimicking dark circles. His neatly placed eyeshadow was still mostly intake besides a few streaks of the color that led away from his eye. What little left of his lipstick smudged from the corner of his lip and then down to his chin. Not quite tear-streaking ruined makeup but it would work. "Titan your so fucking hot," I told him still slightly out of breath as the cum in my palm started to get tacky.
Pull my eyes away from him and to the new problem at hand, literally in this case. I don't want to wipe it on Gus's sweatshirt despite it needing to get clean anyways but wiping off on the shirt he was wearing just seemed rude. Before I could think of another solution to my problem Gus put the palm of his hand against the back of mine. His finger slid through the gap between mine and pulled my hand up to his face. His tongue gilds against my palm collecting my cum on his tongue. That is one way to do it.
I didn't even say anything, just let out a shudder breath as his soft wet tongue kept licking my palm. Collecting every drop of cum that had landed on my hand leaving my palm a bit wet but I only wiped it off. "That shouldn't have been as hot as it was," I said with a small giggle still riding out the high of steamy hot sex. "You shouldn't look so sexy in my clothes yet here we are," he snips back quickly with a smile before gently pulling himself out of me leaving my hole stretched out enough for his cum to drip out of it. "You should really wear them more often," he sugged as I whined at the loss of contact, my legs shaking by his sides. "I would but I'm so sweaty right now," I told him, my body covered in a layer of sweat that I will need to wash off in the shower. He hummed for a moment thinking as he tried to grab an article of clothing that had been thrown carelessly. "Then you should wear one of my tee shirts, Titan I would love to see you sitting on my bed wearing my shirt and only just that as you spread your legs exposing yourself to me with a smug smirk on your face as you beckon me over," He describe biting his lip after as he picks up his boxer off the ground and quickly put them back on.
I made a small mental note of that as I watched him trying to find our clothes but I still wanted more. "Puppy~" was all I needed to say to make his ears twitch and look over dropping the pair of pants in his hand. With a smirk, I bent my knees and spread my legs which wasn't the easiest to do with the limited space that the couch provided. "You miss a spot," I said, using my once cum cover hand to spread my cum filled hole. His eyes hooded as he looked at the area, licking his lips. Not wasting a moment he grabbed my thigh and made my legs rest on his shoulders. I quickly took my hand away from my hole allowing him to sink his head in front of it, his hot breath hitting the sweaty skin. Taking a deep breath as I got myself ready but before he could even start a loud banging on the door stop him in his tracks. "Matt Tholomule, if you don't get your ass out here in the next five minutes Im kicking down this door." I could hear Steve yell on the other side of the door as Gus raised his head. "It unlocked, please don't kick it down," He said in a shameful voice as he grabbed my legs and took them off his shoulder. Fucking cock block of the year.
"I said give me 20 minutes!" I yelled back at him as Gus quickly grabbed my boxer and started to help me to put them on. "It has been 40," Steve barked back, making both I and Gus give each other confused looks. Has it really been that long? I groaned loudly back at him as Gus fixed my inside-out pants before handing them to me. "4 minutes" He called out, I could almost hear his foot tapping as he counted down. "Give me a second to get dressed," I growled as I pulled out my pants which weren't the easiest thanks to the new addition of sweat. Gus quickly did the same with his basic hopping into them as panic took over his face at the countdown. "3 minutes," he warned as I button my pants and zip them up as Gus only buttoned his out of panic making me have to grab him and zip them up for him. "We are dressed, you can come in now!" I yelled keeping my body on the couch full well knowing that walking was going to be bitch to deal with. He swung the door open making the darker skin witch jump but Steve's blue eyes just looked at me
"Get up" he commanded but I remained seated despite Gus coming over to help me up. "I can't" I barked back as his face started to turn red out of frustration and grinned his teeth together. He growled out why making Gus start to shake but not the good way this time. "First calm down, you're scaring my boyfriend, second after getting a 7-inch dick repeatedly shoved inside of you, walking is not your best friend," I said as I grabbed my boyfriend's hand and squeezed it gently trying my best to sooth him. Steve just paused and looked at Gus then at me again before looking back at Gus. "Really? How do you- you know what I don't want to know," he said, throwing his hand in the air before walking over to me and quickly picking me up and throwing me on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. "Rude," was all I said as I kept hold of Gus's hand and pulled him closer. "Can I at least kiss him goodnight?" I asked despite knowing I would do it regardless of what he said. He mutters about it being quick as I look down at Gus, for once I am taller than him. And for the first time and probably for the last time he had to go on his tippy toes to kiss me. Feeling his soft lips for a moment before I was pulled away.
"Goodnight my darling," I said, waving at him, making him giggle and do the same before closing the door as we left. I only slump over on my brother's shoulder and let out a long dramatic groan that the whole town could probably hear. "7 inches? How the fuck are you not walking around every day," he asked as he walk towards the house making me slightly bound with every step he took. "I have zero ideas," I mutter, swaying my feet and letting the blood rush to my head. "Anyways you won't be seeing Gus tomorrow," He said, making me flinch at his words as I just looked at him but only met with the back of his head. "Are you serious right now, you can't take my boyfriend away as punishment," I said my voice raising but he only sighs and shook his head. "He really fuck your brain out, it's not punishment you dumb ass, we have to help mom set up the party they always have with their coworking when they come back home," he explains reminding me of the worst event of the year, Mom's dinner parties.
They are always filled with snobby people or others who are lost themselves in their work that they look dead inside. We have to get dressed up and everything only to get ignored or told that we are in the way. Why not skip it? Because we need to stay to make Mom look good in front of 'important people' or whatever. It's dumb and a headache waiting to happen. "School is also canceled so that means you're doing more work than normal," He added, making me groan loudly again, the one time I actually wanted to go to school it was canceled.
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