★Style Smut★

★Part 16★

☆Thank you ST4N___MARSH_  for your suggestion! :]☆

Stan's POV: *Why the fuck was I being dragged from the bar?* I thought, until my asshole bodyguard, Kyle spoke up. "You've had too much to drink, it's late sir.", He said in his usual monotone voice with that cold stare, always made me feel uneasy. "Oh fuck off, you haven't even seen too much to drink!", I said, standing up away from him and tripping down on my own feet. "Are you calling me blind?", He said, carrying me to the car a forcing me in. I was pouting in the passenger seat as he drove, his eyes strictly on the road. "Your so serious..", I said, breaking the silence. "I have to be with you", He said, not turning once to look at me. "Oh do I stress you out?", I asked, staring at him. "A little",. He responded. "I can take care of some of that stress.", I said, in my best seductive slurred voice.

Kyle's POV: I turned too him, completely off guard by what he just said. "What", I said, no obvious expression playing in my voice. "I can give you that hawk tu- I mean, I can just take care of that stress..", He said. "I turned back to the road, driving in silence for a good ten more minutes before we reached the driveway. "Show me then.", I said. He gave a very knowing grin and stepped out of the car, rushing into the house and tripping on his own feet every now and then. Eventually I followed in and followed his dirty shoe prints to the bedroom. As soon as I opened the door he practically pounced on me, kissing and nipping on my neck. I could smell the alcohol in his breath but in that moment I didn't care about anything but me, and getting rid of this stress. I started kissing back as we both tore at eachothers clothes.

Nobody's POV: Kyle had pinned Stan to the bed once they were completely naked, but Stan quickly flipped the situation, straddling Kyle's lap once he was on top. "Sweet and gentle or fast and rough", Stan had said, his voice laced with lust. "Fast and sweet and option?", Kyle said. Stan gave a nod. "Your not uncomfortable right..?", Stan asked, kissing down Kyle's neck gently. Kyle nodded and Stan began, lifting himself up then lowering himself down onto Kyle, feeling his cock breach his asshole. Stan let out a soft, raspy moan as he sunk down, going up and down, off and on Kyle's cock. Kyle began thrusting upwards, earning extra loud moans from Stan as they both went faster. Kyle groaned, "Slow down..im close", Stan grinned, panting slightly as he didn't slow down but did the opposite. "Please, fuck, Stan..", Kyle pleaded, his pleads basically moans as Stan kept speeding up, the bed shaking creaking as Stan went off and on Kyle's cock at a rapid pace. Before Stan got a warning Kyle's hot seed filled Stan to the brim. Stan let out a loud moan and collapsed onto Kyle, his own cock leaking with cum onto Kyle's stomach. They both laid there, spent and tired and slept covered in their cum, The end! :3