Tea Boy: A Deacury Fic

Chapter 40: A Little Desire Can Make You Feel Better

This chapter is inspired by shewasagaystripper with their story Insecure (But Not For Long) [Roger/Brian]. If you see this, thank you! NSFW warning: a bunch a smuttyness

-Freddie's POV-

Although he stormed off like that, it did get me quite hot and bothered. It's been a little bit since we last engaged in a little sexy time. Brian called me earlier and gave me an idea, allow him to enjoy himself, but don't allow him to properly orgasm until he promises that he'll see himself for his true beauty. I grabbed a condom from the bathroom cabinet, hid it in my pocket and went straight into the bedroom sneakily.

"Oh Deaky....you up, doll? I have a little something for you.", I whisper. "I wasn't really asleep but, hi, I guess.", he replied raising from under the covers. "I would like to thank you for admitting that. Now tell me this, why do you think you're fat?", I inquired fidgeting my hand in pocket.

"Because I am. I just am!", Deaky pouted. "John, honey, it's a basic fact that everyone has a certain amount of fat to protect organs.", I explained. "Geez, and I thought Roger took a biology class!", the youngin huffed. "I'll say it again, you're perfectly skinny. And not like a stick or anything like that.", I compliment getting closer to the bed. I grabbed onto his hand and lead him to the mirror, he tried getting back in the bed but nope.

"Look at yourself and tell me exactly what you see!", I demanded. I watched as he took a glance in the tall mirror in front of him. "You're a beautiful little creature, and you're very healthy. I prefer you take back all you said about yourself, okay?", I sweetly said. "That wouldn't change my mind if you're thinking about having sex with my pudgy self." Deaky plopped himself back on the bed and let out a heavy sighed.

Looks like we're doing this the hard way.

"Oh is that so, baby? We're going to do this the hard way, aren't we?", I softly chuckled. I gently ran my hand against his clothed bum. "Just stop, can't you see I'm not really in the mood?", Deaky complained. "That's where you're technically wrong, hun bun." I smirked and gave his pajama pants a tug at the waist. "You really want this, but you're just struggling to admit it, right?"

I noticed he was trying to quiet his sounds with the pillow. I gently touched the edge of his underwear and asked him to remove his bottoms, and he complied. "Good boy.", I whispered and gave his bare ass a smack. I gently spread his legs and noticed how much he desired me. He was already showing signs of excitement, his cock dripping quite a bit of pre ejaculate.

"Gosh, look how wet you already are for me.", I teased. I gave his hard-on a few strokes and he moaned ever so softly. "Fuck! Freddie, please...can you-"

"Can I what, stop staring at your gorgeous little body? Nah, I don't think so. I'd prefer to have your cute skinny self on all fours so that I can court you and fuck that love hole of yours so hard, while I listen to you pleading for more. You'd be so into it that you'll forget about your insecurities."

John attempted to cover himself down there, but unfortunately, he ended up getting even wetter; it was evident how much he desired me. "Fred, please. I'm already leaking so much.", he whines, squirming impatiently and trying to stop leaking.

"Preferably I can keep you just like this and just screw you. You'll deeply regret calling yourself a fat fucking pig and rediscover that your milky little body is perfect just like this. And as I'm screwing you deep, I'll be taking care of that leaky faucet for you. By then, you'll realize just how beautiful your body truly is, you'll love and appreciate everything about it."

"You're lying.", John hummed. "I wouldn't be lying if it weren't for my presence that's making you incredibly horny. You know you need this, do you?", I replied. "Y-yea.", he shyly uttered. "Good." I unwrapped the condom and gently placed it on, like I did last time and gently eased myself inside of him. For the record, this is his second experience, so I went at a gentle pace and then sped up when instructed.

Minute by minute I pounded into him, I could tell he was enjoying it, but then, "Freddie, I'm close!", I heard him whine. "I know, but let me hear you say those words first.", I cooed. "You're being mean, just let me....", he whimpered louder, I reminded him of what he needed to say to me first.

"I am perfect the way I am. I am incredibly healthy, and my body is beautiful!", I reminded as I went harder. I could tell how close he was getting, his legs started shaking. "Fucking fine, since you wanna be a hardass! I am perfect the way I am...", he started. "And..." "I am incredibly healthy.", he moaned. "Aaaand?" "And....my body is beautiful!", he cried out. "Perfect...that's a good boy", I compliment, I reached for his hard-on and pumped it as hard as possible.

Moments later, he finally orgasmed and came hard, a puddle of white liquid formed on the floor. I pulled out gently and removed the full condom. "See baby, that wasn't so bad to say at all, was it?", I asked him. "No.", he panted. "I'm glad you came to your senses. I know you're still gutted about your sobriety, but just know seeing you like this is making me proud every day, I love you so much, John.", I said and kissed his cheek.

He turned away looking kind of guilty, then looked down at the mess he made. "We're gonna get that cleaned, don't worry.", I comforted, "c'mon, let's get you taken care of..."

Within the next hour, we were back in bed in clean linens, cuddling up next to each other. John was still exhausted but managed to stay wake. "Hey Fred, listen I apologize for my behavior recently. I knew how wrongful it was and it was completely unacceptable.", he uttered. "Aww, baby. I'm glad you admitted your wrong doings, but it's all very emotional.", I reassured, "it's all part of the process you know."

"I understand, but I know I'm hurting your feelings whenever I do get in one of those moods. I just need to learn how to control them better, because I know you're just helping me.", he murmured. "Of course baby, your emotions are a form of communication. I'm okay with it, I promise. As long as you're expressing your needs in any way possible. Rest assured that I'm right here.", I pecked his forehead. He smiled a little as he rested his head, ready for a long nap. "Pleasant nap, darling.", I whispered, I watched as he fell fast asleep and I did the same.

I'm not too worried about him, he's doing great already. Besides, maybe another alternative or replacement could make him feel better. I wonder if he likes chocolate.