Kinky Scomiche Oneshots

Peekaboo

Mitch was simply reading a book in his rather large bed. It felt nice. He was completely naked, since he didn't see a point in sleeping in clothes. Besides, it felt more free.

He heard footsteps walk into the bedroom and looked up. Scott was just out of the shower, a red towel around his waist. Mitch couldn't help but blush. They were both naked- or about.

"Whatcha blushing at, twink?" Scott asked, smirking slightly as he approached the bed. Mitch bit his lip and closed his book before responding.

"Oh.. just you, Daddy.." He mumbled. Scott purposely let his towel slid down a bit when he sat down on the matress.

"Does Daddy look nice and fresh?" Mitch had to look away from the blonde to ignore half-hard parts.

"I wouldn't say that. Maybe sexy." Mitch managed out. Scott grinned and leaned over Mitch, hands placed on either side of him.

"Sexy, huh?" His lips went to work on Mitch's neck. "How about now?" Right after those words escaped, Mitch's neck was hopelessly getting sucked and nibbled on. Mitch let out a breath before setting his book on the nightstand.

"Horny." He whimpered, making Scott part. Those blue eyes darkened with lust as he looked up at the brunette. "You heard me." Without warning, Mitch yanked off Scott's towel. "Peekaboo." He couldn't help but smile at the sight of his boyfriend sit up.

"We'll see about that. Sit up." Scott ordered. Mitch smiled and did as he was told. Now this was his Daddy he knew. Scott rose onto his knees and positioned himself in front of Mitch so his hard cock was in align with his mouth. "Open wide."

Mitch barely had time to prepare before Scott was in his mouth. The boy gagged before Scott pulled out slightly. He only plunged back in, this time, Mitch was ready for that massive penis. He deep-throated every thrust Scott gave his face. Everytime, he gagged. He didn't mind. He loved it.

Eventually, Scott fully pulled out. Mitch let out a whimper and tried to wrap his dainty hand around Scott's cock. His hand was smacked away.

"I'll cum inside you, slut. Hands and knees. Now." Scott growled. Mitch was immediately turned on even more and obeyed, crawling out of the sheets and getting into position, his ass facing Scott. He peeked over his shoulder to see the blonde opening a drawer and grabbing a bottle of lube.

"Didn't think we owned tha-" He was cut off by a hard slap on the ass, which made him moan.

"Stay quiet until I tell you. Not even a moan. If you moan, you get five more." Scott snarled, opening the lube. Mitch bit his lip and nodded. He almost wanted to moan.. but not if it meant Scott would stop drilling him. He glanced over his shoulder just in time to watch him spread white lube all over his fingers. And those fingers slid into his ass.

Mitch almost immediately moaned. He bit his lip though. He didn't want any spankings. A fourth finger was added. Mitch's fists clentched onto the pillow he was rested on. The hand disappeared.

"Call me Daddy. Nothing else. Just Daddy." Scott muttered before he thrusted into Mitch. Mitch immediately moaned. And Scott's cock was gone. "No moaning. Five smacks." Mitch was grabbed by the waist before a hsnd slammed down onto his cheek. He immediately tried to squirm away. "No moving, Mitchie. Take it." Number two wasn't so bad. It just made Mitch more turned on. Three, four and five went like a breeze. Scott yanked Mitch's head back by grabbing a fistful of brown hair. "No more moaning. Just Daddy."

That cock was soon back into Mitch, pushing balls deep into him. When Scott bottomed out, he started to thrust roughly into his twink. Mitch gritted his teeth. "Daddy!" He moaned. He earned another hard thrust. And another, and another. Mitch gripped onto the headboard of the bed now, trying to stay steady from Scott's relentless pounding. "Daddy! I'm gonna.. fuck.."

"Don't cum, you slut. Flip over." Scott ordered. Mitch whimpered before flipping onto his back, not breaking contact. The thrusts got deeper, harder, rougher. He was so close to losing control. "Gonna cum so hard, baby. Cum so hard.." Scott was right there with Mitch. "Shoot! Shoot, twink!"

Mitch immediately reached and stroked himself. One, two, three. He released a white substance all over his chest. Scott filled him before pulling out. "You've been a good boy."

"Thank you, Daddy."