WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
THIS CHAPTER WILL BE PURELY SMUT. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU AREN'T COMFORTABLE. If you choose not to read this, the next chapter will start with the morning after, so you won't miss anything, I promise.
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He pushed against me until I landed with my back on the couch, his soft lips never leaving mine. He broke the kiss just long enough to yank of his shirt, straddling me and leaving me breathless until his lips pushed against me again. He quickly removed my shirt and pants, stopping to marvel at my body.
"You're so beautiful." He breathed. He kissed my lips then down my face and neck, stopping to suck on my soft spot. His tongue danced around my neck as he sucked it. He trailed his kisses down my chest and stomach until he reached just above my briefs. He trailed his tongue sloppily just above my waistband. He kissed along the line his tongue had made and began gently massaging me through my briefs. I could see his hard cock pushing against the sweatpants he had changed into.
He stopped, receiving a moan from me, and picked me up. He carried me to his room with my legs around his waist and arms around his neck. He lied me down on the bed and got only his knees. He pulled my briefs down to my ankles and started trailing his tongue around the base of my cock then up my shaft up to my tip, flicking his tongue over it and sucking just the tip. I moaned loudly and wrapped my legs around his neck, forcing my cock into his mouth. He took most of it before he gagged, but he continued to pleasure me. I yanked at his hair as I screamed.
"Scah-Scaht I'm going to- uggh." I screamed out. He giggle and pulled away.
"Not yet, baby boy, not until I fuck you raw." He said slyly. I flipped me over and I got onto my hands and knees. He found some lube (which he must have bought recently...?) and massaged it onto his cock. He lined himself up with my virgin-asshole.
"Ready babe?" He asked.
"Y-yes daddy." I said. He slowly started to press in and I bit my lip to keep from crying.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah daddy keep going." I said. He pushed himself fully in then started pulling out, getting slightly faster.
"Ohhh! Yeah daddy! Go faster!" I begged. He began to go slightly faster still afraid to hurt me.
"Please daddy! Please fuck me so hard! Daddy please!" I cried. He slammed into me, then yanked almost all the way, shoving himself quickly back in. He started gaining a rhythm and pumped in and out of me quickly.
"Ahh! Uh-uh-ugghh!" I screamed. He reached around me and began striking my cock to the same rhythm he was fucking me at.
"S-Scott I'm gonna-" But I had already came hard onto his bed. He came deep inside me, filling me with his warmth. He then pulled out and used a towel to clean my cum off of his bed.
"Night Scotty." I said softly, turning my body away from him.
"Night Mitchell. I love you."
"I love you too Scotty."
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Crushing (Scömíche)
FanficMitch can't be gay. There's no WAY he's gay. It's just a crush. Harmless. Little. Crush. On his straight best friend.
