Crazy Boy ~ Jojian

第四

Sex... it was such a weird thing for George and any other man he's been with. He loved it and he hated. One part of him liked to take control and ravish the other man.

Another part of him hated everything about himself, his body, the sounds he made, he always felt like he wasn't actually giving them pleasure and they were probably faking it.

As Ian kissed down his neck and worked jojis pants off his legs, George's anxiety was already going throught the roof. Behind his thighs were two large scars that seemed to go unnoticed.

Before ian could lift his shirt, George stopped him. "... C-Can i keep my shirt on... please?"

"Sure, baby. Whatever you want." And proceeded to kiss between his thighs leaving hickeys and making george squirm.

Ian licked up anddown the side of his shaft and began fingering him. George let out moans that filled the room as his fingers clawed at the bed sheets, hoping to cling to his sanity.

"That's it, George. Get hotter, and louder. Let him know youre a bigger perve than he thinks. And when he least expects it, take control." "Keep your fucking mouth shut your breath probably stinks and your moans arent even that cute. Itll take days for someone like you to get him off. Just leave already, you whore."

The insatiable lust and self loathing figgting in his head was excruciatingly loud, so much so that it caused him to start whimpering in pain. Ian mistook his whimpers fof moaning and added another finger, getter George hotter and fueling his demonic lust.

"Throw him on his back.. ride him!... dig your nails so deep it draws it breaks his skin!!!... claw at his chest till he gushes blood!!!"

"MMMGGH!!! AHHH!!!... FUck..." George screamed as his eyes shot open wide and mouth went agape. Ian found his prostate and would not stop hitting it.

"Oh no..." he mumbled to himself in the same high pitched stressed voice, loud enough for ian to hear.

"Whats wrong, babe. Im not hurting you, am I?" Ian asked in a semi conscerned voice. But George didn't answer.

His eyes were closed and his breathing was still going fast and deep. He stayed like this for a whole minute and ian was becoming worried he actually did somdthing wrong.

"Hey, George ?... George , please say something..."

Ian took his fingers all the way back out and George eyes shot open once again. This time he had a sinister smile on his face.

He looked over at ian and jumped on him, landing with his thighs on either side of Ian's hips and his ass directily over the part of his pants hiding his crotch away. He began grinding down slowly, but rough while letting out small chuckles along with lewd groans due to the friction.

Ian just layed there, groaning from the hot and heavy friction as well, both freaked out and turned on by what just happened. George's insatiable lust had one tonight.