Tradley Smut

Number 6. (Request)

- Baby boy Part 2. -

"Is this your car?" Tristan turned towards the smaller boy who was staring at his black BMW in awe.
"Like what you see?" He asked with a smirk and Brad looked up at him. "What do you work as?" The blonde opened the passenger door, ignoring the boys question at first. "I don't think you want to know that, baby boy." Brad sat down on the seat and Tristan closed the door behind him before getting into the driver's seat.
"So where do you li-" The blonde was cut off by the younger male pressing his lips onto his in a heated kiss. The brunette pulled away and looked at Tristan with his puppy dog eyes.
"Why don't you take me right here?"
The blonde blinked at the statement before smirking. "And how did you plan that?" He asked and Brad bit his lip, looking over at Tristan. "I wanna ride you, daddy." He whispered and the blonde almost came right there.
He wanted to say something else when the brunette boy leaned forward and climbed over the middle console, sitting down on Tristans lap.
The older male placed his hands on the boys hips as the boy on his lap began to unzip his pants. "Eager are we?" He asked but Brad ignored him and just pulled out his member. The brunette licked his lips as the male's length sprung free and almost hit him in the face. Tristan pulled the boy away from staring by pulling him up and pressing their lips together. Brad let out a needy moan and the blonde smirked. "What do you need, baby boy?" He asked and the brunette whined. "I need your cock inside of me and your hands all over my body."
The blonde grinned and leaned forwards, whispering into the boys ear. "Fuck yourself on me. I want see you bounce." Brad didn't have to be told twice as he sat up and turned around on Tristans lap so he was facing away from him. He grabbed Tristan's member, aligning it with his hole before slowly going down on him making both boys crazy. "Fuck you're tight." The blonde groaned and Brad only let out a small whine in response. He went down deeper and bit his lip harshly as moans escaped his lip gloss covered lips. Tristan couldn't help himself and slammed his hips upward making Brad scream out and throw his head back, his curls bouncing up and down. "Mhmm you look so good like this..." The blonde mumbled. "But you're still a bit... Overdressed." He then pulled Brad's shirt over his head who didn't even notice, completely lost in bliss as he was only left in his pink skirt. Tristan slid his hand up the boys side and reached forward and pinched one of Brad's pink nipples repeatedly, making it go hard in no time. "A-ah, Tris..." The brunette choked out and started to grind on the older boys hips, his hole stretched out. The blonde meanwhile swirled, pinched and played with the boys nipples harshly. The brunette moaned and whined as he bounced up and down on Tristan's cock. The blonde watched the boy fucking himself on him and placed his hands on Brad's butt cheeks, spreading them apart to watch his member penetrating the boy. Brad soon lost all strength to hold himself up and fell forward against the steering wheel, clasping onto it with sweaty hands. "I-I can't..." He choked out, his mind blank as it was only filled with pleasure. "It's okay baby boy. I'll take over now, you did a good job." Tristan said and grabbed the boys hips, pressing a kiss onto his sweaty back before thrusting into him harshly making the boy cry out in pleasure. The older male kept hammering into the boy who was repeatedly pushed onto the steering wheel, honking a few times in the progress as the whole car moved from
the intense movements of the two.
"So good." Tristan moaned out as he gave Brad's butt a harsh slap. He pushed the skirt up so it was around the boys stomach and not blocking the view anymore as he continued to thrust into him. He couldn't help but give the brunette's ass another slap who moaned. "S-spank me again." Brad choked out and Tristan smirked before doing so. "You like it when I spank your pretty ass?" He asked and gave it another harsh slap. "Y-yes! Please harder!" He cried out and Tristan chuckled, giving into the boys wishes as he smacked his butt in rhythm with his thrusts. "I-I'm going to come!" Brad cried out and the blonde smirked as he gave an extra hard thrust making the brunette cry out. He soon came all over the steering wheel, a breathy moan escaping his lips. Tristan followed suit at the sight and filled Brad up to the brim. The two panted for a few seconds, trying to catch their breath as Brad hung over the steering wheel. His sweaty curls were covering his forehead as a bit of drool ran down his chin. Tristan looked down and smirked at his masterpiece. A deep red hand print on the tanned skin of Brad's naked ass. He stroked over it with his thumb and Brad flinched, whimpering at the contact with the irritated skin. The blonde pulled the boys skirt down, covering his butt and the mark he had left. Brad turned his head and looked back at him. "You liked it, baby boy?" Tristan asked and the brunette smiled at him. "I loved it."

The two sat in silence on the way back to Brad's house who was fiddling with his skirt nervously until Tristan placed a hand on his tigh making the brunette's nerves melt away as he smiled gently. As the two pulled into the driveway of Brad's house, the blonde looked over at him with a small smile. "So, do you want to be my boyfriend now baby boy?" He asked and the brunette widened his eyes before grinning. "Of course, Trissy." He whispered and pressed his lips onto his in a loving kiss.