The jerk jock peered up at the kid with a face full of fear underneath the dim red lighting. Fear for his life or something worse. Black velvet thumb sticking inward to rub against a drying tongue and palette, not minding if the skin got pricked by the dog's teeth. "Auhh~!" Salt flowed out of the sockets, closing shut as the boy gained footing to a stand on their deeply cushioned bed. ".. Aa-!"
Brad never got to breathe, receiving the brat's swollen member at full force, "annnh—mmmph!"
"Uh~!" The kid above crooked his head back just a tad, moaning in elation. Palms spread gripping at the warm, tan cheeks as he got a rhythm going, thrusting in and out into the other's muffled screams. Understanding the type of situation he was in, the jock's sounds subsided to whimpers of submission.
Bradley Uppercrust didn't bother raising his hands to take hold of the act of fellatio. Instead, he slowly raised his eyes to capture Maximilian Goof's smug, yet longing glare.
"Ah-ah—! Haa..!" The younger one with a face red as hell, but in full control, and at full attention.
Without his prompting, the subordinate went down on him fully, deepthroating the hard thing. He circled his fingers onto his own staff underneath the elastic band of boxers near the head, stroking at it now and again to derive some pleasure for himself. Brad hummed, causing vibrations, continuing his other actions to a point where he almost enjoyed it, "mmh..~"
Max panted, breathing shakily before reining it in to slow, methodical waves. He kept still until the other attempted to drive him to his limit, "Ah—ahh-Ah! N-no..!"
"Annhm~!" Bradley nearly choked on a gag reflex as he was abruptly parted away from the pelvis, "Uh—!" He had a coughing fit.. Ebony fingers made a motion in front of him as soon as he could focus; the man paled, gulped down saliva and a bit of pre-cum, "Ok.."
He went from his awkward kneel to all fours, looking ahead at the insignia of his headboard. His loosened jeans were removed, just down to his knees along with his underwear. A sharp yelp went into a groan as the moistened cock burrowed its way inside, drawing him tight, "Aahh~! Ahh!" Tried his darndest to relax but was given no time, straining on his muscles, "Ah! Ah! Uhh—!"
Brad whispered the kid's name, not very clear if he wanted to keep going or stop—That didn't matter to the rider.
"Sorry; I can't hear you~" A teasing animal lunged forward on the mattress which made the other yell, "M-Maaax..!" The beat had gone from steady to moderate. Bradley looked down at himself as soon as the blood rush concentrated to his nether region. Couldn't help but notice that the fresh bruise on his lower abdomen changed color. He took a breath or two of the stench of liquor coming from his mate's version of panting and groaning, "Ohh~! Oh!"
A drunk, aggressive male having their way with him without mercy. Against his will it turned him on and nauseated him all at once. He went hard and erect, moaning aloud, ".. Ahh~! Y-yes~ Yes, please—!" Uppercrust wanted so much to indulge..!
Without warning, a hand covered his mouth, "Shut up." Max added a burst of speed to screw this bitch just in time to block shouts of sheer pain and nearing bliss. Eyes began to water anew, "Auhh—mmf! Mmmf!" There was a point where his normal self broke out to bite down on the Goof's hand telling him to cut it out, but that just rewarded him with hands going around his neck, squeezing firmly—"HK!"
What followed were heavy shoves into his hole, Maximilian nearly unsheathing with each attack, "Uhh! UHH-"
"Hk..! Hkh…!" Breathing through the nose wasn't doing Bradley any good—all he could do at this point was be limp and pray that he wouldn't be snuffed out this particular evening.
The quietest of shrieks managed to escape his lips; the one above him shuddered, legs quaking. After about a minute or two, the college senior was finally allowed to belt out his agony—"Ahh!" Arms powerless as they were pulled behind him.
"Get ready, boy." A contained growl in his ear. The pace went to insane levels as Max pistoned, "Uh—Uh~Ah~!"
"Ahhh~! Haa—! Max~! Max!" Flagrant cries, "St-St—! Ahh~!" Brad's face collapsed into the cushion, the soft fabric drying his eyes, "Please stop…!"
A grating chuckle out of nowhere; incisors bit down at the base of his neck, then into the inner shoulder, "Almost done, 'hon'..!"
The final moments were slow but heavy; a rough hand on the staff delayed the young man's climax until he was filled by the one who should have been inferior..
".. Uh.." The exit was slow to prolong the pain. Restrained arms were dropped onto the bed. "Ahh—haa… ha.." The jock's face now damp with sweat and unwanted tears, "Uh.." So raw that he could hardly move. His partner, by contrast, hopped off their stage in vigor,
"I'm borrowing your shower." Brushing back his mussed-up hair before stretching out his slender, obsidian physique, "Don't go anywhere."
Max got no response other than a low sigh of defeat. Ruby orbs merely glanced back at the guy in disdain before their host took his leave….
Once Bradley heard the door close, he let out sobs, gripping at the blood red silk sheets, "Ahh—! G—God!"