''About what Georgie? Are you alright?'' Paul asks softly.
''I don't feel loved. I feel alone actually...I feel lonely and as though you are worlds apart from me...why didn't you stand up for me earlier Pual? Why are you not taking my side?'' George asks feeling exasperated.
''I..I'm sorry that I made you feel that way Geo...It's just that...This is a very awkward time for me. I don't know which way is up and which way is down! I don't know what I want and I just can't figure it out! Give me time George! There is so much in my face day in and day out! I can barely think!'' Paul exclaims.
''I feel the exact same way and yet I know that I want you and only you! Can you say that to me honestly?'' George asks looking desperate for an answer.
Paul takes in a deep breath and lets it out slowly,''No...no Geo...I can not say that...I can't say that I only want you...''
George's face falls and he nods in understanding,''I knew it...I just needed to hear it from you...''
There is an awkward silence before George speaks up again,''I can make you change your mind...''
Paul blinks a few times not sure what George means. George captures Paul's lips with his own and pulls him close to his body. Paul squirms uncomfortably for a second before melting into the embrace.
After a few seconds Paul breaks the kiss and gazes at George,''What do you wanna do George?''
''Sir.'' George sneers correcting Paul.
Paul blinks a few times before catching on,''Sir...Sir George...''
''Just sir.'' George corrects looking at Paul with cold calculating eyes.
''Yes sir...what do you desire?'' Paul asks softly finding it difficult to keep eye contact with the other man.
''I want you on your knees,'' George says simply. He sits back on his bed and unbuckles his belt nonchalantly. He unbuttons his shirt as well before shrugging it off.
Paul gets down on his knees in front of the other man. He's nervous. He hasn't done this very often and he can tell that George is not in the mood to be displeased.
This side of George always came as a shock to Paul. He honestly could never become accustomed to it. It was always so jarring.
George looked down at him through heavy lids,''Ya gonna do somethin' boy?''
Paul nibbles at his lip and tugs on George's trousers with shaky hands. George lifts up in order to help him. Paul nervously pulled George out of his boxers and let out a shaky breath on George's half hard cock.
''U-Um...sir...'' Paul whispers.
''What!?'' George snaps impatiently.
''I-I'm scared, sir...'' Paul admits his voice shaking,''Please don't gag me?''
George looked to be considering it before answering,''We'll see. Be a good boy.''
Paul nods and leans forward. He traces his tongue gently over the head of George's cock his licks were tentative and experimental.
George takes in a sharp breath through his nose and buries his hand in Paul's hair,''Quit teasin' me. Suck!''
Paul shivers at the harsh command. His trousers felt incredibly tight. George's dominant side always did this to him. He was practically drooling at the thought of taking his Master's cock into his mouth.
He'd savor every second of it.
Above him, George snickered some and mumbled,''You look like a bloody starvin' dog. Just suck it already will ya?''
That sent more shivers down his back. The fact that this was the same person that was usually gentle and soft-spoken was driving him wild,''Y-Yes Sir...''
Paul takes George's cock into his mouth. It's heavy on his tongue and thick enough that he has to slack his jaw some in order to make room for it. Paul lets George bob his head up and down.
Paul felt himself blush as the sounds of his obscene slurping filled the room. Paul felt George slowly push him down further with each bob of his head. Paul felt the head of George's cock get dangerously close to his throat and uvula. It made his shoulders stiffen in fear.
Paul had a sneaking suspicion that George was trying to make him gag.
George always let out the most delicious moans whenever Paul gagged on the head of his cock.
George was letting out quiet moans and sighs above him. He was now leaned back propped up by his elbow. The other hand outstretched onto Paul's head,''Faster Paulie...That mouth of yours is bloody amazin'...''
Paul increased his pace soaking in the praise George gave him.
Paul ignored the aching in his jaw as George increased the pace even more. Tears were starting to prickle in his eyes and his cock was painfully hard. It was so hard that he needed to touch himself to relieve the pressure.
Paul sneakily put his hand between his legs and gently rubbed at the tip of his cock while trying to keep George distracted with his mouth.
It didn't take George long to pick up on what Paul was doing. He pulled Paul's head up from his lap and asked,''What are you doin' there lad?''
Paul nervously moved his hands from his lap subconsciously,''Nuthin'...''
''What did I tell you about wankin' without my permission!?'' George asks with a sneer.
''Y-You said it's what bad boys do...'' Paul mumbles refusing to look at the other man.
''Yeah...are you a bad boy Paul?'' George asks sitting up straight.
''N-No...'' Paul mumbles awkwardly.
''Yeah...yeah you are. And Bad boys get on all fours don't they?'' George says his tone threatening.
Paul whimpers and undresses. He gets on all fours on his bed and waits for George to get behind him.
George spends a little time preparing his opening before sliding inside gently. His first few thrusts were gentle and loving before they increased in pace and ferocity.
One thrust, in particular, made Paul scream into his pillow. He could hear George chuckling above him.
Paul gave up any and all resistance and let George take him from behind. He lets out a sigh when George starts stroking his cock to completion.
Paul couldn't form words all he could do was sob into his pillow until George hit is prostate and stroked him just right. His vision blurred and he was in heaven for a few seconds. He let out a long satisfied groan when George finished inside of him.
George pulls out and moves Paul out of the way to discard the soiled sheets. He throws them to the other side of the room and carries Paul to his bed. Paul blushed at the strength of his lover. George always made him feel protected. They both cuddle against one another and George gently rubs up and down his back,''Paulie...are you alright? Is there anything you need? Ice or salve?''
''Not yet love...'' Paul mumbles into his shoulder.
''Okay...tell me when you need it...'' George says softly.
''Okay...'' Paul sighs out tiredly.
''I love you, Paulie...''
''I love you too Georgie...'' Paul sighs out.
There's an uncomfortable silence that falls around them. George breaks it by singing:
''No one around you
Will carry the blame for you
No one around you
Will love you today and throw it all away
Tomorrow when you rise
Another day for you to realize me
Or send me down again''
Paul blinks back tears of guilt.
''As the days stand up on end
You've got me wondering how I lost your friendship
But I see it in your eyes
Though I'm beside you
I can't carry the lame for you
I may decide to
Get out with your blessing
Where I'll carry on guessing''
Paul interrupts him,''C-Can we just sleep?''
George goes stiff beside him, Paul knows that he has hurt the other man's feelings but he really couldn't take the lyrics of that song. He's never heard it before but it was too eery and too familiar. He didn't want to hear such a sad song especially not one about him.
''Sure...anything for you Paulie...anything for you...'' George whispers he gets up and turns off the light. Paul sighs as George comes back to the bed and snuggles against his side.
Anything for you...
Anything for you...
Anything...
Paul can't stop the steady stream of tears that leave his eyes.