Welcome to chapter… What is this? IDK it's been over two months since I've updated I have no clue. It's the Chapter of Sexytimes and Messing Around ft Kurloz taking Cro's V card. Enjoy.
Edit: Happy late 4/13.
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By morning Cronus had slipped himself almost fully onto Kurloz, tightening his grip in his sleep and seeming exceedingly clingy while in the dream world. His pajama pants had ridden down those slender hips to show more of that deliciously teasing happy trail and if not for his boxers, the gift he had been given in manhood. It didn't help that he kept whispering in his sleep while nuzzling Kurloz gently, appreciating the heat in his bed.
Kurloz was wide awake and staring at the wall while trying to ignore a very annoying fact. He had the worst case of morning wood and Cronus' appearance really wasn't helping that factor. He didn't know what was worse, the fact that Cronus was twice as affectionate in his sleep or how desperately he needed to jack off before Cronus woke up and teased him about it.
'Well this is a pretty predicament,' he thought to himself. He had little option but to carefully masturbate quietly before Cronus woke up. Kurloz slowly slipped his hands down his pants to grip his dick. He bit his lip, letting out a breathy sigh as he began to rub. It was hard to keep his moans down as he kept his pace. It became apparent after a minute though that he wasn't going to come by such a slow pace. He didn't want his jerky movements to wake Cronus. He went just a bit faster, swallowing a moan.
At first the rhythmic movements only lulled Cronus more into deep slumber, the occasional muffled moans passing his mind by as he paid no attention. But as it carried on and Kurloz became more rough and desperate to finally get off the man began to rouse from sleep, giving a groan and a slight yawn as he shifted and rolled off of the side he was hogging that Kurloz was trying to jack on before finally opening his eyes and sleepily peering around. When his gaze settled on the scene before him he went silent, stared and then immediately flushed a very heavy red as he covered his mouth trying not to make a noise. Hopefully Kurloz hadn't noticed because to be honest Cronus kinda liked watching.
Kurloz was fucking gone. He didn't even realized that Cronus was awake and watching him beat off because his head was thrown back against the pillow and his eyes were screwed shut. His mouth was open and he panted silently, whispering to himself to come. He slapped a hand over his mouth when his breathy moans were getting too loud and jerked his hips up once before coming with a soft "fuck" as he drew hand away from his mouth and out of his pants. He opened his eyes as he waited for his heart beat to settle, his face flushed. He glanced over to see if he'd woken up Cronus and locked eyes with the bastard.
Oh shit.
Cronus was a beet red mess, biting his bottom lip and blushing hard enough to almost pass out. What a wake up call this had been, holy shit. There was nothing he could say, no response he could dish up to explain any of this or to break the silence. It was just too embarrassing. Not to mention the massive boner he was sporting in his own boxers; not that he was paying that any mind at all. Oh no, all eyes were locked on Kurloz right now and the fact that the room now smelled like him. "Uh...m-mornin.."
Kurloz swallowed. "Morning," he replied, his voice cracking. He took a deep breath, "D-did I wake you up or were you already awake for that?" This whole situation was incredibly awkward and wow, was Cronus actually turned on by that? Kurloz caught sight of the bulge in the other's pants and ended up just kind of staring at it. It seemed a better alternative to meeting Cronus' eyes.
'Good FUCKING GOD man have some common decency...' was what Cronus would have said to Kurloz's staring if he could actually speak past the lump in his throat and the throbbing of his cock. "I-I uh… I was awake for that..." he said in a cracking voice, hitting higher notes than he thought possible with his deeper voice. Well this was just embarrassing… he just watched the one guy he hated most jack off next to him in HIS bed, popped his first boner from it and now one needed to get off and the other already had gotten off. What the fuck were they supposed to do now?
"Well shit," he said lamely. Oh that's just perfect. And he had tried so hard to do that without being caught. He bit his lip. "Would you... Ah... Like some help with that?" he asked, vaguely gesturing to Cronus' boner.
It was a new day, and except for the stunt Cro pulled last night, he didn't have to get back at the greaser for anything. Actually, he just really wanted to see the size of that thing. It had to be some kind of monster if what he was seeing was anything to go by.
The Ampora really didn't know how to respond, only going progressively more red as he bit down harder on his lip and gave a slight nod while looking away. To be honest, there was no one else he wanted doing this but Kurloz, whether or not the greaser would admit it and like hell he would to this asshole's face. The other thing he was never going to admit, is that he hadn't really jacked off before seeing as a boner hadn't been a thing to occur to him on a regular basis let alone to the point that he felt the need to get himself off. It was usually just a random one from the breeze of his window and what not so there was never drive to take care of it. However right now, that drive was very much apparent and boy did he need it bad.
After being given consent, Kurloz reached his hand out and slipped it into Cronus' pants. He parted his lips and gasped slightly as he touched the appendage and wrapped his long fingers around it. "Fuck, you're huge," he murmured, feeling up and down the length. He moved so that his wrist wasn't bent uncomfortably before starting a rhythm. He'd never jacked another guy off before except for the one period of time when he'd fooled around with Rufioh, yet except for the size difference there was barely a change.
Cronus was a mess on the spot, hardly even hearing the comment at the start of it and unable to keep his mouth shut while the moans and pleas for more just kept coming out of their own accord. It appeared that his dick was as sensitive as his neck and sides as well as his inner thighs and it did not take long before Kurloz finally got him off and Cronus went slack back against the bed panting heavily. When Cronus came Kurloz couldn't help leaning over to kiss the other's temple. "How'd that feel, babe, " he asked with slight sarcasm, smiling coyly.
Cronus couldn't say anything, just staring up at Kurloz while red in the face as he finally looked away and worked to get his pants re-situated once more. He had definitely liked it and the kiss afterward was sweet. Though a little too sweet coming from someone like Kurloz of all people. "Isn't… everyone that big?" he asked in a huff, scooting over just a bit to grab at the taller man's shoulders before wrenching him down into a kiss. This one just a touch more rough than their first.
At first Kurloz was a little too surprised to react to the kiss, then he kissed back, moving his mouth against the other's. He didn't realize how much he craved a rough make out session until now, and he was taking every opportunity to mash his lips against Cronus'. He pulled back to breathe and pant out a "no" in answer to the comment before going back in. He let Cronus take control, parting his lips ever so slightly as a whine emitted from his throat. Why was he so needy? Had been single for so long really taken that much of a toll on him?
Cronus may have not done a full make out like this before, but the incident in the bathroom was coming back to him easy enough and that intuition and skill he had came along with it.
He mashed his lips against the other man's, biting at that bottom lip and sucking it hard enough to make the skin dark purple before Kurloz opened his mouth and Cronus took the chance to slide that rather long tongue of his inside. It was a wonder how the inside of another persons mouth was, warm wet with that tongue slithering around looking for the connection. And Cronus found it in a heartbeat, digging his nails into the Makara's skin and forcing him closer the more he deepened the kiss.
Kurloz outright moaned when their tongues tangled, just moaned like a little slut. He hardly noticed the pain in his shoulders with what was going on in his mouth. He wrapped his arms around Cronus' back and felt those muscles. Every dip in the skin and tendon. Nothing missed his sensitive touch. He scratched Cronus' back, working his nails into the toned flesh. He was getting dizzy from a lack of air, but didn't break the kiss.
Cronus equally moaned back when nails dug into his sensitive back, liking the pain more than he thought he should as he squirmed under the touch of the nails just to make them dig more, adding pressure to his own grip on that bony upper body while enjoying the outright war their tongues were having by this point. Sometimes Cronus would try and take control and then it would flip, and neither was willing to break for air. It didn't even take long before he had popped another boner so soon. And this time it was much harder. And bigger.
Eventually Kurloz couldn't hold his breath anymore (not to mention the other thing pressing against him that was equally distracting) and yanked his head back to gasp for air. A trail of saliva connected their mouths before it broke as he panted.
They had a brief break for air before slamming their mouths together once more, continuing the tongue war. He could feel the boner pressing against his leg and he ground against it, already hard himself.
Cronus gave a very loud and very needy moan into the kiss when he felt the friction against his erection, breaking the kiss once more to give the loudest and sultry moan so far while his face lit up a bright tomato red and he clung to Kurloz for dear life. This was something he had never done before and the sensations and needs were so new that he wasn't sure what to do.
And though kissing was the easy part, it was going beyond that that the boy feared the most. He could talk shit, act like he had the ego of his father and more confidence than the most handsome person in the world but that was not the same thing compared to a person's first intimate moments. Oh no, those were delicate situations no matter who you asked. Even if Kurloz hadn't given a single shit his first time, this wasn't the same. Because where he could not care what someone did to his body or how it happened so long as he could get off and enjoy himself, Cronus was not wired the same. He feared intimacy with just about anybody, because in those moments he knew he would be the most vulnerable, open and defenseless against the person he had opened himself up too and the slightest thing had the chance to go wrong. And if that just so happened to be the case, well… Cronus wasn't sure what he would do.
As shitty and desperate as it sounded (not that he was desperate because let's face it, the Ampora had the sex drive of a fuckin' rock) he trusted Kurloz to be his first for more than one reason he sure as shit wasn't going to share any time soon. So when that harsh kiss continued, and he found himself slamming lips together, sucking on tongue and biting the soft fleshy skin of those bruised lips, he moaned, and he moaned oh so loudly while that thick throbbing erection of his was rubbed and caressed and fondled, only making it that much harder and desperate for more attention to get the sweet release he'd had just moments before with his first orgasm. Oh, the sweet bliss his body went through.
It was clear enough he wasn't the only one needing this and true enough that Kurloz needed it much more desperately than Cronus himself but, if there were anyone and any time he would choose to lose his virginity it would be here and now. With his worst enemy in the entire world and itself, Kurloz Makara. Cronus finally broke the kiss, panting heavily and already coated in sweat as he gazed into those deep purple eyes, the erection between his legs struggling to keep in the boxers that seemed just too small for something so large.
"Kurloz, if I gave ya one fuckin' chance to either finish this or end it right here right now an' walk away, which offer would ya take?" he asks softly, swallowing heavily and licking his lips one last time, the taste of that clown douchebag still on his tongue.
Kurloz panted, trying process the question. "You mean... Are you fine with with?..." He hurried to answer before Cronus changed his mind. "Yes of course I'll finish this." That being said, he moved so that he was on top. "But just in case... I know I am an asshole and that most of the time we can't stand each other, but if at any time you want me to stop, just say so okay?" With that he brought his lips back down on Cronus' as he hooked his fingers under the waistband of Cronus' pants and slid them down to reveal all his glory.
Kurloz broke away to look at the sight of it, swallowing. The thing looked bigger than it had felt earlier. And it was already secreting pre-cum. Kurloz moved so that his mouth was inches above the head, smirking teasingly. He locked eyes with Cronus', and proceeded to lick up the shaft to the head, keeping a purposely slow pace.
The kiss itself was intense enough but also showed Cronus' hesitation and nervousness to do this. He had never done it before and was actually trusting Kurloz not to fuck him over almost literally, though the fucking part sounded pretty nice not to lie. He stared down at the man between his legs, flushing a heavy red and swallowing hard as he licked his lips. But the second the tongue made its way up the shaft of his cock Cronus lost it. He jerked his head back into the pillows as a very loud and needy moan left his lips, hands gripping the sheets of his bed until his knuckles were white. The pleasure pulsing through his body only made his cock ache more as he spurted pre-cum onto that beautiful tongue, body shaking while he begged for more.
Kurloz licked over the head and put it in his mouth. He listened to the sounds Cronus was making with approval as he took more in, and lifted his head up, flicking his tongue around the head. There was a lot of dick to be had, and he didn't know if he could fit all of it into his mouth (despite having no gag reflex). He went back down, taking more in. He felt the head hit the roof of his mouth. Kurloz raised his head off to lick the saliva covered cock before going back down. It was almost enough to hear Cronus moan and beg for more.
The cries and whimpers left his lips garbled into moans as Cronus arched his back and threw his head back into the pillows, mouth agape while he clung to the pillow under his head. It was almost too much, his abdomen flooded with heat while the muscles in his body tensed with the strain of trying to keep still let alone quiet, oh god it just felt all too good.
Yet, Kurloz stopped before Cronus could come. The best part was yet to come (ha) but the greaser would have to be patient for that. Kurloz left a hickey on Cronus' inner thigh, enjoying how much the other squirmed as he did so. "You wouldn't happen to have any lube would you? Lotion would also work," Kurloz asked, his voice hoarse from sucking dick.
When Kurloz pulled off Cronus opened one eye, face flushed and panting like he'd run a marathon. "I-i don't know...um...b-b-but there's a few bottles in the closet outside in the hallway..." he stuttered, looking away and swallowing hard. Was Kurloz going to...?
Kurloz nodded and got up, licking his lips and wiping his mouth. "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."
He left the room and came back few minutes later with a bottle under his arm, rubbing his hands together. "That's some good lotion. Guess you can afford the stuff without additives, hm?" he smirked, faux mocking his own bloodline. He threw the bottle on the bed and got back on.
"Now as much as I would love to just take you without prep, Karma is a bitch and I would prefer to not get on her bad side. So just let me know when you are ready. And by the looks of things," he chuckled, "that's not going to take very long." He took the bottle and lathered his fingers up well. "Spread your legs," he ordered.
There were just so many things going on right now and Cronus couldn't think to save his life between Kurloz being so deliciously dominant, the bottle in his hands and then those slick fingers hovering so close to the ass he knew would be filled soon enough. With no other word the Ampora spread his legs and gripped the sheets, biting his swollen bottom lip and blushing horribly as he does what hes told, watching his enemy closely. This was probably going to hurt, there was no point in lying. Especially since both men were larger than average and Cronus was a total virgin. he was going to be very much tight.
"J-just go slow…"
Kurloz nodded. He might of had an inkling that Cronus was a virgin, despite all his swagger and attitude. This made him have some sympathy, or pity rather, towards the other.
He pushed his finger against the tight entrance. Thanks to all the lotion on his finger, it slid right in for the most part. There was some resistance given how tense Cronus was, and Kurloz knew that couldn't possibly feel good. "You know, tensing up like that is only going to make this more painful. Try to relax," he urged.
When the muscles around his finger loosened, he moved. Kurloz slipped it in and out, hooking it until he slipped the other one in. He waited for Cronus to adjust before moving his fingers again, in and out, finger fucking the greaser before him, taking his time in preparation.
He scissored his fingers once; twice, before adding a third. He moved them around as if searching for something. He knew it existed somewhere in these warm caverns. Kurloz felt his fingers brush over something and smirked at the loud, needy moan he got from Cronus. "Think you're ready now?" he asked, teasingly circling the spot.
Cronus was panting hard, still somewhat shaky as he gave a nod. This was probably going to hurt but he knew that if Kurloz did anything he wasn't supposed too, his ass would just be meeting the head of this family soon enough so. "T-try it," he said softly, reaching up to jerk Kurloz down rather forcefully into an intense lip biting, tongue battling kiss.
In the midst of such a brutal and heated kiss, Kurloz managed to slide his fingers out of Cronus and slip his dick in their place. He was vaguely aware of Cronus breaking the kiss to gasp, and the pain the nails digging into his back caused. Although both were wonderfully arousing.
Once he was fully sheathed, he waited for Cronus to adjust. His dick was bigger than his thin fingers, so it would be quite a stretch for the virgin beneath him. He panted, "Tell me when you're ready." For all of his Satan worshiping, crazy mime ass douchebaggery, Kurloz had a shred of human compassion for the greaser. He hated how much he cared for the other, and yet, it felt pretty damn nice to care.
After the pain was gone, the Ampora bit down on his lip, dug those nails deeper and uttered the words.
"Move."
He never thought losing his virginity would go like this, that he would be the one taking it rather than giving let alone that it would go to this piece of shit on top of him. Maybe one day he'd return the favor. And as much as he despised admitting it, there was a layer of caring for Kurloz that he had gained over the years of their constant clashing whether for good or bad. There is no one else he would have chosen for this moment.
Kurloz nodded, his dark eyes locked on the violet ones in front of him. He began to slowly pull almost all the way out. And then slip back in with a groan. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath, "You're so tight. Ah, shit!" He kept a steady, almost painfully slow pace. Half because it was Cronus' first time and half because he wanted to hear him BEG. Beg for Kurloz to go faster. Beg like a needy little bitch. Kurloz wanted nothing more than to pound Cronus' ass into the sheets. To release all the tension and hatred and rage he'd built up over this man for years. Now he had the pleasure of being the one to take the greaser's virginity, and he was going to make it worth a second time.
Kurloz may only be thinking about pounding his ass into the sheets and absolutely ravaging that body with all his pent up anger and rage but all Cronus could think of was that cock going deeper and deeper into his ass as he moaned loudly like a total slut. He just couldn't stop, the noises left his lips entirely on their own as his body quivered and he tightened his grip around the clown. But it didn't take long for that slow pace to become not enough, for Cronus to need more, a stronger faster harder pace.
"F-faster, Kurloz ya need to go fuckin' faster," he stammered out, panting heavily and flushed in the face while trying to rock his tight ass on that thick dick. He just wanted more and there was no way he was going to beg. Not to this guy.
Kurloz chuckled, thoroughly pleased by the needy moans emitting from the other. These were the noises he'd longed to hear only his dreams, not that he'd ever share that with Cronus. Not that he'd ever give himself away to be that needy. He ignored the other's pleas for him to speed up, saying a simple word in reply.
"Beg."
Cronus would know what he wanted. And upon hearing the desperate as fuck request to be taken all the way, Kurloz himself would be lost in the pleasure of fucking this virgin ass to hell and back. Cronus would just need to let his pride go first.
Cronus narrowed his eyes and growled, still flushed in the face as he dug his nails into the mans back hard enough to leave deep grooves. Kurloz groaned at the pain, but it only served to make him more aroused and an even bigger tease.
They were going to get nowhere at this rate, and there was the risk that Kurloz would just pull out if he refused to beg for this and yes while Cronus had way too much pride to beg like a bitch, his ass was starting to hurt with the lack of movement with a dick that big in his ass for the first time. So he had no other choice. Swallowing heavily, he took a shaky breath and tried to move his ass just a bit, trying to come off as more needy which didn't take long when that spot was hit again and he gave another moan.
"N-nngh just fuck me already Goddammit Kurloz!" he finally begged, trying to ride just a little more before going entirely slack, literally giving himself to this pompous piece of shit.
It was a lame sort of beg, but Kurloz took what he could get, slamming into Cronus forcefully with no warning. He sighed so hard it turned into a growl and buried his face into Cronus' neck as he pounded into him, letting off his own moans. Cronus was so tight and warm and beautifully submissive in the best of ways that Kurloz was completely losing his mind. He shifted slightly, knowing by the greaser's cries alone that he'd found that spot, and focused on hitting that spot only. He could tell that Cronus was close. Kurloz was not that far off, one could tell by how he released moans without a care. It'd been so very long since he'd had his dick in something so warm and tight.
The immediate pleasure was almost too much and no matter what, he couldn't quiet his own moans while Cronus practically begged both for him to stop because it was fairly rough for his first time but also to keep going. The pleasure was so much that he felt like sobbing, clinging to Kurloz as he felt the heat build in his abdomen and the oncoming orgasm make his body quiver.
"K-kurloz s-stop!" he cried out, getting so very close to that peak the more that long dick hit his special spot but at the same time it hurt. His ass ached, the man was being so rough pounding him in the ass so hard that the entire bed was shaking.
Kurloz's mind was hazy and filled with only a desire for release. He hardly recognized the sound of Cronus' cries, until he heard a note of fear. It had to be fear, either that or the wrong kind of desperation. Guilt clawed at the back of his mind, reminding him of his promise. Though he longed to keep going - release was so close - Kurloz ceased his actions. He focused, panting, on Cronus, eyebrows furrowing in confusion and concern. "What?" he asked, "What's wrong? Was that too much?"
Cronus didn't say anything more, biting back the tears gathering in his eyes like a fucking baby. He wasn't going to come off as a child to this man so he shook his head a bit. "J-just go slower, you can keep goin' deep just not so fuckin' hard," he snapped, deciding to deal with the pain of this all later. He'd just let them both finish and kick the asshole out of his house. It was still early afternoon anyway so he was sure Kurloz had somewhere to be.
"Oh. Okay." Kurloz started up again, keeping a hard, but still relatively gentle rhythm. He felt the earlier guilt wash away with the pleasure that rose up. "Is this okay?" he panted.
It still hurt like a bitch but Cronus gave a nod, biting his lip as his dick twitched and ass tightened around that thicker cock which didn't help the pain. He gave a cry but passed it off as a moan, mumbling that he was getting close again and begged Kurloz to keep abusing that spot over and over again because it felt so close. "A-are ya close yet?"
Kurloz panted heavily and nodded, unable to speak. Even having stopped didn't stop him from falling away from the climax that was sure to happen any second now. He buried his face into Cronus' neck and bit the skin. He was so close, oh so close. He sped up, moans flowing freely.
The friction was amazing despite the pain but Cronus still needed that last push and the bite to his neck from Kurloz was just what he needed. With a loud cry of pleasure and an arch to his body while it quivered, Cronus had his first orgasm and it was a hard one. He came several strands that shot between them both and got everywhere, perfectly creamy rather than sticky and chunky. And the more Kurloz thrusted into his ass the longer it continued.
Kurloz shuddered as he released, his joints locking him in place. The tightness that clamped around him was what brought over, and as he unloaded into Cronus, the euphoria caused his vision to go white for what felt like an eternity.
All of a sudden, his limbs felt like jelly, and he collapsed on top of the other, releasing a long, shaky sigh. He felt relaxed, sedated even, pleasantly unaware of the protesting (no longer a virgin) greaser underneath him.
Cronus groaned and shoved Kurloz out and off of him, rolling onto his side and wrapping his arms around himself while he goes silent to brood. It hadn't really been noticed before but there were small drops of blood on the sheets from his ass which was still bleeding just a bit. He paid it no mind though as he winced and got up, grabbing a towel on the floor to cover himself while he limped to his bathroom to take a shower. This pain was going to kill him now that the pleasure was gone and he swore to God a cold shower better help.
Kurloz, however, was too far gone to realize much. He was vaguely aware of Cronus getting up and leaving. And moments later hearing running water. He breathed deeply, feeling pretty good. Something in the back of his mind was bugging him, but he paid no attention. He was lost in thought. Remembering every little detail, before his mind blanked and he was brought back to reality.
Something was wrong. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something was flashing Def-con 4. Was the guilt of having gone too rough coming back? No, it was worse. It was as if... No...
Kurloz rolled out of bed, standing (and almost falling) on shaky legs. He hunted for his boxers and slipped them on. He found his shirt and pants and put those on too. He was tying his shoe laces when he heard the water shut off, and began to panic. It wasn't that he was worried about the other hating him for how he behaved, they already hated each other. He wouldn't mind a lecture. It was the blatant order to get the fuck out of his house. To not come back. The dead eyes, sparking in anger, void of any indication that what had went on had been pleasurable. That's what he feared the most. He hurriedly finished tying and bolted from the room before Cronus returned. He ran down the stairs, almost tripping, and was out the front door all within five minutes.
It wasn't until he got home that he realized he'd left his jacket back there.
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TA-DA! There's chapter whatever the fuck. Updates should be happening more regularly after my classes end for the semester. Later!
