This is the longest chapter in the history of chapters.
Tight ass Pete and Trancy the menace have a lot of stuff to sort out after all ;)
Enjoy~
"I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a hot-gushing, butt-cramping, gut hosing orgasm."
― Chuck Palahniuk.
Chapter 7
"Ciel, I mean it… I'm fucking sorry."
Ciel had been hearing those same words over and over ever since he arrived at school. It was getting pretty old by now and the male was beyond exasperated.
Therefore he just pretended not to hear the blonde rather than argue, but that only lasted for two minutes. Ciel barely had any patience left and his temper was too hot to ignore the continuous strings of pleas and apologies he was peppered with.
"Just go away."
Not more than a day had passed since Ciel had received the heartbreaking texts from Alois and it was obvious that the blonde was beginning to feel a massive amount of desperation. A part of him felt pity for Alois, but all of his resentment still remained. Ciel could never see himself forgiving the blonde, no matter how many sweet words he would shower him with.
"Ciel, please, would you just listen to me?"
"Why should I?" Ciel sighed as he sat down on the bench beside his bag in the crowded locker room. The smell of sweat and old socks were ever present, the low chatter quite comfortable to focus on instead of giving his attention to the begging blonde.
"You fucking know I'd never treat you like that if I had known who you were!"
Alois stood in front of Ciel in his gym clothes – a tight, pink tank top and small black shorts. He was flailing his arms in frustration, completely ignoring the prying stares from the students around them because he was at his limit. If he didn't win Ciel back soon he was sure that something would break inside of him.
The blonde had been bugging Ciel even more since yesterday, and now, after their last class—P.E.—he'd been absolutely obnoxious which had the smaller male so vexed that he couldn't keep himself from snapping.
"Do you really think I want to have anything to do with a person who treats anyone like that?"
Alois lost his train of thought for a moment, a little taken aback by Ciel's words. What the other boy said made sense, which made the blonde even more desperate to convince Ciel that he deserved a second chance.
"Look, I ca-"
"Kiss my feet." Ciel was fed up; he had run out of every ounce of patience he had left so in the heat of the moment he came up with the perfect way to entertain himself.
Alois raised his eyebrows, looking at Ciel with shock and confusion written all over him. "What?"
Ciel gave the blonde a sly smile, leaning back against the locker behind him with his arms hanging loosely over his lap. He was having fun.
"If you want my forgiveness… you should start by. Kissing. My. Feet."
"Are you crazy? What's wrong with you? I'd die before I kiss your filthy feet."
The other boys in the room went to shower and changed around them, but Alois and Ciel just kept bickering. As far as Ciel was concerned, there was no one else in the room but the two of them.
"Too bad. I thought you wanted me to forgive you."
Alois groaned loudly and glanced over to the eavesdropping boys with a frown. Sweat was accumulating on his forehead, his heart hammering against his ribs as he considered Ciel's words. A big part of the blonde was scolding him for even thinking about obeying—to stoop so low—but the part of him that desperately craved the other's forgiveness fought ferociously for dominance inside of him.
"You can't be serious? You really want me to… Ciel please, isn't there something-"
"No. Put those foul lips on my sweaty toes and suck – do that and I'll consider forgiving you."
A sneaker lifted from the floor and Ciel wiggled it around as he smirked at the other male.
"You're sick. Sick. You can't really ask me to do this. I wasn't that bad to you!"
"You almost raped me, you fucking psycho."
"I wasn't going to do it, I told you that! I just wanted to scare you. I mean-"
"Whatever," Ciel muttered as he glanced over at the last boy in there with them, watching him grab his bag and head for the door. "We're all alone. No one will see you. You should consider yourself lucky I'm letting you off this easy. Now get on your knees."
Malicious blue eyes fell to the floor, giving it a quick nod to show the blonde where he was expected to position himself. Ciel then raised his blue orbs to meet Alois' aggravated gaze with a smile.
"I'm fucking leaving. Seriously, this is just too much," the blonde declared as he grabbed his bag and began walking towards the exit without having taken a shower or even changing back into his regular clothes.
"Do as you please, but if you leave this room, I'll never look at you again. You won't exist for me. You'll never have existed."
Alois halted mid-step, upset and frustrated as he inhaled to calm himself before turning around. Actual tears were burning in the corners of his eyes when he murmured, "You can't just erase me from your mind."
"Are you deaf?! I'll never look at you again. Never," Ciel repeated emphatically, leaning forward and clutching his thighs in a rough manner.
"Ciel… please, don't say that."
Ciel let out a snort. "Why do you even care anyway?"
"Don't you get it? Isn't it obvious that I'm in love with you?!" Alois yelled, waving his arms to amplify his revelation as he took a step towards the other male.
Ciel flinched at those words and his voice almost shook as he spoke between clenched teeth, "No you're not. You're just a spoiled and twisted little boy – you have no concept of love."
"Why would I go through all of this to get your forgiveness if I wasn't in love with you? I've been in love with you since day one. You are the only fucking person I care about!"
"You're so full of shit. If you really mean what you're saying, if you really want my forgiveness – then you know what to do."
"FUCK! FINE! I'll kiss your fucking foot. Happy?" With quick steps, the blonde made his way over to Ciel and got down on one knee. Alois raised the lean leg in front of him with pursed lips, not giving the other as much as a glance.
Ciel had both shock and amusement mingling on his face; he had never thought that Alois would actually go through with it.
Without another word, the black sneaker was pulled off, revealing the damp sock underneath. The blonde cringed before curling one finger around the hem of the cotton, pulling the garment down as slow as he could to prolong the inevitable. The male's tiny toes finally came into view and as much as Ciel tried not to look too smug, a smirk still found its way onto his lips.
"Go on, kiss it." Ciel wiggled his toes in Alois' face and the blonde snarled in response.
"I really fucking hope this proves I'm not lying to you," Alois growled, his face contorting in disgust as he leaned in and pecked the top of the small foot.
"You call that a kiss? That's how I kiss my grandma – are you my grandma?" Ciel snickered.
The deepest sigh you could ever imagine left Alois' lips and he stared up at the smaller boy, clenching his teeth in irritation.
"I did what you asked me to, I fucking did it. You said you'd forgive me!"
"I asked you to suck on my toes, didn't I?"
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS?!"
"Just do it. It's just us here, no one will see you crawl on your knees in front of me – your reputation is safe." Ciel chewed on his bottom lip to keep himself from laughing. He didn't consider himself to be a particularly cruel person, but this was just too fun to end.
Alois sighed again, shutting his eyes in defeat because he couldn't refuse; he had to allow himself to be degraded. It wasn't the easiest task for such a conceited boy as Alois, who was used to always being at the top of the food chain, but he would swallow his pride... this once.
The blonde took a firmer grip, almost digging his fingers into the delicate skin when he realized that Ciel was actually allowing him to touch him. The thought made Alois thrilled even in this demeaning position and one deep breath later he had taken the tip of Ciel's big toe in his mouth without even thinking about it. The salty taste of sweaty skin met the blonde's tongue and the initial sample made him shiver in disgust. Alois had to keep himself from pulling away and he did it well because he was determined to obtain Ciel's forgiveness.
Alois fought fiercely to keep his position and inhaled deeply through his nose – and that's when his eyes snapped open.
When the blonde took in that air, getting to truly smell the boy he craved so much, Alois surprised himself by taking the whole toe in his mouth. Another deep breath followed as he swirled his tongue, tasting Ciel almost greedily in an attempt to take in as much of the other male as he could. If this was all he was going to get, Alois would damn well make sure he'd make the best of it.
Ciel pursed his lips and clutched the bench with shivering hands; watching the blonde devour his digit and feeling that tongue on his skin… it had his heart racing against his will.
Ciel's body was betraying him completely and he was slowly but surely going into panic; this wasn't what he wanted.
The point of all of this was to humiliate the bastard who had made his life a living hell, but Ciel couldn't keep his body from reacting to the touch. Heat was spreading from his foot and up his leg and his breathing was becoming heavy enough to almost give away what he was feeling. Ciel tried to will his heart to slow down and every exhale was being forced to come out slower than his lungs wanted them to. He was determined not to show Alois just how much he was enjoying this.
Because he was really enjoying it.
Ciel was so hard that he could feel it everywhere. His erection was almost taunting him where it rode up perfectly against his lower abdomen, hidden by his loose gym shorts.
Once again, Alois had managed to get him aroused and Ciel was so annoyed that he almost spat him in the face.
Ciel recalled yesterday afternoon, where he, without an ounce of shame, had used the blonde's appearance as a means to get off. Watching him now, and feeling his mouth on him was both aggravatingly pleasant and utterly intoxicating. Ciel's cobalt orbs were locked on the other as he lost himself in the sensation and suddenly all he could see was his Alois – perfect, breathtaking and so... close.
No. That stupid shit is not my Alois.
Ciel mentally slapped some sense into himself. There was no way he wanted anything to do with the blonde in front of him... No way. He absolutely did not want his hands on him and he certainly didn't want to touch his legs. No, not at all.
Ciel couldn't move.
Fuck.
Without Alois' intent, his fingers grasped the sensitive skin harder. His other hand lifted from Ciel's knee to wrap around the smaller boy's ankle as he let the toe slip from his mouth. There was a heat in the blonde's eyes as he licked his lips, meeting Ciel's gaze for not more than a second before giving the male the alluring show of swallowing another digit. Alois smiled to himself when he felt Ciel tense up and a very satisfying reward for his actions soon followed.
Great mortification rushed over Ciel as he heard himself breathe out a small, inescapable moan. Having the blonde so hungrily lapping and sucking on him, kneeling before him, following his orders, was truly one of the hottest things he had ever experienced.
Alois raised his head in slight surprise as he flicked his sleek muscle over the small toe, letting it circle the soft little thing.
"You like this," the blonde teased with a smug smile, just waiting for an outburst from the male he was tasting.
"No, I don't!" Ciel spat in vexation, but no matter how much he wanted to, he wasn't able to move his limbs. "But you seem to – you're lapping at my foot just like the pathetic dog you are."
Alois let out a small laugh. "Don't tell me you've forgotten… you're my bitch, remember?"
"Tsk, look in the mirror. You're my bitch."
Ignoring the last words from the fuming male, Alois nibbled at the delicate skin and once again slipped the digit between his lips to suckle and tease, keeping eye contact with Ciel the entire time. Alois felt like he had won the lottery when he watched the other male's jaw tense and how creases were forming on his forehead from holding it all in. Ciel had made a big mistake by giving this command.
The blonde lifted the petite foot, gently placing it on his shoulder before he traced the inside of the extremity with a salacious tongue. Needy hands stroked up and down the thin calf and frail knee, taking the opportunity to slide over as much skin as possible.
Sweltering spots where Alois left soft pecks made a trail along Ciel's long muscle as maddeningly soft lips made their way up his leg.
Ciel remained quiet; it was impossible for him to speak. He knew that his voice would crack, or come out as a moan, and he refused to embarrass himself further.
Mentally, he tried to will his arousal away, scolding himself for enjoying this so much – but it was his Alois touching him. Anger, need for revenge, humiliation… they all fell away as the boy a big part of him still cared about was kissing his skin. But, his pride remained.
"Stop," Ciel managed to blurt out.
"I don't want to stop."
"What? You don't-"
"Do you remember what we used to talk about? How we used to tell each other how much we wanted to be in the same city, in the same room. Well, I'm sitting here now, between your legs. Please just-"
"Fuck you. FUCK. YOU. You have no right to bring that up. You're not the person I thought you were," Ciel seethed, anger seeping into his veins yet again. "You're vicious. You're fucking evil!"
"You were supposed to forgive me," Alois reminded the other before gently placing his lips on the side of Ciel's knee.
"I fucking cared about you!" Ciel snatched his leg back and sat up straight, careful to hide what was poking out behind his shorts. "You're sick. I fucking hate you. I could never forgive you!"
"I licked on your fucking toes. What the fuck, Ciel. What else do you want from me? I'll do anything you want!"
"I don't want anything else from you. I want you to leave me alone."
"Do you really hate me?"
"Yeah. I really hate you. Now get out of my sight. Never fucking talk to me again." Annoyance and frustration was written all over Ciel as he averted his gaze.
"Let me kiss you."
Ciel immediately snapped his head back to look at the blonde again. "What?"
"I promise I'll never bother you again, just… just let me kiss you. Just once."
Ciel's heartbeat quickened. "Why would I ever do that?"
"Just see it as something to seal the deal with, okay? I just want one kiss, and then I'll leave you alone for as long as you want me to."
Ciel's mind floated off; the offer was so tempting in so many ways. The taller boy—the subject of his affections—was asking him for a kiss. He would finally get rid of the pest that was Alois Trancy if he did so, but at the same time he would do something that he had been dreaming about for over six months – something that could break his whole composure.
Letting out a shuddering sigh, the blue haired boy stared at Alois' peerless form. The other's facial features were tense; his brow was furrowed, his blonde hair a mess and a flustered flush painted his porcelain cheeks in a faint scarlet hue.
Alois grasped Ciel's thighs in anticipation and nervousness; the touch was rough and far too intimate and the smaller boy wanted to react, to push him away, but he couldn't. His composure, as it seemed, was easier to break than he thought. Ciel could try to deny it, and God knows he wanted to, but truth be told – he wanted that kiss too.
"Okay, one kiss. And make it qui-" Ciel finally decided, barely managing to get all of the words out before Alois' mouth was on his own.
The instant the two boys touched lips Ciel could've sworn that sparks were flying between them. It was like this moment was the one that everything had been building up to – the first and last time they would be this close in order to end it all.
Ciel got so lost in the way his mouth was being tasted that he didn't realize how his hands flew up to clutch the blonde's t-shirt at the front. His shivering fingers curled around the fabric as if he was desperate to hold on to his sanity.
Blue locks were seized when Alois caressed Ciel's neck, intensifying the kiss even more as he pulled the other closer. Eager tongues were slipping around each other, stroking and lapping as teeth tugged at lips and fists tightened in hair and cloth.
Despite the obvious want for one another, Ciel eventually came back to reality and pushed his small fists against the blonde's firm torso. He carelessly attempted to shove Alois away, not sure if he really wanted to.
"Trancy… s-stop kissing me," Ciel murmured against the other's mouth, but Alois kept his position, using his tongue to play with his bottom lip. "Stop… STOP!" Ciel finally burst out, this time pressing hard enough at the blonde's chest to separate their faces. "You... you got your kiss. Now leave me alone."
Pale hands fell from mussed hair as Alois tilted his head to fixate sky blue on the floor beneath his feet. Two long seconds passed before he sighed and rolled them up towards the other male's face again. The blonde's breaths left him in soft pants, lips glistened, cheeks were deeply flushed and a gloomy darkness clouded his eyes as he met Ciel's gaze.
"Yeah sure… I'll leave you alone. Let's just forget about all of this, all that we had," the blonde said in a shuddering tone before he managed to pick himself up a bit. "I'll just… shower and leave I guess…"
"Yeah, I'll be gone by then. I don't want to get naked with you. I want us to ignore each other from now on, is that clear?"
"Sure, whatever," Alois muttered as he rose to his feet and turned his back to Ciel, removing his tank top and shoes in an annoyed manner. While Ciel was shoving his things back inside his bag, the blonde snaked out of his shorts before he wrapped a towel around his waist and turned to face the other male one last time.
"Bye Ciel."
Ciel ignored him as he fiddled with his bag, putting his towel back when the blonde walked towards the large shower room. The long, slim back disappeared as Alois entered and the smaller boy halted his movements for a short second as he watched, not quite sure why he felt the need to.
The thuds of bare soles against a wet floor were the only sounds that could be heard through lingering steam and stifling air as the blonde made his way over to one of the benches along the walls. The white tiles and fluorescent lights made the room look almost clinical but the smell of adolescent teens took that feeling right away.
After getting rid of his towel, Alois snatched his soap and slowly strolled over to one of the showerheads with his head held low.
Pallid fingers turned the water on and the blonde just stood there, shivering as he let the streams of warmth run over his back. Squeezing his eyes shut, he leaned forward with both his hands pressed against the cold tiles.
"Fuck… fuck…" the blonde almost whimpered, his words low in volume and filled with anguish. The only person he ever truly cared about wanted absolutely nothing to do with him – he realized that now.
Alois had never felt a stronger urge to cry.
"Trancy… did you really mean what you said?"
Alois jumped and almost slipped, letting out a shriek as he stumbled and tried to regain his balance. "What the fuck, Ciel! You scared me half to death! I thought you were going home?"
"Well I changed my mind. I want to know if you really meant it. Are you really in love with me?" Ciel asked from the doorway, one hand clutching the frame, the other holding up his black towel.
"How is that even a question? Isn't it obvious? I didn't fucking mean anything I did to you! I would've never done that to you if I knew who you were."
Surprisingly soft eyes blinked before the smaller boy stripped, clumsily throwing away the fluffy cotton which landed in a heap on the floor below the bench. With a shrug Ciel moved his feet, stepping towards the showerhead in the other end of the room to turn on the water as he muttered.
"But you did… and you do it to others. You have a fucking problem." There was resentment in Ciel's voice, no doubt about it, and the blue haired teen had to start soaping himself up just to keep himself from getting angry again.
"YEAH MAYBE I DO! So what?!" Alois spat, arms flailing and chest heaving. "You hate me – you think I'm a monster. Why are you even talking to me? We are supposed to ignore each other."
Ciel froze up for a second because he didn't have an answer to give; he was just as confused by his own actions as Alois was. "Yeah but I… I just wish you hadn't…" Ciel started, turning around to face the other and by now he had no way to rein in his emotions. "You're a fucking psychopath! You made me... I FUCKING LIKED YOU!"
"You did?" The blonde inhaled shakily, his eyes and tone devastated and desperate as he pleaded, "But… Ciel… please. Just try to forgive me! I'm fucking begging you!"
"I can't."
"Remember when we talked about going on trips together? Remember how we always used to tell each other good night? I don't want to lose you. Please!"
Neither of the boys realized that they were slowly moving towards each other; each spoken word brought them closer and closer to one another, like the frustration and anger was drawing them together like magnets.
"I hate you."
"Please."
Closer.
"I fucking hate you."
"Ciel…"
Closer.
"I hate you…"
One long second of silence passed, blue eyes staring and heartbeats rising before they both collided in a bruising kiss.
Lips smashed together, tongues pushing in and out in a feverish manner as hot, quick breaths got mixed together. Teenage fingers found wet strands of blonde and blue as the two boys devoured each other with all the desire they had built up over the months.
Ciel felt like hitting himself. He had been so determined not to break, not to let his feelings take over, but here he was, rolling his tongue with Alois' in the most heated way imaginable. It was like he had always dreamed it would be, maybe even better, and now he had no way of holding himself back anymore.
Every muscle was shuddering and Ciel wouldn't have lied if he had said that he'd never been this excited in his entire life. Still, the resentment he felt towards the blonde was indeed still present.
"You're not in love with me…" Ciel mumbled into the kiss, in such a haze that he almost felt drunk.
Alois tensed at the accusation and grabbed frail shoulders to slam Ciel up against the wall, causing a small yelp to pass the other's parted lips.
"Shut the fuck up," Alois exclaimed after he abruptly broke the kiss, looking at the blue haired boy with hurt clouding his otherwise sparkling blue orbs. "I'll even prove it. I'll walk straight out of here and never touch you again, just to prove to you just how much you mean to me."
"No. Alois," Ciel panted. "Fuck me."
The blonde blinked. "What?"
"Fuck me. Fuck me as my Alois."
Alois stood frozen for a few seconds with a dumbfounded expression, barely able to comprehend what the smaller boy was telling him to do.
When he didn't get a response, Ciel turned around, pressing his front against the white tiles with a low huff. He presented his wet, naked body invitingly as he spread his legs and pushed his ass out.
"I'm your bitch," Ciel murmured as he glanced over his shoulder to give Alois a look to show him just how serious he was.
The blonde's eyes went wide, mouth falling open and heart thumping as he stared at the other boy. "Cie-"
"Fuck me right now or I'll convince my parents I need to transfer schools."
"Alright, alright! But you've never done this before!"
"Since when do you care…?" Ciel muttered almost inaudibly as he averted his gaze for a few short seconds. When he returned the blonde's stare again his face was stern and determined. "I want my Alois to be the one who does it. Just fucking do it!"
Alois let out a faint laugh and shook his head in sheer bemusement. He had the toughest time in the world keeping himself composed as Ciel spread his lean legs in front of him, bending over further, causing the plump cheeks to separate just slightly. A light rain of water started pouring over the smaller male as he accidentally nudged the nob next to him, making his skin glisten and look even more alluring. The blonde dropped his jaw in utter shock over the deliciously lewd picture before him, heart hammering and fingers shivering.
The sight was enticing to say the least, but no matter how much Alois liked what he was seeing, he was still confused by the other's behavior. Despite Ciel's words, the blonde wasn't sure if he was being serious, but not a thing in the world could keep him from placing his hands on that tantalizing waist.
"Are you really sure?" Alois asked as he rubbed circles over Ciel's skin, the tips of his long digits glued to the wet warmth. With hungry eyes locked on the fine curve of Ciel's arched back, the blonde licked his lips while imagining every delicate inch of the wanton male being bitten, kissed and brutishly claimed by him and him alone.
"Want me to change my mind?!" Ciel growled and released a deep sigh before murmuring, "Just fuck me so I can forget about you…"
A pang of pain shot through the blonde and he almost whimpered to let some of it out. He was immensely hurt by those words, but he couldn't get another syllable out. Alois had the boy of his dreams naked in front of him, commanding him to please him. There was just no way he could keep himself from complying. His cock was already hard as a rock and dripping, but despite his own arousal he did his best to oblige and be the same nice, angelic boy in real life as he was on Kik.
Light kisses were being placed on Ciel's spine, the blonde's lips making their way down one vertebra at a time. Alois' eager hands slowly stroked Ciel's waist up and down, feeling every bump of bone, every inch of milky white and impossibly soft skin.
Ciel let out small moans and gasps, every touch sending lustful vibrations through him. He even pushed his ass out further, lightly rubbing his backside against the hardness twitching between the blonde's legs.
"G-god you're big." The words were low in volume and spoken almost in disbelief because even if Ciel had seen Alois' cock before, now feeling it gliding over his cleft made it that much more overwhelming. He wanted that mass getting pushed deep and hard into him; he had fantasized about feeling that stretch for far too long and just that simple smear of precum over his virgin hole made his dick twitch and throb between his legs.
"Fuck I need you," Alois whispered over one of the two barely-there dimples above the plump globes of flesh he was grinding against. The blonde almost felt as if he was vibrating within, his need for this particular individual far too strong and the strain of keeping his motions gentle nearly unbearable. "I've waited so long for this."
In the steamy room, the two of them panted fervently, getting completely lost in their activity. Lips brushed over wet skin, hands explored every part they could reach, and the blonde was going crazy. He needed more, he needed to taste and bite and tear apart, he needed all of-
His Ciel.
Taking a small step back, Alois finally slid his palm through glittering beads of water and glided between soft mounds to rub his skilled fingers over Ciel's puckered hole. Round tips gently massaged the untouched area before the blonde teasingly let his digits dance lower to play over the sensitive skin of Ciel's balls. With hungry eyes fixed on tempting skin, Alois never let his mouth stop moving over the smaller boy's back, letting nails and fingertips scrape and prod between parted cheeks.
Shuddering breaths left Ciel at the maddening feel of lewd digits in such a place. Even though it felt really good, he was desperate for more and just as he was about to open his mouth to voice his wishes, Alois used his free hand to reach around his skinny waist and grab his swollen cock.
"Ngh!"
The blonde dragged his tongue over a bumpy spine, lapping up the moisture as he slowly pumped the hard flesh in his hand. "You know that I am Alois... I didn't just make that person up."
"Aah… y-yeah you did. Alois was a kind fucking person!"
The blonde retorted in a low and somber tone, "I'm not all mean you know... can't you tell? I'm not acting. This is all me."
Slender fingers squeezed and stroked in an agonizingly slow and gentle way while the other set of digits slid higher to rub small circles over Ciel's tight entrance. The male's body trembled with frustration but he couldn't decide whether to start humping Alois' fist or grinding against the fingertips teasing his ass.
"Yeah keep… hahh… telling yourself that."
Alois raised his torso and stood up straight. "I'll prove it to you – I will."
"Yeah good luck with that," Ciel muttered, irritated that the blonde refused to shut up and by the tenderness of his touch. "I'm getting bored. I thought I told you to fuck me?"
"But I want to take it easy on you – I want to prepare you properly and make you feel good."
Ciel's impatience grew. "That's not what daddy would do."
"Oh, you want daddy? In that case…" Alois purred before he without warning slipped one wet finger inside of the other male. "But you're wrong. Daddy wants you to be comfortable."
"Uugh… fuck," Ciel moaned, a shuddering sigh escaping him as he finally got a feel of what it would be like to be filled. "W-would Trancy want me to be comfortable?"
This was the first time Ciel had ever felt anything like this. Even if he often dreamed of getting rammed, he had yet to try it on his own. There was really no good reason as to why he had refrained from doing so, and now that Ciel's insides were stroked and pushed against he cursed himself for never trying it before.
The sensation was strong enough to make him sweat.
"You're talking about me like I have a split personality disorder. I care about you and no matter how you twist it I want you to feel good." Alois let his digit slide out with the last word, the soft spray of water pattering against their bodies as he added a second one. He carefully pushed both fingers past the ring of muscle, feeling around inside of the male as he thrusted them in and out.
"Ahh, shit… well then get on with it, I don't have all day." The vexation grew in Ciel as the palm rubbing him was moving way too slow and his ass was not being widened fast enough for his liking. He needed more and he needed it now.
"So fucking impatient," Alois murmured as he released Ciel's cock and pulled his fingers out, only to replace them with the dripping thing between his legs. "This is going to hurt. Water isn't exactly the best lube."
"I don't care – just do it." The side of Ciel's flushed face pressed against the wall as he braced himself, his thin legs quivering as he parted them further.
Cloudy eyes locked on the boy in front of Alois as a strong hand latched onto a narrow hip. His other hand was wrapped taut around his own length which he carefully pushed past the stretched opening, a breathy moan escaping the blonde as the tip slid inside.
"F-fuck nnngh fuck Alois..."
"Relax."
"Shut... uh... up."
Alois hadn't lied when he said it would hurt; Ciel even had to cover his mouth to keep himself from screaming out loud when the blonde pushed his heavy dick so deep that he thought he would break in two. Ciel's other hand balled up into a fist against the tiles and he huffed out his agony, trying his best to stop his muscles from tensing too much. He was already panting hard by the time Alois had managed to get two thirds of his cock inside of him.
"How does it fee-"
"Just stop… talking."
"Can I-"
"Yes… ah… move."
Sharp fingernails bore into the fine skin of upper thighs, both of the male's holding their breaths as Alois pulled out almost entirely. Water dripped from their bodies and wet locks stuck to rosy cheeks, lips parting to gasp in the air their lungs had been denied as the blonde sunk into Ciel again.
Skilled hips slowly swayed back and forth as Alois stroked those thighs with all the sweetness he had in him, being as gentle as he possibly could with his motions. Tight walls squeezed his rigid cock, and he couldn't keep small moans from escaping him as he leaned down once again to kiss the exquisite skin of Ciel's back.
Alois wasn't usually this… nice… and it was quite a struggle for him to be so mild, especially when Ciel felt so incredibly good. But he was determined to be the boy that Ciel was asking for; he wouldn't mess this up for anything in the world.
Ciel was being stretched to capacity, each exhale a whine as teeth clenched and eyelids pressed together. He could feel every inch pushing in and out, and he couldn't decide if he liked it or not. It was both painful and... odd.
Thirty seconds later Ciel whined louder, the sound practically the same as before but an expression for an entirely different feeling. The ache was fading and the palms pressing against the wall slid down an inch; he was beginning to have a hard time keeping himself in position as he finally started to feel good.
"Mmnn you're so fucking tight." The blonde picked up some pace when he deemed Ciel relaxed enough, listening intensely to how his pained whimpers turned into sounds of pleasure.
"Aahh ngh fuck." Ciel was beyond feeling any discomfort by now – this was something else. Every time Alois thrusted into him, a deep, intense sensation rushed over him, and he found himself pushing back against that big cock in an attempt to get it deeper inside of him.
"Hahh h-harder," Ciel breathed, but even if the blonde obliged and used more force he was still so… gentle.
"Baby, ah..." Alois moaned, his length sliding in and out of the clenching hole as fast and hard as he could without causing Ciel more pain. Teeth were gritting and the blonde was almost shaking from pleasure and from fighting the incredibly strong urge to just slam so viciously into the other that he would beg him to slow down. Alois kept telling himself that he didn't want to hurt Ciel, but he was almost losing it. In a means to distract himself, he pressed his lips against Ciel's back again, focusing only on the skin in front of him.
"Trancy… nghh… Trancy…"
"Please don't call me that. I'm your Alois, remember?"
The tenderness in the kisses and the softness in the other's touch were maddening. There was a conflict in Ciel; he thought about the sweet boy he had spent one half of a year getting to know and he was definitely the one handling him now. The other side of the blonde teen—the overbearing, brutal menace—also lingered fresh in his mind and no matter how much Ciel despised his own brain at that moment, he had to realize that this wasn't how he wanted to be fucked.
"Haah… no. I want—ah! TRANCY! I want Trancy to fuck me!"
A low growl thrummed in the blonde's throat at the command. His whole being was calling out to him, telling him to roughly slam into the boy, to hurt him – to make him squeal. Was that really what Ciel wanted? Would he even be able to keep himself from complying?
"SHUT UP!" Alois shouted, desperately trying to hold on to the rarely shown, sweeter side of him.
"Just… do as I fucking tell you, you good for nothi—aah—ugh—nn!"
The smaller boy cried out as the impossibly large cock was being pushed into him with enough force for him to get his ribcage squashed, forcing the air right out of his lungs. Skin collided, the lewd smacking filling the room as the blonde fucked him hard and rough, just like he wanted. But to Ciel's disappointment only a few thrusts were delivered and the strained cock was removed from his loosened hole before he'd barely gotten a taste of the rush he was seeking.
As the heavy thing slipped out and bounced in the stifling air, long fingers curled around a narrow ribcage to violently spin Ciel around. Everything went fast as palms ran along streams of water, and the smaller male had no time to react as strong hands grasped the underside of his thin thighs. Ciel was easily lifted, skin and bones crashing against the tiles and he instinctively took hold of the other's lean shoulders as a shocked squeal was pushed out of him. Two pairs of blue eyes met, only a split second passing before Alois brutally shoved his dick inside of Ciel again.
"AAH!"
"Are you saying you want me to hurt you because I don't fucking want to! But I will fuck you like the little slut you are, if that's what you're asking for."
"Y-yes… fuck me, keep going—ngh!"
Alois almost lost all control, baring his teeth as a low growl made his throat vibrate. Muscles tensed and hips snapped as he complied with Ciel's wish, and with a lick of his lips the blonde began pounding into his ass so rough that the male's back was sliding up and down the wall.
"You want me to fuck your tight little ass hard? Is that what you want, Pete?"
"Mmnn yes!"
"Then I want to hear you beg."
"F-fucking dog…"
"Oh? I didn't quite catch that? Did you perhaps call me a dog?" Alois went slower, smirking teasingly at the aggravated teen in front of him.
Sharp nails dragged over protruding shoulder blades as Ciel spat, "Y-yeah! A FILTHY FUCKING DOG!"
Alois barely hissed at the pain before giving the other a truly convincing pout. "That's too bad."
Glittering drops fell from light strands as the blonde bore his gaze into Ciel, looking smug enough to receive a growl. The blonde slowed down so much that his thrusts were practically non-existent, the length of his wet shaft sliding in… and out.
"I can't recall you being this cheeky on Kik."
"Yeah well I didn't show you every side of me either! Now fuck me before I grab my dick and make this ride a hell of a lot shorter than you want it to be."
"If that's what you want, then that's what I suggest you do." Alois jerked his hips, almost getting balls deep before going still again. He repeated this agonizing treatment, giving thrust after thrust, but moving so slowly that Ciel whined in frustration.
"I don't—ugh! …think you know who's… nn… holding the cards here," Ciel spat between moans of pleasure. "Do. As. I. Say or I will never talk to you again. Is that really so fucking hard to—ah! …to understand?"
Alois completely froze up for a few seconds like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Every muscle tensed and his vision nearly turned black because if there was something the blonde didn't respond well to it was threats. There was murder in his glare when his mouth finally opened to seethe, "You little shit."
"UGH T-TRANCY, AH!"
You could believe that Alois was furious by the way he began slamming into Ciel's tight hole but the wide grin stretching from ear to ear gave his true feelings away. Every snap of those powerful hips was ruthless and delivered without any regards to Ciel's health, pressing that frail form harder and harder against the wall. The blonde reveled in the pained cries that filled the steamy room, his eyes rolling back and his eyelids fluttering.
"Is this what you want, huh? You want me to hurt you? Don't fucking try to take it back, you shitty piece of low-life scum."
Ciel banged his small fists against Alois' chest as he practically screamed.
"You'll get Trancy. You'll get all of me. Don't try to take it back now."
Alois was quickly losing it; the thrilling rush Ciel's anguished noises caused to run through him completely overpowered his mind. He wanted to break the other in two, he wanted to watch Ciel cry and beg him to stop – but he never did.
Ciel kept struggling and emitting sounds of torment but not once did he tell Alois to stop. Instead, he voiced a completely unpredictable complaint.
"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT YOU UGLY FUCKER?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE A PSYCHOPATH!"
Alois' nostrils flared and he pressed his lips together for a split second before shouting, "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU HEAR ME?!"
Soaked strands fell over angry brows as the blonde tilted his head to sink his teeth into the delicate skin of Ciel's neck; he was animalistic in the way he abused the flesh, brutish enough to nearly draw blood. Alois was frantic, so deliciously enraged and wild – and he loved it.
"NGH! YES, KILL ME—FUCK!"
They were both lost in it all, focusing on nothing but the way they were consumed by the other. The smell of teenage boys, the sticky, humid air, the moans and grunts of two males fucking like there was no tomorrow – it was a sight fit for sinners.
"Uuh fuck you feel too g-good." The blonde kept thrusting into the other boy, giving him the roughest pounding he'd ever given anyone before, not caring in the slightest if Ciel were to limp for the rest of his life after this. It was a wondrously thrilling feeling to claim and control and Alois was so aroused by it that he had to divert his thoughts to unpleasant things to keep himself from coming right then and there.
"A-ah shit!" Ciel's sore thighs were now marred from the nails digging so deep that they would surely leave bruises. He was dizzy from pain and all kinds of pleasure; Alois' cock was buried so deep inside of him that it felt like his insides were shifting and the otherworldly sensation had him crazy enough to curl his fingers around the other's nape and claw.
This, this, was what he wanted.
"You better start touching your tiny piece of shit dick," Alois snarled against Ciel's neck before biting him so hard that his vision went black for a second. A cry ripped through the hot air, the smaller boy shaking violently as he tried to will his limbs to move.
Shivering fingers wrapped around the hard shaft riding up Ciel's belly, pumping in time with the vicious thrusts. He was certain that he'd never experienced anything as exhilarating as he was right now, but when the blonde angled his hips differently, Ciel was quickly aware of how wrong he was.
"GOD OH F-FUCK!" Alois' dick found a spot inside of him that nearly had him seeing stars as it was pushed into by a leaking tip and the mind-blowing sensation practically took him to the edge in seconds. Ciel's whole body was tensing and he tilted his head back, moaning so loudly that his throat was getting sore.
Ciel was aching, his skin was burning and every muscle he possessed was tingling.
"Nn, h-hah!" Lean limbs were trembling as Ciel stroked and squeezed the sensitive flesh in his hand. His movements were sloppy and lacked any rhythm, but it didn't matter. Warm drops splattered between them as Ciel came, mixing with the water running over their bodies.
Alois didn't have to look at Ciel to know what was happening to him. Every glorious inch of his manhood was being squeezed to the point where he was on the verge of joining him. Huffing, the blonde gave a few more thrusts but he eventually had to stop himself because he didn't want to come yet.
Alois quickly pulled out of Ciel and put him down on wobbly legs, pinching the base of his cock to keep his release at bay. The blonde knew exactly what he wanted and Ciel barely had time to find his balance before he was brutally pushed to his knees.
"Get the fuck down, you disgusting little shit."
With practically no energy left, Ciel quietly complied. His frail knees, just as flushed as the rest of him, slammed onto the slippery floor with a low thud. He was panting as he gazed up at Alois with glossy eyes, not at all surprised when the blonde suddenly gave him a malicious smirk.
The slippery tip of Alois' cock met Ciel's parted lips as he rubbed the precum over the plump little mouth. The wrecked male was a mouthwatering sight indeed, the satisfied blonde humming at the image as hot breaths were huffed out over his reddened slit. Alois was most certainly enjoying himself, taking his time to coat Ciel good before he suddenly smacked him over the lips with the stiff flesh.
"You're so... quiet. You like being treated like trash, don't you? I just had my dick in your ass and now I'm rubbing it all over your mouth and you ain't saying shit."
"Give it to me..." was all Ciel mumbled before he lewdly opened his mouth wide to welcome the heavy cock in front of him.
Alois slapped his dick over the willing mouth several times as he mockingly chuckled. "Filthy. Begging for my cock like a god damn slut. Who could blame you though, I mean look at-"
"God, are you going to fuck my mouth or talk about your greatness? You better choose fast because I'm getting bored."
Alois flashed his teeth for a short second before he seized a chunk of Ciel's hair in a fierce grip.
"You want it so bad, hm? Then fucking take it. Take all of it," the blonde said in a threatening tone before he shoved his cock down Ciel's throat deep enough to make him gag.
Desperate, muffled coughs echoed through the room as Ciel's hands flew up to try and push Alois away. Truth be told, he didn't want the blonde to stop, but his body was protesting against the treatment and acted on its own accord. In actuality, Ciel wanted nothing more than for the other to handle him without any care at all. The little display earlier, where Alois had kissed and caressed him almost lovingly had forced Ciel to discover that being touched in such a gentle manner only served to vex him.
Blue locks were yanked on to pull Ciel back and forth as the blonde whacked his hips into his face. A rough tongue glided over thick flesh as a narrow throat was abused by a swollen tip. Teeth dragged and eyes were tearing up as Ciel did his best to draw in frantic breaths through his nose.
As brutal as it may have looked, every moan that came from the two boys were purely out of satisfaction.
Just as Ciel was starting to get lightheaded from the air he was denied, Alois swiftly pulled his cock out, humming in delight. The coughing boy clutched his bitten neck with one hand while the other fell to press against the floor, a string of saliva hanging from his lip as he collected himself from a fuck way too rough for most people to handle.
"Aah f-fuck…" The blonde gave his dick a few quick jerks, moaning huskily as he painted Ciel's deep red face with thick, white liquid. Ciel should have been prepared, but he was far too busy sucking in well needed breaths to think about anything else. Instinctively, he shut his eyes when he felt the first warm drops land on his cheek, too exhausted to figure out if he wanted to protest or if he actually liked what Alois was doing.
Small sounds of pleasure came from the blonde, who pressed down on the flesh in his hand, skillfully milking his cock of the last of his release. He was licking his lips as he gazed down at Ciel, who looked more delectable now than he ever had; covered in cum like a wanton whore.
"Oh wow... Look at that. Beautiful."
"F-fuck you Tra-" Ciel began but he was shockingly cut off when the blonde got down on his knees in front of him with his wicked tongue hanging out, making him look just like a huffing... dog.
That slick muscle rolled all over Ciel's face, collecting every string and bead so ravenously that the male could do nothing but sit still and wait for the blonde to finish.
"That's the most disturbing thing I've ever seen anyone do," Ciel sneered as the blonde slowed down. "Oh, and thanks a lot for covering me in spit."
Alois let out a dumb laugh as he playfully flicked his tongue over Ciel's chin, tasting the last of himself before he let his wet muscle roll around in his mouth to savor the flavor.
"Hah... you won't say that once you get a taste." Alois gave the other male a satisfied grin before he leaned in to claim his lips. He was not prepared for Ciel to move away and cover his pouting mouth with his wet fingers.
"Don't even think about it," the blue haired boy snarled before hesitantly removing his digits from the blonde's face.
The two males stared at each other, both sitting on their knees with their hands in their laps. One was annoyed and the other gloomy and confused as he opened his mouth to protest.
"But... I want to kiss you."
"And I want a fucking Ferrari. No more kisses. I've had enough of your irritating mouth."
"W-what?"
"Didn't you hear me?"
"But I thought that this... that we-"
"Well you thought wrong, Trancy. Give me the fucking soap so I can clean away your filth."
The blonde silently did as he was told and Ciel snatched the soap from his hand before he tried getting to his feet, groaning in pure anguish. He could barely stand, his ass and lower back so sore that he had no idea how he would be able to walk out of there.
Alois watched him closely with concern evident on his face. "Ciel... are you doing this because I was so rough with you? Did I hurt you?"
"Yeah you fucking hurt me. I can barely even move."
The blonde quickly got to his feet. "But you asked me to!"
"That's not the fucking reason!"
"Then why?"
Ciel ignored Alois, focusing instead on cleaning his face before he went around turning off all the showers. When he was done, he approached the blonde with a smirk.
"All I wanted was to fuck. That's all."
"But... have you forgiven me?"
"No way in hell." Ciel limped his way over to where his towel was, starting to mindlessly dry himself when the soaked blonde suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Cie-"
"Shut up," Ciel said in a tired tone, handing the blonde his towel. "I want you to be quiet. Is that something you're capable of?"
"But I-"
"Quiet."
"Just liste-"
Delicate fingers curled into fists and Ciel snapped, "Shut your whiny whore mouth and get the FUCK out of my face. Now."
Snatching his arm back, he walked away from Alois to get dressed in the locker room.
"NO! I won't shut up!" the blonde called out from behind him but Ciel completely ignored him. He reached his bag, the blonde following him and standing beside him as he began dressing himself.
"Ciel, why are you doing this?"
Fabric ruffled as Ciel hurried to put his clothes back on. He kept ignoring the blonde but he could feel his icy orbs burning into him and staring him down. His dark hair dripped on his black t-shirt but he didn't bother to dry it because he couldn't wait to get out of there as soon as possible.
"Please Ciel, just listen to me," Alois pleaded as he got up to Ciel's side, sitting down on the bench beside him as he was lacing his boots.
"No… I already know what you have to say and quite frankly – your words bore me."
"Please…"
"Hah… can you be any more pathetic?" Ciel mocked as he grabbed his gym-bag and headed towards the door. Right as he was about to exit, he glanced back at the miserable blonde with a dark gleam in his eyes.
"Thanks for a great lay. Good bye… Alois."
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