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isaiah nodded, feeling his heart beat fast, feeling it in his ears. he removed his fingers from his asshole, wiping the excess lube from his fingers onto the bed sheets underneath him. his legs remained spread apart, giving chuck a clear view of his puckered hole. he didn’t think of questioning it, even as he looked at the males thick, big cock and wondered how it could fit, he knew chuck would know best, and if he wasn’t stretched properly, it would be a pain that turned to pleasure. the second he felt the head of his cock catch on his rim, he sucked in a breath, already feeling his body heat up with want. his toes curled as the male pushed in further, filling him up fully, for a second he watched, then shut his eyes, letting out a breathy moan. he would be more than happy to do nothing and let the male fuck him hard, stuff him with a hard cock until he was sore. isaiah almost whined at the difference when chuck pulled out, but didn’t have time before he was in again. he wrapped his legs around chuck’s waist, wanting to keep him in and deep. isaiah didn’t do much to kiss him back, only moved his lips slowly, he wanted to be dominated so bad by him. “daddy, fuck me harder daddy,” he breathed.

Chuck let out a muffled groan as he felt the smaller boy’s limbs wrap around his waist, pulling him in closer–and keeping him buried within the small boy’s ass. “So fucking tight,” Chuck snarled under his breath, his tattooed hand settling firmly on Isaiah’s hip. The site of Isaiah wrapped around him, eager to milk his cock was too much. Rolling his hips slowly at first, Chuck arched his angles as he finally began to fuck into the smaller boy, his pace starting slow but quickly becoming faster–Chuck aiming his thrusts to strike deep within Isaiah, aided by the pull of his legs around his waist. “Feel so fucking good baby,” Chuck groaned out roughly, rolling his hips harder and faster with each thrust he could muster.

isaiah’s body felt on fire, further ignited with each roll of chuck’s hips. he tightened his legs around chuck’s body, forcing his cock deeper, he wanted to be able to feel nothing else besides it hours from now, sore and wrecked. he wound his arms around chuck’s neck, pulling him down and closer. isaiah raised his hips, rolling them with each of chuck’s thrusts, it felt so good to be filled with something other than his fingers or a dildo, something connected to a fucking hot male. “yes daddy, fuck me fuck me,” he breathed, “fuck your pretty boy.”

“i think they’ve got people to clean up after any messes. what a horrible job that’d be.”

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“I mean, maybe they found some people that just really love cleaning out cum stains,”

“i guess that’s a possibility. dunno who though. even when i’m the one making the cum stains, i still don’t wanna clean it out. maybe it pays well?”

#paisley #d

isaiah loved the reaction that he was getting from chuck. he was small, a little inexperienced and at times naive, but he knew how to open himself up in ways that drove people crazy - if they were watching. the fact that he was making the male so hard sent more pleasure to his cock. he bit down on his lip, shoulders relaxed and head tipped back as he brushed the spot he got the most pleasure from. he removed his finger, taking the bottle of lube and drizzling it over all his fingers and his hole, adding two more fingers this time instead of one. as he fucked himself on three fingers, stretching his hole, he moaned out. “gotta stretch myself properly, daddy,” he said breathily, “wanna fit your big cock in me.”

Chuck inhaled sharply–watching Isaiah was a total sight. Not just one, or two–three fingers, total. There he was, fucking himself like a pro, just prepping himself for the main event. “I think you’re ready baby.” Chuck murmured, reaching for the lube as he squeezed some out into his hand, stroking his cock as he spread the lubricant over his length. His tattooed hand gripping at Isaiah’s waist, he pulled the boy down towards him, his tattooed hand moving to give himself a few more pumps. Aligning himself against Isaiah’s puckered hole, he pushed his hips forward–daring to tease the smaller boy as he sank into his ass inch by inch. “How’s that feel?” Chuck cooed, leaning down to capture Isaiah’s lips in a heated kiss. As he felt himself bottom out into Isaiah, Chuck pulled himself almost completely from the boy, rolling his hips lazily as he pressed back into him an inch at time. He was savoring the feeling of Isaiah’s ass wrapped tightly around his cock, not quite ready to start fucking him into oblivion. The other was going to have to beg if he wanted it like that.

isaiah nodded, feeling his heart beat fast, feeling it in his ears. he removed his fingers from his asshole, wiping the excess lube from his fingers onto the bed sheets underneath him. his legs remained spread apart, giving chuck a clear view of his puckered hole. he didn’t think of questioning it, even as he looked at the males thick, big cock and wondered how it could fit, he knew chuck would know best, and if he wasn’t stretched properly, it would be a pain that turned to pleasure. the second he felt the head of his cock catch on his rim, he sucked in a breath, already feeling his body heat up with want. his toes curled as the male pushed in further, filling him up fully, for a second he watched, then shut his eyes, letting out a breathy moan. he would be more than happy to do nothing and let the male fuck him hard, stuff him with a hard cock until he was sore. isaiah almost whined at the difference when chuck pulled out, but didn’t have time before he was in again. he wrapped his legs around chuck’s waist, wanting to keep him in and deep. isaiah didn’t do much to kiss him back, only moved his lips slowly, he wanted to be dominated so bad by him. “daddy, fuck me harder daddy,” he breathed.

fuckignethan

“Surprisingly, this place doesn’t smell as much like cum and daddy issues as I thought it would,”

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“i think they’ve got people to clean up after any messes. what a horrible job that’d be.”

isaiah just looked up at him, listening obediently to him, soaking in everything he was saying. he was flexible - physically and otherwise - so when chuck told him his plan, he could help the pleased hum that came from his lips. isaiah let out a louder moan when his clothed cock received attention, raising his hips up off the bed to cause friction. he didn’t like to admit that he was a desperate person - not that there was anything wrong with that - but once they started going, isaiah wouldn’t be able to stop. he craved to be touched. he lifted his legs as chuck removed his jeans, making it easier for him, he was now fully naked in front of the older male, dick hard against his stomach. he kept himself propped up on his elbows, watching hungrily as chuck undressed himself. he licked his lips, wanting to see him naked. the dick in front of him was bigger than his own, thicker, and it made his head dizzy just thinking of having it inside of him. stretching him, pounding relentlessly into him. he knew chuck wouldn’t disappoint him. isaiah bit his lip, then took the bottle of lube and nodded. “of course daddy.” he popped the cap, drizzling a large amount onto his fingers. he was still open from last night when he’d fingered himself, but just to be safe. isaiah spread his legs open wide, slowly teasing his hole with one finger, and eased it in. “do you like this daddy? do you like seeing me open myself up?” he asked, half through a moan.

Chuck bit down on his bottom lip as he watched the smaller boy begin to press into his ass, a jolt of heat running down Chuck’s spine. He stroked his cock lightly, enough to give himself just a little bit of relief, but nothing that was going to get him off. That was going to be Isaiah’s job–if he wanted his dick so badly, Chuck was going to give it to him: gladly. “Fuck,” Chuck murmured under his breath, his eyes completely trained on Isaiah’s hole–and the magic that his fingers seemed to be working. “Like it? Love it. Wanna be inside you so bad, baby.”

isaiah loved the reaction that he was getting from chuck. he was small, a little inexperienced and at times naive, but he knew how to open himself up in ways that drove people crazy - if they were watching. the fact that he was making the male so hard sent more pleasure to his cock. he bit down on his lip, shoulders relaxed and head tipped back as he brushed the spot he got the most pleasure from. he removed his finger, taking the bottle of lube and drizzling it over all his fingers and his hole, adding two more fingers this time instead of one. as he fucked himself on three fingers, stretching his hole, he moaned out. “gotta stretch myself properly, daddy,” he said breathily, “wanna fit your big cock in me.”

isaiah couldn’t help but move his hips towards the older male. he loved to be handled roughly, craved to be dominated. he did have a small body, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t take a dick like a champion. his dick continued to harden inside his tight jeans, the feel of his rough fingers on his smooth skin igniting his body. “yes daddy,” he nodded submissively, watching the male as he walked backwards, falling onto the bed when the back of his thighs hit the mattress. “which way do you want me?”

Chuck moved to straddle the smaller boy, flashing a grin at how quickly he curled up into a submissive ball. “On your back to start with, wanna see your face.” Chuck said with a soft smirk. “But I’m going to take you a few different ways–really make sure you get your work out.” His tattooed hand palmed over Isaiah’s crotch, clearly feeling the arousal evident in the smaller boy’s jeans. “Let’s get these off, babe.” Chuck undid his jeans with ease, slowly pulling the tight jeans down the boy’s skinny legs. Chuck wasted no time in removing his own shirt and jeans, his eyes trained on Isaiah as he palmed himself through his boxer-briefs, his thumbs slipping into the elastic as he slid them down his own lanky legs, his own cock springing from it’s prison as he situated himself between Isaiah’s legs, reaching for the lubricant on the bedside table–passing it to Isaiah as he gave his cock a few languid strokes. “Wanna see you stretch yourself for me, babe. Can you do that for me?”

isaiah just looked up at him, listening obediently to him, soaking in everything he was saying. he was flexible - physically and otherwise - so when chuck told him his plan, he could help the pleased hum that came from his lips. isaiah let out a louder moan when his clothed cock received attention, raising his hips up off the bed to cause friction. he didn’t like to admit that he was a desperate person - not that there was anything wrong with that - but once they started going, isaiah wouldn’t be able to stop. he craved to be touched. he lifted his legs as chuck removed his jeans, making it easier for him, he was now fully naked in front of the older male, dick hard against his stomach. he kept himself propped up on his elbows, watching hungrily as chuck undressed himself. he licked his lips, wanting to see him naked. the dick in front of him was bigger than his own, thicker, and it made his head dizzy just thinking of having it inside of him. stretching him, pounding relentlessly into him. he knew chuck wouldn’t disappoint him. isaiah bit his lip, then took the bottle of lube and nodded. “of course daddy.” he popped the cap, drizzling a large amount onto his fingers. he was still open from last night when he’d fingered himself, but just to be safe. isaiah spread his legs open wide, slowly teasing his hole with one finger, and eased it in. “do you like this daddy? do you like seeing me open myself up?” he asked, half through a moan.

“however you want to, daddy. as long as it’s hard and rough.”

Chuck dared pull the smaller boy closer to him. His tattooed hand groped roughly at his waist, eager to tear away at the fabric that was separating Chuck from his bare skin. Tearing his shirt off and over his head, Chuck let his calloused fingers run up Isaiah’s side, grazing the skin roughly. “Bed, now.”

isaiah couldn’t help but move his hips towards the older male. he loved to be handled roughly, craved to be dominated. he did have a small body, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t take a dick like a champion. his dick continued to harden inside his tight jeans, the feel of his rough fingers on his smooth skin igniting his body. “yes daddy,” he nodded submissively, watching the male as he walked backwards, falling onto the bed when the back of his thighs hit the mattress. “which way do you want me?”

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“i want dick. i want your dick. i wanna be fucked. pretty straightforward.”

Chuck flashed a smile. “Yeah? And how do you want me to fuck you, pretty boy?”

“however you want to, daddy. as long as it’s hard and rough.”

“you’ve never been called daddy before? i’ll call you daddy if you call me baby? or whatever you want to call me, i don’t mind.” he smiled as the male came closer, but then it faded again, “i don’t know, i’m somewhat skilled. but back to the undressing part, would you like to do it, daddy?”

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“Sure, baby, anything you want princess,” he mumbled in a low tone as he bit his bottom lip. “Mhm, I’d love that. Seeing you strip slowly, looking so pretty for me.”

isaiah could feel his dick harden slightly in his tight jeans, heart fluttering a little at all the pet names. “i’ll do that for you daddy, of course,” he murmured somewhat innocently, taking his jacket off slowly and dropping it to the ground, “you think i’m pretty, daddy?” he asked.

#lucifer #d

“i’ll work as long as something is promised in return.”

“Whatever you’d like, pretty boy. Just tell me what it is you want.”

“i want dick. i want your dick. i wanna be fucked. pretty straightforward.”