It was a normal day in the Edd house. Birds were singing, the bees were buzzing, the sun was out. What a nice day.
Tom and Tord had gotten into a fist fight. Matt had tried to break them up, but got roughly pushed out of the way and his mirror broken. Edd was out of the house, taking Ringo to a pet store for a halloween costume.
Tord had thrown Tom onto the coffee table, breaking it in half.
"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID, ASSHOLE!" Tom got up, pointing to the broken table.
"It would've been fine if it wasn't for your fat ass, jehovah." Tord wiped the blood running from his nose.
Matt was crying in the corner, holding the shards of his broken mirror like it was his child, "You two better clean this up before Edd comes ho-home," he sniffled.
Tom and Tord looked at each other, panicked.
Suddenly they were friends now, quickly cleaning the house like they had just had a party and their parents were coming home.
God forbid Edd gets mad. He usually had a lot of patience, but piss him off and you're a dead man.
The two bloodied boys were about halfway through with cleaning when they heard keys jingling outside. They rushed in a panic. They haven't even gotten to the living room yet, and it was the worst out of all the rooms.
They hurried to the living room, picking up the broken table, but it was too late.
Edd had walked through the door, holding Ringo in a pumpkin outfit. He stopped mid tracks when he saw the table smashed in two. He gently set down his little pumpkin, letting her walk away before slamming the front door closed.
"What. The hell." Calm as can be. Oh no.
Tom looked to the side, avoiding eye contact. Tord started stuttering, trying to explain what had happened.
"They were fighting. Tord threw Tom on the table," Matt broke through, walking to the kitchen.
"What? I'm not gonna lie to him." Matt shot his hands up in defense.
"Thank you Matt," Edd said calmly. He looked back at the two standing in the living room, "After you two clean this up, go to your rooms and I'll have a word with both of you."
The two nodded, slowly starting to clean up the pieces of wood scattered on the carpet.
Tom tried bending down to pick up a half of the table, but realized he couldn't. His back was in pain.
He quickly stood up, finding another way to pick up their mess. He chose to squat down, but it still hurt. Not as much as bending, but it still hurt.
His face pinched in pain every time he squat down. And Edd had noticed.
Once the two were done with their mess, Tord had dismissed Tom so he can vacuum.
Tom painfully walked up the stairs and into his room, quietly closing the door behind him.
He layed on his bed, on his stomach, waiting for Papa Edd to come punish him.
He heard Edd already talking to Tord downstairs. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but he knew what was happening.
After a few minutes, everything got quiet. That's when Tom knew that he was next. He felt like a child, waiting in their room to be punished by their parent.
He heard Edd's heavy footsteps getting closer to his door. He quietly embraced himself for what might happen next.
Edd opened his door, closing it behind him.
Tom kept his head down, staying quiet and still. Maybe if Edd thought he was sleeping-
A harsh slap was delivered to Tom's ass. His head jumped up, looking back at Edd, who stood with his arms crossed and a glare.
"Sit up and face me." Edd's voice was deep and stern. It honestly made Tom blush.
Tom sat on the edge of his bed, facing Edd. He looked down, avoiding eye contact with the man towering over him.
Tom's blush became a deeper red when Edd said his name. He looked up at him, softly biting his lip.
Edd crouched down so they were face to face, "If you two break any of the furniture over something so stupid again, I'll have your ass on my wall. Do I make myself clear?"
Tom felt his pants getting tighter. Edd smelled so... sexy.
Tom nodded, moving his hands between his thighs so Edd wouldn't see his erection.
Edd retreated back to his normal, happy self, "Great! Take off your shirt and let me see your back."
Tom's black eyes widened, "What? No!"
Edd's voice got low again, "Did I fucking stutter? Take your shirt off, Tom."
He jumped at Edd's voice being so stern, but boy did it turn him on even more. Now he wanted to argue to keep Edd in his room, then maybe he can jack off later to Edd's voice.
"I don't think so, Edd." Tom smirked.
Edd quietly glared at the smaller man below him.
Edd quickly gripped the bottom of Tom's hoodie, pulling it over his head.
Tom shrieked from the sudden attack. He covered his arms from the chill in the room.
Edd shook his head, tossing the hoodie aside and going for Tom's shirt next.
Tom curled himself into a ball on his bed, swatting away Edd's hands.
Edd pushed him back, but tom uncurled himself and tried to crawl away.
That's when Edd did the unthinkable. He gripped Tom by his waist, pulling him towards him. His crotch smashed into Tom's ass, causing Tom to gasp.
He tried again to squirm away from Edd.
"You better be still before I pull your pants down and smack your bare ass."
Tom stilled, blushing immensely at Edd's words.
There he was, staying still in a doggy style position, his whole face red, letting Edd slide his hands up his shirt and take it off. Did I mention that Tom was incredibly horny?
Edd tossed his shirt on his hoodie, looking at his back. It was bruised straight down the spine and going onto his tailbone.
He ran his fingers on Tom's spine, pushing down and feeling for any bumps.
Tom jerked and whined, trying to move away from Edd.
Tom went still again, remembering what Edd had said earlier. He didn't want him to see his erection. Or know that he turned Tom on.
Edd's hands went lower down the bruised spine, stopping at the tailbone. He used both hands, wrapping his fingers around Tom's waist and pushing his thumbs into the bruising.
"Ah- ow, Edd!" Tom sprang forward.
"Alright, that's it." Edd pulled Tom's pants down to his knees, leaving his ass bare for him to see.
He noted how soft and plush Tom's ass looked.
"Wait, Edd-" Edd gave Tom a harsh smack across his ass, making Tom jump and cover his mouth.
He smacked again, making Tom jump again. He noticed Tom closing his eyes and his facial features softening.
Before Edd could deliver a third hit, he noticed something. Tom was hard and dripping precum.
"You're not supposed to like this, Tom." Edd delivered the third smack, watching Tom's cock twitch in excitement.
"S-Sorry..." Tom was completely embarrassed.
Edd sighed, thinking of a way for Tom to not enjoy it. That horny fucker.
"What if I..." Edd gently slid his finger over Tom's puckering hole.
Tom gasped, looking back at Edd, "Wh-what are you doing- ah~!"
Edd slid his finger into Tom, gently fingering him before adding another.
"You like this, don't you?"
Tom bit his lip, looking down in shame. Of course he liked it, why wouldn't he?
"Answer me, Tom." Edd smacked Tom's ass again, moving his fingers around inside him.
"Y... yes.. I like this."
"Do you want more~?" Edd's voice was starting to become seductive.
Tom thought for a moment. Did he want more? Well, it was better than having a lonely jack off session later. But he hasn't slept with Edd before. He's only hooked up with Tord.
Edd's fingers hit Tom's prostate, making him gasp, throw his face into the bed, and moan.
Edd smirked, hitting it again, making Tom moan more.
"God, Edd please fuck me~!" Tom moaned into the sheets.
Edd took his fingers out of Tom and took off his own pants. He teased Tom's hole with the tip of his dick, causing Tom to whimper and moan.
Tom quickly pointed to his bedside table. Edd slid the drawer open, pulling out a bottle of lube. He put a droplet onto his finger and rubbed it around Tom's entrance. Then he coated his cock in the lube, making sure to get it slippery.
He set the lube aside, taking his cock into his hand and teasing Tom's entrance again.
Edd slowly pushed his dick in, causing the smaller man moan and grip the sheets.
Once he was fully inside of Tom, he didn't give him time to adjust to his size. He started ramming into Tom, hitting his prostate with each thrust.
Tom's mouth gaped open, tears welling in his eyes. It was painful, but felt so good, and he was loving it.
Edd leaned forward, wrapping his hand around Tom's neck and pulling him back a little.
"You like wrecking the furniture? I'll make sure you don't walk for a few days."
Tom moaned at Edd's threat. He never knew Edd could be so rough.
He grabbed his own cock, jerking himself off, overstimulated by the pleasure from both ends.
Edd took his hands off of Tom's throat and gripped his cock. He started pumping his fist at the same pace he was thrusting, making Tom go nuts.
He could tell that he was close.
Edd gripped the base of Tom's cock, not allowing him to cum.
"Uh-uh. Little Tommy isn't cumming today." Edd started panting as he was ramming into Tom.
He started getting close himself. He was panting and becoming sloppier with his thrusting. He made sure his grip didn't leave Tom's cock though.
Edd rested his head on Tom's bruised back, breathing heavily and lightly kissing it.
His thrusts became slower as he came inside Tom, filling him with his warm juices.
Tom moaned at the warmth that invaded his rear. He felt Edd pull out, but his hand didn't leave his base.
"Edd, please~! Let me cum."
Tom begged and whined, earning a harsh slap from Edd again.
"No. Bad boys don't get to cum."
Well, shit. Looks like Tom was going to have a lonely jerk off session after all.