Lucas howled as the thick cock splitting his ass raked over his prostate. Again. “Fuck Luc! Keep it down willya?” Tony stilled, mid thrust, to clap a hand over Lucas’s mouth. “People’ll think I’m killin’ ya in here.” Lucas pushed back in an attempt to drive Tony’s cock deeper. “You are killing me. Jesus, would you move!” Tony snickered, “You’re such a little slut. The moment I saw you I knew you’d like it in the ass. I just didn’t realise how much.” Lucas growled, “Less talking, more fucking.” “I’ll fuck you if you stop making all that damn noise.” Tony drove forwards, burying himself deep inside his roommate. Lucas bit his lip but couldn’t stifle the moan of pleasure as he was filled to the limit. “Dammit Luc, am I going to have to gag you to get any peace?” Lucas grinned. “Uh huh,” and whimpered as Tony’s cock pulled out, leaving him empty and unfulfilled. Lucas tugged at the cords binding his wrists to the bed and swore. Facedown, he couldn’t see what Tony was doing. “Tony, you’d better not be finishing yourself off.” “No chance of that.” Tony whispered as he climbed back on the bunk. “Not when I have this sweet little ass all hot and tight tied up under me.” Lucas whimpered at the words and humped against the mattress helplessly. “No, nunna that Luc.” Tony said, pulling Lucas up into a kneeling position. “Now open wide and say ‘fuck me Tony’.” “Fuck me Tony, or I swear…mmfff.” Tony stuffed a pair of clean boxers into Lucas’s mouth and held them in place with a narrow leather belt that Lucas vaguely remembered his father giving him ‘to hold up those awful pants’. Lucas wondered what his father would think about the use his gift was being put to now. All thought fled as Tony lined up and thrust back into him in one hard movement. Lucas arched back into the movement, the burn and the pleasure mixing and turning him into a writhing, moaning mess. Tony was making long, deep strokes, which filled Lucas and sent waves of pleasure through him. Each thrust rubbed over Lucas’s sweet spot on the way in and again on the way out. If he hadn’t been gagged Lucas would have been begging Tony to jerk him off. Or untie one hand so he could do it himself. Finally the feeling of his ass being flooded with cum sent him over the edge without his cock being touched at all. Lucas collapsed on the bed, Tony on top of him, he was dimly aware of Tony untying his wrists and loosening the belt around his head. The two of them lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow before Lucas nudged Tony over. Lying with your stomach on the damp patch was never fun, particularly when another was forming under your hips. Lucas spat out the makeshift gag, “Move Tony,” he said, “I need a shower.” “Mmm.” Tony was half-asleep. “Don’t use all the water.” ~ Lucas soaped himself, grinning at the memory of the mind-blowing sex he’d just had. The grin grew wider when the door of the shower opened and Tony stepped in. “What, don’t trust me to leave you some hot water?” Lucas asked. “Well, that too, but I’m mostly here for the view.” Tony replied, slapping Lucas on the ass. “Hey! You have to earn spanking privileges.” Lucas said with a mock scowl. “An’ the boy likes to do kinky too.” Tony soaped himself briskly. “You’re what…sixteen, seventeen? Who taught you how to be such a little fuck machine?” “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” “Sure I would Luc. You don’t get that kinky overnight.” “Tony, when I stepped on board SeaQuest last year I was as pure as the driven snow. That lasted almost six weeks. Since then I’ve had half the senior officers on the boat.” Tony stopped and stared. “You’re shittin’ me, right?” “I told you you wouldn’t believe me.” Tony licked his lips. “So who broke you in? Anyone I know?” Lucas watched the lather drip down Tony’s well-defined torso to the half-hard cock pointing his way. “Blow me and you might find out.” “C’mon Luc. You know what’ll happen if I blow you: we’ll end up back in the bunks fuckin’ like rabbits until we pass out. Tell me now and I’ll blow you after.” ”No way Piccolo. I’m young, I’m not stupid. I know what you’re like. I tell you and you’ll want to know details and then you’ll have me bent over the nearest solid object and I’ll never get my blow job.” Lucas rinsed himself under the water, turned the dial to cold and jumped out of the cubicle before the temperature could change. “Aaargh! You little bastard. You’re so gonna get it.” “Get what? My blow job?” Tony barrelled out of the shower, “Your ass kicked.” They landed wrestling and laughing on Tony’s bunk. Lucas kicked the damp sheets off and pulled a blanket over them. “Okay, you can owe me the blow job. But I will collect on it. You don’t get near my ass or any details until you’ve sucked at least five IQ points out of me.” “Deal, c’mon…spill. Who was it? The cap? Was it the cap?” Tony was almost bouncing in excitement. “No, it was Tim.”
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