Kinky Scomiche Oneshots

Blind

THIS IS 908 WORDS OF PURE KINKY SMUT I AM A DISGUSTING HUMAN BEING I'M SO SORRY

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"Mitchie... wanna do something fun?"

That was the all too familiar horny Scott. Mitch sometimes hated him. This wasn't a good time. Yes, he usually enjoyed these fun activities they do together, but they were always at the wrong time. Mitch sighed, opening an eye. A peaceful nap was disturbed this time.

"No, I want to sleep.." He mumbled. A big hand wrapped around his thigh.

"C'mon, Mitchie... I'll leave you alone after." Scott whined. He was almost begging.

"No, you won't.."

"I promise I will.. or maybe you won't want me to leave you alone." In a split second, his hand held Mitch's wrists above his head. Mitch squirmed a bit.

"Dammit, Scott. Let me go. I'm not in the mood." He protested. He would've kicked if he actually wanted to hurt Scott.

"At least, not yet." Scott used his free hand to palm Mitch through his boxers. Mitch bit his lip.

"Dammit, go away.." He tried again. He knew he was about to give in and let himself be fucked up.

"But honey, you're already hard. I don't think I can leave you like this." Scott stated. Mitch went silent. Already? I'm getting weaker..

"Fine.." Mitch whispered. Scott raosed an eyebrow at him.

"Speak up."

"Fine." He made sure he was louder for him. He would be louder than ever in a few minutes anyway.

"I'll get some stuff. I want you fully unclothed by the time I get back." Scott growled. The sudden dominance turned on the brunette. What kind of stuff, eh? He quickly unclothed. He didn't want to disappoint at all. He honestly thought that Scott had turned him into a little slut, but that's okay because it was gay.

So he waited on the martress, unclothed and exposed. He was on his knees, ass sitting pretty on his heels. Scott had taught him this and he would never admit that it was comfortable. Scott returned. Fully naked. Mitch wasn't prepared and just saw Scott's cock, standing tall and regal. He had a bag, and the shit he pulled out.

A blindfold.

That maroon colored piece of cloth was tied around Mitch's head. He couldn't see anything and any ounce of resistance he had was gone. This was trust now. He couldn't see.

"Give me your wrists." Scott ordered. Two skinny arms were held up to him immediately. Mitch just assumed he was going to get cuffed.

Leather brushed against the sensitive skin right along his wrist. "Don't fight me." Scott's husky growl came as his hands were tied to the bed post. Mitch was doing some weird spread eagle now. Now his ankles were being tied down. Now it truly was a spread eagle.

Mitch just tried to listen to try and guess what was next. He heard Scott searching for something in the bag. A little "aha" came out of him once he found what he was looking for. Mitch expected a lubed cock, but Scott's hand went up his ass. Not lubed at all. Mitch shifted a bit, stiffling a moan.

"Gotta get you prepped for the beating you're getting." Scott muttered. Once his fingers found Mitch's prostate, the twink moaned in pleasure. "There we go. Keep moaning." And boy, he did. He didn't know if he could be stretched out anymore. Eventually, Scott's hand was gone.

Mitch heard the cap to something open with a pop. Lube. Definitely. But it definitely wasn't lubed Scott going in. It was something plastic.

"Is that.."

"Your favorite vibrator. Don't you like it filling you up?" It wasn't even on yet and Mitch was out of breath. "And just to make sure you don't cum early.." A cock ring found its way around Mitch. The pressure would keep Mitch away from what Scott wanted. That's for sure. The vibrator flicked on and Mitch wasn't prepared at all. His back arched and he tried to grab at Scott's hair, at a pillow. Anything.

When the cock ring started virbating, he completely lost it. "Oh God, why.." He moaned. He couldn't do anything. He hated this now. He wanted Scott to just fuck him now, but was that hard cock just a tease?

"Open your mouth. You're taking me down your throat." Scott ordered. Mitch obeyed immediately. Sure enough, his mouth was full of dick in seconds. Scott had no mercy, he pushed until Mitch was sure he was going to throw up since his gag reflex was being pushed to its limits. Scott eased off a bit. He wanted Mitch to work him and Mitch knew it. He startes to bob his head, hollowing out his cheeks and running his tongue up and down his length as he bobbed. Scott's feral growls as he came in his mouth were music to his ears.

"Good boy.." Mitch almost cringed at his tone. So low. The cock ring stopped, as did the vibrator. Both were removed. Mitch knew he was leaking already. He had been since Scott stretched him. "Now get ready for my turn."

Blindfold was removed. Mitch immediately saw Scott take him into his mouth, his tounge licking his slit. Mitch moaned and bucked into his mouth. Scott's growl made him stop. No need to upset him now. He watched this seme take him all in, licking his base before pulling back up.

It was a rhythm of moans and growled when Mitch finally couldn't handle it and came all over himself.