Yes Sir - (TordTom)

Promise - 17

If I'm going to 'do it' with him, I'm going in rough.

Tom slowly approached his beloved Leader and stared at his length, a little scared of what was to come. "The sooner you get to it, the sooner it'll be your turn." He suggested while waiting fairly patiently. The blue boy gently wrapped his hand around his shaft, seeing a small smirk appear on the Leader's face. "Don't look at me like that!" He got all flustered before leaning down and licking the tip gently, it did taste slightly salty, the pre-cum that is.

He eventually took a deep breath and took it into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down at a moderate pace. Something about it made him feel good, even though it wasn't necessarily pleasurable. He just felt full, to put it lightly. "Good boy." Tord grunted and held in moans. Tom went a bit faster and let the saliva collect in his mouth, letting it slide in and out easier. He sped up, letting the tip hit the back of his throat mindlessly.

Leader huffed and started thrusting a bit, gently placing a hand on the back of Tom's head reassuringly, even pushing it forward a bit. Soon enough he gripped his hair and forced his mouth down further, pushing himself to the back of his throat and cumming straight down it. Tom choked a little and freely backed away once he was finished, wiping his mouth and panting. "You did surprisingly well Thomas." Tord grinned contently. "Now it's my turn!"

"Indeed, are you sure you don't want me to insert?" Tord asked with slight hope. "I'm not sure... It'll hurt." Tom looked down at his leader's member with concern. "Next time?" He leaned over and opened his nightstand's drawer. "Yes, but I just need pleasure badly right now." The small one whined and bounced a bit. "Hm."

Leader held Tom against his chest and undressed his bottoms, palming at the smaller boy's erection

The small boy leaned against the leader for support, trying not to squirm as his fingers teased him playfully, making him squeal and close his eyes, struggling a bit at first but the stronger one kept him intact. "M-more!" He whined and moaned a bit. Tord just smirked and pressed harder. "A-Ah!" The cutie moaned and quickly gave in. "Let me know when you get close." Tord reminded him and he nodded in response between moans.

Tom lifted his thighs and pressed them together, panting and whining a bit. "That feels so good, doesn't it kattunge?" Larkin smirked and thought about what that must feel like. What a good feeling it gave him to treat Tom like his little slave, yet Tom was willing. Tord loved him, but it was just so incredible seeing the boy suffer and succumb to the greater pleasure. "I'm c-close!" He shuddered, gasping as the friction was removed.

"Please I need more Sir! Please, I'll do anything!" A moment of silence struck as Tom covered his mouth and got all flustered. "Oh, really? The Leader lowly hummed, removing his hand from the sensitive boy. Who knew that could come out of the innocent mind that belongs to Tom? "I might do just that." Tom, red as an apple, mentally prepared himself as Tord took off his jeans again.

Tom laid on his back and lifted his legs, which his leader then took by his thighs and spread them apart. "Careful..." Tom laid back and reached over to his stuffed bear, holding him and looking up at the ceiling as he felt something warm pressed against his entrance. "Do you want me to prepare you?" He said first.

"No, just hurry up!" The blue boy took a deep breath and waited. "Damn, if you say so." The larger leader pushed himself in slowly, making the small boy underneath him moan loudly as tears pricked at the corners on his eyes. He felt like the inside of him was being stretched out forcibly, making room for the man above him. He felt invaded in the best way possible. 

"F-Fuck, you're so tight... damn." Tord groaned and pushed himself in most of the way. "Mmph!" Tom had oddly put his thumb in his mouth to shut himself up, but of course it was just cute. The one in red grunted and pulled out a bit, then pushed back in, going faster and faster as he could see Tom adjust slowly. He already knew the kitten was going to cum long before he did.

Soon enough he was able to slam in and out of Tom, just causing long and loud moans to occur. He was honestly just surprised the small one was able to take it so rough. He might've felt pain, but if he did, he loved it just as much as Tord loved watching it. He saw Tom's dark eyes flicker open and closed, an obvious sign to getting close. Leader took hold of the boy's length and put his thumb over the tip, pressing him down and not allowing him to release.

He just endured the pleasure of fucking him until finally he got close as well, and together at the same time he let go and they both came. Tord buried himself deep inside of the boy as he did so, while meanwhile Tom arched his back and came into his leader's hand, the both of them closing their eyes and relaxing into sleep.