*the product of miri bein a brat..*
no ya remember when these two was beefin over fortnite LMFAOOO.
Amiri laid in his bed in silence while on facetime with his best friend, Izaya. Izaya brought Amiri a lot of comfort, even when he was doing weird shit like calling spongebob.
"Amiri don't be falling asleep on the phone like we on some boyfriend girlfriend shit." Izaya said, breaking the silence.
Amiri furrowed his eyebrows. Izaya was always talking out the side of his neck, on some bullshit. "Bro what are you babbling about? We've literally fallen asleep on the phone numerous times."
"Yeah but like.. that was different." Izaya said, setting up the camera as he picked up his other phone. "Hollup Amiri im finna call spongebob, I haven't talked to bro inna minute"
"Yeah whatever, ima call you back tonight." Amiri says hanging up. Amiri truthfully felt like everything goes downhill after Izaya calls Spongebob. Talk about a bad influence..
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"Izaya can you get me a Cartier bracelet, I really want one."
It was 3am and the boys were of course, back on the phone. Now it was Amiri who was doing most of the talking.
Izaya chuckled. Amiri was constantly naming shit he wanted from the man. And Izaya always got it for him, mostly for Christmas or his birthday though.
"It's nowhere near Christmas or your birthday so you're just gonna have to work for it." Izaya was constantly thinking of ways to get the other under him, screaming his name. With consent of course cause nobody's going to jail for that shit.
But the point was if Amiri wanted something out of the blue, he was gonna fuck for it.
"Ughhh I do work but I like when you buy me stuff. It's more special that way." Amiri whined. When Izaya bought him stuff it felt like something more than what they had. And that's what Amiri loved.
"Amiri you clearly not understanding what I'm saying. Just come over and ima show you." Izaya picked his phone up so Amiri was no longer staring at the ceiling but instead looking right at him.
"I'll be there in 10 Izzy."
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Amiri smiled as he was sitting in Izaya's lap, talking about a bunch of nothing. He was so oblivious to what Izaya's current goal was. "Ri Ri you want a Cartier don't you?" Izaya questioned, grabbing Amiri's chin so he was now looking directly in his eyes instead of staring into space.
Amiri immediately focused up, seemingly getting excited at the topic being re discussed. "Oh my god Izaya yes, I'll do anything!" The boy exclaimed.
"Bet."
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"Oh my God Izzy!" Amiri screamed as Izaya slammed into him. Izaya grunted, the feeling of Amiri tightening around him. He couldn't help but to wrap his hands around Amiri's waist, slamming into him harder.
"Da-daddy please please please-! Slow down!" Amiri moaned out, attempting to push Izaya back. But unfortunately for Amiri, Izaya wasn't going for that running shit.
Amiri's attempts at running just resulted in Izaya grabbing his arm, holding it back with one hand and then pulling his hair with the other. "Don't fucking run bitch. Take this shit." Izaya grunted, letting go of Amiri's arm to slap his ass.
"Daddy I- mm! Da-daddy I can't t-take it!" the smaller boy whined, tears starting to pour.
"You want me to pull out or you want a bracelet?" Izaya questioned, growing irritated with Amiri's whining.
"uh-! Umm , the bra- bracelet!" Amiri said struggling to form words as Izaya pounded into him. Amiri didn't know how much more he could really take, he felt so full and tired. "Yeah that's what i thought, now shut the fuck and throw yo shit back."
Amiri whined, slowly backing up Izaya's dick before his he felt a sharp slap to his ass.
"ah-! daddy fuck!" The boy let out a pornstar type of moan which really just turned Izaya on more. He pulled out, smirking at Amiri's disappointed whine, before flipping blond haired boy over.
The two made eye contact as Izaya leaned down placing a kiss on Amiri's lips as he slid back into him. Hearing Amiri moan into the kiss was music to his ears as he moved down to the moaning boy's neck, creating hickies as he continued slamming into Amiri.
Amiri repeatedly screamed Izaya's name as the dominate man hit his spot over and over.
"Daddy I- Da- daddy pleasee!" Amiri screamed struggling to form a proper sentence. Every time he tried he started babbling and whining.
"C'mon pa, tell me what you want"Izaya spoke, trying to contain a whimper as Amiri tightened around him.
"I- I gotta- mm! Fuck, cum! Please lemme cum daddyy!" Amiri begged. He was a moaning mess, his sounds of pleasure reaching a higher pitch as Izaya wrapped one hand around his neck and used the other to play with Amiri's clit.
"Uh uh, be a good slut and hold that shit for me" Izaya said tightening his grab on Amiri's neck as he picked up the pace on his strokes. Amiri whimpered, grabbing onto the hand that was wrapped around his neck, making eye contact with Izaya.
"Mm, you are so pretty baby, you wanna cum?"
"Fu- Yes! Yes daddy please please lemme cum!" Amiri moaned, as the knot in his stomach grew. He pulled Izaya in for another kiss, which resulted in him being tongued down. Izaya then pulled away from the kiss and started pressing down on the visible imprint that his dick made in Amiri's stomach.
"Ri Ri you feel daddy in your stomach?" Izaya asked, smiling at how fucked out the boy under him looked. He might just have to get him more than a Cartier.
Amiri giggled before answering, liking the way Izaya was smiling at him. He could tell he was being a good boy. "Mmhm, I feel you daddy!"
"Good, now be a good bitch and make a mess on my dick."
And Amiri did exactly that. He somehow managed to squirt and cum simultaneously, shocking Izaya. But once Izaya recovered from the shock and started chasing his orgasm as well, giving the boy slow but very aggressive strokes. "Shit.. you want me to cum in your pussy Ri Ri?"
Amiri couldn't do anything but nod as his mouth was left agape and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was seriously overstimulated and it didn't help when Izaya delivered a slap to his clit.
"Use your fucking words slut." The dominate man slightly slapped Amiri, nothing to soft but nothing to rough.
"Shit daddy! Ple- ugh! Cum in me!" Amiri tried his best to form a respectable sentence, hoping it was enough for Izaya. Izaya leaned down and gave the boy a peck on the lips "That's better."
And soon after that, Izaya released his seed deep into the boy, groaning. He pulled out, being in a slight daze as he looked up to make eye contact with Amiri. "You mines now? You hear me, Amiri?"
Amiri smiled, fighting sleep as he was completely tired and fucked out. "Okay Izzy."
Izaya smirked before looking down, watching both his and Amiri's cum leak out the poor boys hole. He couldn't help himself as he pinched Amiri's pearl, smiling goofily when the boy yelped and twitched.
"Pretty ass pussy.. you trynna let me eat it?" He asked the tired boy, being deadass.
"No Izaya!"
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"Fuck Izaya!" Amiri exclaimed, pulling at Izaya's dreads. He was mad at himself for giving in to what Izaya wanted but he couldn't help it. Getting head made him feel special and spoiled since most niggas hated doing it.
"So what Cartier you want mama?" Izaya spoke against the boy's heat, causing heavenly vibrations and more whimpers from Amiri.
"Uh- fuck right there! Um the- the nail one!" He threw his head back, feeling Izaya insert to fingers inside of him.
"What color?"
"Sil- Silver! With diamonds" Amiri exclaimed, pulling on Izaya's hair a bit too hard. Amiri let out an extremely loud moan when he felt Izaya slightly bite his already swollen clit. "Stop pullin' my shit like that Amiri."
"Fuck-! 'M sorry daddy!" Amiri sobbed, letting go of the tight grip he had on his new boyfriend's hair.
"Yeah I know baby. You gon cum for me?" Izaya inserted a third finger, pumping and curling his fingers in Amiri." Izaya lapped up everything that leaked out of Amiri with no problem. His head game was a 10/10, no doubt.
"Yess! I'm finna cum!" Amiri announced loudly. Less than 5 seconds later his eyes were rolling back and he was cumming all on Izaya's face. He gave a lazy smile and a moan watching as Izaya licked all his juices up.
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anyways how ya'll been how ya'll been?