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Ray couldn't stop thinking about the blonde and that cute little suit he was wearing. Ever since he made that emergency call and found out that the blond was wearing those clothes to “recreate a family photo,” thousands of ideas to do with his adorable boyfriend and that sexy suit came to his mind. Now, after confronting the thumb boys, whom he considered stupid, he was determined to make his erotic desires come true.
“Henry,” he called out to him as he finished eating his last piece of barbecue.
“Yes, Ray?” Henry asked, walking down the small path outside the barn. Ray stopped his steps to gently take him by the arm.
“I was wondering. When are you due to hand over that cute little suit you were wearing a moment ago?” he murmured very seductively. Henry swallowed hard at this.
“Tomorrow,” he replied in a stammer. Ray put a mischievous smile on his face.
“Oh well, can you keep it a little longer? I'll pay at the store for the extra time you'll keep it. Ray walked a few steps closer to Henry. They were in a desolate place, so he didn't have to worry about anyone seeing them.
“I…” Henry took a step back. “First, I have to take the photo,” he stammered. Ray let out a small laugh.
“Well, go take the photo, and then I'll come by looking for you and that sexy suit,” Ray murmured before giving Henry a rough kiss.
Henry could only nod in complete awe. When Henry got home and changed his clothes, he found his mother and the photographer dancing tango. He did not see his father or his sister anywhere.
“Mom?” He asked, confused, standing in the doorway.
“Hi Henry!”
“Where are the others?” Henry asked as he approached them. The photographer turned Kris around so she could see his son.
“Your father went for a rib wheel, and Piper went to that party at Yana's house,” his mother explained. Henry just nodded.
“And what do you do?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer.
“This man teaches me how to dance tango,” she replied as she made more dance moves without paying much attention to her son.
“Oh well, I'm going to bed, so don't bother me,” he said as he walked towards the stairs. His mother and the strange gentleman said goodnight. Henry looked at him somewhat dismayed but decided not to make a big deal of it.
When he got to his room, he locked the door, then went to his closet to find a backpack and put the suit in it because he wasn't going to give his boyfriend the satisfaction of seeing him wearing it—not yet. Besides, he would be too embarrassed to go out on the street dressed like that. He changed into his usual clothes and tucked the suit carefully into his backpack. Then he opened the window of his room and went down without making much noise.
As he touched the ground and stepped off his porch, he could visualize in the distance his boyfriend's car parked a few feet from his house. He shook his head as he walked towards it. Henry had told Ray a bunch of times to stop parking like that, as he had gossipy neighbors who would soon realize that the blond Hart was getting into an unfamiliar car late at night and would go tell his mother.
When he arrived, he opened the door of the passenger seat and got in. Just as he closed the door, the brown-haired man started the car, almost making the tires squeal from how fast they were driving. Someone was desperate to get to the cave.
***
Henry looked at himself in the bathroom mirror one last time. He was already dressed again in his sailor suit, only missing his beanie, which he took from the counter and put it on. He took one last look before opening the bathroom door and leaving, finding the brown-haired man (still dressed as Captain Man) sitting on the small sofa in his room.
“You look gorgeous,” he said as soon as he saw Henry. Henry smiled at him and walked towards him.
“Yes? Am I a pretty boy?” He asked innocently, but it still sounded provocative as he sat on his boyfriend's lap, wrapping his arms around his neck.
“Yes,” Ray replied as he placed his gloved hand on his thigh under his shorts. “You're the cutest, sexiest boy I've ever seen.” He cut the short distance between them, taking Henry's lips in a rough, intense kiss as he began to caress his leg. Henry let out a sigh of satisfaction in the middle of the kiss, deepening it further. A few minutes later, they broke apart for lack of air.
“Now, let's play,” murmured Ray close to his lips before biting them a little. He got up from the couch, making Henry do it too. He walked to the closet, opened it, and took out a pair of handcuffs. He turned around and showed them to Henry. “On the floor,“ he ordered while fiddling with the handcuffs.
Henry nodded and obediently walked over to the bed, where he sat down on his knees. Ray shot him a little smile before bending down to his height, roughly grabbing him by the wrists to place the handcuffs on him, securing them, and then tying him to the wooden legs of the bed, leaving Henry on his knees, bent slightly downward. Ray smiled in satisfaction and looked at his cute boyfriend and the almost submissive position in which he had left him. He moved in for a tender kiss.
“Now, we can start.” He stroked Henry chin. ”You know what you have to do."
Henry nodded obediently. Ray gave him another kiss before getting up and leaving the room.
Henry closed his eyes and let out a sigh. His boyfriend, and his weird stuff, and the ever-present scoundrel who indulged him. He heard a knock at the door and knew it was time to act. He opened his eyes and let out some contained air into his mouth before he began to scream.
“Help! Help, Captain Man!” He shouted as if I were really in an emergency situation.
It didn't take Ray long to show up and kick the door in. The blow was so hard that it knocked it off the threshold, causing it to fall to the floor in a clatter. Henry jumped in place at the sound of such a noise and looked up with wide-eyed astonishment at the door lying on the floor. His boyfriend really took the performance seriously.
Ray entered the room with firm steps, and Henry continued with his performance.
“Oh, captain man, what a joy to see you here,” he said as if he were a damsel in distress.
“Captain Man has come to save you,” he said in a speaking voice while putting his fisted hands on his hips in a superhero pose.
Henry sees it and can't help but laugh out loud, breaking his role and that of the brown-haired man who looks at him furiously as he begins to laugh.
“Cut!” Ray exclaims with annoyance, “Henry, what the hell was that?” He questions him, looking at him in a scolding manner with his hands now on his hips in an indignant manner.
Henry takes a couple of breaths, trying to calm his laughter before responding.
“It's just that you spoke very funny.” He explains, “And that pose, what's up with that?” He asks with a mocking smile.
“Well, I'm in character; I'm a superhero,” he pouts.
“You're a superhero in real life, and I've never heard you talk like that,” he said with a chuckle.
“Never mind, can we go back to where we were?” He asks with frustration. Henry just nods. “Good, don't get out of character.” He points his finger at him menacingly, and Henry nods again. “Great! Take two!” He exclaims and then walks over to the door lying on the floor and puts it back in place as he walks out of the room.
Henry lets out a chuckle. “We're not in a movie.”
“Action!” Ray's shout from outside makes him stop his words midway and return to his performance: the poor sailor in danger.
Ray re-enters the room, breaks down the door again, and says the same dialogue (this time Henry doesn't mock, and they can continue their game).
“Thank you, Captain Man, you saved my life,” said the blond standing in front of the hero after he untied him from the handcuffs.
“Don't thank, Mariner...
“Henry,” he interrupts. ”Henry is my name,” he said in a very seductive way. The captain nods.
“Don't thank me, Henry; I'm just doing my job.” He said it with the same tone of voice and pose as a few minutes ago.
“Oh, but I still want to thank you for your bravery in rescuing me from those pirates who tried to kidnap me and sink me and my ship into the sea,” he said while shortening the small steps that separated them. “How can I do it?” He asked in a sexy way while his arms went over the captain neck and then intertwined his hands behind his neck.
Ray smiles seductively and even somewhat cheekily as he grabs him around the waist roughly and pulls him to him, then connects their lips in a rough kiss, almost making their teeth connect with each other. Henry let out a moan at this, causing his mouth to open slightly, giving the captain access to insert his tongue all over the blonde's oral cavity. Henry almost melted at this and, with his tongue, began to play with the brown hair man, but a hard spank stopped him. The captain is the one in charge.
Ray left both hands on the blonde's buttocks as he groped them over his pants while continuing the kisses, taking control. However, the lack of air forced them to separate (much to both of their discomfort).
“I want…” Ray swallows saliva, trying to catch his breath. “I want you to undress for me,” Ray murmurs close to his lips. “I want you to take off each garment slowly, and while you do it, I want you to dance,” he concludes, leaving a rough but sweet kiss on the already red lips of the blonde.
The latter, as obedient as he had been since he put on that suit, nodded tenderly as he moved away from the brown and stood in the middle of the room in front of the bed. Ray turned around and sat on the bed, letting his hands rest eagerly on his thighs as he watched the blonde begin to undress.
Henry smiled mischievously at Ray as he took off his beanie and threw it away, then took the small bow he had around his neck and untangled it, walked over to the brown hair man and put it around his neck, then gave him a provocative kiss that almost made the captain grab him by the waist, throw him on the bed, and fuck him hard. Henry smiled at him as if he had read his mind and then walked away back to his original spot.
With the tips of his toes, he kicked off his shoes, throwing them to the side, then turned around and started with the dance. First, he moved his hips slowly, up and down, making his ass move in a sensual way. There was no music, but he was making one up in his head.
He turned around to see his boyfriend already with his eyes dilated and biting his lip; that single step had driven him crazy, and Henry smiled at this, already imagining the problem he would have inside his pants. He winked at his boyfriend and, without stopping moving, began to remove the first garment. He took the suspenders and began to lower them seductively. He took one off and lowered it over his arm; he did the same with the other, leaving them hanging at his waist as they were still attached to the shorts he had not yet removed.
He went up to his shirt and slowly began to unbutton each one of the buttons. Without looking away from the captain with a sensual expression, he pulled the shirt down his shoulders while he was doing a little flip, moving his hips so slowly that it seemed to be in slow motion. When the shirt came out of his arms, he pulled it delicately to the couch, then he placed his hands on the button of his shorts, but before that, he started to move his hands up his naked torso, groping himself, as he knew Ray liked it. He reached his neck and leaned his head back, opening his mouth a little and letting out a slight moan.
Henry lowered his hands again as he moved his hips in a slow, sexy back-and-forth motion. Reaching for the button of his shorts, he unbuttoned them, then sensually unzipped them. Turning around to pull down his shorts and show Ray his pert ass covered by a black boxer brief, he wiggled them playfully a bit before removing his shorts and tossing them onto the couch along with his shirt.
He turned around again and looked at the brown, who was already somewhat desperately biting his lower lip as his hands clenched into fists. He grinned mischievously. Ray might be in control, but for these few seconds, it was all his. Henry took a few steps back and stood next to the small coffee table. He brought one of his feet up onto it, bending down a little while. He slowly ran his hands up his leg until he reached the hem of the stockings and sensually began to pull them down.
He positioned himself back in the center of the room, starting again with the slow, provocative movement that he knew had the brown hair man mesmerized. Still moving, he brought his hands to the hem of his black boxer shorts to pull them down, but before he could even make the first move, Ray stopped him.
“Wait,” he says, his voice a little hoarse because of all the excitement he was holding back. “Come here,“ he orders, while with his finger, he gestures for Henry to come closer. Henry obeys and comes over to where he is. Ray opens his legs, and Henry gets between them.
The chestnut raises his hands to his chest and starts caressing his naked torso, goes down to his nipples and pinches them a little, eliciting a pleasurable moan from the blond, then brings his lips closer and kisses and sucks them until they are red. Henry just moaned.
He continued the tour now with his mouth while his hands rested on Henry's small waist. He reached his navel and licked it a little; from there, he began to move down until he reached the hem of his boxer shorts. With his teeth, he grabbed it and began to pull it down, helping himself with his hands, finally pulling out the blond's already erect penis. It bounced upwards, hitting him a little in the face. Ray didn't complain about this, and when he pulled the blond's boxer briefs down to his knees, he took Henry's penis in his mouth like a lollipop and began to suck it.
Henry let out a high-pitched scream mixed with a moan of arousal as the brown hair man continued to lick and suck his cock. His legs began to weaken, and he quickly rested his hands on Ray's shoulders as he continued to moan uncontrollably.
He was about to reach ecstasy when Ray released his penis, and little trickles of prenatal semen came with it. Henry's eyes widened at the confusion and the interruption of his orgasm, but the rough lips of the chestnut on his made him forget all about it.
As Ray kissed him, he grabbed him by the buttocks and squeezed them a little, pulling him close so that Henry's naked penis was next to his own, lined by the layers of his suit and boxer shorts. Slowly, he began to move the blond, rubbing it into him, then went faster, drawing choked moans from him.
A few seconds later, Henry reached orgasm, expelling all his essence and staining the captain's pants with his semen. Henry breathed heavily, resting his forehead on Ray's shoulder, recovering the lost air, while the brown hair man held him so he wouldn't fall. When he verified that he wasn't going to fall, he let go and grabbed the blue ribbon that Henry had placed around his neck.
“Hands,” he ordered. Henry, who still had his forehead resting on his shoulder, slowly moved away and clasped his hands together in front of him.
Ray gave him a smile for being so obedient, then took his wrists and grabbed them, squeezing them a little and making a nice little bow on top of them. Then he brought them up to his lips and kissed each one. He then cupped his cheeks and left a kiss on each before reaching up to his right ear and murmuring thickly and demandingly. “On the bed, face down, and on all fours.”
Henry nodded slightly and, still catching his breath, climbed onto the bed, got on his knees, and leaned down, resting all his weight on his elbows to leave his butt well up.
Ray smirked at him as he walked back to the bed along with the lube and condom. He set them aside from Henry and then ran his hands over his boyfriend's round, upturned ass, groping his buttocks in a lurid way, and then patted them, eliciting a moan from the blonde. Ray bit his lip as he continued to play with the blond's buttocks as if they were rubbers.
“Do you like that, little sailor?” he asked, his voice a little hoarse as he pinched Henry's left buttock.
“Y-yes,” Henry answered with a groan. Ray smiled at him, even though he couldn't see him.
He leaned down to the pinched buttock and carelessly bit it, drawing a cry of satisfaction from the blond. He bit it some more, leaving all his teeth marked, smiled in satisfaction at this, and then proceeded to leave hickeys.
That simple action was driving Henry crazy; his penis had again become hard, craving attention while he moan for more.
Ray seemed to understand and stopped sucking on his buttock, leaving a tender kiss right on the work of art he had made. He pulled away and took the lube, uncapped it, and applied some to his fingers. He then applied some to the blonde's entrance and, superficially, began to spread it all over the area. That action drove the blonde crazy; he unconsciously started to move forward, wanting more contact.
“M-more.”
“Oh, you want some more?” the brown-haired man asked, massaging his fingers over the entrance.
“P-please,” he begged. Ray grinned mischievously, and with a single shot, he slipped one of his fingers in. Henry groaned at that.
He played with his finger for a while before inserting the second one, drawing more screams from the blonde. He moved his fingers like scissors, opening and closing them, provoking much pleasure from the young man, who asked for more and more with every touch. Ray obliged and inserted a third finger.
“Ray,” Henry groaned in despair.
“Who's Ray, honey?” He asked as he played with his fingers inside the blonde. “I don't know that name.”.
Henry rolled his eyes and took a couple of breaths before speaking again.
“C-captain.” He swallowed saliva and said, “I want.” He stifled a moan. He started to move, trying to explain what he wanted. Ray let out a chuckle.
“You're an insatiable sailor, aren't you?” he asked without stopping wiggling his fingers.
“P-please, captain… my captain, I'll do anything you want,” he said, leaning his head to the side to try to see him.
“Yes, will you?” he asked with an arched eyebrow. Henry nodded against the pillow. ”Of course you will; you're a bitch." And Henry nodded again. Ray pulled his fingers roughly out of the blond, eliciting a slight yelp from him.
Ray took a few steps back and began to undress while admiring the beautiful view of his pretty sailor, trying to catch his breath.
He stripped completely naked, leaving only the mask on. He took the lube again, applied some to the palm of his hand, and then spread it all over his big, hard penis, coating it completely with the liquid.
He capped the bottle of lube and threw it on the floor as he approached the blonde, who was still moaning and now rubbing himself on the bed. Ray reached over and spanked him to make him stop, then grabbed his legs and spread them a little, grabbed his buttocks and spread them wide, and slowly began to enter the blond.
Henry let out a moan of satisfaction as a smile spread across his face. Ray continued to enter him until he reached the deepest part.
When he was completely inside Henry, he stopped and waited a few seconds. The blond grunted at this and blatantly started to move around, trying to get the brown-haired man to move. Ray let out a chuckle at this, accomplishing exactly what he wanted: making the blond desperate.
“Are you in a hurry, sailor?” he questioned as he slowly began to move. “You look like a little bitch in heat, desperate for attention? Is this what you want?“ He rammed hard, drawing a cry of pleasure from the blonde.
“Yeah,” Henry moaned. Ray teased a little as he continued to move inside him and ram hard.
Ray kept moving, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, driving the blond out of his mind and asking for more and more, moving his hips wildly.
“You're a whore, sailor,” he said mockingly as he rammed harder.
“Yeah, I am,“ Henry says between moans and gasps.
Ray smiles cheekily as he continues to move at a more unrestrained pace, at the same time as he blurts out different vulgar words towards the blonde.
“What would you like me to do now, you little slut?” Ray asked, stopping his onslaught a bit, causing Henry to moan at that.
Henry gasped a little and pressed his forehead into the pillow while keeping his mouth open to get as much air as he could.
“I want.” He paused to breathe. ”I want you to break me." He said this before letting out a moan due to the unexpectedly strong onslaught that the chestnut gave him. Ray let out a chuckle, bent down to his height so he could look at him.
“It would be my pleasure,“ Ray murmured in his ear, then left a rough kiss on his red cheek due to his blush.
He returned to his position and continued with the onslaught, roughly almost hurting the blonde, who was a mess underneath him, with red cheeks and tousled hair, releasing small strands of sweat through it as he pressed himself against the pillow and moved with Ray, creating an almost perfect back and forth.
He wanted to touch his penis, but his bound hands prevented him from doing so, so he began to rub himself on the bedsheets, staining them a little with prenatal semen.
“No,” Ray growled as soon as he saw that Henry was looking to satisfy himself. Without stopping moving inside him, he grabbed his hips and squeezed them, burying his nails in him.
“Ray,” Henry moaned. The brown ignored him and leaned down, starting a path of kisses on Henry's back that was going up and down due to the movement of the onslaught. He placed his arm under the blonde's waist, and with his free hand, he went to the needy penis of this one. He took it, squeezing it a little, and slowly began to caress it.
Still kissing his sweaty back, he reached up to the nape of his neck and left a tender kiss on it, and then with his arm, using it for momentum, he lifted him up so that they were both sitting up now with Henry on Ray's lap sitting all over his penis. Henry gasped as he felt the entire penis thrust all the way inside him.
“You know what to do, little slut,” Ray said close to his ear as he continued to masturbate him. Henry, in the midst of his cloud of excitement, nodded and began to move his hips in a circular motion, riding the chestnut.
He rested his head on Ray's shoulder, opening his mouth slightly to let out moans and catch his breath as he moved on top of the chestnut. Ray bent his head slightly to kiss, suck, and bite his neck and part of his shoulder, continuing to focus on Henry's penis, which is about to release all of its essence in his hand.
“You're mine, sailor,” he murmured close to his ear, leaving kisses all over. “You're my whore, and only I can make you feel like this; do you understand me?” He gave him a lunge, making the blonde jump a little. He nodded, almost drifting. “Say it; say that you belong to me.” He growled, squeezing a little of his waist that he held with his free hand.
Henry gulped at this, already running out of air and with no more strength than the orgasm he was about to have.
“I-I'm…I'm…I'm yours,” Henry moans.
The orgasm was just around the corner. Ray realized this and hurried to move the blonde's penis faster as he grabbed him by the hips and kept moving him since Henry had run out of strength.
A few minutes later, Henry terminated in Ray's hand...
***
When Henry woke up, he was lying on the bed, untied by his hands and wrapped up to his shoulder in the sheets, smelling of sex, sweat, and semen. He blinked a little, disoriented, trying to figure out what had happened.
“Hey, I'm glad you woke up.” The voice of Ray next to him made him open his eyes wide and look up at his boyfriend, who was lying next to him, supporting his head with one hand. He was no longer naked; he had his boxer shorts on, and the mask had been removed.
“Ray? What happened?“ he asked while rubbing his eye.
“You fainted, honey,” he answered sweetly. Henry stopped scratching his eye to look at him with astonishment; that had never happened to him. “I was about to call the emergency services if you didn't wake up. Although I wouldn't know how to explain to them the reason for your fainting,” he let out a chuckle that was followed by Henry's. Then he caressed his cheek gently. “I think we should stop this rough sex thing.”.
“No, no, no,” said the blonde, hurriedly moving a little to be closer to the brown. “I love this night of rough sex, and I don't want to stop doing it. I want you to abuse me, beat me, and tell me that I'm your slut. I want you to hang me so hard.” he murmured, brushing his lips lightly. Ray laughed, almost letting out a laugh that made his bare chest rumble.
That drew a moan from Henry, and he wasted no more time and connected their lips in a passionate kiss.
“Is that what you want, sailor?” Ray asked after breaking the kiss. Henry nods as a provocative look forms on his face.
“I think you should consider buying me that little suit,” Henry murmured flirtatiously as he pointed to the suit lying on the couch.
Ray looked to this one and then back to the blonde to give him an affirmative smile at his proposal before taking him in his arms and again in kisses to continue with another round of sex.
Henry didn't return home until the next morning with a severe pain in his buttocks that he was sure would be bothering him for days.