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Ivan is so perfect.
Everyone said the same thing about the raven: He’s strong, dependable, the captain of his American football team. He’s tall and handsome and would easily get any girls swooning head over heels. On fewer occasions, some would even be shameless enough to comment on him being supposedly good in bed, although that was mostly girl gossip talk. The basic, revered jock.
Hah? Perfect, my ass! Till snorted.
Would the so called amazing, perfect and strong leader be panting and whining like a bitch in heat at the simple feeling of Till's cock fucking his snug pussy, the raven melting like butter in the sun under his touch? Whine like a hurt puppy when the gray-haired would stop to tease him and beg like a cheap whore?
‘’T-tillll..’’ Ivan moaned, drool dripping down the side of his mouth like a thirsty dog, gripping the navy-blue colored gym mat under him as if for dear life, his inky eyes hazy and unfocused like his brain had been dragged through muddy water as he frog-blinked at the man between his legs, ‘’P-please fuck me properly..’’.
Till scoffed and rolled his teal eyes, his black-colored nails digging into the black-haired captain’s milky-white thighs, riddled with tiny, red fingertips-shaped bruises. Till leaned further in, making Ivan bend at an almost awkward angle.
‘’Shut the fuck up, you’re too loud.’’ Till hissed, the tip of his dripping cock teasing the raven’s slick, puffy folds, ‘’Do you wanna get caught this badly ?’’
‘’H-hmnmm.. Till..till...tilll—Please hurry...’’ The black-haired teen responded, his back arching with need and excitement, his snaggletooth biting his bottom lip.
‘’Oh yeah? Then tell me this, who owns you?’’ Till hissed, his fingers digging into the pleasant plush of Ivan’s dolly-white thighs.
Ivan bit his lip, eyes half lidded in pleasure and ecstasy, tears spilling from the corner of his eyes and drooling down his cheeks, ‘’A-ah! You—You do! I’m Till’s bitch.. —’’
Ivan's voice trailed off into a whine as Till's cock teased his entrance, the gray-haired man's teal eyes gleaming with amusement and a small hint of possessiveness.
''That's right, you're fucking mine,'' Till whispered, his breath hot against Ivan's skin, ''Fuck..''
Ivan's eyes fluttered closed as Till finally slid into him, the sensation making him shudder and moan, his tongue lolling out in bliss. The black-haired teen’s hands clenched into fists, gripping the gym mat tightly as he tried to contain himself, feeling his brain filled to the brim with the feeling of Till's cock filling his deepest parts.
''M-more...please...Till...'' Ivan whimpered, the black hair on his forehead clunk together in mats due to the sweat tickling down his skin.
Till chuckled and leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Ivan's ear. ''You're needy.’’ he hissed.
As Till continued to pound fiercely into Ivan, the black-haired captain's body began trembling with pleasure. His eyes were closed, his face scrunched up, drowning in his own pleasure. The sound of his own moans and whimpers filled the air, mingling with the sweet scent of sweat and sex.
Till's hands were gripped tightly on Ivan's thighs, his fingers digging deep into the skin as he held him in place, his pale hips pistoning in and out of the adorable male under him.
Ivan's body was slick with sweat, his skin glistening in the dim, dying light of the gym equipment room. His chest heaved, pink, perky nipples hardening into tight peaks as the head of Till’s hard cock rubbed against his womb, making him arch his back.
He practically screamed when Till slammed into him particularly hard, his balls slapping against the raven’s bruised and swelled cunt, the sound bouncing off the small and cramped walls of the room.
Till leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the captain’s ear once more. "You're mine," he whispered, his breath hot against Ivan's skin like hot charcoal. "You're my Ivan, my bitch. And you'll do anything I say, won't you?"
Ivan nodded frantically, his eyes still closed as he whimpered and moaned beneath Till. He was beyond words now, beyond thought or reason. All that mattered was the feeling of Till's cock inside him, everything TillTill Till Till Till—
As the gray-haired male continued to fuck him senseless, Ivan felt the knot in the deepest parts of his tummy untangle. His body tensed up, his muscles coiling tight, and then it hit him - a wave of pleasure that crashed over him like a tsunami, leaving him gasping and trembling.
Right after, Till’s hips stuttered, tail tale sign he was close, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chased his own pleasure using the raven’s cunt. Ivan easily noticed as well, despite his hazy mind, his fingernails grappled harshly unto Till’s back like a wild animal.
‘’Please—please finish inside me—’’ Ivan moaned, his inky black hair thickly clumped and stuck to his forehead due to his sweat, wiggling hips pale hips.
Till’s sex filled mind almost agreed with no question before he finally realized the direct meaning of the jock’s words, immediately pulling back away and making Ivan whimper in disappointment.
‘’Fuck, I’m not risking getting your dumbass knocked up.’’ The silver-head hissed, promptly pulling out his cock from the warm heat enveloping it, watching his cock glistening with a trail of translucent slick. He finished over the mount of Ivan’s pussy, blurry and sticky slowly liquid dripping unto the raven’s clit and abused pussy.
Ivan's face scrunched into in a mix of disappointment and frustration as his boyfriend pulled out, his ceramic-white hips still wriggling absentmindly, still searching for the cock that had been filling him just moments before. His eyes, cloudy and dazed with desire, locked onto Till's, big, black puppy eyes in full display.
He gazed down at Ivan, cock still twitching with the aftershocks of his own orgasm. "Don't look at me like that," he growled, his voice low and rusty like metal, "I'm not going to risk knocking you up just to satisfy you."
Ivan rolled his eyes as he slowly sat up, his movements languid due to his whole body aching like hell. His gaze drifted down to the mess on his pussy, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched the liquid drip slowly down onto the blue mat, effectively dirtying it.
His eyes snapped open, lock onto Till's as he whined, "But why not? I want to feel you come inside me..."
Till's expression was solid and cold, yet he was betrayed by a small blush blooming on his cheeks. "No way, Ivan. I’m not risking that shit, even less dealing with your father. He already fucking despises me, and he'd definitely have my head on a platter if he found out I'd gotten you knocked up, so."
Ivan's pout deepened, his lower lip jutting out in a dramatical sulky expression, wiping off snot which was still dribbling down his nose. He then reached down to touch himself, his fingers spreading his folds and tracing the path of the sticky liquid as it dripped down onto the gym mat. He brought his fingers to his lips, tasting the salty sweetness of Till's cum before looking up at the silver-haired man. Till’s cheeks were completely crimson at the sight, teal eyes darting away.
"You're really paranoid about getting me pregnant," Ivan said, his voice husky and teasing, his gaze directed on his sticky folds before looking up at his boyfriend without raising his head. "What if I told you I'm on birth control?"
Till raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Even if you are," he said sighing, crossing his arms on his chest, "I'm not taking any chances."
Ivan chuckled softly, a low throaty sound, "You're really scared of my dad," he said mockingly, snaggletooth pulling against his lower lip adding even more insult to injury.
Till snorted mockingly in response. "You have no idea."
"Next time," Ivan whispered, slowly approaching Till, his pussy still bare and soaked, "next time can you please come inside me? Please, I promise I'll take care of it...I'll make sure nothing happens."
Till raised an eyebrow, dubious. Ivan would be the type of guy to pop a hole in a condom, so he wasn’t so sure about this. "We’ll see," he mumbled, using his finger to wipe a few stray, black stands which matted to the raven’s forehead. "But for now, let's just focus on getting cleaned up and getting out of here before someone walks in on us.’’
Ivan rolled his eyes, smiling mockingly. “Tch. Coward.”
Till flicked his forehead, earning a sharp yelp from the jock, rubbing his reddening forehead. “Shut up and put your clothes back on, brat.”