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It’s music to his ears. Enough for Travis to allow the boy some reprieve. He reaches forward and gently nudges the boy’s hands off his ass, letting them fall to the bed. Carter whispers a shaky, “Thank you,” and deflates into the mattress.
“Don’t thank me quite yet,” Travis warns as he pulls his fingers out of the boy’s hole. Then he rests the head of his cock against the pretty, tight pucker and pushes forward without any more preamble. The boy jolts and gasps. Travis smirks. “Still love it?”
All Carter manages is a very high-pitched, broken, “Mhhmm.”
Travis sighs as his entire cock is sheathed in the boy. He’s not going to last. Not with how fucking happy he is. He supposes it’s not the end of the world if this is quick on his part. He can still enjoy torturing the boy a little more before letting him off the hook.
“Sir?” Carter asks, probably wondering why Travis isn’t moving.
“Hush.” Travis pulls almost all the way out, then pauses. For dramatic effect. Wells said it best tonight when he said being a dom is half-instinct, half-dramatic effect. Travis hadn’t even realized it, but it’s so fucking true. He’s definitely a man that enjoys the dramatic effect. Especially when paired with sadism.
“Sir.”
“Hush,” he says again, smacking a hand down on the boy’s abused ass. “Be good.”
He whimpers and nods, his hands squeezing the shit out of his sheets. “S-sorry, sir. B-be quiet now.”
“Mmm.” Travis drags his fingertips over the boy’s bright red cheeks. It makes him squirm and gasp and shudder, but he doesn’t say anything. “Good boy.”
Carter relaxes under the praise, almost like the words melt him.
Travis takes the opportunity and slams into him.
Then he doesn’t stop.
He fucks the boy hard and fast, not giving him a chance to catch his breath, much less speak. He makes sure his pelvis slaps against those red cheeks with every thrust, aiming his cock right at the boy’s prostate. When Carter starts to mumble and slur words like, “Please,” and, “Sir,” and, “Need,” Travis reaches around and grips the base of his boy’s cock, squeezing it until Carter sobs.
“Don’t you dare come,” he growls, plastering his chest against Carter’s back. He bites harshly at the boy’s ear. It makes Carter sob again, his cock bouncing in Travis’s grip. Travis chuckles, low and deep and dark, and fucks into him harder than ever.
“Sir is going to fill you up, but you better not come. You hear me? You be a good fucking boy and take all of sir’s cum without letting any of yours out.”
“Yes, sir,” he promises, his chest heaving with sobs. “Be good. Promise. Good. Good boy.”
Travis presses a smile into the side of the boy’s neck and closes his eyes, feeling euphoric even before his orgasm takes over.
All of it is nearly overwhelming - the mind-numbing orgasm, the smell of the boy in his arms, the sounds of his cries, the taste of his tears when Travis presses kisses to the side of his face, every needy little sir that tumbles past his lips, the love – so much fucking love - he has for him.
He doesn’t know how long it takes for him to come down. Probably just a minute or two. It’s enough to have the boy going wild in his arms, though. All squirmy and gasping and shameless as he begs and begs and begs.
“Please,” Carter nearly shouts when Travis pulls out of him. His little hole flutters, a glob of Travis’s cum getting pushed out with the movement. Travis’s cock already starts to stir as he watches his cum slide toward the boy’s tight sack. “Please, please, I - I can’t. Sir. I can’t. I need.”
“Soon,” Travis promises. He waits a second, until the cum is on Carter’s balls, then smacks his hand down on them. The boy howls, his hands scrambling on the sheets before he manages to fist them. “Those balls are pretty full, sweetheart. Want sir to help?”
Carter sobs, his whole body trembling. It takes him two tries before he manages to say, “Yes, sir.” Then, “Please, please, please.”
“Spread those legs for me, then.” When Carter spreads his legs wide enough for his cock to brush against the bed, Travis tsks and pulls him back. The boy sobs again, his hips jerking slightly like he’s fighting himself to keep from disobeying and pressing back against the sheets. “Stay just like that. You want to be good for sir, don’t you?”
All he gets out of the boy is a soft, needy whine. He accepts it.
Especially since he plans on putting the boy through a few more minutes of agony before giving him his happy ending.
With his hole cum-soaked and fucked loose, Travis has no problem sliding two fingers into the boy. Carter gasps and tenses, then goes pliant and lifts his ass higher to beg for more. He begs verbally too, his words jumbled and slurred. Travis grins when he curls his fingers to press right against Carter’s prostate and the boy’s words turn into a shout.
“Such heavy balls,” Travis muses, running a fingertip teasingly along them as he works the boy from the inside. Carter makes a soft choking sound and shivers. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. Sir will help you empty them.”
The boy still hasn’t caught on, eagerly pushing back against Carter’s fingers.
It takes him about a minute of soft touches to his sack and Travis’s fingers - nothing on his cock - for him to realize something is wrong.
