{{Holy ******** I went over the limit. But it was for the sake of good smut.}}

Patch was laid down on his stomach, on his bed with Theo. THE_****’s real name was Theo ****ake, which was quite amusing to Patch. But he was thinking of something else. He looked backwards, smiling up at Theo. ”...I want you to **** me… I want this as much as you.”

That was all Theo needed to hear. That Patch wanted this as much as he did. Which was hardly believable. Theo wanted this VERY much. So much. He didn’t think anyone wanted anything as much as he wanted this right now.

Theo’s mind was clouded with lust and anticipation. The throbbing in his lower regions was almost painful now. He needed to be inside Patch. He really did. He’d work out all the complications later. His job, INCIT. None of it mattered right now. Nothing but him and Patch mattered right now.

Theo waited a minute, trying to make Patch’s opening as loose as possible. Then he withdrew his fingers from him. The air nipped at them, leaving them feeling cold after having been inside Patch’s warm body. Theo actually shivered, from the cold, from the anticipation, from seeing Patch shiver occasionally.

He grabbed his male reproductive organ and led it easily to Patch’s bum, finding the hole, he positioned just outside. The tip of it teasing the rim of Patch’s small cavern. Theo then grabbed Patch’s small hips and just as he started to press inside he pulled Patch’s hips up too, impaling him with his rather large male reproductive organ.

It was slow, even with all the lubrication. Theo was just so damn small. So ****ing small. A small moan escaped Theo’s lips at the sensation. His throbbing male reproductive organ entered Patch. Patch’s body seemed to squeeze him, the fit was very very tight. He groaned at the sensations. His male reproductive organ was begging him, deeper, and deeper he went. He went into Patch all the way, buried deep in his soft and warm taunt flesh. It was like Heaven.

It took all of Theo’s willpower to not start ****ing him immediantly. He was crazy with lust. It was then that he realized that he hadn’t been paying much attention to Patch’s reaction to all this. He looked down at Patch with dark hazy eyes to bumess his take.

“Patch?” He gasped out, his voice husky and controlled. God, he was in bliss.

Patch let out a loud hiss in pain the second Theo’s male reproductive organ was inside of him. It was almost as painful as the first time. There was just a hot, large feeling deep within him. And it was amazing.

He was whimpering and moaning all at once. What started as a moan ended as a whimper. It would be difficult to tell which from which, but this was normal. He knew that it would hurt like this with any kind of man. “F-f-ff****…” he groaned, feeling his innards begin to shift around a little bit. There was a stretching that was ever-so painful and pleasuring all at once.

He looked up at Theo, hearing his concerned voice. It was surprising, knowing that Theo really did care about him. “Nnhaahhh… I’m… f-f-fine…” he said, before he bit into his pillow. It hurt so ****ing much, but it felt so good. ”..n..n..’nother minute…” he said, sounding rather pained. But it was definitely good for him too. “Th-then we’ll take it slow..”

Theo looked down at Patch, waiting for him to answer him, to say something. Did he want him to stop, did he want him to continue? What did he want him to do? Theo knew what he wanted, but he refrained. He could feel his steroid instincts inside him. Wanting to **** Patch right now. He ignored them though, pushing them back.

If it had been anyone else he probably would have said, screw it, and given in too.

Theo looked down at Patch’s sleek body and watched as he turned his head back to look up at him. He listened to the pain in his words that contradicted what he was saying. He winced at seeing him bite the pillow roughly. Theo let his hands glide over his cold back, soothingly, adding sensation.

He waited a minute or so, the entire time trying not to move or jostle Patch at all. His male reproductive organ was pulsing inside him though, eager to began.

“Okay, I’m going to s-start.” Theo said, anticipation and desire dripping from his words. He had waited longer then a minute. “If you want me to stop just say so.” His voice was husky.

Theo grabbed his hips again, holding him firmly and possessively. He slowly began to pull back, trying not to move too quickly at first, lest he hurt Patch. Then be began to thrust back into him, as gently as he could manage under the heat he felt in his loins and the pure burning intensity that was settled in his shaft. He repeated what he did, trying to get Patch’s body used to it.

He groaned. God. Anyone else that he had ****ed before didn’t compare to this.

Patch simply lay underneath Theo’s mbumive body, panting. He knew his body could take it, but he would have to wait for a while. For a minute, he looked up and gave Theo an extremely loving smile. He wanted Theo to feel like there was no danger in this. There really wasn’t, though. The worst the could happen was Patch would bleed inside a little bit, but there was no possibility for danger that was permanent.

He looked down again, nodding at Theo. The large male reproductive organ inside of him slowly began to pull back out of him, causing Patch to gasp out into the room’s silence. “Nnhaaaa…” he moaned, this time out of more pleasure than pain. Luckily, the pain was beginning to subside. “F-f-**** me…”

His hips moved forward, and then backwards with each hesitant thrust. It felt and hurt so good…

The breathy response to Theo’s motions only excited Theo even more. He complied and was even slightly more encouraged when Patch started to move his hips along with him. The pain couldn’t be that bad if Patch was actively participating now. Although Theo knew there would be some pain still.

Theo’s smooth thrusts began to pick up speed and power. Each time he pulled back he’d go back inside the warm cavern of Patch’s body a little deeper. It felt so damn good. So warm and tight. He was finally inside Patch again.

“God. You’re so damn tight.” Theo growled, his voice full of pleasure.

He wanted Patch to feel as much pleasure as he was feeling though, with no pain.

Of course, that wasn’t possible. Patch knew he wouldn’t feel nearly as much pleasure that Theo was feeling. Theo was just so… big. Considering how tight Patch was, he knew that it felt amazing to Theo. “T-tight? Heh…” he said, laughing slightly. He knew that he had one way for him to feel more pleasure.

He raised a quivering hand, and pulled one of Theo’s hands towards Patch’s own crotch. He made Theo grab hold of his manhood, then stroke him slightly. It felt amazing, and he could do nothing but simply be a good **** to Theo. He thrusted his hips onto Theo’s throbbing erection, and then into his hand.

But he suddenly let out a very loud moan. “Omifuuuaaaaahhhhcking god…” he moaned, feeling Theo slam into Patch’s prostate. It felt amazing. “DoitagainohmygodPLEASE.” He wanted more, and more, and more. He loved Theo being inside of him.

Theo was so lost in his waves of pleasure that he hardly felt the quivering hand tugging on his. Then he realized it and looked down at Patch as he thrust into him. He felt Patch pull his hand down to his manhood and press it there. Instantly Theo felt a slight pang of guilt. He should have done that sooner, but he had been so absorbed in his own pleasure and feelings.

Regardless he wrapped his fingers around Patch’s male reproductive organ and stroked him in time with each thrust. He squeezed his fingers tighter and then would loosen them.

Just then he heard Patch moan really loud. It send shivers down Theo’s spine, making him go faster. He felt the building pressure inside him. So, Patch liked that, did he? Theo knew he had hit his prostate. So, he did the only thing he could do. He did it again, pulling back then thrusting in deeply. This time he rubbed his thumb over the tip of Patch’s shaft as he did it.

Theo growled, he was coming close to great timesming soon and he had a feeling that if he kept hitting Patch’s prostate then he would be too.

Patch’s needy moans did not subside at all. He moaned Theo’s name a few times, asking for him to **** him, over and over again. He was glad that Theo finally grabbed hold of his erection, making the whole experience much more pleasurable. “Oh god, Theo…” he moaned once more, before looking back at Theo’s face.

He was rocking back and forth now, enjoying this immensely. “**** me… please…”

But he shivered, feeling his sweat get cool. The emotions… the feelings… the sensations… it was just so much, and it was overwhelming. “Pleeeasee…”

Looking back at Theo, before biting into the pillow. “Harder…”

Right now, while lost in the moment, should Patch have asked Theo to stay with him then Theo would have promised him with forever and meant that one word too. If he could be like this, with Patch, forever then he would. This was just the best feeling in the world. Hearing Patch moan his name, feeling him tight around him, knowing that Patch was now enjoying it as much as Theo was. It was all just so GOOD.

Theo looked down, as Patch looked back at him, and watched his face as he ****ed him. Right now he loved Patch. He probably wouldn’t feel as strongly about it after he got over his lustful feelings and came, but right this moment he did.

“Paaaaatch.” Theo hissed. He was so close to great timesming. He could feel it, building up inside him. He wanted Patch to great times first though.

When Patch told him to go harder he didn’t have to be told twice. He went harder. Deeper. Faster. Lust was clear in his eyes. His hand went faster on Patch’s shaft. Yes, Theo went harder.

“God, Patch.” Theo groaned.

Theo was going to get his wish. Since Theo was older, more experienced, and more seasoned, he was likely to great times after Patch. “Theeeeoooo…” he moaned, looking up into his eyes. ”...Iloveyouso****ingmuchohmygod…” he said, almost incomprehensibly. It was still likely that Theo would still understand what he said. He hadn’t ever actually said that he loved Theo before. But he did, right now and right then. He loved him so much.

“Theo!” he called, his entire body clenching up. His insides practically crushed against Theo’s mbumive male reproductive organ in midthrust, causing him to slam into his prostate one last time. He moaned loudly again, and then came.

He moaned the entire time, spurting great times all over the sheets.

Theo heard him moan and then say something else that was incoherent afterwards. Theo thought he caught the word love but he wasn’t sure. He didn’t really care too much about it right then either because he was so close to great timesming. So ****ing close. His male reproductive organ was throbbing and burning. The pressure was intense.

Just then Patch tensed up, and then came all over the bed. Theo still thrusted into him, and stroked his manhood, letting him ride the orgasm out. The moaning and feeling Patch’s insides clench down on his male reproductive organ made Theo come not a minute later. He growled out Patch’s name roughly, his voice husky and as he came he thrust into him a few more times.

When he was finished he felt oddly sedated. Theo withdrew from Patch, satisfyed. He looked down at him and smiled, a genuine smile. He flopped down on the bed next to him and wrapped an arm around him lazily, pulling Patch to his chest a bit possessively.

“Mine.” He whispered into his ear as he tugged him closer and pressed a chaste kiss to his neck.

Patch smiled, and let Theo hold him. “I love you.”

Theo twitched. “YOU’RE A MONSTROUS HOMOfabulous person…. Sorry. I mean.. I love you, too.”

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