chpt 7

Marshall leisurely guided his soft dick out of a fucked-out Kelly, who is quaking from his orgasm. Marshall can feel Kelly clamping down, sucking him back in. His blunt, hot, head slid past his gaping hole. Marshall watched Kelly's face as he did so, his pastel eyebrows turned up, eyes flickering up under his eyelids, his petite mouth slightly open, his white teeth biting down on his tongue. Mashall loved the moans hushed under his breath, how he tried to keep them in. He chuckled as he opened the side car door, scooping Kelly up, and heaving him out of the car.

"F-fuck... w-wait!~ The rabbit you gave me!"

Kelly looked up at him with glassy blue eyes, a hand at tugging at his hoodie. Marshall kisses his forehead as he reaches back in to retrieve the long blue rabbit. Shutting the door and giving him the toy, Kelly turns red, trying to hide his face in his chest as Marshall starts to walk to the front door.

"I swear you act like a baby."

Kelly mumbles incoherently, twisting his head, so one eye was visible. His face portrayed a scowl, his pretty eyes watery. Marshall happily stared down at him.

"mm'not~ you're mean~.... I want it because... you gave it to me-"

Marshall died as he unlocked the door, slipping off his shoes, and locked the door behind him.

"You're so precious~"

Kelly squealed, slapping his chest.

"nghh~ shud'up!"

As Marshall trekked up the stairs, the cum began trickling down Kelly's hole, he gasps sharply.

"Hnng-"

Using a hand to cover off the hole, arm over the abdomen, finger tips pressing on the ring.

"You're still horny?"

A confused tone in his voice.

"You're whiny ass just got railed, you want more?"

Kelly shot him an annoyed look.

"No! ... Just... it's dripping out~"

Marshall makes it to Kelly's room.

"Can I watch you finger the cum out in the bathroom?"

"You old bastard, so fucking perverted! You think everything is going to be fine after how mean your ass was in the car?!"

Kelly pouted angrily. Marshall opened the door laughing loudly.

"I was teasing you!"

Upon hearing the door click open, Kelly froze. The saddle was on the far side of his bed, though the bed hid its position, once Marshall looks on the other side of the mattress, it's over. Fuuuuuuck the saddle! He yelled as he pushed himself off of Marshall, and wobbly gained stability standing, he started to push Marshall out if the door while cussing like a sailor.

"Wait, why are you kicking me out?! Are you seriously that mad over the teasing?!"

Marshall stayed stagnant at the threshold, watching Kelly doing his damnedest to move him.

"NO! JUST GET FOR A FUCKING SECOND! SHIT MOVE BITCH!!"

Marshall smirked, a sly look on his face as he easily pushed Kelly aside, entering the dark room.

"NO!!~'

Marshall felt on the wall for the light switch, squinting his eyes as he flicked the lights on. His gaze fell on Kelly's bed, the hooded seal plump on the sheets. Marshall looked back at Kelly with an empathetic look.

"Kelly~ There's nothing wrong with sleeping with a stuffed animal-"

He walked to the bed and picked it up, he smiled wide.

"You even have my hoodie on it~ that's so cute, you missed me that much?"

Kelly, flustered, stood fiddling with his hands. I forgot about that, but it's not as bad as him finding saddle though.

"Y-yeah I did- u-um LETS GO TO THE BATHROOM NOW, IT'S UH- GOING DOWN MY THIGH!"

Marshall narrowed his eyes at Kelly, there's no way he can flip being mad this quickly, suspicion rose in him. What could he be hiding? He laughed deeply as he circled the bed looking around the room, watching as Kelly's face contorted in horror.

"What are you hiding?-"

Kelly ran at him, pulling at his arm using all his weight.

"Wait no! PLease? I-ill let you watch me finger myself! Just, please!!"

Marshall made it to the other side of the bed, he was so confused, Kelly's eyes were filling up with tears.

"Why are you crying? What's so bad that you don't want me to see-"

Marshall turned his head, Kelly, following his gaze, innocently sitting there was the white saddle and with the oh-so obvious dildo attachment standing proud on top, the open bottle of anal tube accenting it. Marshall smiled stupidly, cheekily glancing back and forth from the saddle to Kelly, who was covering his face with his hands.

"You missed me THAT much?"

Kelly was entirely embarrassed, he slowly nodded. Marshall's face relaxed, he gripped Kelly by the waist bringing him into a hug, cradling Kelly's head into the crook of his neck, Marshall could feel the heated moisture of sweat and tears, Kelly's chest pressed to his.

"I did~"

Kelly's voice was breaking, ashamed of his desperate attempt at filling in Marshall's presence. Marshall massaged Kelly's sides with the heel of his palm, kissing his neck, trailing down to his clavicle.

"Does it feel better than me?"

Marshall asked, the question rumbling deep in his throat. Kelly was still mad at Marshall, refusing to let his kisses let that fire diminish. I'm gonna tease him back.

"So much better than an old man."

Marshall's face darkened, fingers digging into Kelly, they released to continue their grip on Kelly's ass. Kelly squeaked as they spread his cheeks, both pointer and middle fingers deep in his hole, gaping him as wide as they could go, leaving him on his tippy toes. Moaning, the air ticking at the sensitive exposed tissue of his entrance.

"Let's test that theory, shall we-"

hMarshall hoisted his up by the ass, making his whine loudly, Once they got closer to the saddle, marshall crouches, Kelly in his lap, he takes a hand out of his ass and pours some lube over the stick, then he drops Kelly ass on it, seven inches quick up the ass. Kelly screams, arching, jutting his chest out.

"FUuck~"

In a split-second Marshall sets the motor to max, the motor jump starts to a severely violent vibration.

Kelly choking on his words, all his muscles taut, hands clutching onto the motor for dear life. His hole was sparking up with pleasure, his vision flashing white, shrieking as the dildo rubbed into delicate bundles of nerves. He tried to lift off the torturous ride but Marshall weighted down his shoulder with a stone hand. Kelly's head snapped up, his wet lower lip being a bit.

"FUCK THIS ISN'T FUNNY! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE anggh~! Turn it offf~ ooohh~!"

Kelly's core tightened up, the dick hitting his g spot as it rotated, pulses of heated waves flow down his legs to his toes.

"OH FUCK~!!"

His orgasm punches him in the gut, his legs flailing as he is forced to ride out his orgasm, his dick explodes cum, soaking his seat and dripping down the motor, his nerves hyper sensitive from cumming.

"FUCKFUCKFUCK!! pleaaase let me off, to-too much, it's too much, I caaaaghhhhn~"

He bites his lip until it bleeds, eyes closed, another orgasm hitting him twice as hard, he leans forward, thighs glued together, trembling in unison with the machine. Marshall takes out his junk, his hard cock standing tall, with a large hand he pulls Kelly up, who's lips are now touching his dick. Kelly, completely out of it moans on the tip, immediately dropping his jaw to bend closer to his dick, he extends his tongue far out, catching the underside of the dick. Kelly keeps his mouth wide as the fat cock was inched into his hot mouth. Kelly was getting drunk off the musky salty taste, swiping his pink tongue over the head for more of the pre, he gagged on it as it hit the back of his throat, spit beading down his chin, Marshall shoved it further in, his pubes now tickling Kelly's lips. He fucks the shit out of Kelly's face, almost matching the pace of the machine. Kelly can't really breath, but still sucks as hard as he can, whining on the dick, his throat vibrating. Kelly cums again, doubling the mess on his seat. Marshall's hips stutter in rhythm, snapping hard on Kelly's throat, pumping out his load, Kelly cumming again after him.

Marshall shuts off the machine, Kelly is still shaking from the multiple orgasms, currently in a daze. He holds Marshall's eye contact, softly swallowing the cum in his mouth, the wet noise loud, licking the stickiness off his lips he leans forward to Marshall's limp dick, his lips latching on to the head, sucking hard on it. He crawls off the motor, the streams of cum stringing down his thighs and ass to the floor. He licks a long stripe up under the dick, it being wider than his tongue. He licked and sucking it all over, cleaning the sides and bobbing his head down the shaft, moaning as he sucked off the cherry, feeling the weight of the dick on his face.

"Is it still better than me-?"

Kelly, still wanting to be mischievous, he pushes Marshall's buttons.

"A-always, an-an old shit like you can't com-compete, it lasts so much longer-"

He responds out of breath, his cat like eyes testing Marshall. He was met with cold and dark eyes, a scary and hot atmosphere developing. He swallows dryly, why can't I ever shut up. Marshall rips him from his sitting position and chucks his body on the bed.

"Augh-!"

Marshall draped his heavy body over Kelly's back, pinning him to the sheets, his thumbs widening his used hole, his hands clutching his ass cheeks with bruising strength. He lowers his head next to Kelly's ear.

"This old fuck, isn't gonna go easy on you any more, I'm not gonna stop until it's dawn-"

The horrifying promise rumbled in his voice, terrifying Kelly. He ground his dick against his hole, the slippery warmth making him whine.

Iv'e never done marathon sex before.

I'm so fucking stupid, the teasing wasn't worth it.

His breath hitches, tears spilling over, wetting the sheets, he grips the sheets for impact.

His insides and legs are so fucked.