Can't You See I Want You?

Rhett groaned, downing one more shot of Bourbon before deciding to go home to his boyfriend. He had yet to make love to the boy, though he wanted too. Waiting was frustrating but he did not want to rush him and have Kyndal refuse him so he waited until the smaller man started anything. His walk home was a short one, but to him it felt long. He was tired and horny. He was always horny lately.
Rhett unlocked his door, turning the handle and pushing the door open, gazing inside his home.

Kyndal was just as bad as Rhett if not worse. He was used to sex like every night. He was so horny. He'd been in the bedroom, trying to jerk off quickly when he heard the door open.
He hadn't wanted to rush Rhett but he was WAY too horny tonight... it'd been monthss since his last decent fuck.
He quickly did his pants up and ran at Rhett, practically tacklign the large man.

Rhett caught his lover, raising a brow at Kyndal.
"Whah are ya doin' luv?" The man could feel the bulge in Kyndal's pants.
He groaned softly, damn he wanted to just rip all of Kyndal's clothes away from him.

"Hugging you." He murmured into Rhett's neck, smirking softly. "Whats it look like?"

"Whell et looks like yar huggin meh but et feels like yar wantin a shag shart stack." He chuckled, a low rumbling sound.

Kyndal giggled.
"That obvious huh?" He looked down at the tent in his sweatpants. He paused. "Um.. you wanna help me.. take care of this." He raised an eyebrow.

Rhett took Kyndal's hand...pressing his hand to the bulge in his own jean's.
"Only if ya whell help meh with this."

Kyndal immediately palmed his boyfriend's crotch.
"I think we can work something out..."

Rhett grinned at him, throwing Kyndal over his shoulder, walking to their bed room and kicking the door shut.
He threw the boy on the bed, making sure he landed before jumping on him, covering the small body with his own.

Kyndal landed with an "oof!" He grinned at Rhett, pressing a passionate kiss to his lips.

Rhett groaned, his large hands tearing away clothes and LITERALLY ripping, tearing them to shreds until the body was bare. When he had Kyndal bare of every inch of clothing, his large hands roamed the small body of his boyfriend, just feeling and sizing him up, seeing how rough he could be.

Kyndal moaned with anticipation. Rhett hadn't even touched him yet and yet he was so erect it hurt.

The man threw off his shirt, his hands squeezing Kyndal's cheeks hard, promising to leave hand shaped bruises in the middle of each cheek while his mouth nipped around Kyndal's collar, he barred down at one place, breaking skin and letting a small trail of blood tickle down the boy's neck.

Kyndal gasped softly, tilting his head and giving Rhett more space to work on his neck.

Rhett's fingers brushed over Kyndal's small red pucker. He never fingered for preparation, it was solely for the foreplay.
His lips trailed down Kynda's chest, nipping softly.

KYndal meowed at him his tiny hands combing through the large man's hair.

Rhett nipped harder, hard enough to leave a long trail of purplish marks, promising to be black bruises my the next day. The man flopped over, undoing his button up pants and sliding them down, lifting his abdomen to get them off of his ass before shucking them off his legs and slinging them across the room.

You could tell by the look in Kyndal's eyes he was in complete bliss. While this may have been too painful for some boys it was just plain amazing for Kyndal...

Rhett removed his boxers, rolled back atop Kyndal and roughly yanking him up. He sat on his knees, shoving Kyndal's head low to between his legs and growled softly.
"Suck." He commanded.

Kyndal took his dick in, he hadn't seen it until now. God was it huge. Oh he couldn't wait. He wrapped his lips around the head of Rhett's erection and slowly bobbed his head on it, taking it in inch by inch.

Rhett was eleven inches, almost twelve, he was thick around the middle and he was swollen, cum weeping from the slit in the pink head of his erection. A large vein ran up the side of it, it looked delicious...
Rhett groaned lightly, his fingers knotting Kyndals hair as he tugged it, forcing the boy to take more of him in.

Kyndal almost gagged but quickly caught himself, pausing for a moment before taking even more in, as much as he could possibly handle before pulling it back out of his mouth, swirling his tongue around the weeping head, like a lollipop and bobbing his head on the thick girth.

Rhett threw his head back, howling lightly. His hand wrapped around the base of his loves neck, yanking him down harder, bobbing him down on his erection with bruising forced, his other hand tangled in his boyfriends hair, squeezing so hard it would surly be tender tomorrow.

Kyndal refused to gag on the huge dick being shoved down his throat. He wore a look of complete concentration as he thought about nothing but making Rhett feel good, his own pleasure was already skyrocketing.

Rhett roughly shoved Kyndal down, forcing him so his nose was pressed to the dark black pubic hairs above Rhett's member, his other hand being snatched from his hair. He reached and dug his nails into the skin of the small of Kyndal's back before he raked his hand up ward, all the way too Kyndal's neck, leaving behind long angry red whelps.