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Chrissy closes the door to his apartment. Talking to Manuel never fails to lift his spirits. As reclusive as he is, Chrissy enjoys going out and meeting the few friends he has. However, his mood changes when he sees Matt.

“Oh. What… You’re home early,” Chrissy says.

“Babydoll, I…” Matt twiddles his fingers. “I was… waiting for you.”

Chrissy feels his body tense up. He’s not ready for another fight. He tries to look casual as he takes off his bracelets and puts them on the dish on the console by the door.

Matt notices Chrissy’s body language and almost trips over himself running to Chrissy. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

Before Chrissy can say anything, Matt holds him so tightly.

“I… know what happened this morning. I’ve been taking these, uh… supplements, and I also had espresso and I just… blew up. I couldn’t concentrate at the office. I was irritable all day and just decided to come home.”

“What kind of supplements?”

“It’s… caffeine-based.”

Chrissy sighs. It’s amazing how someone as smart as Matt, careful as Matt, someone who reads every nutrition label on every package, fails to connect that having espresso on top of caffeine supplements could have an explosive effect.

“You really hurt me,” Chrissy says.

“I did. I’m sorry. I was a huge asshole. I’ve been a huge asshole to you.”

When Matt finally breaks his hug, Chrissy notices tears in his fiancΓ©’s eyes. He rarely sees Matt cry. Yes, he’s seen Matt cry before when watching movies, but almost never in situations like these. Matt’s always been the cool, calm, collected half of their duo.

Chrissy wipes Matt’s tears with his palms. Matt smiles and kisses Chrissy’s lips.

In an instant, memories flood Chrissy’s brain. Their first meet, their first kiss, their first fuck, all the adventures they’ve shared thus far. At the same time, images of their potential future weave in. A wedding, a house with cats, a happily ever after.

Can he trust Matt after all this? Can they come out of this unscathed?

“You look really cute in that romper,” Matt says.

Chrissy suppresses his smile. He doesn’t want Matt to think it’s that easy to get off the hook. “We moved a lot of merch during and after the live stream. I made so much money, maybe twice what I make for a design job.”

“Babydoll, I…”

“I know, I know, you make enough money for both of us, but this is… It’s exciting, it’s fun. I help Billy make money and get paid doing it, too. You know how difficult it is for someone as old as I am to reenter the office job market and not get crushed by someone half my age with an actual degree in design?”

“You’re not that old.”

“And it’s nice to feel wanted. People watching me and commenting and buying stuff from the store, it’s validating. Porn isn’t always… accepting of people my age…”

“Babydoll, you’re not that old…”

Chrissy chuckles. “All I’m saying is it’s nice… It felt nice. Especially since, well, it wasn’t like you were around much.”

Matt gives Chrissy little kisses on his face and neck. “I’m sorry… I know I’ve been… absent.”

“And I thought, oh gosh, is it the seven-year itch? Have we really become that sexless couple?”

“No! I mean, I hope not? I still think you’re super hot. One of the reasons I’ve begun taking the supplements is to be able to focus more, have more energy.”

“And do you?” Chrissy says.

“Yes. Work’s great, I’ve been going to the gym again… It’s just… Just today I knew it’d be a long morning so I thought I’d get an espresso shot with the supplements and, well…”

“How’re you feeling right now?”

“I’ve come down. But…” Matt lets his sentence trail off.

“But what?”

Matt doesn’t answer, he slides open the top of Chrissy’s romper, exposing Chrissy’s titties.

“Oh, something is definitely still up…” Chrissy giggles when Matt presses his hard dick against Chrissy’s body and roughly grabs Chrissy’s butt, pawing and fingering Chrissy’s cunt through the fabric of his romper.

Matt’s hands move up to the collar of Chrissy’s romper, and he starts peeling off Chrissy’s one-piece. When Chrissy’s upper body is completely naked and the romper’s barely clinging around Chrissy’s waist, Matt reaches down inside the front of the romper. “Well, well, well… Looks like my whore of a wife has been running around with no panties. What a nasty little sissy skank…”

With one swift move, Matt grabs Chrissy’s hard dicklet and frees it from the confines of Chrissy’s tight romper.

Chrissy moans when Matt starts tugging and jerking off his tiny cock. Matt’s thumbs makes circular moves, massaging the underside of Chrissy’s cock head. The lust in Matt’s eyes turns Chrissy on even more.

Matt knows this. He gives Chrissy’s dicklet one final squeeze before slapping it, eliciting a moan from Chrissy. “Strip, whore!”

Chrissy can feel Matt eyeing him as he takes off his shoes and the rest of his romper as fast as he can. For a moment, Chrissy stands fully naked in front of Matt. Chrissy’s tiny dicklet is erect, ready for attention.

“You missed me, slut?” Matt looks straight into Chrissy’s eyes.

Chrissy can barely muster a response.

“Answer me, you dumb bitch!” Matt turns Chrissy around roughly and pushes him against the back of their sofa.

“Yes…”

“Yes what, you fuckin’ cunt?” Matt grinds his hard dick against Chrissy’s butt as he licks Chrissy’s ear and twists Chrissy’s nipple.

“Yes, Master Matt…”

“Good girl.” Matt turns Chrissy around and gives him a sloppy kiss. With one swoop, he hoists Chrissy and fireman-carries him to the bedroom, giving the giggling Chrissy a ton more kisses.

As they reach the bed, Matt throws Chrissy onto the mattress. He lifts Chrissy’s legs, spreads them, and dives down to lick Chrissy’s cunt.

“Oh, fuck,” Chrissy says and throws his head back in ecstasy. Matt gives an amazing rim job. The way Matt laps and licks his hole drives Chrissy crazy. Matt loves to use his strong tongue to fuck Chrissy’s cunt.

Matt’s hands reach up and he starts kneading Chrissy’s tits, pinching, flicking, twisting, and pulling his extremely sensitive nipples.

Chrissy thrashes his head from side to side and arches his back, overtaken by the sensation of Matt’s mouth on his cunt and fingers on his titties. It seems like Chrissy’s moans encourage Matt to eat out Chrissy’s pussy deeper and twist his nipples harder.

After he’s satisfied with how wet Chrissy’s cunt is, Matt slinks upwards and kisses Chrissy fully on the mouth, forcing his tongue down Chrissy’s throat, making his slut taste his own cuntjuice.

Chrissy’s eyes rolled up to the back of his head, intoxicated by Matt’s aggressive tongue. Chrissy’s muffled moans add fuel to the fire and makes Matt wilder.

Matt reaches up to grab the bottle of lube whilst his other hand roams all over Chrissy’s naked body.

“Put a pillow under your butt, I’m gonna fuck that tight cunt of yours,” Matt says as he breaks the kiss.

Chrissy scrambles to do what his Master tells him. He gets ready as Matt pushes his pants down and lubes up his huge dick. He can feel the head of Matt’s cock line up against his cunt.

Without saying a word, Matt pushes his dick deep inside Chrissy’s pussy and starts pounding Chrissy.

Chrissy throws his head back and screams, both his pain soon turns into pleasure as Matt positions his body at an angle so the bulbous head of his hard cock massages Chrissy’s prostate.

“Eyes on me, whore!” Matt slaps Chrissy’s face. “You missed me, didn’t you?” He leans down and spits on Chrissy’s open mouth and face.

“Yes, Master,” Chrissy can feel his tears dripping down, mixing with Matt’s spit. His cheeks feel hot, and so does his cunt. He can feel the aggression in each of Matt’s thrust.

“Feels good raping this sloppy cunt, been too long.”

Before Chrissy can respond, Matt covers Chrissy’s mouth and nose, restricting his breathing.

“You like that, dontcha, ya skank? A real man raping your slutty, faggot hole?”

Chrissy nods. He grabs Matt’s hand, holding on to it, trying to get it off his face. But Matt grabs both Chrissy’s wrists and pins them above Chrissy’s head.

Matt laughs. “Dumb bitch. You’re just a weak, sissy slut with a tiny dick.” Matt removes his hand from Chrissy’s face. “Say it.”

“I’m a weak…” Chrissy starts sobbing. “Weak, sissy slut… with a tiny dick.”

Matt laughs and puts his hand around Chrissy’s neck, pushing down on Chrissy’s throat. “Flick that clit, whore! Stroke that tiny nub you call a cock!”

Chrissy’s eyes roll to the back of his head as his body tingles with pleasure. With one hand, he starts jerking off his dicklet whilst his other hand grabs Matt’s forearm and pulls it closer to him, encouraging Matt to choke him even harder.

“That’s my slutty girl. You can get fucked by whoever and whatever you want, as long as you come back to me, yeah? You can take as many dicks as you want, as long as you come back to me. You got that, bitch?” Matt releases his hold on Chrissy’s neck just enough for him to respond.

Chrissy nods. “Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.”

“Good girl, good girl. You’re my girl, yeah?”

“Yes, Master Matt.”

“Say it, faggot.”

“I’m your girl, Master Matt…”

Matt kisses Chrissy hard, he moves his hips up and down, slamming his dick in and pulling it out of Chrissy’s raw, sloppy cunt, roughly pulling on Chrissy’s nipple and slapping Chrissy’s bouncing titties. “Gonna get this sissy bitch cunt pregnant. You want that, skank?”

“Yes, please. Please breed me, Master…” Chrissy sways his hips, meeting Matt’s thrusts, sending Matt’s dick deeper and deeper inside him.

Matt closes his eyes and holds Chrissy’s waist tightly. “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming,” Matt says. “Fuck yeah, take my fuck, whore!”

As Matt pumps his load, he grabs Chrissy’s hips and pushes deep, sending his hot cum inside Chrissy’s belly. The combination of Matt’s pulsating dick pressing against his prostate and the warmth of Matt’s cum is too much for Chrissy, and he starts squirting.

Chrissy squirts so high that his cum hits his own face.

Matt laughs and slaps Chrissy’s cheek, smearing Chrissy’s cum all over Chrissy’s face. “Fuck, that’s so hot.” He gathers the cum from Chrissy’s tits and stomach, forcefeeding it to Chrissy.

Chrissy gasps and chokes as he tries to swallow as much of his cum as possible, licking Matt’s fingers and palm clean.

Without warning, Matt roughly pulls his dick out of Chrissy’s cunt. Chrissy can feel Matt’s cum seeping out of his hole. Matt climbs up. He yanks Chrissy’s ponytail and presents his still hard, glistening dick to Chrissy. “Suck it clean, faggot!”

Chrissy automatically parts his lips and starts cleaning Matt’s dick with his tongue and mouth, licking and lapping Matt’s cum, mixed with lube, sweat, and his own cunt juices. He swallows every drop of liquid, proud to have pleasured his Master.

When Matt’s satisfied with the cleaning job, he pulls his softened dick out of Chrissy’s mouth. He kisses Chrissy’s forehead and cuddles him from behind.

Matt catches his breath and pulls Chrissy closely. “Was that… Was that too rough for you?”

“A bit,” Chrissy says. “But I Ioved it.”

“You’re my bitch, yeah?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” Matt kisses Chrissy’s neck.

They lie down side by side for a while, with Matt holding Chrissy from behind. Chrissy can feel the sweat on Matt’s muscular chest, pressing against his naked back. He savors this quiet moment, the afterglow of sex.

“I meant it when I said you could do whomever you wanted, as long as you come back to me.”

“Are you… Are you sure?”

“I… love to see you suck dicks and get fucked. I don’t think a body like yours should belong to just me. It’d be like hiding away a rare painting in a private collector’s home instead of at a gallery where everyone could appreciate it.”

Chrissy giggles.

“What?” Matt chuckles and holds Chrissy closer to him.

“That’s… super corny and profound at the same time? I love it.”

“I grew up in a farm in South Dakota, of course I’m corny and profound,” Matt laughs and kisses Chrissy’s neck. “I love you, princess.”

“I love you too, Daddy.”

“And I’m sorry for this morning, for the past few months…”

“You’re… forgiven. As long as you fuck me like this more often.”

Matt chuckles. “Promise.”

The summer sun burns outside, but inside it’s cool. Chrissy can feel Matt’s breathing fall to a steady, slow rhythm. Their fuck session must’ve taken a lot out of Matt. He can also feel Matt’s cum drip down his butt. He’ll need to change the sheets later, but for now, he’s savoring his man spooning him. This big, strong man, who has just shown Chrissy his vulnerability.


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