Theo's fingers fumbled with the waistband of Kota's cargo pants, his hands shaking so badly he could barely get a grip on the fabric. His torn shirt hung open around his shoulders, the blue lace panties soaked through and clinging to his tiny cocklet, and his massive ass was still trembling from the anal beads.
Every few seconds he would pause to press desperate, open-mouthed kisses to Kota's jaw, his neck, his lips, like he couldn't bear to go more than a heartbeat without tasting him.
"Please, darling," Theo breathed against Kota's mouth, his voice cracking with raw need. "I need you inside me. Right now. I can't wait another second. I'll die if I have to wait."
Kota helped him shove the cargo pants down to his thighs, his thick cock springing free and slapping up against his stomach with a heavy, meaty sound. Theo's eyes went wide and glassy at the sight of it, even though he had seen it a dozen times before. The sheer size, the thick veins pulsing under the dark skin, the way the fat head was already glistening with precum, it never failed to make him gasp.
"Oh god," Theo whimpered, reaching down to wrap his fingers around the base. He couldn't even close his hand around it. "It's so big. It's always so big. How do I keep forgetting how big it is?"
"You don't have to take it all at once," Kota said, his voice low and rough. "Just go slow."
Theo shook his head frantically, his blond hair flying. "No. No slow. I want all of it. I've been prepping all morning. I practiced with the beads. I can take it. I know I can."
He pushed the blue lace panties aside with trembling fingers, exposing his slick, stretched hole. The lube from the beads was still dripping, making everything shiny and wet. He lined up the fat head of Kota's cock with his entrance and took a deep, shuddering breath. Then he dropped.
The first inch sank in with a wet, obscene pop, the tight ring of muscle stretching wide around the thick shaft. Theo's mouth fell open, a long, broken moan spilling out as he kept lowering himself, inch by agonizing inch. His body trembled violently, his hands gripping Kota's shoulders for support, his nails digging into the fabric of the white hoodie.
"AHHH—fuck—Kota—your cock—it's splitting me open—AHHH—AHHH—"
He bottomed out with a wet, meaty slap, his massive ass flush against Kota's thighs. The full eight point nine inches were buried inside him, and Theo's eyes rolled back, his head falling forward onto Kota's shoulder. His breath came in short, ragged gasps, his whole body shaking with the overwhelming fullness.
"Good boy," Kota murmured, his hands sliding down to grip those plush, jiggling cheeks. "You took it all. Such a good boy."
Theo let out a high, keening whimper at the praise, his hips starting to roll in slow, desperate circles. The movement made his ass clench and flutter around the thick shaft buried inside him, and he moaned loud and shameless, his lips finding Kota's in a messy, frantic kiss.
The kiss was all teeth and tongue and desperate need, Theo's lips sliding against Kota's with wet, sloppy sounds while his hips kept moving. He started bouncing then, lifting himself up until just the head was stretching his rim, then slamming back down with a wet, thunderous PLAP that echoed through the office.
PLAP—PLAP—PLAP—PLAP—
Theo's moans grew louder with every bounce, his voice cracking into high, slutty screams that filled the room.
"YES—YES—KOTA—YOUR COCK—IT'S SO DEEP—AHHH—I CAN FEEL IT IN MY THROAT—IN MY STOMACH—IN MY SOUL—AHHH—AHHH—AHHH—!"
His arms wrapped tight around Kota's neck, pulling them chest to chest as he bounced faster, his massive ass rippling and clapping with every downward drop. The wet sounds of their bodies colliding mixed with Theo's constant, desperate stream of moans, and the office chair creaked dangerously under their combined weight.
Then Theo changed his rhythm. Instead of bouncing up and down, he started rocking forward and back, sliding Kota's thick cock in and out of his tight, slick hole in long, slow drags that made every nerve ending in his body light up like fireworks. The motion massaged the massive shaft against his walls, the fat head grinding against his prostate with every forward roll of his hips.
"AHHH—right there—right there—fuck—right on my spot—AHHH—don't stop—please don't stop—"
Theo's dirty talk started spilling out between moans, his voice breathless and wrecked.
"You feel so fucking good inside me, Kota. Your big thick cock stretching me open. Filling me up. Making me your personal little fleshlight. I'm nothing but a hole for you, darling. Just a warm wet hole for you to use whenever you want. AH—AH—fuck—I love being your slut. I love being your whore. I love knowing that every time I sit down at my desk I'll feel you dripping out of me. I'll think about you pounding my ass in this chair while I sign permission slips and approve budgets. Everyone will see me walking around with your cum leaking down my thighs and they won't even know it. But I'll know. I'll know that I belong to you. That I'm yours. Completely yours."
Kota's breath hitched, his hands tightening on Theo's hips.
"Yeah? You like being my little principal slut?"
"Yes—yes—I love it—I need it—I can't live without it anymore—you've ruined me for anyone else—AHHH—your cock owns me—every inch of me—"
Theo's rocking grew faster, more desperate, the wet squelching sounds of his hole gripping and releasing Kota's shaft filling the office.
"I'm going to buy you everything today, darling. After school. We're going shopping. I'm going to spoil my handsome boyfriend. New clothes. New shoes. Whatever you want. I want you to look so handsome. I want everyone who sees you to know that you're taken. That you belong to someone who can dress you in the finest things. I'll buy you a whole new wardrobe. Suits and casual wear and everything in between. You'll be the best dressed student at Westfield High. The best dressed boyfriend in the entire city."
Kota groaned, the words sending a fresh surge of heat through him. He thrust up to meet Theo's rocking, driving deeper, making the blond moan even louder.
"Yeah? You wanna dress me up?"
"I want to dress you up and take you everywhere. I want to show you off. I want everyone to see how lucky I am. I'll buy you a watch. A nice one. Expensive. Something that catches the light when you move your hand. And cologne. Something that smells like you but better. Something that makes me think of you every time I catch a whiff."
Kota's breath was coming in short, ragged gasps now, his hips bucking up harder.
"And you," Kota managed, his voice strained. "I want you to buy some cute panties. For yourself. So you look even cuter when I bend you over your desk."
Theo's eyes widened, a fresh wave of arousal flooding his already flushed face. "Panties? You want me to wear panties for you?"
"I want you to wear the prettiest ones you can find. Lace. Silk. Whatever makes your ass look even better than it already does. And I want to see you in them. Every day. Under your suits. While you're being all professional and principal-like, I want to know that underneath it all you're wearing something slutty just for me."
Theo's moan was long and loud, his hips rocking faster, harder.
"Yes—yes—I'll buy them—I'll buy all of them—I'll wear them every single day—I'll let you pick them out—I'll model them for you—AHHH—fuck—Kota—I'm close—I'm so close—"
His tiny cocklet was leaking steadily, untouched, the head flushed deep pink and twitching with every rock of his hips. His hole clenched and fluttered around Kota's thrusting cock, milking him with desperate, rhythmic squeezes.
"Keep going—don't stop—I'm gonna cum—AHHH—Kota—Kota—KOTAAAA—!"
Theo came hard, his entire body seizing as thick ropes of cum erupted from his tiny cocklet and splattered across Kota's white hoodie in messy white streaks. His hole clamped down like a vice around Kota's shaft, the walls fluttering and spasming as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through him. His head fell back, his mouth open in a silent scream that finally tore out as a long, shattered moan.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH—!"
The feeling of Theo's hole clenching and milking him was too much for Kota to resist. He thrust up one last time, burying himself to the hilt, and came hard. Thick, heavy ropes of cum flooded Theo's insides, pulse after powerful pulse painting his walls white. The volume was massive, the sheer amount making Theo's stomach bulge slightly as he was filled beyond capacity. Cum overflowed almost instantly, leaking out around the thick base of Kota's cock and dripping down Theo's inner thighs in warm, creamy rivers.
"Fuck—Theo—you're so tight—taking all of me—good boy—such a good boy—"
Theo slumped forward against Kota's chest, trembling and panting, his arms still wrapped tight around his boyfriend's neck. His hole stayed clenched around Kota's cock, fluttering weakly with every aftershock, cum still leaking in slow, steady drips onto the office floor.
"I love you," Theo whispered, his voice hoarse and wrecked. "I love you so much, Kota."
Kota pressed a kiss to the top of his head, his hands rubbing slow circles on Theo's back. "I love you too. Now clean yourself up. You've got a school to run."