Working Boy

Chapter 11

[A/N: MAJOR NSFW warning here. This one is a purely smut chapter, so I suggest you not read this while you're in public xD (also, considering that this is actually my longest chapter to-date.) Well, enjoy!]

Chase hummed happily as he made my way down the surburban streets towards Samuel's house. The guy had a vague memory on where it was located, yet he still needed him to text him the address to confirm it.

His eyes slowly took in the surroundings around him. The streets were very clean- a stark contrast to his littered, run-down neighborhood. The sidewalks were perfect, tan rectangles- not a crack in sight. He looked ahead. There was a steep hill he, unfortunately, had to climb. This was the Oakland Hills after all.

He had to admit, he was a tad anxious. Chase knew Samuel wouldn't hurt him, but the sheer fact that he had no idea what he was planning was really messing with him.

The sun was almost down, the sky painted with splotches of blue, purple, and orange. He checked his phone for the time. Five thirty pm. He unlocked it and checked the address, searching around for the house until his eyes rested on a familiar, huge red-and-white house. He stuck my phone back in the pocket of my jeans and jogged up the wooden patio. He pressed the stark-white buzzer and waited for him to come to the door.

There was a slight creak as Samuel opened it. He still looked like a pretentious asshole wearing his varsity jacket and stuff, yet he was wearing this heartwarming smile that would make anyone melt.

"Nice to see you came, Island Boy," that heartwarming smile turned into a mischievous smirk before he stood to the side to let him in.

The curly-haired male's eyes narrowed suspiciously as he went past him inside the beautifully-furnished house. It didn't look any different from the last time he came. The flat-screen TV was still over the fireplace, the couches were still in its place, and the decorations were unmoved.

He took off his shoes and his coat, placing it on the wonderfully-crafted coat rack. He plopped onto the couch, pulling out his phone. The stocky blonde came by him, slipping an arm around his waist and nuzzling his neck.

"Okay," Chase smiled, a delightful giggle escaping his lips. "So why exactly have you brought me here?"

"I wanted to spend alone time with you in some place other than some smelly-ass locker room," he spoke, his response laced in sarcasm.

Chase giggled once more, Samuel taking note of his beautiful smile.

"Okay, you got it," he joked, turning his body to face him.

He was now grinning at him. Despite his night job, Chase had a certain virginal innocence to him. Samuel could feel it each time he was around him.

"Not that it makes a difference. I mean, considering how you smell after practice," Chase's snickers turned into downright laughter. It was so bad he could barely finish his sentence.

The blonde bit his lip, embarrassed before he pounced upon Chase, fiecefully tickling him.

"WAIT- SAMUEL!" He wriggled around, struggling helplessly against his offending fingers. "STOP!" He cried out in laughter.

"Not until you take it back!" He tickled him mercilessly until they both rolled onto the floor.

"Never!" Chase tried to crawl away, but was instantly dragged back by the hips.

"You're not going anywhere," Samuel hissed, wrapping his arms around his waist and tickling his sides.

Chase flailed around like a fish out of water until he managed to break free, dashing up the stairs.

"Get back here!" He could hear the other yell. He turned a sharp corner and ran into a room, slamming the door shut behind him and locking it, plopping down on the large, fluffy white bed.

Moments had went by and Chase was becoming suspicious with the sudden silence outside the door. He unlocked it and opened the door just a crack to peek out.

As soon as the door cracked open, Samuel immediately busted through the door, knocking over a surprised Chase. He shut the door and stood by it, crossing his arms in triumph.

"Ow, geez," the younger male rubbed his head, sitting up. "You're so rough," he complained.

"Aren't I always?" He smirked with a raised eyebrow before walking over to pick him up and toss him on the bed. He stared as Chase rose up slightly, his face emulating an innocent, defenseless uke. He looked so yummy in his bed, yet he knew he would look even more delicious with no clothes on.

He slowly crawled between his legs and pinned his arms to the bed. Samuel gazed deep into his amber eyes, a s****l tension slowly arising between the two. He dipped down and gave him a lingering kiss, savoring the faint taste of curry in his mouth.

"You had curry didn't you?"

"Yeah," he smiled nervously before pulling him down to kiss him again.

Samuel graciously abided, breaking away to plant small kisses down his chin and neck, where he stopped to plant purple lovebites on his sensitive skin. Chase squirmed a bit, whimpering softly. It stung a bit, but he beared with it.

He traveled down his collarbone, lifting up his shirt to expose his taut stomach and chest. He kissed around his belly button, causing Chase to twitch. He was incredibly ticklish after all. He went up to his chest, taking the left n****e into his mouth and playing with the right one. The younger male whimpered louder, his back arching with the sensation of his hot, wet tongue swirling around the dark brown areola.

He switched to the next n****e, peering up at him to read his expression. He seemed to really like it. He looked so cute when he held a hand to his mouth to stifle his moans. His honey eyes did not leave his face for one moment.

He made his way down to his pants and unbuckled his pants before slowly pulling them off his nicely toned legs. Samuel was gonna take the time to appreciate his body before he took him. His tongue lightly grazed the crevices of his smooth thighs, mentally chuckling as he felt his muscle twitch beneath his tongue. Chase's breath hitched in his throat as he licked dangerously close to his crotch. He yearned for the teasing blonde to touch him and wriggled his hips to get his attention.

"You want me to touch you?" Samuel whispered, palming his bulge.

"Mmhmm," he gulped with a nod.

"Okay," he tucked his fingers underneath the band and pulled it down, exposing his hardened c**k. "You're so horny, Island-Boy~" he cooed, stroking Chase's aching, blood-filled member. He worked on Chase's manhood at a painfully teasing slow, but firm pace; his fingers squeezed a little tighter around the throbbing member as he stroked him sweetly. He steadily licked the precum off of the head before traveling down the shaft and back up again.

"Mmm," he moaned, grasping the back of his head and spreading his legs further across the bed. He looked so needy, like a famished addict who hadn't had their fill in a long time. "Samuel please..."

With a smirk, he parted his rose-tinted lips and enclosed them around his swollen head, taking the whole thing into his mouth. He had to admit, Chase was bigger than average and he nearly struggled to take it all, but he managed it well. He kept one hand firmly at the base as he bobbed up and down on his c**k, swirling his tongue around it. He didn't take his eyes off of his prize one bit.

"Mmph, Sammy~" he murmured, his hips involuntarily thrusting in-tune with the other's movements. The hand behind Samuel's head tightened its grip and the other tightly gripped the sheets behind him. As Samuel sped up, he could feel himself come close. "S-Sam!" He stammered between moans. "I, uh...I'm gonna c*m!" He shut his eyes tightly, ready to blow, yet was disappointed at Samuel's sudden stop.

He opened his eyes to see Samuel smiling at him, his head propped up by his hands, child-like.

"W-Why'd you stop?" He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"I didn't want you to come yet," he answered simply, drawing a frustrated groan from the uke. Way to kill the mood.

"f**k you," he got ready to get up and leave, but was pushed back down.

"Relax. You really don't know much about orgasms, do you babe?"

"No," he shook his head childishly, earning a deep chuckle from the other. He watched doe-eyed as Samuel reached into his drawer and pulled out lube before he unbuckled his own belt, exposing his thick, erect c**k.

"Spread your legs."

Chase's heart was pounding now. He was so nervous- he would never think that he would be losing his virginity this way. Especially to HIM.

He obliged anyways, spreading it as far as it can go.

"Good boy," he squirted some lube onto his fingertips, sticking in one finger and then another into his tight little hole.

Chase winced from the pain of being stretched out. If he found this painful, imagine the pain he would be going through when Samuel sticks that thing into him.

"S-Samuel?" He spoke up, his voice soft. "Please go gentle on me, okay?"

"Shhh," he put a finger to his lips before positioning himself between his legs. "Ready?"

Chase gulped, audibly. The fact that he didn't agree to be gentle with him scared him.

Firmly grasping each thigh, the golden-blonde slowly eased his way inside of him, careful not to hurt him. Chase's eyes shut tightly as he felt himself slowly being stretched out. He had to admit, it hurt like hell and he couldn't fathom how anyone can get adjusted to this.

"You okay?" He murmured to the anguished male.

"Yeah," he croaked. "Just keep going."

With that note, Samuel pushed deeper into him until he couldn't go any further and left it in so he could get adjusted.

"Let me know when you want me to start."

"Okay," he bit his lip, trying to surpress the tears of anguish bubbling up at the lower rim of his eyelids. To try to ease him, Samuel dripped a little more lube between them to lessen up the friction.

"Go ahead."

Pushing his legs over his shoulder, Samuel began pumping deliberately slow- pushing far inside of him and pulling out so there was just the head left in.

The lube seemed to do its work, so it didn't hurt as much as it initially did. He rested his legs upon his shoulders as he rolled his hips into him.

So this was really happening, huh? Here he was being taken by this burly male in his house. He can slowly feel himself loosening up and gave him the green light to go faster.

Samuel leaned forward, putting his hands on either side of the other's head, and working him at a slightly quicker pace, but not too much as to overwhelm him.

Suddenly, he got a wicked idea. He pulled out and sat back before pulling Chase on top of him, back facing Samuel. Spreading Chase's legs on either side of his own, he wrapped his fingers around the girth of Chase's c**k, stroking it a bit faster now. He positioned his own right by the curly-haired boy's entrance, rubbing it roughly into his ass cheeks.

Chase grit his teeth. It didn't hurt, but feeling the surface of Samuel's manhood rubbing across a tender part of his body made his nether regions throb in ways he wouldn't understand.

Burying his handsome face into the side of Chase's neck, he whispered, "Oh, you're so gonna hate me for this."

Right after that note, Samuel lifted Chase's body up with his built muscles and pulled him down just like that, plunging his thick, big c**k deep inside of Chase's dripping, tight hole.

"AAAHHHHH!"

Tears of anguished rolled down the Trini's cheeks as his spine arched into a painful, back-breaking angle, his lower body trembling from the sudden movement.

Samuel smirked viciously as he started to thrust into the island boy at a slow, aching tempo that racked pleasure through the both of them; all the way from the base to the tip. Stroking Chase's pained, abused d**k immensely still, the precum leaked down under Chase to his filled-up hole, wetting it a bit more.

Chase's heart was beating a mile a minute as he clung onto the blonde jock's thighs behind him, trying to maintain his balance.

With each deliberate stroke, his breathing became noticeably audible as it nearly succumbed to pants.

"Sam...Samuel..."

Samuel leaned forward a bit, digging his teeth deep in Chase's shoulder, piercing his warm flesh. Samuel's thrusts started to slow down, his pulsating, thick manhood still buried deep within Chase's tight, wet asshole. Laying back on the bed, Samuel clutched Chase's hips. Sexily staring up at Chase's on top of him, he licked his lips sensually.

"Bounce on it, Island-Boy."

Glaring back at Samuel over his shoulder, he reluctantly did exactly what he asked, bouncing his big, perfect buns atop of the other. Closing his eyes, he ran his hands up his own body and through his hair, this hole getting a little too used to the c**k inside him.

Samuel grinned pleasingly at the delicious sight before him. Ahh, finally the little minx was riding it... riding it like the freak he was.

"Mmm, that's right Chase... f**k me just like that..." Samuel teased, holding onto Chase's hips now with both hands, digging his nails into the dark, sweaty skin. He grinded back against Chase's ass cheeks as the curly-haired boy bounced on his c**k so good. In that moment, Samuel leaned his crotch up at an angle in Chase, hitting his prostate instantly.

"Ahhh.. ahn~!" Chase tilted his head back and released a series of moans, each one becoming louder than the other as his sweet spot was constantly being stimulated with each thrust.

He couldn't help but find himself completely submerged by the other's c**k, wanting it to fill every inch of his body.

"D-Damn...that feels so...good..." He rode him faster, his toned body grinding against Samuel's firmer one.

"Face me, Chase," the dominant male soothed out, turning Chase's body around and pulling the curly-haired male closer to him. As Chase came crashing down rhythmically on Samuel's built body, Samuel thrusted back up into him at the same pleasuring pace; his prostate throbbing against the blonde's d**k.

"Haahh, Samuel!" Chase cried out, his body doused in heat. He wrapped his arms around the other's neck, burying his face in his arms.

His legs began to tremble as he felt himself coming close. Snaking an arm between them, he stroked his own c**k, drops of his c*m splotching Samuel's lower body.

"Nuh uh," Samuel grinned. "I didn't tell you to c*m yet, did I?"

Samuel slid his soaked, slick c**k out of Chase, disconnecting the Trini from his amazing climax. Sitting upright and staring at a surprised Chase, Samuel simply rested his chin on his hand and watched amusingly at Chase. Oh, he was gonna play with this boy and string him out like crazy.

"What...What the hell?" His amber eyes grew wide, confusion filling the entire frame of his face once more.

"Aww, poor you," Samuel cooed out as if Chase was a little baby. "Was little Mamba disappointed that he couldn't get what he wanted?" Samuel chuckled darkly as he caressed Chase's chin sweetly. "Do you want that sweet feeling back again? My c**k hitting your sweet spot over and over again?"

The jock leaned in closer, his words pleasing the immigrant's ears delightfully. "Want that immense pressure and pleasure ripping through you while I pound your sweet ass, Island-Boy?" Oh he was loving this.

"Sh-Shut up!" Chase covered his ears, childishly, a deep shade of scarlet filling his face.

Samuel leaned in even more, hovering near the other's ear. "I know you never had an orgasm like that, Island-Boy. You never had s*x, but as long as you're with me, I'll give you the f**k you want..." He teased, moving Chase's hand to touch Samuel's still hard, throbbing c**k. However, he pulled his hand away.

"You're a piece of s**t, you know that?" He glared at Samuel, irritated.

Samuel laughed out loud. HA! This was too much.

"What's so funny-! Mmm!" Surprising Chase, he plunged two fingers deep in his tight, wet entrance, thrusting in sensually and rubbing against his prostate. Chase's fire simmered down once more, his hips involuntarily rocking against his fingers.

"I'm not a piece of s**t now, huh?" Samuel smirked at the snide comment as he kept stroking against the sweet spot to get him riled up. "You're melting in my hands, Island-Boy," the blonde licked his lips.

He looked so gorgeous the way his body grinded against his fingers and the way his wild hair clung to his face. In a split second, Samuel moved in and kissed him passionately while the curly-haired male was deep in heat.

Chase instantly returned the kiss, a lot more rough and passionate, clinging onto the male's hair to pull him deeper.

The jock ran his skilled tongue across the the other's bottom lip, pulling the flesh with his teeth and then sliding his tongue against his.

While still fingering Chase, Samuel moved the male stripper's free hand to his c**k again, wrapping both of their hands around it, stroking it.

"You love how big it is, huh?" Samuel whispered sweetly though their kiss.

"Mmhm~" he murmured, feeling the curvature and the ridges of the pulsating c**k. He ran his fingers over the large vein that ran up and down the shaft.

"Mmm, you want it to fill you up? To leave your body quivering and begging for more of me?" Samuel slid his slick tongue deep in Chase's mouth, exploring the area. Feeling the other's fingers caress his member, he moaned deeply into his mouth.

"Touch me more you dirty Trini boy," he groaned, pulling Chase's shirt over his head. "

With a small smirk, Chase stroked him a lot more vigorously now, wanting to bring him to the brink of pleasure.

"f**k, Chase," Samuel growled huskily from his throat, biting his lip from how damn good it was feeling.

He abruptly withdrew his fingers and roughly dragged Chase below him, earning a startled yelp.

"You know what, Chase? Since you've been good so far, I'm gonna make sure your first time will be unforgettable."

"What?" Chase could merely speak nor comprehend what he meant. He could only make out the hungry, seductive expression that was on Samuel's face.

Samuel chuckled lightly, his deliriousness filling the air.

"I guess I'll just have to show you."

The blonde towered over Chase and kissed down his stomach once more, parting Chase's legs on the way down. His lips grazed against the base of Chase's c**k.

"Mmm..." Chase released a partially, stifled groan, the warm, moist breath taking a profound effect on his already-sensitive c**k. He was at the point where he could c*m at any moment, just like a switch.

Trailing his tongue up the length of Chase's swollen d**k, he kissed the tip, adding pressure to the head with his lips. The next moment, Samuel swallowed Chase whole, thrusting the c**k deep inside his mouth against his skilled, soaked tongue.

"AHN~!" Chase let out a loud moan mixed with a yelp of surprise as he instantly came, his whole body trembling violently as he frantically latched onto those short, golden locks.

He jolted again as another burst of hot c*m shot out, his amber jewels rolling to the back of his head. He didn't even bother to surpress his loud cries of pleasure which echoed throughout the house.

Swallowing the Trini's seed, Samuel quickly sat up while Chase was still having his orgasm and thrusted his still-erect c**k into the younger male's asshole, hitting his prostate over and over again. The jock growled as he started to f**k Chase at a neck-breaking pace, slamming against that sweet spot causing him to have multiple orgasms over and over again constantly.

Chase's cries turned to incoherent gibberish as he struggled to keep up with the pace, ultimately allowing his body to go limp as earth-shattering orgasms atop of orgasms racked his entire frame of his body.

His mind was a blurry mess and he couldn't stop himself from drooling like an infant, tongue out of mouth.

After a few more hard, uncontrollable thrusts, Samuel flung his head back and let out a long, powerful low groan, cumming deep inside the meek, mindless, Trinidadian boy. He let out a lasting exasperated sigh before collapsing on top of him, breathing heavily against his supposed high school enemy. There was a little chuckle amongst the heavy breathing.

"Told you I'll make it unforgettable," he chuckled lowly into Chase's ear. "And you definitely enjoyed that, didn't you my little island-boy?" he lifted his head to look at the curly-haired male, smiling slightly upon seeing Chase's pleasured, completely satisfied glow that emulated from his body already.

"Mine," Samuel leaned down, pressing his lips against Chase's own. Chase returned it, giving him a gentler, much sweeter kiss.

Samuel wrapped his arms around Chase's frame, cradling him delicately; falling dreamily between the sugary sweetness behind Chase's soft, nude lips. He softly laughed between their mouths, a light-hearted moment between the two. Ah, how pleased he felt now, especially after seeing Chase doused in an ocean of pure breath- taking pleasure and happiness just puts a nice, fuzzy feeling in him. Weird huh? Wow, his lips were really nice to kiss, like amazingly kissable for Samuel. He really did adore them.

"So...How did you feel, Chase?" He soothed the younger male with his voice.

"I...I really don't know anymore," he blushed.

Honestly, he didn't. But he did know that he could just lay here forever...Just Samuel and him.

Samuel smiled soulfully, running his fingers through Chase's messy, curly, brown locks. Sliding to the side of Chase, he pulled his spent body into a warm, comforting embrace- Chase even still feeling the tingles from his orgasms through his insides. Mmm so heavenly.

The blonde jock cuddled Chase gently like a lover would, like if he actually...cared for him that way...

"Um, I'd really hate to interrupt your alone time, but you guys DO realize you're in my room, not to mention I heard EVERYTHING."

They both looked up to see Domi standing at the door, arms crossed.

"Domi!" Chase jumped up, clawing for a blanket. "How long were you here?"

"Long enough," she retorted. "You guys better wash my sheets. I'm not trying to lay in a wet patch, y'know?"

"Uh right...sorry," he responded, weakly, watching her walk down the stairs.

He thought that she was angry. Oh, if only he saw the small smile that crept on her face when she turned away.