#sopmike

Sam approached Mike with a nod, partially wanting to just say, 'Well, duh,' at the Master's words, since he hadn't exactly been surprised that he wanted to 'fuck.' That seemed to be what he was best for, for Mike. "Very well, sir." He stood in front of him, wondering if he ought to get down on his knees, or if Mike could still feel a power rush even if his slave was able to look him straight in the eyes with his height. His hands slid onto Mike's hips, curling his fingers in against them and wondering what the Master had felt about this change, about Sam having been willing to give him anything and everything so far. "What would you like?"

Mike grinned as the male stepped close to him and he felt his hands, he was growing excited already. He ran his fingers over his hair putting his fingers into Sam's then grabbed his hair tightly and pulled. "You know what I want. I told you on day one." He leaned in and placed a rough kiss to his lips as he walked back toward his bed and fell onto his back and onto the mattress. Mike moved his hands down the slaves muscular back loving the feel of him. He had been wanting this so bad and to be finally getting it made him happy. He moved his lips and pressed them against Sam's neck, biting at the flesh. "I want you to fuck me."

Sam should have expected Mike to grab his hair when he was running his fingers through it, but it still surprised him, made him hiss as a throb was sent straight down to his cock. He seemed a little confused, trying to think about what he had told him on day one when he was distracted by the rough kiss, trying to give as good as he got as he followed and ended up falling on top of Mike with a quiet grunt. He opened his eyes, listening to him, and breathed in sharply. Oh... he thought he'd just been teasing him. Holy hell. Wetting his lips, his hands dragged down from Mike's hips, down to hitch behind his knees and pull the Master's legs up on either side of him. "You want that?" He breathed, his cock hardening as he pressed it against the other's ass, letting himself rub up against him. "You want to feel me stretch you open on my cock, sir?"

Mike pressed back against Sam as he let out a long groan, reaching behind him to place his hand on the back of the Slaves neck as he moved against him. He licked his lips as he listened to the words coming from the slave and it made his cock hard. He didn't know what he had been expecting but there was one thing he was sure that he wouldn't have to do and that explain to Sam what he wanted. Mike flicked his tongue over his lips as ground down as he felt his cock getting harder. Sam's cock was the perfect size and he was hungry for it and for him, he wanted to feel the beautiful boy's cock slam into his tight hole. Mike knew that for most people doing something for the first time like losing his anal virginity but for him it meant absolutely nothing. It was just another experience to cross off the list and put a gold star beside because of the sheer physical perfection of Sam. "Come on, you know you've been wanting this. Do it. Take it."

Sam groaned as Mike was eagerly rubbing his body back against him, ensuring that he was completely hard probably about as quick as it was possible for him. He inhaled and scraped his fingertips back down Mike's legs. "Y-yes, I have. May I grab your lube, sir?" He was pretty sure, after the way Mike had made him finger him when he ​wasn't​ letting him fuck him, he'd want it now, even though he was doing his damnedest to work Sam up to it, whether it was intentional or not. He slid his hand down between them and stroked and tugged at his puckered hole.

Mike nodded his head eagerly as he let out another low groan as he leaned his head forward and placed his forehead against the bed the looked at Sam again. "You feel really good. Get the lube." He started rocking back again and turned his head to the side and started to kiss the side of his face before leaning forward again. Mike rested his forearms against the bed and started to rock his hips then started to rock hard against him. He was a little nervous but his heart was starting to pound with anticipation and a strong desire to be used by Sam multiple times before the slave had to go back to the cell. Mike was almost certain he probably wouldn't be getting fucking by the slave again anytime soon so he wanted to make the most of every second.

Sam untangled himself from Mike almost reluctantly but he knew it was for the greater good, for both of them. He could feel the heat spreading through his body, Mike telling him he felt good sounded like the best compliment he'd ever heard just because of the way the Master was looking at him and kissing him afterward. He tried not to get distracted and reached to grab the lube where he was all too aware where it was at this point. He was caught off guard by Mike rocking against him, making him groan and arched his hips, feeling his cock rub over Mike's taint and hole on one particular movement. Quickly opening the lube, he squirted some on his fingers before his hand shot down to massage at his hole before sinking his finger up inside of him as deep as it would go as he swooped down to catch Mike's lower lip in his teeth and bite it. "You're so fucking hot."

Mike was anxious as he waited until he felt his finger going inside of him as his muscles clenched and unclenched. He licked his lips as he rocked his hips back, moving against Sam's finger. He felt his toes start to curl and he knew that he wanted more, "Oh fuck...." Mike groaned the words out feeling honestly surprised that he wasn't more embarrassed by the way he was acting but he couldn't help it, he enjoyed sex with Sam. And he really enjoyed when he fucked him hard and had his face pressed against the mattress. But he had been having late night dreams of Sam fucking him hard in the mattress until he walked with a limp. "I knew you wanted me."

Sam wanted to feel ashamed of himself, that somewhere along the line Mike had gone from being his most frequent tormentor, his own personal 'devil' to being just a dark, maybe primal desire that Sam hadn't been able to shake. He fucked his finger into him against Mike's movements until it was easy enough a feeling that he felt comfortable adding a second, sliding his other hand into Mike's hair and gripping on it as his green eyes darkened with lust as he held himself above him. "I do," He admitted, a little thickly from how badly it was true at the moment. "And right now I want to fuck your brains out."

Mike grunted with desire as he continued to rock his hips sounding desperate for Sam to start fucking him. He had never felt so desperate to be used by someone but he wanted it so bad. Mike felt a very weird attraction to Sam that fed into everything he had ever wanted from someone in the darkest part of his soul. He let out another needy moan taking a moment to look back at Sam and tug him in closely to kiss him. "Then fuck my brains out. Quit being a pussy, Princess. Fuck me if you want to fuck me." Mike's nerves were slowly replaced but an animal like desire to be mounted and fucked and used by someone he had control over. "Are you going to be a pussy or are you going to fuck me?"

Sam swallowed hard, scissoring Mike, surprised by how eager the Master was, he didn't even seem to want too much prep, not with the way he was goading and taunting Sam. It made him shiver and he thoughtlessly grabbed the lube again with his other hand this time, squirting some onto his cock and smearing it over his length with his hand while he fucked the Master with the other. He growled at the goading, being called a pussy,and slid his fingers mostly out of him, holding his hole open for himself. "I'm going to fuck you," He stated, angling his hips and pushing his knees and thighs up under Mike's before he pushed his hips forward, removing his fingers at the same time as he was pushing the head of his cock into him, then rammed his hips into him, wanting to wind Mike for goading him, and secretly maybe impress him.

Mike let out a loud groan, moaning deeply as he swallowed thickly and tried to catch his breath before he felt all of it enter him and his legs practically buckled. He licked his lips, groaning as he started to rock his hips backwards, he started moving back and forth over his length at a careful speed speed. Mike exhaled a ragged breath as he turned his head to the side and let his face rest against the blanket. He rocked his hips, moving over Sam's length with a speed just a little slower than he really wanted to go. He was very nervous and he could barely keep himself together, his cock rock hard as he moved one hand to jerk himself down. He rocked his hips and fucked his hand while fucking himself on Sam's cock. "That's a good boy. Such a good fucking boy...I know you can fuck me harder than that."

Sam grazed his hand up over Mike's hit to grasp his waist, since he didn't want to remove any of the fluidity of Mike moving his hips, as his fucking himself on Sam was incredibly hot to feel and watch. Shuddering and groaning out, he grasped the bed with the other hand, rocking his hips roughly into Mike's. If he wanted his first time to be rough, to make him sore and finding it hard to walk later, hell, Sam was going to give him what he wanted. It would be sweet revenge as well as likely make Sam cum incredibly hard. He groaned and rocked his hips against Mike's movements, so his hips smacked into the Master's ass, groaning out, "Fuuuuck! F-fuck, sir, you feel so good."

Mike couldn't stop grinning between the moans that slipped out as he pushed back roughly. "That's it. Stop fucking like a virgin. That beautiful cock....fuck." His words were cut off by a string of swears as he gripped the blanket, precum oozing from his cock and hitting the mattress. Mike licked his lips as he started to move his hips intime with Sam's thrust. "That beautiful cock and you don't know how to use it...ahhh..." He clenched his jaw loving the feeling of Sam almost as much as he loved taunting the handsome slave. Mike let another groan as he arched his back and pushed harder against Sam.

Sam growled, digging his nails into Mike's sides as he held him. "I- know how- to use it!" He panted and scraped down his sides as he started to fuck Mike mercilessly, giving into baser instincts and shedding the ones that worried about whether he was hurting his partner. Because in this case, his 'partner' deserved it, and was asking for it, so he felt no shame. In fact, he felt nothing other than the pleasure in his body, Mike's tight body stroking his cock over and over as he gasped for a breath, refusing to let up while his limbs were still allowing him to go at this pace.

Mike felt the grin fall from his face as his expression twisted into one of pain with pleasure as he continued rocking back against him, he knew that Sam had it in him. He knew that Sam was just as violent and rough as him and that Sam would give him what he wanted. Mike let out a moan as he buried his face into the mattress as grunts and groans of pain mixed with the moans. It hurt and he knew that it was going to hurt for days but he wanted it and he wanted it bad. Mike needed to feel something and if it had to be pain he was fine with that. "There you go /Princess/." He groaned out as he continued moving.

Sam gasped and dipped his head down to bite where Mike's neck and shoulder met, knowing he was taking a risk with all of this, but with all his sexual urges set free, so were other inhibitions, and the desire to want to leave a bruise on Mike was so very tempting. So dark place, deep down, really wanted to show some sign of his being here with him, of his getting this and having ​his​ mark on the Master. He groaned into his skin as he fucked into him roughly, using the stores of strength he had until he was panting and feeling like he was trying to run a marathon. "S-sir, I'm going to c-cum. Please?"

Mike was enjoying every second of it, especially the moments of Sam biting his neck in a way he knew would leave a mark. It made him want more and he really wanted to keep going. His cock was painfully hard and he could feel his body tightening. He knew he was about to cum and when he heard Sam ask him for permission he felt his body release in response as he leaned his head back, "Cum in my ass...fuck...cum ass."

Sam groaned as Mike's muscles clenched around his cock while he was cumming, it was all he needed to trigger his own orgasm, groaning out loud which he tried to muffle into Mike's shoulder as he came hard, so his head was almost spinning as his thrusts were desperate and jerky as he milked the orgasm for all it was worth before he halted above him, panting and just realizing that beads of sweat had formed on his back and around his hairline. "Oh, God." He mouthed lazily at the Master's neck, "Didn't- know I could cum that- hard," He mumbled, wishing he could feel embarrassed but didn't any room for it.

Mike groaned as he felt Sam filling him up and he felt dirty. He felt like a greedy whore and he loved the feeling. There was cum sloowly leaking out of his ass and his own cum stained his stomach and sheets. Mike laughed as he laid against the mattress and closed his eyes while moving his ass against the slave. "We're not done yet, Princess. I want you to cum harder." He licked his lips as he reached to put his hand on the back of Sam's head before kissing him. "You know you want to punish my ass somemore." Mike grinned widely, there was a slightly pain from it being his first time but he just wanted to keep going. That hunger that Mike always felt before fucking it was even stronger after being fucked.

Sam almost whined when he felt the body squirm under him, moving his ass against him. He lifted his head up to look down at him, wondering how he could really just go again right after, when Sam would have been happy with a few minutes. Exhaling through his nostrils, he kissed him back, running his hands slowly down his body. Looking down at him again to see him grinning up at him. He wet his lips, he drew out before started pawing as Mike's hips, trying to roll him. "Get on your hands and knees- please? I'll be able to get deeper," He said it like a promise, feeling his cock give a twitch and he reached down to stroke his cock, covered in his own cum, to keep it ready and hard, not totally sure Mike would allow himself to turn his back on the slave.

Mike sighed, sneering when he heard the words but his cock twitched. It was perfect to still have control while being the one to get fuck. Miked and and adjust, getting on his hands and knees before he looked over his shoulder while brushing his hair off his forehead, "Is that good for you?" He backed his ass against the blond male as he ran his tongue over his lips. Mike moved one hand to start stroking his cock slowly, his cock started to harden in his hand and he couldn't wait to feel the slaves cock buried in his ass. Mike knew picking Sam to be the one to fuck him. Sam was gorgeous and in a different world Mike would certainly be the one to quietly obsess over the boy before his desires became too much to handle and he just took him and found himself paying off the police department for another "mistake".

Sam watched Mike move over on all fours, or at least briefly until one of Mike's hands went obviously between his legs. "Yes," He breathed out, biting down on his lip briefly as Mike offered his ass up to him and his own cum was still leaking out of him. He slowly wiped it up with his finger and rubbed it back onto his own cock. He scraped his nails over Mike's ass before grasping his hip firmly, pushing himself back into him with one smooth motion, now that there was extra lubricant in the form of his cum and Mike had already been fucked open once before. Groaning out, he planted his knees firmly on the mattress and grabbed bth Mike's hips before starting to fuck into him again, "Mmnn- ​fuck​."

Mike placed his hands against the mattress letting out a soft moan feeling his fingers over move his ass where the cum was already starting to leak out. When he felt the bed shifting as Sam get ready he closed his eyes tightly. Mike let out a long and drawn out moan as he felt Sam fucking him, "fuck..." It felt much better than the first time, hs hole was already open and waiting and slicked up with cum. He could hear Sam's cock slamming in and out of his and his back arched then he put his head back and stared up at the ceiling while rocking against him. "Feels so fucking good...that's it. Keep fucking me...feel so great." He hated and love the desperation dripping from his words.

Sam grunted as he thrust forward, trying to quickly get back into a rough rhythm so Mike could be happy or impressed that he didn't need to goad him into it again. Perhaps he should have been alarmed with how much he wanted to make him happy and impressed, but right now he was focusing on his movements and how Mike's body felt and looked. He groaned as the Master arched his body like that and he reached up to tangle his fingers into his dark, sleek hair, gripping it loosely as he leaned in to kiss on his neck, arching his own body so he could keep the fluidity of his thrusts. "You feel so amazing, sir," He breathed, shuddering. "Your ass is perfect." He slid his hand around from Mike's hip to graze over the other's abs as he fucked into him, groaning again as his hips slapped into his ass, a very audible noise in the room.

Mike was lost in the feeling of everything as he felt Sam's thrust slowly become rougher and the way his hair was pulled. He knew that he could change all of these things and switch the position but it felt so good and Mike didn't want to stop. He closed his eyes at the feel of Sam's lips on his neck, moaning at his words. Mike's stomach tighten at the fingers. His words were stuck in his throat as he back against Sam's rough thrust. He gripped the sheet as he lowered his top half more and placed his face against the mattress as he kept his ass in the air. "God...you're fucking amazing...go deeper."