They always did that shit when they are fuckbuddies and fuck really well and then try to date and discover they are about as compatible as the black plague and the population longevity. Poor Kyra had no faults, she just was hoping to find a decent man at Theon's core.

But Theon was indecent and awful and dark and if you had to love him (Robb knew this well) you needed to love him for the person he was, for his fucking fears that would make him act irrationally and recklessly or for the bullshit horrible jokes he'd make because he’s insecure or because of how much he liked to fuck around.

You can't love a person while avoiding their flaws.

But he understood Kyra better than he understood that fuckwit of his bestfriend. Which need did he have - as scared of commitment as he was - to date someone? What the fucking fuck?

Anyway Theon was cracking his stupid jokes as usual when he side-eyed him and gave this weird, lingering, lustful look and snorted.

« Would you take a black cock? »

Robb turned to him so fast and with the eyes so wide probably he looked like something had possessed him.

« Excuse me? »

« I mean you're gay. »  Which he always said before invasive remarks as if the following was intellectual curiosity of some sort « Do you like black cocks? »

« No! »

Robb shouted all outraged but a red blush spread up to his ears and Theon seemed to find that cute because he gave one of his stupid, sensual smirks and Robb was all melted down again and Theon had no idea.

Because yeah there was that factor too that Robb had been in love with Theon since like middle school? And Theon was straight so yeah nothing was going to happen.

But Robb came out to him anyway (more for the sake of honesty and maybe hoping that he would have found a new love more easily if he didn't live it as a secret) and Theon seemed to have accepted the thing easily. Except he made these idiotic, violating jokes for some reason that Robb couldn't grasp.

« Oh » Theon blinked « Is it like a racism thing? Do you like them big or? You don't like taking them, period? »

Robb rolled his eyes, stood up and replied in a stingy pitch.

« You sure are interested about my anal movements aren't you? »

Theon looked away and that was it for the day.

But that was the 15th of December and Theon kind of had the bad habit of thinking that if someone didn't like a joke this didn't mean they wouldn't have liked it again when suggested again some time later. And this is the story of how when Robb opened his Christmas gift he found in the box a black vibrating dildo.

At first he considered being honest with Theon and slamming that thing over his head.

On second thought he faked a loud laugh as if he accepted the joke and decided to have a fun time with it. Theon laughed too innocent in his lewdness.

And Robb decided he did the right thing: it was useless being angry at Theon for his terrible sense of humour and lack of boundaries after all because Theon meant no real harm.

There was also to consider Robb never had a … well a toy.

He had always been curious about them but since he kept hoping for a good long-lasting relationship (he had some but they had been short-lived and mostly really pathetic, he got almost no pleasure in the physical part and the emotional one was him coodling and supporting people and getting back just the minimum), the idea of buying dildos seemed a bit shallow and squalid as an option but years had passed - more than 10 - and he was still in love with Theon and Theon was still dramatically straight and Robb felt hungry by then about sex. Sex with Theon specifically but he couldn't get that exactly.

Every 25th of December after lunch his parents and the kids would travel to their grandparents to spend every day until new years with them on the rivers but that year Robb had an exam the very first days of January and going seemed too irresponsible. He needed to study and in a house full of his siblings, his uncle and aunt and their own children plus his great-uncle constantly trying to bond with him there was very little chance of him being able to. His mother had agreed in leaving him home to study.

So at 9 PM the house was empty.

Robb went to his desk and opened his cardiology textbook, starting to study with real good intentions because he was at his core a very obedient and dutiful person. But but but the box seemed to call to him like a siren to ask him to open it, to give a try, to taste the feeling.

There was no harm in starting to study a bit later right?

There was no harm in using a present right?

For sure there was also no harm in using it while imagining it's your bestfriend's cock right?

He moved to his bed and took the thing in his hands. It was big but it didn't look that uncomfortably big although every cock looks small and then may feel way more filling so Robb was not ready to judge it badly. He caressed it, it felt almost more true than he'd think, he would have imagined it to feel full plasticky instead this one was compact, thick, and almost soft externally. Not real life feeling but not bad. He caressed the tip, the little tilt in the middle and he pushed it in his mouth just beyond the head, taking a taste.

It tasted like plastic but, if he closed his eyes he could imagine it being Theon's and suddenly it tasted so much better. He pushed deeper and almost gagged (it was definitely ticker than his exes' cocks and even bobbing his head he couldn't push more than a half down his throat and that awareness made his own cock twitch in need.

No harm right?

He grabbed the lube bottle.

He started pushing into his lubed hole with one finger, then two and three and his ass felt so desperate to be filled already. He had thought about Theon's cock all his puberty spent observing him under the shower in the gym or when they were in the changing rooms and damn Theon would spend so much time talking about his cock one would have thought it was overcompensation but no. No, it was truly devotion born from fucking awe at that gift nature unfairly gave to that handsome jerk.

Robb was sure that was a true injustice: Theon already had a great face and an amazing chest, did he need also to be hung? Was god so resolved to have Robb never ever get over him?

He poured the lube on the dildo head and god how he hated how good it felt.

The toys head was dull and wide and Robb felt his ass stretch to try to welcome it in and it was so big it hurt but the hurt felt all good and addicting and it was impossible to stop.

He needed all of it in.

He started moving and relaxing, sinking over it, with his ass eating the inches deeply and craving them all.

With his eyes closed, Robb could dream: he was there in his bed with Theon and that huge thing in his ass was Theon's cock and he was there to claim him.

There was no harm in dreaming right?

Theon had a sick idea: since Robb was going to be home all alone to study and god knows that loser loved his family so much (Theon couldn't understand the feeling but he loved Robb a bit too much to let this stop him) and he was sure going to be so heartbroken he couldn't be with them, Theon had decided to go to his house with a huge bucket of sour candies (Robb's faves), beers and the complete Die Hard series on DVD. That was going to be good.

He felt so guilty because since he made that stupid BBC joke he hadn’t stopped... thinking about Robb in that sense. Clearly it was a fad or something but it was ten days since he pictured his best friend riding cock (or cocks at times) and smiling while they came all over him, staining that pretty, freckled face and well he had kind of realized Robb was hot.

Robb's lips were all big and like true blowjobs lips and his ass was soft and round (not that he had stared during swimming practice, not that he had observed while Robb was in the shower no nope totally no) and Theon could not eliminate that information from his mind for some reason.

He entered from the backdoor and made his way to the upperfloor, as silent as he could, because if Robb was studying it was better for him not to disturb him, no, no, he would have entered through the door, leaned on the doorstep and showed his plan and that would have been real nice and Robb wouldn't have said no.

Except when he arrived in front of the door, he heard moans. Sex-like moans.

He slid the door just slightly open enough to see without being seen and fuck his mind he saw a view that would have been impossible to wash away from his mind.

Robb was actually indeed using the toy he gave him as a joke (why was he? Theon had thought maybe Robb was the....? Well Robb was not girly at all no? He wasn't flamboyant or glittery or that shit he was a manly, normal dude so why was he riding a cock?) or better again he was basically impaling himself on it. He was riding it so fast and needy his ass trembled and jumped, his voice was a mess of curses and moans and he was drenched in lube (how horny and greedy had he to be to push that thing through though? How much lube did he use just because he was by then wanting that cock so much in his ass that he couldn't give up the idea no matter how much his asshole refused?) and his dick hard and dripping precum. Robb's eyes were heavy-lidded, his cheek flushed in pink and his tongue out like a bitch dog.

He looked like a desperate cockwhore.

Theon was quite convinced he should have not enjoyed the sight for any reason in the goddamn world and yet he was unable to avert his eyes from that little whore who took the place of his friend and was fucking himself on a plastic cock whining while he slammed it deeper and deeper.

« Theon … Theon ... »

He heard.

« Oh... » a horny whisper as Robb's slams got harder and he rode the dildo faster « Oh god »

Theon noticed his eyes were closed then and his cock so hard.

« Fuck yeah... Theon, Theon, god ... »

Was that his name?

Robb was almost sobbing and his moans were all lewd, slutty, his lips wet and his cock red and needy. He was trying to imagine him wasn't he?

A buzz went on, bit too loud not to be heard, and Robb spilled his cock twitching in his hand and splurting all over the bed, while the dildo pumped and vibrated inside his clenching, clingy ass.

Theon felt his own cock hard, pulsing against the jeans tight and asking for attention.

He had trouble gulping as he stared at Robb who laid on that bed, his chest moving up and down in quick breaths and his voice still trembling and the buzz on and on with that fucking toy still buried deep in his ass.

Then a chocked sob.

« … I'm so pathetic aren't I? »

Theon frowned. His heart hurt inside his chest like as if all his muscles clenched.

Something similar to guilt stroke him.

He would have lied if he said he had not thought about that when Robb came out, but it seemed obvious to him they wouldn't have matched, like pieces of puzzles too similar and familiar to each other and why would Robb have wanted him anyway? He was a fuck up.

His last try with Kyra lasted exactly five days and he didn't even tell it to Robb because he was afraid he would have judged him.

But he just knew how to fuck shit up not how to fix it all or make people happy.

The idea someone might have wanted him despite knowing all of this was weird and upsetting and somehow it felt like it couldn't be different.

Of course Robb would have.

Who else?

Who else had ever liked him for who he was?

He opened the door, slowly enough for Robb not to hear at first, he was sniffling, his hands covering his eyes as he cried. The buzz was still going on and god forgive him Theon really tried not to look at that hole but he never felt harder in his life.

He called him and for a moment he didn't recognize the sound of his own voice for how vulnerable it sounded.

« … Robb? »

Robb jumped up startled, his eyes were all red like his face and full of tears. His voice died and his lips were all a tremble from panic to be seen like that.

« Theon … I, uh, I can ... »

What was there to explain? It was a present he had given him... he should have felt guilty about how embarrassed Theon made him but he couldn't as he saw the bulge in his jeans.

Theon gulped down and his throat sounded all dry.

Theon bowed and his hands rubbed Robb's wet lips.

« There's nothing to explain. »

« Since when did you hear. »

Theon chortled.

« Can't you tell from my cock? »

Robb looked like he could bite it off as humiliation was all over him but his cock was still wet and Theon moved his hand to the toy in his ass, grabbing its end and looking for something. Robb seemed to panic wondering what it is until he felt the vibration getting faster and faster, pulsing into his ass until he arched his back and screamed at the top of his lungs.

Theon blinked.

« Whoa »

Robb shouted harder, twisting his hips and he tried to object with something but as he did Theon started moving the dildo with his hands in and out while keeping the vibration on and Robb's eyes filled with tears and his ass with pleasure until he rattled and rolled on his bed in a hot, messy mix of embarrassment and desperation.

Theon looked down at him all aroused himself, feeling his cock now painfully in need to be freed, but all too amazed by the sight to think about himself for once. Robb looked like the lowest of the sluts he ever fucked and he loved that so much.

He would have never thought of Robb like that but now that he could see how much of a cockhungry whore he was he felt something new all over.

They did match well after all.

Robb twisted and rolled, his hips humping and fucking the toy, following Theon's pounding.

« You like this so much? »

Robb nodded whilst sucking his mouth to keep his screams in.

Theon's eyes were so wide as he looked at Robb's widened, red asshole.

« God, Robb, you look like a whore. »

Robb winced unable to admit how good it felt to be called that way.

He wanted to push Theon away then, to tell him he was not a toy and he was not allowed to treat him like one of his sex friends no matter how much he would have actually enjoyed that because he would have also felt horrible.

Theon though continued and whispered.

« You're so hot... »

Robb stopped the tears and turned to look at him. His eyelashes were so long that Theon thought he looked almost too pretty for it to be fair.

« You're not playing? »

Theon shook his head. It pained him to admit it but it hurt more the sheer risk to lose the chance.

« I... want this. »

« Do you? »

« Oh yes, please, I do. » Robb whined with his voice betraying all his arousal « I want you. »

Theon nodded and let the dildo slip out of Robb. At first he complained feeling suddenly empty, his ass clenching around the void wanting something in, but then he saw Theon unbutton his jeans and take his own real cock out.

Robb blinked worried.

He had only seen it soft and that was definitely significantly bigger now erect. And bigger than the stupid dildo.

How was he going to take that in his ass? No, screw it, how did people take that in their pussies in the first place?

Theon seemed to read his fear and, of course, being Theon, he was actually flattered by that.

« Too big for you, baby boy? »

Robb shivered at being called that.

« Be good » Theon proceeded « Let daddy fuck your ass split. »

Robb gulped and looked up to him with shiny puppy eyes.

His lips were all wet and Theon rubbed them with his fingers, violently, almost bruising them. He was so indelicate.

« Do you want daddy's cock? »

Robb nodded, widening his legs still wet from the lube drooling down.

« You've been such a slutty boy fucking yourself on another dick instead of asking me to help. »

Robb wanted to protest but soon he found himself at a loss of any words as Theon's cock drilled into him, the head spraining him wide and open. It was just the start how was he supposed to do it?

His voice was all a shiver.

« Lube me please. »

Theon obeyed, partially, slipping out and splashing some of the lube on his cock just to shove it back in unkindly. Robb cursed him but felt too good to ask him to stop and exit.

It was so big he felt his ass turn into a pussy. He felt like he was made to receive that pain and that pleasure. He could feel so damn hot as Theon would start to move and shove in deeply one inch after the other. His walls begged for mercy but Robb didn't even think of stopping.

His voice turned into a slutty mewl as he took Theon in and his eyes rolled back into his skull and he let out high and squirmy moans.

Theon chortled again.

« God, your ass is made for this. »

« Don't say that... »

« Why not? »

Robb was not sure why not since he had thought the same but little did it matter because in a couple of moments again Theon was pounding into him fast and deep like he had to break his ass in two. Robb was horrified by himself realizing he would have totally let him do that, he was too horny to stop, too greedy to give it up.

« Why not? »

Robb broke down crying whilst moaning. His cock felt so hard he was sure he was going to burst.

« If you see me like that... you won't want me anymore. »

Theon grabbed his hips and pushed deeper, starting to hit that special place inside him that turned Robb into a control-less slut.

« Oh god god Theon, god... »

Theon kissed his back while pushing in.

« I'll always like you. » He said, trying to keep himself from coming already but Robb's ass was so tight and was clenching so much onto his snake « Show me how much of a whore you are, baby. »

Robb bit his lips first but then stopped and started screaming out, his tongue unable to produce a lot more than deep and weak moans.

« You're... there, there, oh god, I'm a whore, please, please don't stop. »

« Only for my cock aren't you? No other cock »

« Just you, just you! » Robb shouted « God I’m such a cockslut... Theon... ah yeah fuck yes... »

Theon rammed and hammered his prostate, feeling Robb losing all strength under him.

« Oh tell me how small they were the others, how unable to fill your whory asspussy. »

And then all decency and dignity was gone as soon as Robb felt his cock twist with precum spilling copiously.

« Oh god, please, please, never stop... »

Theon almost laughed but it was all constricted cause he felt himself close.

« Are you about to come just from me fucking your ass? » He asked, amused and aroused all the same « Your ass is really a pussy isn't it? »

Robb cried out in need, calling himself a needy slut and claiming how much he needed Theon's cock. Until Theon grabbed his prick and jerked it, while pounding into his prostate, allowing him to come from both, spilling out all his thick, wanton come.

Robb almost fainted waking again the second after as Theon rammed and slammed into his wet, red hole again and again, burying his own come so deep that Robb truly felt like a cumdumpster.

Theon panted still while not exiting Robb's ass.

Robb cleared his voice as the afterglow left him.

« Theon... what the fuck. »

Theon panicked and slipped out.

« Fuck I'm sorry, I didn't think about the condom. I forgot, fuck, well, I mean it's not like you can.... ah I should be all clean but I get if you don't trust me only like...... »

Robb shook his head and grabbed Theon's face by his sides.

« Not that. Like. We fucked. »

« We pretty much did, yeah. »

« Aaaaand you're not panicking about it because...? » . Theon frowned, confused.

« Because I wanted it and you too. »

« But I'm a... boy. »

Theon seemed to face that only then and thought silently for a big minute sucking his lips.

« If I'm on top I don't care much. »

Robb realized then that he loved an idiot but he was an idiot too.

« You're the worst. »

Theon looked at the dildo, still vibrating lonely on the ruffled up sheets.

« Do you... fancy another round? »