Peter slowly pushes himself upright but then collapses back down to the carpet, needing a moment to get himself together. He does a hundred push-ups every fucking day, and this boy makes him so weak he can't get off the floor. He tries again, crawls to the bed, gets up onto it while the pleasure is still coursing through him, while his cock is still drooling come. He's desperate to fist himself, but he doesn't. It's still the best orgasm he's ever had. Maybe second best.
"That's good enough," Sebastian says, and Peter stays bent over, half on the bed, feet on the ground.
"You relax a moment. Catch your breath. You're a good slut, and I'm happy with you."
He almost says,thank you, Sir, but that's too much. Sebastian might mock him. He presses his face into the bedding instead.
Sebastian gropes his ass and spanks it gently. Parts his cheeks. His fingers brush over the delicate skin of his hole, tug on the hair of his balls. "You'll get rid of this."
"I… okay."
"How about 'yes, Sebastian.'"
"Yes, Sebastian."
"Good. I might go with you. I want to see. It's gonna fucking hurt. You'll have to hold your knees. We'll get you all smooth and then I'm gonna fuck you and come all over that sore pink skin."
"Yes, Sebastian," he says, already imagining it. How embarrassing it will be. How ashamed he'll be. And then Sebastian will be hard. He'll get off on Peter's misery, and he'll come inside Peter. Sebastian drizzles oil down his crack, presses a finger into him and then two, breaching him and sliding deep. Peter gasps, his hips shoving forward. Then Sebastian pulls out and drizzles more oil.
"You'll fucking open up. You're a virgin, you say?"
"Yes, Sebastian." His voice is uneven. He clears his throat, although he doesn't think it will help. But he has to do something.
"Hmm, I don't know. This seems like a loose hole to me. You sure you're not slutting it up out there? I bet you take five guys a night and still want more."
"I don't. I swear," Peter whimpers. He hauls in a breath, bracing himself against the burn and tight fit of the three fingers Sebastian is slowly pressing into him.
He shuffles and tilts his hips, wanting it to be easier. Excitement and fear pound through him, indistinguishable from each other. His balls sting from coming so quickly again and again. His dick aches, clinging to hardness, the situation too arousing to soften.
Sebastian's right. He is in love with him already. In love with this.
"I won't hurt you too badly. I know you're a virgin. I want you to come back to me, you know."
"I know. Fuck, I love it. I can take it, Sebastian."
"Okay. Pretty. What a good little slut you are. And I think this experience will encourage you to buy lube. Olive oil. God. This is downright medieval. Here you go," he says, and his three fingersare in as far as they'll go, twisting inside Peter before pulling out. "I mean, what kind of slut is willing to get fucked with oil in this day and age?"
His hole spasms weirdly, and he puts a hand back, worried he's had an accident or something. He turns to look at Sebastian. Sebastian is slicking up his condom-covered cock, oil dripping off him. Onto his rug. The towel they didn't bother using. Sebastian meets his gaze. Licks his lips.
"What's wrong?" Sebastian asks.
"Nothing… I didn't, it felt weird."
"When you first start doing anal, you're always worried you've crapped yourself. Don't worry about it." He shrugs.
"You say it like you wouldn't be upset?"
Sebastian smacks him gently on the ass. "Would it be great? No. Would it be hot? No. Is it a deal-breaker? Of course not. Shit happens," he says, grinning at his own crude joke.
Peter should let it go. This isn't actually a conversation he wants to have. "What would happen then?"
"We'd clean up and reevaluate?" Sebastian says, unconcerned.
"We?"
"Yeah, we. You're giving me your body. You're letting me hurt you and use you. Part of that is getting taken care of afterwards and being supported during. You know you can say red, right?" Sebastian looks horrified. "God, we didn't even talk about it. That's… unimpressive on my part."
"I won't say red. I'm… it's really going to hurt."
