There was no denying it anymore. Sam was addicted to him. He was addicted to the way his nails would dig into his back, the way muffled moans would escape him as he buried his head into the pillow, the way he would cry out whenever Sam hit his prostate. Everything about the brunette drew him closer, made him want more, and he couldn't control himself anymore.

A few hours ago they were relaxing and watching a movie, then a small kiss took control of Sam and he found himself getting caught in the warm feeling settling inside of his gut. Though, the same exact kiss leads them to where they are now. Fingers tangled into sheets, heaving breaths leaving both of them, Sam's hips diving into Colby, Colby biting into a pillow as his eyes rolled back, feeling the sharp pounding inside of him.

Purposefully, Sam was rough. No remorse was found when he thrusted inside the boy repeatedly, showing him who he belonged to. Just because Colby was stronger, taller, acted dominant, and could probably carry Sam easily, didn't mean Sam wasn't going to force him to forget his own name every day--for hours. It had only been forty minutes and Colby was already breaking, but Sam was ready to go all in; As if Sam wasn't already all in Colby.

"Nn, fuck, Sam..!" Colby's hands grasped into the pillow tightly, clutching onto it as his muffled moan escaped. The older male's hands were guiding his hips back as he pounded him, making the force more prominent. Huffs and pants escaped Sam as his right hand moved from Colby's hips, trailing down to his tailbone and pressing, forcing him to arch his back further. A small whine escaped Colby at that action.

Red LEDs covered the walls, glistening onto both of their bodies as they continued to share pleasure with each other. They were lucky they lived alone now. For certain reasons, such as the skin slapping against skin, whines, whimpers, groans, praises of pleasure, and snarls of degradation. 

Gripping into his hips, Sam groaned out, "Fuck, prince, you're taking it so well for me..."

Through his hazed-filled mind, those words passed through and Colby found himself sinking deeper into the all-too-giving pit of lust. It was getting harder and harder to stay on his knees, the shakiness slowly consuming him as well as the euphoric bursts of pleasure he got with every thrust. Colby doesn't even know how Sam got this experience.

A gasp escaped the brunette as he felt the older male lean down and kiss the back of his neck gently all while his slim fingers wrapped around his member, slowly moving his hand with the pace of his thrusts. Pulses of pleasure flowed through Sam as the brunette clenched around him, a small moan escaping him before he bit his lip, his eyes darkening as he continued to ram into him.

With heavy pants following, Colby lifted his head from the pillow, looking back at Sam as he let out a small moan. Their eyes connected, an unspoken amount of sexual tension flowing through it. "I-I can't..." Whimpered Colby as he broke off the eye contact, feeling as his abdomen tightened. He was getting closer.

"I got you, prince, I got you," Sam groaned, his thrusts getting sharper. "Cum as many times as you want. We're going for hours."

Eyes rolling back, the younger male bit his lip and dove his face into the soft pillow again, crying out as he couldn't control the pleasure overwhelming him. The thrill of Sam taking control was more than he could ever imagine. There was no way he could find himself anymore, not in a bad way though, but in a way that he just needed to be for a moment. 

"S'm, f-faster, please." He pleaded, his voice still muffled from the pillow. He felt his climax coming and he couldn't stop it--not that he wanted to anyway. Just a few more thrusts, a little faster, maybe even harder, and Colby would be finished. 

The blonde obliged his request, switching his pace from slightly fast and hard to abnormally fast and hard. Again, Colby had no idea where Sam got this experience from. It was a little concerning, but Colby didn't want to think about that right now. Not that he could anyway, not with the way Sam's hips dove into him thirstily, providing him nothing but absolute bliss.

"Fuck, fuck, Sam, I'm close!" Colby cried, feeling Sam's intense eyes pierce the back of his head. As much as he wanted to deny it, the feeling of his lover's eyes on him turned him on more. But he couldn't build up the courage to look back. He'd go completely submissive. And of course, he'd want to give himself up for Sam, but it didn't seem like the right time.

As his fingertips jacked off Colby's member, Sam growled, "Cum for me, prince."

Saying Colby screamed was an understatement. It was like nothing Sam had ever heard before, but it was powerful. The younger released, tears pricking his eyes as the euphoric waves of pleasure racked through his body. It came in rolling ecstasy, flowing through him in a way that almost scared him as his body trembled. 

He could no longer hold himself up, crying out as Sam continued to slam into him even as his stomach met the sheets. "S-Sam..." His hoarse voice cried, feeling his body turn into putty at the older's grasp. Suddenly, Sam flipped him onto his back, causing him to clench his eyes shut as the sensitivity of Sam inside him became more immense at the action.

Eyebrows furrowing, Colby's tear-filled eyes turned confused as Sam pulled out and leaned toward the drawer. "Sam? What're you?.."

He felt his eyes widen as Sam pulled the objects out of the drawer.