Tongues intertwining with the bleached blonde's hair, Colby's body was forced into the counter behind him, wincing slightly at the short amount of ferocity used. Hands were searching his body, gripping into his waist, thighs, hips, ass, all of it. There was not a single place those hands hadn't touched. But Colby didn't mind, if anything, he never wanted it to end.

A gasp escaped Colby's lips as those familiar, slim hands cupped over his crotch, palming him. Though, the gasp was cut off as lips dove into his again, a tongue searching his mouth pleasingly. The brunette's arms wrapped around the broad shoulders of his lover as he moaned quietly, feeling the hand massage his lower area. 

The house was dark, no light around them except for dimly lit candles that stood on the counters and tables. If Colby was being completely honest, he didn't mind that much. He'd much rather see Sam's dark, lustful eyes on him though. 

"How are you feeling, prince?" Asked the blonde, lowering his mouth down to Colby's sensitive neck and kissing softly, receiving a small shiver. "You think you can take me tonight?"

Colby bit his lip before whispering, "I can always take you, baby..."

Sam smirked against Colby's beautifully pale skin, nipping gently at his nape. Colby's hands gripped Sam's back as he let out a quiet whine, his head tilting back slightly. Suddenly, hands were gripping under the brunette's thighs and lifting him up, holding him in Sam's arms. Colby let out a small yelp at that action, Sam chuckling as Colby blushed in embarrassment.

"You always scare me with that shit..." Colby muttered, hiding his face in the crook of Sam's neck, kissing softly. Sam hummed, half-shrugging his shoulders as it was difficult to fully shrug with a body in your arms.

Despite Sam being smaller than the younger, he still managed to make it to the couch with the brunette in his arms. He's accomplished this before, at his point he was experienced. A smile perked up on Colby's lips as Sam placed him onto the couch, pressing him down into the couch as Sam hovered over him. 

Slim fingers grazed over Colby's wrists slightly, before grabbing it tightly and pressing it above his head. Obligingly, Colby spread his legs so they were placed on both sides of the blonde's hips, giving the older male more access. Sam leaned down with a smile, pecking Colby on the lips softly before peppering kisses along his neck. 

Releasing his wrists, Sam's hands grazed down, slowly lifting up the brunette's shirt before pulling it off his head. The blonde would never get tired of Colby's beautiful body, toned abs, majestic tattoos, everything. Leaning down, Sam kissed Colby's chest and continued to kiss other parts of his upper body. Colby bit his lip, his curious but pent-up eyes watching Sam kiss. 

Once gentle kisses turned into bites, hickies littered Colby's toned chest. There were two hickies on above his 'protect your heart' tattoo, a hickey on the other side of his chest, and three hickies traveling down his stomach.

There was a possessive creature that lived in Sam's chest, one that always felt the need to let others know that Colby belonged to him. Every time a man or woman took a glance at Colby, Sam couldn't help but feel that same possessive creature burst from his chest in jealousy. 

Hickies made that possessive creature take a break.

"Can I take off your shirt?" Colby asked quietly, the candlelight shining off his face as he looked up into Sam's eyes. 

Sam smiled once again, "Of course, prince."

Desperate hands leaned up to grasp at the blonde's shirt, tugging at it. Sam chuckled, noticing Colby's struggle to take it off. Saving time, Sam took it off himself, throwing it to the side. "Pants, off." Growled Sam, gripping at the brunette's hips before pulling at the waistband of Colby's sweatpants and boxers, pulling both down at the same time.

It was quite obvious that Colby was hard if Sam hadn't noticed before. 

Sam pulled off his own pants and boxers, Colby's eyes staring in awe at the hardness above him. There is no way he'll ever get over nine inches. Sam was always too big. But they made it work. Then, Sam was hovering over him again, kissing him roughly and dominating him with a shocking amount of force. 

Colby's moan was muffled by Sam's lips, whining as Sam started to grind onto him. The need to be filled was slowly becoming a problem, and he didn't know how much longer he could wait for Sam. He needed him.

Breaking the kiss, Colby whimpered, "Sam, I need you-" Sam's hands gripped at his waist, kissing his neck.

"How badly do you need me?" He whispered huskily.

"S-Sam..." Colby whined, desperate eyes looking up into Sam's. Sam's eyes only darkened.

"Tell me, darling."

Colby bucked up into the older, begging for some sort of pleasure, something. But he knew he needed Sam, needed him to thrust inside him, take control of him, choke him, anything. He just needed Sam. Trying to buck up again, it failed as Sam's hands gripped into the younger's waist and held him down with force.

"Tell me you need it." 

Whining desperately, Colby whispered, "I need it- need you... fuck, Sam, please!"

Sam smiled, kissing the top of his lover's head gently before sliding to the side, and grabbing the small bottle of lube. Gripping Colby's thighs, Sam pushed them open and further to the side, keeping them in place with his hips. He clicked open the bottle of lube as Colby looked up at him pleadingly, eyes full of lust and need as he looks at the older in love.

Pouring the lube onto his fingers, Sam coated them in a decent amount, looking over at Colby for confirmation if this was enough. The brunette nodded, just waiting in anticipation for Sam to get inside of him. Sam's hand skimmed over his thigh gently, his coated in lube fingers gently grazing over Colby's rim.

"You ready?" Asked Sam gently, looking into Colby's eyes lustfully.

"Mhm..."

Slowly, Sam pressed in the finger with minimal resistance, a moan escaping Colby at the action. The warm feeling around Sam's finger was intense all while the feeling inside Colby was so deliciously addicting. Though, it was only enough to keep him wanting more. Pressing his hips down slightly to get more friction, Colby felt a small whimper escape, the need for more becoming much more than overwhelming. 

"Can you-" The brunette choked on a moan, a zip of pleasure ringing through his veins. A muffled swear escaped the blonde above him, his eyes clouding with lust as he stared down in awe at the younger male. "S-Sam..."

"What do you need, hm?" Sam asked with a husky tone, watching as Colby's eyes squeezed shut as he bit his lip to keep quiet. 

A whine escaped Colby as he whispered, "Fuck, please, I need a-another..."

His eyes fluttered open to look at Sam, glossed over and needy. Sam matched his gaze, except with dark, clouded eyes filled with lust. Another finger pressed at his rim, the intense eyes of his lover bore into his own as it entered. 

"F-Fuck, you're so good..." Colby praised, enjoying the pleasure of two fingers inside him. It was so good, but not enough. "M-More, please," Pleaded the younger, "I need it."

Sam smirked.

"Beg for it." He whispered, leaning down and kissing Colby gently. "Tell me how bad you need it."

Colby moaned again, not being able to control anything going on around him. But he didn't care. It was so good.

"Please, fuck, please, I need it- I need it so bad!" He sobbed, feeling as Sam's hand un-occupied traveled to his neck, gently grasping it. With the two fingers still thrusting inside of him, pleasure climbed up his spine as shivers erupted through his body. "Please, I need it... I need you."

Seeming satisfied with that answer, Sam pressed a third finger inside of him, feeling as Colby clenched around his fingers. "You like this, prince?" He whispered, watching as Colby nodded hastily.

Like was an understatement.

Scissoring his fingers, Sam continued to open the boy more and more, preparing him for what was to come. Even though Colby has taken Sam's cock so many times, he still enjoys prep. It's kinda for his own guilty pleasure.

Sam pulled his fingers out abruptly, receiving a confused whine from Colby. 

"Don't worry, I'm gonna give it to you." 

Grabbing the same bottle of lube from before, Sam poured it on his unbelievably hard member before lining up to Colby's entrance. Sam grabbed his waist gently and pulled him closer to him, making it easier to line up.  Quickly, Sam grabbed a small couch pillow and put it beneath Colby's hips.

"You ready, darling?" Asked Sam, the consent of this being a major key to what he was about to do. He was planning on being rough, so he needed the confirmation. The brunette nodded, but that wasn't enough. "I need you to tell me, okay?" He whispered softly.

Smiling, Colby said, "I'm ready."

Sam slowly started to press against Colby, loving the small sound Colby let out at the action. The tip popped inside and Sam groaned while Colby's nails dug into his back, the heat of Colby so amazing and perfect--Sam couldn't want it any other way. He pushed in a little more, taking a few second breaks before pushing further. Sam's hand left Colby's neck and moved to his waist.

Suddenly, Sam slammed all the way into Colby, using his waist to pull him down as he thrusted forward. "Fuck, Sam!" Cried Colby, gripping harder into Sam's back. Tears pricked his eyes because of pain and pleasure, but mostly pleasure. Though, Sam noticed, guilt creeping into his chest.

"Shit, you okay?" Sam asked, stopping everything and lifting his hand toward Colby's cheek, wiping away the singular tear that rolled down.

Colby nodded. "Yeah..." But Sam didn't seem very sure with that answer. Smiling, the brunette said, "Yeah, I'm okay."

Sam was still a little hesitant, but Colby reassured him once again. "I want you, Sam."

Then, the blonde smiled and re-gripped into Colby's waist. Slowly, he pulled a few inches out before slamming back in, a loud moan ripping from Colby's lungs. 

Damn, Sam was never going to get used to how tight Colby was.

Sam continued with that pace, pulling a few inches out and slamming back in. Each time, each pound, Sam received an angelic sound from Colby; Such as a whine, moan, whimper, groan, anything. 

Eyes rolling back, Colby bit his index finger and tried to silence and or muffle his sounds as Sam thursted inside of him. But he couldn't help himself. Sounds escaped his throat freely, he was unable to control himself. 

"Sam, fuck, faster, please..!" He cried, gripping at Sam's back tighter than before as he wrapped his legs around Sam's hips. He felt so full. It didn't take more than a few seconds for Sam to switch the pace to hard and fast, pounding the brunette beneath him with no remorse, watching as he squeezed his eyes shut and tried to fight off his moans.

Giving two swats to Colby's ass, Sam growls, "You're mine, right? Tell me you're mine, prince." 

Colby's eyes fluttered open, glossed over as they looked into Sam's desperately as he fell further into the pit of pleasure. Sam wanted to fuck that look off his face until daylight. "I-I'm yours, Sam." He whimpered out, continuing to keep his gaze on Sam. They haven't stopped looking each other in the eyes.

"Say it louder, darling." He growled, gripping Colby's waist and continuing to slam into him. A cry escaped Colby's lips as he threw his head back, tightening his legs around Sam's waist. 

"I'm yours, I'm yours, fuck, please!"

Sam thrusted deeper, moans flowing freely from both of them as they got closer to their climax slowly. Colby cried out as he felt Sam hit his prostate and Sam smirked when he found it. Continuing to hit his prostate, Colby felt his thighs shake in intensity as he continued to cry out and whimper. 

"You close, prince?" Huffed out Sam, his breathing becoming more heavy as well as Colby's as the room filled with the smell of sex. Nodding quickly, Colby felt himself draw closer to the edge. Pounding harder, Sam leaned down and whispered into his ear, "Cum for me."

The brunette's eyes rolled back as his thighs shook more intensely, feeling the dam give as he released all over himself. Though, the orgasm continued to erupt through him in waves and he moaned throughout it. "S-Sam!" Sobbed Colby as he clutched onto Sam's back, feeling as he slowly came down from his high.

With a few more thrusts of hips, Sam slowly filled up the younger, groaning. They stay still and Sam finishes inside of him completely. Leaning forward, Sam rests his head on Colby's chest, receiving a small wince as he stays inside of him.

They panted for a while before Sam whispered, "You want me to stay in?"

Colby smiled and nodded. 

Twirling his fingers around the soft blonde hair, Colby noticed Sam start to fall asleep. But that was okay. Colby was falling asleep too. 

Colby gave one last peck to the blonde's head before falling asleep as well.