Bound to your side, I'm trapped in silence Just a possession Is it sex or only violence That feeds your obsession
“I can try Mrs Ulrich” Saul murmured as the kindly woman stepped back to let him into the house, unknowingly leading the reason for her son’s misery upstairs and into his darkened bedroom
“Tracii? Sweetheart Saul’s here” no verbal response came but the ball on the bed drew the covers closer and curled further into itself, the woman looked at Saul with a worried shrug and with a whispered ‘Please talk to him’ departed downstairs.
“Trace? We need to talk” Saul announced softly, socked feet making no noise as he made his way across the carpet. A barely contained, muffled squeak of fright could be heard as he sat on the edge of the mattress
“Go away” a hoarse whisper, uttered by a voice that hadn’t done anything other than scream or cry for the last week
“Tracii please” Saul begged, tentatively reaching out and placing a light hand on the quivering quilt; trying to ignore how it flinched away from him
“Go away” Tracii repeated quietly “You’re the last person I want to see” Saul bit his lip, guilt beginning to consume his mind as he murmured
“I know. But we need to talk”
“About what? How I begged you to stop and you ignored me?” Tracii hissed voice cracking slightly as he sat up and huddled into the corner away from the other teen, swaddled in his quilt as he glared accusingly at Saul.
“Please don’t make this any harder than it has to be, I’m sorry alright?” Saul sighed, shifting his attention to the hole in the knee of his jeans and away from Tracii’s injured, angry face as he snapped
“You’re sorry? Do you honestly think sorry is gonna change anything?”
“Well what else am I supposed to say?” Saul snapped back, guilt fading in lieu of irritation at the way Tracii was behaving as he stood and walked over to the desk to lean against it as he turned to face his boyfriend, noting the glare had never slipped from his face despite the tell-tale sparkling in his eyes as he hissed
“You don’t get to be pissed about this Hudson!” Saul rolled his eyes, an aggravated groan leaving his mouth as he said
“Will you stop overreacting?!”
“Overreacting!?!” Tracii shrieked; disbelief mapped across his face as he flicked his hair out of his eyes.
“Yes overreacting! I was high and we had sex, I was a little rougher than I should have been but nothing else!” Saul shot back as Tracii yelled
“I cannot believe you’re fucking saying this!”
“Well what do you want me to say? I’ve said I’m sorry, I can’t say anything else! You behaving like this is not helping!” Saul yelled back, hoping beyond hope that the door he’d head opening and closing a little earlier had been Mr and Mrs Ulrich leaving the house; thus leaving them unaware of the nature of the argument brewing between the two teens.
“Maybe I don’t want to help!” Tracii shouted, he’d climbed off the bed now, still glaring at Saul shivering slightly as the cool air hit his skin, clothed in nothing but loose grey sweatpants that rode the small curve of his hips, waist band emphasising his hip bones and ‘happy’ trail. Saul’s eyes trailed admiringly over the other’s form, even angry there was no denying that Tracii was a stunning specimen of a man.
“So is that it? Are we over? Just cause of one little incident” Saul asked quietly, a strange feeling was rising within him, the same one he’d felt when he been atop Tracii, the one had reared at the sight of him tied to the bed, his mouth watered at the memory as Tracii snapped “It’s never just one incident Saul, it’s never been just one incident. I don’t know what I am to you anymore, I don’t know who you are now. But you treat me like I’m your toy. And I’m not; I’m not your toy”
“Well no, toys don’t talk for a start”
Tracii froze, mouth hanging open, working silently as he saw dark, cold shadows etch themselves into Saul’s eyes as the other realized what that feeling was. He’d enjoyed dominating the other, the sharp salt of Tracii’s tears had made the sex all the sweeter, Tracii’s smart mouth silenced for once and by him, him, not some two-bit whore, not some playground bully but him. The allure of power had been a sharp sweet tang on Saul’s tongue… and he wanted more of it. “Saul?” Tracii whispered, fear turning his whole body into a ‘rabbit caught in the headlights’ look as the other stalked stealthily forward dark eyes never leaving Tracii’s pale frame as he stared at him momentarily, each caught in the pull-push force of the stare before he scampered to the door in a mad dash, mouth working to scream for help but before even a squeak had been uttered; an arm seized his waist and a hand clamped over his lips stifling his cries as he thrashed in Saul’s grasp; the stronger teen dragging him back to the bed, throwing him bodily onto the mattress as soon as his mouth came free Tracii began whimpering, pleading with Saul “Please not again. Please not again Saul, please”
Tears had begun to overspill once more as Saul’s fingers dawdled on his lips as he whispered “You’ve got such a pretty mouth Tracii” the other squeaked in fear as Saul’s digits played with his mouth; thrusting lazily in and out across his tongue in a sick mockery of what had happened a week previous.
“S…Saul” Tracii stammered “Y… you’re not, you’re not going to… not again” Saul laughed lightly
“No, don’t worry your pretty little head, it’s not gonna happen, not here, not enough time and I wouldn’t want your parents to hear their precious little boy getting fucked” he assured the other and felt Tracii relax minutely under him before adding as he danced his fingers down his side “But we are going to be doing something else” panicked eyes met his as he manoeuvred their positions around until he was lying on the bed with Tracii on top of him.
“Now don’t panic, it’s nothing we haven’t done before” he murmured deftly unbuttoning his jeans with one hand whilst the other gripped Tracii’s chin lightly “You’re gonna put your mouth to some good use” he whispered, cliché but it got the point across wonderfully as Tracii’s eyes widened and he wrench his face away from Saul’s touch as he hissed
“You’re fucking insane! I’m not going anywhere near you!” Saul heaved a long-suffering sigh and said silkily
“Why make it hard on yourself baby? We both know I’ll get want, why prolong the inevitable?” Tracii just glared at him defiantly and shook his head as Saul sighed again and sat up, shifting them around once more; pushing Tracii to the floor only to have him leap up and run to the door; calling for help; rattling the doorknob when he discovered Saul had locked it the last time they’d been there.
Saul watched him warily, mind desperately trying to come up with an excuse to feed Mrs Ulrich as to why the door was locked and her son was begging for help when he realised no one was coming. The door he’d heard earlier had indeed been Tracii's parents leaving, obviously not wanting to intrude on their son’s row. A smirk twisted his lip and he stood leisurely as Tracii came to the same conclusion, face paling in fear as he turned and slid down the door, unintentionally giving Saul the trip he’d been after as he looked up at the other, silently pleading with him for mercy as Saul knelt down next to him, hand deceptively gentle as he traced his jaw, pleased to see that his touch did still have some pleasurable connotations as Tracii subconsciously leaned into his hand as he whispered “Poor baby, I heard them leaving earlier, clearly wanted to give us some privacy to sort out our problems” he indicated the word problems with a jerk of his fingers and a pointed look at his crotch.
Tracii whimpered but swallowed his tears as Saul stood swiftly, kneeling up as his fingers reluctantly finished what Saul’s had earlier begun, unfastening his jeans properly for Saul to pull them down just enough for his eager cock to bounce free, slapping Tracii lightly on the cheek as he gazed up at Saul for a reprieve that wasn’t coming. Saul’s eyes were coolly determined and he nudged the teen’s lips with the head of his penis watching as his eyes became muddled with fright and he squeezed them shut before leaning forward unwillingly and opening his mouth far enough for Saul to push the head past his lips prompting him to wrap them around the hard flesh in his mouth and begin to suck softly, almost shyly as Saul hissed in pleasure above him, one hand going to brace himself against the wall, the other wrapping itself in Tracii's hair, playing with the greasy strands as he grunted “Come on baby, you know what a blowjob should feel like, don’t play with it suck it!” Tracii screwed his face up in disgust but increased his pace and suction, shame rising as he felt himself grow hard, reacting to Saul’s groans and whispered compliments as he brought his hands up to stroke what he couldn’t reach with his mouth and fondle the other’s ball-sack; wanting it over so he could get rid of Saul from his bedroom and jerk off in a much needed shower; think of happier times and try and rid himself of the shame that was throttling his vocals as he hummed around Saul.
The other had been guiding his head gently but now they stilled, holding Tracii in place as he shot hot bitter liquid into his mouth, moaning as he felt Tracii’s throat working to swallow his seed as it bowed his cheeks; spilling out of the sides and running down his chin. Pulling out of the other’s mouth Saul collected the few dusky whit drops that had escaped on his thumb and pushed it back, past Tracii’s swollen rose red lips that parted prettily for him and sucked the moisture from his thumb before scrapping a bite over the swirling pad causing a shiver to run through Saul and he pulled Tracii from the floor and sealed their mouths together messily, hands pulling their hips together roughly; smirking into the kiss as he felt Tracii’s shame. “Looks like you enjoyed yourself too” he murmured, fingers resting on Tracii’s waist band as the other pulled away
“Saul don’t” he whispered, cheeks flooding a humiliated pink
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of babe” Saul told him softly as Tracii just murmured
“Please don’t” Saul frowned but let the issue drop as he tugged his jeans back up, tucking himself away as Tracii moved away from him; seemingly in a trance as he returned the goodbye kiss Saul gave him on autopilot and instantly head for the bathroom as his boyfriend let himself out of the house.