Crawl you Weak Bitch

“Jooorddaaan…”

“Yeees my dear?”

"I. am. HORNY." 

Jordan laughed. The boy loving teenager was shirtless and wearing a pair of grey sweats, sitting on the couch watching whatever he felt was worth watching on Netflix. Jordan turned his handsome face to his boyfriend, Mikey. Mikey was right behind him, and latched onto his cute pink haired boyfriend with salacious intentions. At first contact, Jordan but laughed after he realized there was nothing to worry about. It's just his loving boyfriend, Mikey. 

Mikey was a 20 year old who graduated from Saint Bernard High School his Senior year, when Jordan was just a Sophomore. The two started dating late that year, and have kept at it for 2 years running. Mikey gets by thanks to his rich parents, which is why he's able to have his own place at the age of 20. It's not the 1950's, you can't just do that comfortably anymore. Especially just out of high school.

Mikey owns messy medium brown hair and was sporting stubble. A strong body, but not as built Jordan's. Currently shirtless, just like Jordan, but Mikey had on these stained tighty whities, showing off his decent bulge, nice body, and messy tendencies. Mikey is happy with how he looks, but he does have a bit of fat he'd ideally like to lose. But Jordan still loves looking at Mikey. He likes how his imperfections make him feel that much more of a boy. 

"Horny, you say?" Jordan asked as he turned to face Mikey, laughing. 

"My cock is itching for release." Mikey mused with his face inches from Jordan's. The two stared into each other's eyes, reading each other's minds. 

"Well... if you have an itch, it must be scratched." Jordan replied as he gave his boyfriend a fulfilling scratch using the edges of his mouth. The two passionately kissed and Jordan pulled Mikey over onto the couch. Mikey then pushed Jordan to the floor, and the two fell to the floor, still locked together. Mikey was lying on top of Jordan and pushed his lustful hands down Jordan's sweats, fondling his boyfriends large meaty bits as his senses became focused completely on Jordan and everything about him. His smell, his body, his breath, his cock, and his balls. Mikey then felt Jordan flip him over, now feeling his strong boyfriend on top of the situation. Jordan then pulled his sweats down, letting his loose manhood swing in the air. Not letting there be anything between his boyfriend and his body. 

Mikey moved his hands and pulled on Jordan's long pink hair, pulling Jordan towards the couch, back down to the floor and forcing himself on top. He pulled his head back and looked down at Jordan. Jordan's pink hair and his almost translucent light blue eyes. Staring directly right up into Mikey's own dark brown eyes. Mikey shot his hand back and slapped his fingers into Jordan's resting testicles, which caused Jordan to grunt out as the contact shocked him. Mikey then closed his fingers around the meaty testicles, grabbed and felt the full and solid orbs hold their shape despite the pressure Mikey created around them. Jordan shrieked out and jolted up. Mikey used his other hand to push Jordan back down, leaned in and sucked on Jordan's neck as it tensed. Jordan grabbed onto Mikey's head with fervor and moaned as he his balls expressed pain in his lower abdomen. Mikey continued the pressure and further closed his hand around Jordan's balls, enjoying the warm feeling of testicles compressing in his hand. Jordan felt a less elating feeling, which caused him to cry out again, holding onto his lover even tighter. 

Mikey moved his head up from his lovers neck, sharing one more intense kiss on the lips with his pained boyfriend. He let go of Jordan's balls and pulled his own underwear off. He raised his legs and threw the underwear to the side, as he rested his knee on Jordan's balls. He didn't put pressure on them, but instead stared into Jordan's eyes. Jordan looked at Mikey, waiting. Hoping Mikey wouldn't pressure his knee down. 

"Get me off, or I will crush them." Mikey said, slowly putting pressure onto Jordan's balls, making sure Jordan understands the situation. Jordan nodded quickly. Mikey smirked and moved his pelvis up to Jordan's face and shoved his hard 7 and 3 quarter inch cock into his boyfriends cock holster. Jordan sucked his boyfriend as best he could, and he could do a very, very fine job. 

Jordan bobbed his head, as Mikey thrusted his pelvis. A rhythm was established and held. Mikey moaned as he felt his wet cock drip with pre-cum into his boyfriends warm, wet and tight cave. Jordan moved his finger up to his boyfriends ass and stuck his finger in, stimulating Mikey as best he could. Mikey yelped and tensed, but the stimulation Jordan gave him quickly loosened his tension, creating a flutter to wash over Mikey. It wasn't much longer before Mikey's full load, brewing in his sperm bags, exploded in Jordan's mouth. Mikey moaned erotically and Jordan gagged as his boyfriend came in his mouth. Jordan moved Mikey's cock out of his mouth and let the white stain him like a winter wonderland. 

"Holy shit..." Mikey said out of breath. He looked down at this semen stained boyfriend. Pink hair, white face, covered with more white. Glimmering along with his sky blue eyes. Looking so sexy, so immersed. A boyish innocence on his face, stained by the cum that just left Mikey's own dick thanks to that exact face working it's magic. Mikey wished he could've taken a picture. 

"That was... pretty good, right?" Jordan asked innocently, curving his lips in a warm smile. 

Mikey nodded and bent over, getting closer to his boyfriend. His head was inches from Jordan's nose, and Jordan enjoyed the sweaty aroma of Mikey. Likewise, Mikey enjoyed the smell of Jordan, and the faint smell of his own gooey white. Mikey spoke. 

"It's my turn to get you off."

With that, Mikey stood up and walked over to his room, leaving his boyfriend on the floor, confused. 

Jordan lied back down and closed his eyes. He breathed and fondled his meat stick. He got it hard, and made all the right motions. He wanted to get it ready for his boyfriend. The preoccupied Jordan got interrupted by a heel. Mikey stamped his heel down, crushing Jordan's right nut mercilessly. Jordan cried out and jolted up, his eyes now wide. Mikey twisted his foot, and Jordan croaked. 

"Having fun without me? That's earned you a punishment." Mikey said as he lifted his foot off his boyfriends testicle. 

"Ahhhhaaahhhh..." Jordan whined as he tried to curl up. Mikey moved his foot to stop this and pushed the wrecked stud onto his back.

"You listen to me, and follow as I say. And I didn't say you could curl into a ball, you pathetic fuck."

Jordan nodded and stared at his dominating boyfriend. His cock stayed hard. 

"Good. Now, keep him up as I put this on." 

Mikey bent over and showed off a condom. He pushed it onto his boyfriends fully erect member. He didn't put it on completely. A bit less then half way, but it was on. 

"Good. Now we can have fun." With that, Mikey reared his fist and flattened Jordan's balls against the rug beneath. Jordan yelled a high pitched yell and tensed up. 

"AWK MY BALLS!"

Mikey lifted his fist and did so again, with less authority. But he made up for this with a constant pounding, a batter. Each time his fist struck Jordan's balls, Jordan let out a whimper and squirmed around. 

"AHOWAHAHAHHAAAERGHBAWGOD"

Eventually, the pain was too much. Jordan couldn't hold back and covered himself, bringing his legs up and hands in. He whimpered pathetically, like only a boy with battered manhood could. 

"Ahhh... AHHH...*cough* Awwwaha..."

Mikey looked at his boyfriend and shook his head. He moved his hand around his boyfriends and found his way to his boyfriends genitals. Jordan instinctively whined and struggled, assuming he was going for his balls. But Mikey wasn't. Mikey wrapped his hand around Jordan's dick and rubbed it sensually. Jordan slowly let his guard down and let his boyfriend do what he wanted to do as it coincided with a good feeling Jordan was happy to experience. He moved his hands away from his balls, and rested them on the floor. 

Mikey grinned and used the other hand to grab his boyfriends now unprotected balls. Now both of Jordan's male genitals were in Mikey's hands. Jordan gasped as he felt Mikey's hands wrap around his delicate organs. He shot his hands to his balls, wrapping them around the hand that he was scared of. 

Mikey proved why Jordan should be scared, and clammed down on the orbs. Mikey loved the progression he felt. The first contact with Jordan's balls, they were firm and strong. Mikey could have sworn he felt them compress more and more each contact. The story being told was one that made Mikey feel like he was in total control. 

Jordan screamed into his shut mouth as Mikey kept on working on Jordan's cock which was still hard and begging for release through the sickening pain his balls were causing him. 

"I'm going to squeeze the juice out of these plums. And we're both going to like it." Mikey stated with conviction. 

Jordan replied with a squeal as Mikey's brash attempt at squeezing the juice out just created more agony for the hot teenager. 

"Get on your knees, like the dog you are." Mikey said, letting go of Jordan's genitals with both hands. Jordan shot his hands to his balls with relief. Mikey smacked Jordan across the face, and sent a fist to his washboard abs. Jordan grunted and pulled in. 

"I said, get on YOUR KNEES." 

Jordan nodded quickly and rolled over onto his stomach. His hard dick and quickly swelling testicles sticking out under his firm bubble ass. Mikey punched Jordan's vurlnerable spuds once again. Jordan hacked on his stomach, as he tried to reach his balls by stretching his hands over his ass, but couldn't reach. Mikey had one hand pushing down on Jordan's back, to keep him from moving over. 

"When I move my hand, I want you to get up on all fours."

"Yes!" Jordan responded through his tortured state. Mikey lifted his hands and Jordan pushed himself up weakly, shaking as he did so. Struggling. When he lifted himself up fully, Mikey snapped both hands in, both grabbing what he wanted. One hand, Jordan's cock. The other, right above Jordan's balls. He pulled that hand down, making sure the balls are at the bottom of the sack. Jordan whimpered, but stayed up. Mikey then twisted his hand around, and held both nuts at the bottom of the sack, meanwhile he was trying to milk his boyfriend with the other hand. 

"I can't stay up like this. I cantcantpleaseicant." Jordan hurried out, pleading with his boyfriend. 

"Move your head to the floor, and lean on the couch. Use your other hand to keep that condom on your dick. If it falls off, neither of us will be happy."

Jordan listened to Mikey and leaned onto the couch. The hand furthest from the couch pushed him into it, as the other hand held condom. Mikey furiously rubbed the base of Jordan's cock, each up stroke crashing into Jordan's hand. The other hand grasping firmly the spermbags. But not firmly enough to cause Jordan too much pain. Just enough to remind him. 

Jordan was itching for release, and he couldn't hold out for too long. Everything that's happened so far has been so hot for Jordan. The pain, the pleasure. The domination. 

"OhhohhUHOHMIkey, I'm cuming, Oh GAWD." 

Jordan shot his load into the condom hanging from his cock. He held it tightly as his hose streamed into the condom. Mikey clenched his fist shut around the firm fruits in his hand, trying to squeeze all of the juice out of them. Jordan wailed as he filled the condom, almost to the top, drowning the head of his cock in it's own juice. Jordan eyes fluttered before Mikey let go, and unceremoniously uppercutted Jordan's reddening nuts into his pelvis. Jordan couldn't even scream as he collapsed forward, completely drained. 

Through the euphoria, Jordan felt extremely ill. His stomach churned and he felt the bile in his belly rise. He tried to keep it in, and made noises that indicated so. Mikey realized this. 

"Crawl to the bathroom. Keep that condom there." With that, Mikey grabbed Jordan's balls, which did nothing to help keep the vomit inside. Jordan jerked, and started squirming as he heaved in his mouth. 

"Bathroom now. No one wants to clean your disgusting vomit off the carpet."

Jordan moved his head up, somehow got on his knees and with one arm, started crawling to the bathroom. Pulling his strong and naked, sweat glistened body across the fur floor. Mikey loved the view. Jordan crawling on his side, one hand down his strong and sexy body, looking so appetizingly juicy in his weakened state.  Mikey followed Jordan attentively, also crawling. One hand holding onto Jordan's manhood, the other crawling behind him. The two were connected together by their appendages. One holding onto the other by the balls, completely in control. One weak, sick and soaked in sweat; the other strong, sick and swimming in sadism. 

Jordan's firm butt inched forward, one cheek at at a time, his strong muscular back working so hard to drag his heavy sexy frame. And that sexy boyish body is in such a vulnerable and pathetic state. All of those muscles that look so good mean nothing, except to benefit Mikey's perspective. All because of his testicles, those red doughy dangling symbols that were swelling in Mikey's hand. The source of all the testosterone that makes his boyfriends body so hot. And the condom hanging from his cock. The condom was a swinging pool of the product of those 2 swollen circles, swinging around with each movement, each crawl. Tantalizing, hypnotic. Mikey knew he'd love this. Mikey wanted to watch everything from every angle. 

"Crawl... crawl you weak bitch." Mikey commanded as he twisted Jordan's testicles. Jordan clenched his mouth shut as he the acidity burn his throat. He started crawling faster. 

The bathroom was getting closer and closer and Mikey decided to have some more fun. As Jordan's hand entered the bathroom, Mikey jerked his hand back. Jordan screamed out and fell to the floor crying. He felt the terrible tasting bile go up his throat and he instantly clenched his mouth. His blue eyes were lost and he was dazed, but he knew enough to close his mouth. He moved his hand to his mouth, just to keep everything in. The vile bile was sitting in his mouth, and he felt his stomach wanting to push out more. He took a leap of faith and moved his hand and tried to drag himself to the toilet as fast as he could. He grabbed the rim of the seat and pulled himself over it, finally able to throw up into the bowl. 

Jordan vomited into the toilet, releasing everything he's been trying to keep in. Mikey tried to close his hands and squeeze everything out of his boyfriend's tortured testicles. The pain increased exponentially in Jordan as he vomited into the bowl. His strong body tensed and between heaves, he let out painful screams, agonized groans and hacking noises. He hugged the bowl as his balls were getting mercilessly squeezed, and his cock was swinging freely, along with the pool of cum attached. Mikey almost came a second time watching this. But he didn't. He let his boyfriend vomit in peace. He sat back and mercifully let go of Jordan's testicles. Jordan felt relieved, but wasn't able to express it currently. His head was hanging over the toilet bowl, hugging the rim, and finally able to curl his legs in. His swollen balls and pool of semen holding protruding between his sculptured legs.  

"Jordan... you are a mess." Mikey said. 

When Jordan felt he could, he turned his head to look at Mikey. His face looked all oily, his hair was drenched in sweat, sticking to his face. His face was pain, and he had vomit on his lips. He started hacking and moved his face back over the bowl for safety reasons.

"No fucking shit..."

Mikey laughed and stood up, leaving his boyfriend to himself. He went to cook up some pasta. Mikey loves Pasta. 


Time past and Jordan wasn't hugging the toilet bowl or throwing his balls up anymore. Instead, he was sitting on the couch, smoking a bowl with his boyfriend, watching some Netflix. Smoking helped Jordan deal with the sickening pain he'd be under otherwise. 

"Jordan. My birthday is coming up."

"I know. I'm high, but I remember..." Jordan said, turning to his boyfriend. 

"I know, but... I want to do something."

"Like what?" Jordan asked, looking forward to hearing Mikey finish his thought. 

"With your friends. I want them to come over, so we can have some fun!" Mikey said, thinking of all of Jordan's friends. Jordan always talks about them, and Mikey loves to hear it. He'd love to have some fun with them all. 

"Fun?" Jordan asked with a raised eyebrow. 

"Yeah. Fun." Mikey responded. 

"If by fun, you mean what we did today... I don't know if they're gonna be down." Jordan said laughing. 

"Well... you don't have to tell them what we're gonna do... just say it's a party. Plus, it won't be the same thing. I think it'll be awesome and I've been giving some thought for awhile. Come on Jordan... it'd mean a lot." Mikey said, snuggling up onto Jordan. Neither put their clothes back on, both Jordan's sweats and Mikey's underwear were on the floor in front of them. 

Jordan took a hit and put the pipe on the floor. He gave it some thought. He didn't need to think very much at all. 

"Okay, I'll bring it up with them. The whole gang, right?"

"Of course. Especially Cody. He's cute."

"He really is. I'd love to have some fun with Cody." Jordan and Mikey laughed together. 

The two watched the rest of the episode together, high and happy.