All characters involved in sexual content are 18+
Zach recognized the look in the intruder's eyes. He was curious. Hungry even.
There wasn't much opportunity for a closeted rich kid in the suburbs to get laid without a car, and his parents had refused to get him one. And since his friends had gone straight to college Zach had been spending the fall watching porn in his room and pretending to apply for jobs.
Looking down at the helpless burglar tied up in front of him, Zach squeezed his hard cock and felt all the build up of months and months of fantasy and sexual frustration building up, bubbling over the cautious and rational parts of his brain, dripping ideas into his imagination of what he could do with a criminal completely at his mercy.
He knelt down, his hard cock a few inches in front of the guy's mouth.
"Anything?" Zach asked him again, making his intentions as clear as fucking possible.
The guy gulped, but he was staring at Zach's cock, and it wasn't in disgust.
He nodded.
Zach edged forward and slipped his cock between the intruder's lips, grabbed a fistful of his hair, and kept sliding until his cock hit the back of his throat and Zach could feel it flex around his cockhead as the guy gagged.
With a tight grip on the guy's hair Zach pulled his head back from his spit-slicked cock and made him look Zach in the eyes.
There was no denying it, this guy was eager to be used.
"I'll be right back," said Zach.
Naked footsteps disappeared down the hall and Wyatt tried to make sense of what was happening. His head still pounded from the smack that knocked him down, and he was laying across the fuzzy legs of a giant teddy bear. The taste of the naked teen's cock was still on his tongue.
There was something about how the kid had gone straight to fucking his throat that had caught Wyatt even more off-guard than everything else. There was a passion and confidence that reminded Wyatt of his first (and only) year of college when he'd fucked half his dorm. The hormones and athleticism of horny teens.
If this guy was really going to have his way with Wyatt and then let him go, it might turn out to be an ok Christmas after all.
Zach collected what he needed from the kitchen and his room and returned to the crime scene. He thought about moving the guy into his own room, or even down to the living room, but there would be time for that later.
The burglar was right where he'd left him, and he looked up when Zach came back into the room. His eyes went to Zach's hand and the scissors and bottle of lube he held. Suddenly he looked scared.
"What are you going to do?"
Zach smirked but didn't answer. He knelt down next to the prone criminal and brought the scissors to his face, and then to his neck, where he slipped them between his skin and the sweater and started to snip at the cheap cotton. He trimmed a neat line down one arm and then the other, revealing the thief's bare shoulders and lean muscular arms. One more snip down the back and the sweater fell apart under the thief's bare torso.
With the sweater out of the way Zach started cutting at his black pants. Without a belt, they fell away with two long cuts down the legs, and then it was just a pair of dark blue boxer briefs. Zach started cutting the waistband but stopped. He had an idea.
Wyatt twisted his neck to look over at his captor, who smiled as he gripped the shorts and started to pull. The fabric strained around Wyatt's cock and he felt the warm air on his cheeks.
Zach kept pulling and enjoyed the feeling of the fabric starting to tear as he gave the ultimate wedgie and ripped the fabric off the prone naked body in front of him. He smacked the thief's bare ass and enjoyed the little whimper sound he made. Finally he slipped off the man's socks and stepped back to enjoy the sight of this firm, naked body stretched out over the shredded remains of his clothes and the fuzzy bear legs.
"Sit up," Zach ordered.
Wyatt felt his skin heat up as he knew his hard cock was about to give him away completely. He'd never been in a vulnerable position before, and it was making his heart thunder and his cock twitch. He slid his legs around beneath himself as he awkwardly used an elbow to support his weight. He sat down between the teddy bear's giant legs with his knees up to his chest.
Zach shook his head, "Nuh uh. Legs down."
Wyatt slid his bare feet along the lush carpet and straightened his legs, revealing his thick, steel-hard cock.
"What's your name?" Zach finally asked him.
"Wyatt."
"Well, Wyatt, I'm Zach" he said, slowly licking his lips, "And we are going to have a lot of fun."
Zach stepped up to Wyatt, kicking his feet apart to stand between them. "But first, I want to fuck you."
Wyatt gulped.
With a hand under each arm Zach pulled Wyatt to his feet in front of him. The hard cocks knocked against each other and Zach was pleased to see some blush in Wyatt's cheeks.
He pushed Wyatt to one side and grabbed the legs of the teddy bear. Despite being all fabric and fluff it had a bit of weight to it, but Zach was able to drag it out from the wall so it flopped onto its back, displaying its bulbous bear belly.
Zach grabbed Wyatt's arm and threw him back down on the bear.
With his hands tied behind him Wyatt was at gravity's mercy and he face-planted in the bear's soft stomach, his feet on the carpet between the bear's legs, but his bare ass on display for Zach.
A moment later Zach was behind the prone thief with the bottle of lube in hand. He kicked Wyatt's legs apart and slicked up his cock.
This was just the first event, and Zach was too hyped to take it slow.
He fingered Wyatt with his lubed hand and relished the muffled moan he heard.
The tight sphincter flexed on Zach's finger, but opened up nicely. He slipped in a second finger and Wyatt gave another muffled moan into the teddy bear's chest.
A flood of memories of porn and late night jerkoff marathons flooded Zach's brain as he felt the tight asshold squeeze and then stretch. He didn't expect to lose his virginity fucking a thief on a giant teddy bear, but he was not going to complain.
Zach ran his hands up and down Wyatt's tight body. He gripped his hair and pulled his head off the bear.
"We're home alone," Zach said, "So don't hold back the moaning."
Wyatt grunted, trying to look frustrated or angry, but the fingers inside him were pressing on his prostate, and the soft teddy below him was cupping his entire naked body so perfectly that he couldn't help but moan in pleasure as well. Then he felt suddenly empty as Zach pulled his fingers out.
Zach grabbed the scissors and duct tape from the nearby table and unravelled a long strip.
"Don't try anything," he said to Wyatt as he used the scissors to cut the tape binding his hands behind his back.
Wyatt was too shocked and felt the relief of his hands being free; he wasn't able to process what had happened until Zach had already moved his arms over his head and wrapped them together again in the new piece of tape. Now at least they were bound in front of him so he could prop his head up from the bear and feel the blood flow in his shoulders.
Zach tossed the tape and scissors aside and slipped his arms around Wyatt's chest, feeling the warmth of his naked back, and enjoying the feeling of their bodies forming together like puzzle pieces as his hard cock slid along Wyatt's lubed crack.
The intimacy surprised Wyatt as he felt Zach envelop him.
"Fuck I've wanted to do this for so long," Zach thought out loud. In the quiet house, with only Wyatt and the snow outside to witness them, Zach felt strangely free. There was something about having a naked prisoner laying under him, but he felt the weight of his secrets leave him.
Wyatt wasn't sure what was happening, but he felt the boy behind him flex and the thick cock wedged between his cheeks throb.
"Fuck, this isn't right," muttered Zach, and he started to pull away.
"Wait!" Said Wyatt.
Zach paused, the tip of his cock up against his warm, slick asshole. Wyatt twisted his head around to meet Zach's eyes.
"I want you to do it," he said.
Zach hesitated. "You came here to rob us?" He asked.
Wyatt blushed and nodded.
"I was going to punish you."
Wyatt nodded again.
"You want to be punished?"
"I don't know," Wyatt hesitated, but the quiet of the room and the feeling of Zach's cock against the entrance of his ass was too intimate to not be honest. "I don't want to rob people. I just needed the money. But you caught me. It feels... fair."
Zach slid the round head of his cock into Wyatt's ass.
"Oh fuck," said Wyatt.
"I caught you before you could do anything, so what have you done that needs to be punished?"
Wyatt bit his lip, "I broke a window to get in."
A little more cock slid inside.
Wyatt moaned.
"And I staked out your house for the past few days to watch your family. Oh fuck!" He exclaimed as Zach slipped deeper.
"Fuck," Zach said under his breath. Half his cock was buried inside the warm hole, and it was better than his hand or any sex toy had ever felt, but still he hesitated.
Wyatt looked back at him again and saw the hesitation in Zach's eyes.
"It still feels wrong," said Zach.
"What if you paid me?" Wyatt said.
Zach's eyebrows went up.
"I'll do whatever you want," Wyatt continued, "If you pay me."
Zach smiled. "So you're not a thief, you're just a door-to-door boy toy?"
Wyatt had to laugh. "Fuck, I'll be whatever you want if it means I don't get arrested and you keep sliding that dick inside."
Zach bit his lip and felt himself sinking deeper into Wyatt's tight ass.
"I think I know where my dad keeps some emergency cash. I might want to pay for more than one fuck."
Wyatt smirked, "I don't have any plans."
Zach slammed his dick all the way into Wyatt's ass and pressed their lips together in a desperate tongue fuck. His cock throbbed and he ran his fingers over Wyatt's tight chest and abs. The air was getting hot and he felt the sweat forming between them as he started to desperately slam his cock in and out of Wyatt's ass.
All the desperate horny feelings he'd been holding back came flooding out of him and he rocked their bodies together.
Wyatt lost himself in the feeling of Zach's cock pounding his prostate, and the boy's strong hands wrapped around him, stroking his naked skin. The fur of the teddy bear beneath him was like feathers against his cock and he felt the sensitivity of his skin boiling over.
Their lips came apart but Zach held Wyatt's head against his as he continued to fuck him. His cock throbbed and slammed, sliding on the slick lube and their mingling sweat.
"I'm going to cum inside you," Zach moaned.
"Fuck yes!"
The flood was deep, and it was massive. Zach's thick teen load slid around his cock as he thrust again and shot again. He twitched and felt Wyatt start to cum beneath him.
Wyatt's dick twitched and blew his load over the teddy bear's fur.
As the last spurt of cum shot out of his cock, Zach felt his tight hold on Wyatt relax, and he let his lips taste the sweat on the back of Wyatt's neck as his cock softened and started to slip out on a dribble of cum.
It wasn't even close to how he thought he'd lose his virginity, but Zach was suddenly very grateful for the naked criminal beneath him.
"So how much money do you need?" Zach asked.
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