Matter in My Own Pants

Matter in My Own Pants

King walked out of his closet room all ready. He has planned his clever moves to get that sloppy kiss that he would demand in return for some clothes. However,  as soon as he stepped out, Mago turned around and King got gob-smacked right where he was.

Mago was no different from than king, he was also amazed by the way the king was looking.

“Wow,” they both muttered simultaneously and ignored the way their voices reached each other.

King was dressed in a black silk shirt, opened enough to showcase his tattoos, paired with black sexy jeans and combat boots. The fine man had his hair tied in a messy man bun with several strands cascading down his face. He had a silver tiny sword in his eyebrow piercing, sparkling with an alone diamond in it.

The man was looking dangerous

On the other hand, Mago was dressed in a silk crop top, that reached below his nipples, with a fishnet top under it, and black matt leather pants hugging his perfect curves. He also had some jewellery articles adorning his body and his feet were bare.

The boy looked at a new concept

With the staring contest that strong, Mago was the first to avert his gaze being nervously shy all of a sudden and turning away from the king. He has never worn this type of clothes so it became a little challenging for him.

“I am almost ready….just my shoes are left” Mago muttered bending down to get his feet in those ridiculously fancy shoes sitting on the carpet.

King took in a sharp breath as soon as his eyes landed on that leather-covered sexy butt. A shiver ran down his spine as something wild stirred in him making it hard to control.

That was one marvellous ass

King marched towards the oblivious small boy and held onto his naked waist quickly, moaning internally at the feeling of the soft skin under his palms.

Mago straightened up when King pulled the boy flush against his front, not letting him move when he tried to turn around.

Mago sighed.

“Where did you get these from princess?” King rasped blowing hot air near the younger’s ear making him squirm with a giggle.

“My fairy godmother Lucy got me these” Mago replied mimicking King and soon felt the older nuzzling in his neck and kissing there softly while holding his waist a little more firmly.

It was getting serious.

“Mmm ~ stop now……and help me with my boots pleasey” Mago whined pulling forcefully away from King who had his eyes darkened as he was drugged. Mago averted his gaze being a little nervous and then pointed at his shoes.

King, quietly, went to grab the shiny shoes and started to help the boy in wearing them. All that time he didn’t utter a word and Mago felt that it was better.

Once done, the boy stood up, swayed and held onto the king for support. The older circled his big hand around that dainty boy, holding him close before gathering his things and leaving the room.

Lucca was standing against the car when King and his little boyfriend came outside. He smirked playfully but only got a deadly glare in return from the king.

Mago, though, clumsily marched forward towards Charlton and stretched his small hand for the other to take.

“Tell me, Charlie….how do I look?” he demanded an answer. Charlton rolled his eyes at the younger who raised his brow challengingly.

“Like a goth doll from a doll house,” Mago giggled at his answer, falling his weight over Charlton. Charlton caught the younger by his shoulders and darted his gaze towards the king and from the look of it, it looked like that fairy Godmother was getting an earful from his king

“That’s good right,” he asked smiling all toothy melting Charlton’s heart. The man nodded at him earning a satisfied Mago and swore in his heart to protect that smile forever.

………..

The event was a mix of a meeting and a party. Everyone welcomed the king with open arms and was amazed by the beautiful, alluring boy beside him. The daunting king glared at each other who dared to look at his boy more than necessary.

He was painfully aware of the beauty Mago possessed and where it was a bonus to have such a creature as your boyfriend, It was tiring to see every man looking at him with lust-filled eyes.

True to the reality of the mafia gathering, Mago felt overwhelmed by his surroundings. He opted to stay glued to the king but still nodding his head to every greeting was coming out as exhaustion.

King was more than happy to hold to boy of his dreams in his arms. The small boy was like a wild kitten with his spicy tongue and sassy personality but tonight the said kitten was calm and shy.

He was pressed against the side of the king, refused every dance offer, and rejected every clearly intoxicated glass of liquor instead he played with the king’s fingers and the rings adorning them.

King was loving every moment of it.

It was after a while that the boy was demanding something to eat. He didn’t like the expensive cuisine and the king took that as an opportunity to punish Lucca. The man was sent to get the French fries from a fast food joint.

Charlton laughing at his misery.

After the boy was served, a king might or might not have avenged himself by mixing his tequila with the fruit punch Mago was having.

King was a jealous man and the way Mago was playing with Lucca and his other men earlier didn’t settle with King. Mago is his and he has the sole right to be the reason the boy should laugh and giggle that melodic giggles of his.

Charlton was an exception though.

The concoction of that alcoholic drink with the citrusy juice has started to show its result. Mago was slurry and a bit tipsy. He didn’t drink the whole glass but a small amount was enough for the lightweight boy beside him.

It was enough for the king to stand up and gather the boy in his arms when he saw Mago chasing an olive in the narrow glass with his tiny fingers.

The boy was drunk, not enough to lose his consciousness but a desirably, cute drunk.

“Let’s go” King announced and Charlton followed behind him silently. The party was over anyway.

……….

Reaching their mansion, Mago refused to get out of the car which caused the older to pick him up on his shoulder and carry him inside the building.

Once they reached their bedroom, King tossed the boy on the bed who landed with a bounce and scowled at the older instantly.

“Don’t treat me like that you jerk. I am so soft and sensitive right now” Mago preached and King rolled his eyes while unbuttoning his shirt. His clothes were reeking of alcohol, cigarettes and sex and he wanted to get out of them as quickly as possible.

A good shower is what he needs

“Then how do you expect me to treat you” King asked throwing his shirt away on the chair and picking the neatly placed towel from the dresser only to stop when he heard the most surprising words coming out of the younger’s mouth.

“With a steamy hot kiss,” Mago sang, emphasizing each word, while looking straight at the older standing a few steps away from him. The young boy didn’t know why he said that but now that the words were out, King wasn’t letting him get out of this without a kiss.

The crime lord watched the boy, sitting on the bed like a baby doll, with a hooded look in his eyes. Mago had his leather-cladded legs swinging in the air while he rested his upper body on his stomach on the bed. Small hands were folded under his chin as he looked up at the older with a nearly seductive stare.

King has had enough.

The man marched forward towards the bed with two long strides making Mago stagger back on his knees but it was too late because, in the next moment, the boy was straddling the crime lord, sitting on his lap while his legs were resting on either side of the king.

“You asked for this, now don't complain after I am done with you,” said King before leaning forward and capturing the younger’s lips in his hot mouth. Mago circled his small hands around the king’s neck and reciprocated with fervour.

He kissed back but couldn’t keep up with the strength King was putting in their make-out. When out of breath, he pushed at King’s chest to heave a sigh only to get arrested in that searing kiss again.

King was having the time of his life. The man racked his hands across that soft naked waist until his hands rested on the curve of that perky butt. Unable to contain himself, the king placed his hand over the round globs of flesh and squeezed them to his heart's content.

“Haah!!” Mago gasped loudly in the kiss giving the opportunity for the king to enter his mouth without warning.

“mmmm,” Their tongues met and Mago moaned giving electric shocks to that suffocated dick of the mafia boss making King bite the younger’s tongue softly.

Mago pushed at the king’s chest again but this time a little forcefully. He was successful but only with regard to his lips. The next thing he knew was that the king was kissing along his jaw to his neck.

A new feeling erupted in Mago’s body, he trembled in the king’s hold while standing on his knees. The boy unknowingly loved the way the king was kissing his body. Mago had never felt this way with Jana. The said man only bit him like the wild animal he was.

The new position gave a new platform for the king to leave his marks. With the younger’s neck in front of his mouth, he kissed along the jaw and nipped at some of his favourite spots before lapping at the juncture of Mago’s neck and shoulder.

“I-I asked for a kiss….n-not you biting me l-like this” Mago complained breathing heavily. King ignored him before lifting the crop top and pulling it off of Mago’s body leaving him his fishnet top and switching their positions so now the boy was now lying underneath him.

The boy was an absolute beauty with that fishnet top on his fair skin that was turning pink with each passing second making it hard for the king to not pounce on him and eat him alive.

“This is my way of a ‘steamy hot kiss’. Take it or leave it” King said without showing any sign of stopping if ever Mago chose the second option.

“ah!! You are a jerk” Mago commented but still surrounded his arms around King to pull him close for a start of another hot kiss.

The couple kissed messily, King sucked and licked every inch of Mago’s mouth until he was satisfied. Along the lines of a heated make-out session, the king had his left hand travelling to the prohibited territory of the younger.

He spread the Smaller's legs and got in between to get the desired friction between their middles. Mago was enjoying the feeling of the king kissing him until he felt the rub of their crotches and moaned loudly holding onto the king’s shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Mago moaned with his eyes fluttering close at the very surprising arousal he felt between his legs when King unintentionally pressed closer.

“Fuck!! You are so sexy, so fucking beautiful like this” King ignored the question Mago asked before plotting his compliment and Mago unheard the older as he clutched tightly on the locks of his apparent boyfriend.

“Ah!!! s-something is weird down there and it's h-hurting” Mago pointed out again only to be ignored again. The feeling of his painfully hard dick was mixed with the pleasure he was receiving from the king.

“Be mine forever…..only mine. be my boyfriend” King muttered sucking a hickey at the blushy skin of the younger on his collarbone while he moved his hand between their body to grace the younger with much-needed friction. He palmed the younger over the fabric of his tight pants feeling the temperature of Mago’s small body rising.

Mago didn't answer though

“Be mine” King commanded moving his hand up and down rather harshly, younger breathing heavily.

“what…what if ….Ah!!.....I-I don’t want to” Mago challenged arching his back when he felt putting pressure on his sensitive dick.

“then you are dead,” King said while closing his mouth around the pinkish nipple of the younger and sucking it until it was bruised deliciously. Mago writhed drunkenly, moaning loudly as he came in his pants.

It was the first ever time that Mago has done something like Cumming. His eyes were blown wide and breathing heavily as he felt the sticky liquid spreading in his boxers.

Mago was surely aware of such intimate things like sex and all, he had been hearing about all the wild fantasies Jana had about him in bed but still, the boy was fresh in the department of experience.

And that’s why he was lying there, under his boyfriend, looking more ethereal than ever

He lifted his eyes to look at the man above him. king was watching him with fondness in his eyes but his facial expressions were as serious as any murderer.

“What?” he asked already expecting a question about the matter in the younger’s pants. King was aware of the oblivious state of the boy. He has never been intimate with anyone like this and now that he has, the boy looked absolutely stunned.

But Mago was keeping the question at bay……..for now

“You threatened me” he whispered and King rolled his eyes at the younger before pulling away and dragging the boy along.

“I did. And come to think of it, I am a crime lord, I don’t need your answer.  You are my boyfriend whether you like it or not” he announced on his own, untying the other’s shoes and then unbuttoning his pants.

“But shouldn’t you want someone who likes you?” Mago questioned being undressed, without feeling uncomfortable, by his now official boyfriend.

“Do you like me?” King questioned instead while looking into Smaller’s eyes. Mago kept looking at King for a second long before answering

“uhh......Sometimes” King raised his brow at him and Mago sighed tiredly as if he was caught.

"More than I like anyone else ......happy?" he muttered loud enough for the king and got a grin of victory in return.

“I can live with that just fine,” he said pecking Mago’s lips and dragging the boy towards the shower to get cleaned.

King was still hard but now that he has someone to take care of, the priorities have changed.

On the contrary, the little boy was thinking about discussing this life-and-death matter with his soulmate

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