Geoffrey Thomas

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Geoffrey couldn’t help the low whine that escaped his throat the moment Trevor’s teeth sunk into his shoulder. It had been exactly what he had wanted,  the buzzing pain that seemed to radiate from the wound only aided in what he had already logged away as his best orgasm to date. The boy’s mind somehow focused, and he could only chalk it up to the new power that flowed through him, giving him an unheard of amount of energy, readying him immediately again for anything Trevor could offer him. A delicate whimper filled the room as Trevor licked at him, his hips still moving steadily, their rhythm in perfect harmony, each thrust seemingly pushing Trevor deeper into Geoffrey, each sound pushing the boy closer to the edge for a second time. The boy felt Trevor shift behind him and he took the opportunity to look over his shoulder to him, the thoughts in the mans head ringing in Geoffrey’s, forcing a quirky grin on his face. “It’s better when it hurts,” he explained, his voice shaking and low as he made eye contact with the older man, his cock swelling in their hands just at the sight of him. 

Just the sound of Geoffrey’s voice had Trevor grasping at Goeffrey’s hip tighter, bringing the teen flush against his body with a groan. Their eyes met, and Trevor shuddered a groan, feeling Geoffrey’s arousal grow through his touch, causing Trevor’s own arousal to increase. He’d gone way past the point of it being simply pleasure, his body ached for release, so much that it was almost painful. Keeping his eyes locked on Geoffrey’s his teeth ran across his previous bite mark, licking away the blood clots and causing the wound to reopen and tickle more blood. This time he never broke eye contact with Geoffrey, and the longer their gaze was connected the more he could feel Geoffrey; his pain and pleasure. The mixture of the two sending lightening bolts through his spine. Once he hit his breaking point, when he could no longer hold back his own climax, he sunk his teeth into the bite, pressing their hips together painfully as he released himself into the teen below him. Geoffrey’s name fell from his lips, muffled by Geoffrey’s shoulder and the blood that dripped from his lips down to his chin.

Any noise Trevor made was like a pleasant torture to Geoffrey, each groan and growl sending a new wave of pleasure through the boy, pushing him closer and closer to another one of those earth shattering orgasms he had only just felt. The Brit’s faded eyes watched with something like anticipation as Trevor teased his wound, forcing more blood to come forth, his thick, pink tongue licking the marks, the stinging pleasure forcing a pained sigh from deep inside his throat. The hand on Geoffrey’s length tightened the moment Trevor sunk his teeth in again, and he was enough to send the teen flying over the edge again, muscles hard and contracting over Trevor’s cock as his own emptied for the second time onto the bed below him. It felt as though hours passed, but it could only have been seconds before Geoffrey let himself collapse on the bed, his quivering weak body pulling, Trevor sliding out of him, until he made enough room for the man to lay down too. His chest rose heavily as he breathed, forcing his body to relax as he felt the short but pleasant afterwaves of his climax. “Trevor,” the boy breathed, eyes still closed as he spoke, wanting to touch him again, hold his hand, cuddle next to him, something, but unsure if it would go alright.


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Every cell of Trevor’s body felt Geoffrey’s orgasm, the combination of their link and Geoffrey’s body tightening around his own, bringing a low guttural noise from him. His back arched and he pressed himself closer to Geoffrey, teeth coming down on the crook between Geoffrey’s neck and shoulder. Trevor’s canines broke skin, and he could feel droplets of blood gathering around the puncture wounds, his tongue catching them. He was so close to his own orgasm, but he willed himself to keep going, to force it back, feeling Geoffrey hard again in his hand. His breath came shuddering, pulling away from his bite to lick lightly at the wound, as if apologizing though he knew he wasn’t. Instead he trailed his lips back up to the shell of Geoffrey’s ear, never losing time with his hips. “Fuck,” he growled out, tongue darting out to run along the curve of his ear. “Geoffrey.” His grip on Geoffrey’s hip increased, his strokes on Geoffrey’s length increasing, his hand and Geoffrey’s now slick with the teen’s release. Shifting himself, he positioned his hips at an angle that he hoped would manage to hit Geoffrey’s prostate. He knew Geoffrey wanted the pleasure, but there was also a part of the teen the desperately ached for pain. ‘The masochistic little shit,’ Trevor thought, knowing full well Geoffrey could probably hear him.

Geoffrey couldn’t help the low whine that escaped his throat the moment Trevor’s teeth sunk into his shoulder. It had been exactly what he had wanted,  the buzzing pain that seemed to radiate from the wound only aided in what he had already logged away as his best orgasm to date. The boy’s mind somehow focused, and he could only chalk it up to the new power that flowed through him, giving him an unheard of amount of energy, readying him immediately again for anything Trevor could offer him. A delicate whimper filled the room as Trevor licked at him, his hips still moving steadily, their rhythm in perfect harmony, each thrust seemingly pushing Trevor deeper into Geoffrey, each sound pushing the boy closer to the edge for a second time. The boy felt Trevor shift behind him and he took the opportunity to look over his shoulder to him, the thoughts in the mans head ringing in Geoffrey’s, forcing a quirky grin on his face. “It’s better when it hurts,” he explained, his voice shaking and low as he made eye contact with the older man, his cock swelling in their hands just at the sight of him. 


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The feeling of Geoffrey forcing Trevor deeper inside of him, the shock and pleasure of it sending his nerves into a vibrating mess. He groaned, teeth dragging across the kin on the back of Geoffrey’s neck. Sliding his hand from Geoffrey’s stomach to his hip, grasping the bruised bone with a strong grip. He pulled Geoffrey in closer, burying himself completely within the teen beneath him with a low growl. His breath hot against Geoffrey’s skin, the sweat that had started to appear on his face pasting his bangs to his forehead. His pace picked up, hearing his name echo in Geoffrey’s head like an encouragement. Trevor was panting slightly at this point, it’d been so long since he’d been able to be this intimate with someone. He had a hard time keeping himself in check and not completely overtake the body beneath him. It was a good thing that his energies were so low, otherwise he might not have been able to keep himself in check the way he was. His grip on Geoffrey’s hip tightened another low groan escaping his lips as he snapped his hips upwards, the feeling of being completely within Geoffrey drawing the rare noise from him. “Geoffrey.”

Geoffrey found himself wishing the bite he had given himself had been from Trevor, he wanted so desperately - and so suddenly - for the man to hurt him, to cause him this new brand of painful pleasure that he had hid from himself all his years. The Brit had never felt so pleasantly vulnerable, so at another’s persons will - it was getting him off more than he thought. The Brit moved his hand from Trevor’s thigh, moving it to his own cock, matching his pace with Trevor’s, each thrust accented with a low moan that sound suspiciously like a whimper. Geoffrey had never felt anything like what he felt at that moment; still able to hear and feel some of Trevor’s emotions and thoughts, he could hear the man’s pleasure behind him, and it only increased his own. Just the thought someone like him could bring any sort of pleasure to Trevor was nearly enough to make him finish, and he took the opportunity. With a few hard, quick pumps over his own cock, Geoffrey felt that tight pulling deep in his stomach before he released himself into his hand and down onto the bed below him. Every muscle in his body tightened and relaxed, frantically trying to get accustomed to the feeling, Trevor behind him making that orgasm one of the best he had ever experienced in his life. “Fuck,” he managed to growl, finally releasing his bent up breath, his length still hard in his hand, “jesus, Trevor, you feel so good…”


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Trevor’s heightened senses could smell the coppery taste of Geoffrey’s blood before he realized the teen had bit himself. His own teeth clamping down on his bottom lip as he tried to force himself to keep a slow and steady pace, knowing that Geoffrey was a virgin in this sense. He wasn’t used to being so gentle with things, always taking what he wanted when he wanted with no second thoughts towards who he was hurting in the first place. For some reason Geoffrey was able to throw that all away, Trevor’s whole attention was focused on this one moment, this gentleness and care as he tried to make it pleasurable for Geoffrey. He trailed his lips down Geoffrey’s back, his lips on the warm skin beneath him while his hips rocked in an agonizingly slow pace. He kept his hand on Geoffrey’s length, stroking in a speed that was just slightly faster than his hips, waiting until Geoffrey got used to him before increasing the speed and intensity of his thrusts.

Geoffrey whimpered against his own skin, eyes squeezed tightly shut as Trevor slowly eased himself further inside. The boy had enough distractions: the rough hand on his cock, the lips against his sweating skin, the bite he had placed in his arm, and Trevor’s voice repeating over and over in his mind, 'relax, relax, relax,” but still he only thought of the distinct and unique pain he was receiving, pain he wanted desperately more of. “Trevor,” he moaned, his voice accented with pain, hips rolling first into the man’s hand, then back over his length, pushing him further in, “more, please, I want more of you…” Geoffrey would have been sure he wouldn’t have enjoyed this type of pleasure, it had been the only real reason for never partaking, for always taking the other end - but this was different than he thought it would be. He felt safe, and taken cared for, and, it felt fucking good. Geoffrey moved his bloodied arm back, hand gripping Trevor’s thigh, pushing him further in, the pain racking up through his spine, but it was riddled with pleasure, pleasure he knew he could get more of. 


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He groaned pleasantly as Trevor moved up his body, his warmth moving over him almost gracefully, warm lips against his neck then mouth, not staying long enough before he spoke. In spite of how heated it was between them, the man’s whispered tone sent a chill down Geoffrey’s spine, reminding him just how afraid of Trevor he was. Geoffrey found himself wondering if he would ever be completely comfortable with Trevor — a part of him hoped he wouldn’t. He enjoyed the fear the man struck in him, it made him feeling simultaneously vulnerable and completely safe. ‘Relax,’ he reminded himself, Trevor’s words in his head instead of his own, the word actually working do to just as it bade. The Brits eyes furrowed as Trevor moved off of him, both of their pants seemingly vanishing before Trevor was on him again, warm lips on his own. There was so much comfort in that touch. Geoffrey wanted to say he was scared, but he knew Trevor knew, so he only kissed the man again, not directly on his mouth, more between his chin and bottom lip before he flipped himself over, a nervous hand rolling through his hair. 

The fear that just touched the outskirts of Geoffrey’s pleasure brought a sly grin to  his face, taking his lower lip into his mouth, closing his teeth on it, before pulling it out slowly, watching the slight fear dance in Geoffrey’s eyes. He pushed back against Geoffrey’s kiss, giving him a slight response in the best way he could without Geoffrey’s lips on his own. He watched as Geoffrey rolled over and as soon as the Brit was laying comfortably on his stomach he laid over him. Trevor’s hand came up, pushing the strands of Geoffrey’s hair away from the back of his neck, leaning down to place a slight kiss there. Teeth and tongue grazing against the skin while he absorbed some of the power he has given Geoffrey in order to create some sort of lubricant to coat his own length.

Feeling himself fully prepared, he bent down, teeth grazing against Geoffrey’s ear. “Relax,” he muttered, though it was more of a warning as he slid his hand around to Geoffrey’s stomach, pulling the teen’s back flush against his stomach. Trevor lined the head of his length against Geoffrey’s entrance, his mouth trailed along Geoffrey’s spine, teeth and tongue tracing the dip between muscles in an attempt to distract Geoffrey from the pain that was sure to come. The hand that was on Geoffrey’s stomach, ran down lower, wrapping around Geoffrey’s slick length, providing another distraction as he rolled his hips, pushing into Geoffrey slightly.

The boy shivered again as he felt Trevor’s hand brushed away his hair, his mouth against the back of his neck sending all those pleasant bolts of lightening through him. It was easier to feel just his own emotions when he couldn’t see the other man, a part of him so unused to it all, it was almost easy to just block the rest of the feelings out, and concentrate solely on his own. It calmed him slightly. Again he heard Trevor’s voice in his ear, and he spoke in his mind that he was ready, that he was relaxed, and above all else that he wanted it. Geoffrey wanted him anyway he could take him. The realization was like a warm blanket. He would always be safe if he was with Trevor. The hand on his cock completely distracted him, the warm, rough, palm against him immediately forced a moan from his lips, his body rocking forward into the man’s hand. “Fu-uck!” he groaned, moving to bite his own arm, his teeth sinking into break the skin, the sensation enough to distract him from the pain, “fuck… Trevor…”


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Another shaking breath before Geoffrey couldn’t take it anymore, his mind being completely bombarded  with two sets of feeling over and over. His own, and then Trevor’s, experiencing both the giving and receiving, his mind still having trouble distinguishing each. “Trevor—” he managed to say before he tightened his hands in the man’s hair, pulling him from his length, mentally forcing himself to keep his hips from rising again, “I’m gonna c-cum, can we, uh, can I…” The Brit swallowed a lump that formed in his throat, knowing his thoughts were clear, and knowing without a shadow of a doubt that Trevor was aware of them. Geoffrey wanted to fuck him, it’s all he could think about, and he didn’t want to finish in his mouth, he wanted to finish inside him. 

Frowning slightly at Geoffrey pulling him from his length, his eyes moved back to Geoffrey’s face, seeing the barely contained pleasure behind Geoffrey’s eyes. He knew how close the other boy was, hell Trevor was just as close as well, it was almost irritating, being able to come this close to orgasm without actually having been touched. He chuckled at Geoffrey’s words, the light and carefree chuckle that was so different from his usual sarcastic huff of a laugh, something that only seemed to come out around two people and for some reason Geoffrey was one of them. Trevor still had trouble distinguishing just how he felt towards Geoffrey, confused by the emotions within him, emotions that Trevor was not known for feeling.

Pulling himself up, he brushed his hand up Geoffrey’s stomach resting it on his chest so that he was practically laughing on the Brit. He brought his lips to Geoffrey’s neck, then his lips, only to pull back so he could speak. “Now,” Trevor started, “I know you’re not used to being the one ravished, but just remember what I said; relax.” His own voice was barely recognizable, so full of heavy lust it could almost be called a growl. Trevor knew exactly what Geoffrey wanted, but was also hesitant to give him it. Never had Trevor been fucked, by anyone, and tonight wasn’t the night Trevor was going to start. So he stepped off the bed, dragging Geoffrey’s pants almost with him before dropping his own pants to the ground. He crawled back over Geoffrey, leaning down to place another quick kiss on the teen’s lips. “Maybe next time, Goober,” he told him, “Now turn over.”

He groaned pleasantly as Trevor moved up his body, his warmth moving over him almost gracefully, warm lips against his neck then mouth, not staying long enough before he spoke. In spite of how heated it was between them, the man’s whispered tone sent a chill down Geoffrey’s spine, reminding him just how afraid of Trevor he was. Geoffrey found himself wondering if he would ever be completely comfortable with Trevor — a part of him hoped he wouldn’t. He enjoyed the fear the man struck in him, it made him feeling simultaneously vulnerable and completely safe. ‘Relax,' he reminded himself, Trevor's words in his head instead of his own, the word actually working do to just as it bade. The Brits eyes furrowed as Trevor moved off of him, both of their pants seemingly vanishing before Trevor was on him again, warm lips on his own. There was so much comfort in that touch. Geoffrey wanted to say he was scared, but he knew Trevor knew, so he only kissed the man again, not directly on his mouth, more between his chin and bottom lip before he flipped himself over, a nervous hand rolling through his hair. 


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Trevor couldn’t stop the bemused purr that vibrated against his throat and Geoffrey’s length, the pleasure shooting through the young Brit beneath him seeping into his own body and showing him just how close Geoffrey was to hitting orgasm. Their shared pleasure made it so that Trevor was close enough to his own orgasm and Geoffrey hadn’t even touched him, save for threading his hands through his hair. Completely relaxing his throat, he worked his tongue against Geoffrey’s length, enjoying the sinful noises that seemed to seep from Geoffrey’s mouth. He followed Geoffrey’s thrusts, and each time Geoffrey’s hips would pull away from him he let his teeth graze against the sensitive skin of the boy’s length.

Their never ending cycle of pleasure flowing through Geoffrey, into Trevor, and then back into Geoffrey simply made every motion, ever sensation, multiplied by a thousand. It was as if Trevor could feel everything in such away that he’d never felt anything again, a blind man seeing the sun rise for the first time in years. Something powerful and beautiful at the same time, and the best part was that he wasn’t alone. Geoffrey was feeling everything in the same way Trevor was, it was the shared feeling of it that made it all the more unbelievable. Running one hand from Geoffrey’s thigh, he ran it across the Brit’s stomach, dragging blunt nails across the skin there, leaving more pink ribbon marks where the others were only just now fading.

Another shaking breath before Geoffrey couldn’t take it anymore, his mind being completely bombarded  with two sets of feeling over and over. His own, and then Trevor’s, experiencing both the giving and receiving, his mind still having trouble distinguishing each. “Trevor—” he managed to say before he tightened his hands in the man’s hair, pulling him from his length, mentally forcing himself to keep his hips from rising again, “I’m gonna c-cum, can we, uh, can I…” The Brit swallowed a lump that formed in his throat, knowing his thoughts were clear, and knowing without a shadow of a doubt that Trevor was aware of them. Geoffrey wanted to fuck him, it’s all he could think about, and he didn’t want to finish in his mouth, he wanted to finish inside him. 


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