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RUEL was the hottest new thing. He was young, sexy, talented, and humble. Shawn Mendes couldn't have that. It was bad for his image and bad for his ego. While Shawn had the advantage of being a few years older and more experienced, Ruel had the naivety of youth and a clean slate. Ruel was newly 17, had just wrapped up his own tour, and was full of energy. Ready to open for Shawn for his Australian shows. Shawn was 21 and going from height to highet with his career. He had heard Ruel on the radio last time he was in Australia and immediately became obsessed with him. He was the hottest thing to come out of the country since the Hemsworth brothers.
Shawn didn't want all of the fame to himself. He didn't even care so much about album or ticket or merchandise
sales, or even worldwide recognition and awards. What mattered to him was Ruel knowing his place in the hierarchy of pop-stardom. Now Ruel wouldn't be his first conquest by any means, but it was one which Shawn was more excited about than he had been in a long time. Not since Justin had he felt such a strong need for another mans submission.
First he had to feel out the younger superstar, and then play his role just right to mould Ruel into yet another Mendes conquest. His show had ended about an hour ago. But Ruel was still fulfilling his obligations to sign tons of photos, shirts, and records for VIP fangirls. He gave out handshakes and hugs and winks, and still smirked at the girls' giggles or quivers or tears. He loved having such an effect on people.
Shawn stood a distance from the meet and greet, but still had a great view of the younger star. Their four year age difference wasn’t quite so apparent when it
came to height. Ruel was a bit over six feet tall, dwarfing most of the girls that crowded around him. And while Shawn was only ever so slightly taller, he was much more muscular and therefore had more of a dominating presence. Ruel finally finished. His security detail surrounded him and took him
around a corner. Event security dispersed the small crowd and escorted the fans from the backstage area. Shawn waited for them all to go and then walked around the same corner Ruel had turned. Shawn spotted the tour manager, Andrew.
"Hey, Shawn," Andrew greeted. "How's it going?
"Good, man, good. Helluva show the kid puts on," Shawn complimented.
"Yeah, definitely," Andrew agreed, giving him a quick up-and-down scan, an unmistakable mindfuck to use later in his dreams. "Well, listen, Ruel's in the shower now, cleaning up, so he'll be ready in about an hour. He’d probably love to get some insight from you, you know on the biz and stuff, and we're all looking forward to hanging out later. First show in australia! We booked a pretty sweet VIP spot at a club downtown and we--"
Commotion broke out behind Shawn. He turned to see a pair of girls who had broken through event security and were now tangling with his personal security. There was scratching and groping going on and plenty of screaming as these girls were clearly off their hinges.
"Wait here," Andrew told Shawn with a stroke of his arm. The manager ran
toward the incident and struggled to contain it and remove the girls.
Shawn silently thanked his hired distraction and used it to slip around another corner and into Ruels's dressing room. It was tastefully decorated, spotted with plush furniture, a table of food and drinks, a couple of tables for sitting or putting your feet up, and a few bags of luggage. One bag was opened and had clearly been rummaged. Shawn spotted on the floor a dark t-shirt soaked through with sweat. Shoes had been kicked off nearby, discarded dirty black socks not far. In the middle of it all was a pair of jeans that had been stepped out of, and bunched between them a pair of grey boxer briefs. There were obvious sweat stains in them. Shawn held them up by the waistband, inspecting the line of sweat that had escaped Ruel's ass crack. He took a long look at the bottom seam of the briefs, imaging it pressed firmly against Ruel's hot young taint. He turned the briefs around and admired the sweaty, empty, loose crotch area. It had been stretched, for sure, the former cage for what promised to be an impressive member. Shawn imagined Ruel sporting a secret hard-on during his performance. The older boy remembered those days. It was hard to avoid when thousands of girls were screaming for you. They were all within his reach, and they were all surely willing. They would jump up and down, their pert new titties holding much of his focus. Shawn had evolved since then, but it turned him on a bit to think of Ruel in his old shoes.
Shawn balled up the underwear, pressed it against his face, and took in multiple long, deep breaths through both his nose and his mouth. His tongue licked the cotton and tasted the sweat, and he even bit a wet spot so he could squeeze out more flavour. Satisfied, he threw the underwear in a ball back onto the ground and took a seat on a nearby couch.
He could hear the water running in the next room. He stared at the door, waiting, until the water stopped. That's when Shawn repositioned himself.
He slouched down, put one foot up on a coffee table, and put the other one along the length of the couch so his legs were practically spread eagle, his trackies loose in that section and drooping down so they rested on his semi-chubbed-up dick and loose ballsack. Ruel stepped out of the bathroom and jumped at the sight of Shawn Mendes on his couch. He was drying his hair with a towel. He brought it down to his lower body immediately, covering his crotch and thighs, which were unfortunately already hidden by a pair of loose boxers spotted with water from the shower.
"Shit, my bad," Shawn said with a hidden smirk. "I didn't mean to scare
you. Andrew sent me in so I figured I'd just hang out `til you were done."
"Damn, yeah," Ruel stammered, moving toward his luggage bag. "Let me just
throw something on real quick."
He leaned down to grab a pair of basketball shorts he slid on in one fluid motion. Shawn admired the thighs and curve of a butt he was able to make out for those few short seconds. It was nice, but it was not satisfying; it was not enough. Ruel remained shirtless, a fact that Justin attributed to being a straight, teenaged boy. He had no shame, and for good reason. Ruel's body was surprisingly developed, but with a still boyish quality. He was fairly muscled and tight in all the right places. His arms were toned but but not huge, his pecs admirable, his abdomen the stuff of dreams -smooth and solid with small by tight abs. His legs were long, thin towards the bottom but thick like trunks at the thigh. He didn’t appear to have much of any body hair except light dozen or so hairs that made the snail trail towards his cock. Shawn imagined that what lay between the two enticing upper and lower halves was a prize that could satisfy just about anyone's desires. Definitely his.
"What's up, man, how you been?" Ruel asked casually as he grabbed a bottle
of water from the table and sat in a chair near Shawns's couch.
"Good, how `bout you?"
"Damn good, it's been so much fun, really. Thanks again for this opportunity it’s been so great." Ruel said genuinely.
"Of course my dude! You put on a hell of a performance. I saw you doing that meet and greet shit after the show. You loved it."
"Yeah, my fans are awesome, I love meeting them."
Shawn chuckled and nodded slowly. "I bet, but like... you know... you love the attention."
"I'm just glad they like my music so much. I'm blessed."
"Yeah, yeah, of course, we all are, right..." Shawn played along. "But we know what they all want."
Ruel grinned and nodded, breaking eye contact and leaning back in his chair. "Yeah, there's that. Not all of them, though. I don't think so."
"Well, sure, a lot of them will want you to sing to them, a nice serenade on a romantic walk in a park or on a beach or some shit. They want you to take them on dates and give them gifts and snuggle with you to look at the stars."
Ruel laughed at the goofiness of it all, but refused to deny the honesty of it.
"But in the end, they all want the same thing, and you know what that is," Shawn paused to bring a hand down to his pants and cup his junk through the thin material. "They want the dick!"
"Nah, man, not all of them," Ruel said with a laugh, shaking off the straight homoeroticism of the situation. "Some of them just want someone to care about them."
"Yeah, sure, but after dinner and a movie they want you to dick them down!" Shawn said animatedly. "They wanna drop to their knees and blow you in an
elevator. They wanna give you a handjob in a public hot tub, make you bust a nut without anyone else knowing. These girls want you to grab them by their pigtails and gag them with your cock until you cream all over their titties."
Ruel looked a little taken aback partway through the tirade, but he recovered with a boisterous, albeit nervous, laugh.
"Come on, tell me you haven't had a teenie-bopper choking on your dick while you lay back with your eyes closed after a show."
Ruel didn't want to deny it. He didn't want to brag, but he wanted Shawn to know the truth of it. And he wanted to impress him. “A few, man... not all the time."
"No, not all the time," Shawn agreed. "You gotta feel them out. The really dirty ones, the ones that'll do anything... they also won't tell anyone. One, they're pretty sure no one's gonna believe they swallowed three of Shawn Mendes’ loads next to a dumpster behind a stadium. Two, they don't want people to know how much of a slut they are. They don't want people to know that between swallowing my cum they begged to lick my ass," Shawn laughed at the story. "Bitch ate my hole, so fucking hungry, and I swear I hadn't showered since the night before. I was all fuckin' sweat and grime from my show."
"No way!" Ruel exclaimed. Clearly he had heard such stories, even back in school before he had made it big. Guys loved to talk about this stuff. They wanted other guys to know their conquests. "Three times?!"
"If they can suck a dick, I can keep it going all night. I'll shoot blanks,I don't give a fuck."
"Then why'd you stop at three?"
"Boyfriend was waiting in the car!" Shawn said, eyes bugging. "Phone must have gone off like twenty times, but I didn't think anything of it! Why would I give a shit?"
"I can't believe a girl would do that! That's fucking trashy!"
"Yeah, but you'd love it. You've probably had the same fucking thing happen to you, dude."
"Kind of, but the girl wasn't trying to eat my ass."
"Oh, nah man, my bad," Shawn told him, "It was a dude. Should've mentioned that. Sometimes a girl will be down to lick a butthole, but it's the guys who really fucking crave it. Not just a little licking, but full on munching. Let me tell ya, they get off on it."
Ruel remained quiet, but if something were to escape his mouth it surely would have been `uhhhhhh.' He had nothing but support for others' sexuality. Whether a person was straight or bisexual or gay or asexual, Ruel didn't care. Of course he'd heard the rumours about Shawn, but there were the same rumours about him and just about every male musician these days so he'd just assumed that's all it was; rumours. In that moment, though, he must have seemed slightly homophobic. It was more the shock that Shawn Mendes, international pop star and obvious sex icon to tens of thousands, had just told him that he had shot three loads down a guy's throat, and in between let him eat his dirty asshole. Ruel knew he needed to recover so Shawn didn't think he was being judged. To be fair, however, Shawn didn't seem to care what reaction Ruel had to offer.
"I had no idea you were... sorry, man," Ruel said, immediately regretting his choice of words.
Shawn was far from offended. "Don't be sorry mate. I'm sure as fuck not. I don't even know what I am anymore," he laughed. "I guess I'm bi?"
"That's cool dude, good for you," Ruel offered his support.
"Yeah it is. I have a lot more to choose from now. A mouth is a mouth. Sometimes if there's facial hair it's a little weird, but you get used to it. And guys don't have pussies, but a nice ass is a nice ass. You ever fuck a girl in the ass?"
"Not Yet" Ruel admitted.
"It can be a challenge, even a little messy," Shawn told him. "But when they're hungry enough it's real easy, and feels just as good as pussy. And trust me, the guys that are into it are really hungry."
"Shit man, that's crazy."
"I mean, a big dick is a big dick, and an asshole is... well, it's fucking tight. So if you're big, you better find someone that knows what they're doing."
"I don't think I'll ever be fucking a guy in the butt," Ruel laughed.
Shawn smirked "Neither did I for a while, dude. I was nineteen!"
"Who was it?"
"Some server at a club," Shawn told him. "He had been eyefucking me for hours. You know all about that, guy or girl, nothing you can do about that."
"True.” Ruel shrugged.
"Anyway, it was in Germany, so I was allowed to drink. Wasn't super wasted but definitely wasn't myself, either. He must have followed me in there, the little freak. Came up to the urinal right next to me while I was taking a long ass piss. He wasn't shy at all, just looking down at my dick. I shook out the rest and looked over at him staring at my junk. He was jerking off! Just like that, he was hard as a rock and he was straight up
jerking off watching me piss and shake my soft cock."
"Shit man," Ruel said, shaking his head.
"Yeah, so he asked me if he could suck my dick. Probably the only thing he could say in English. I don't know if he's ever said anything else. He was so fucking eager, really sounded like a slut if you know what I mean. He had pretty long hair pulled back into a bun, and he was smooth and had big pouty lips. That's what I love, is a nice set of big wet lips around my dick. And that's what I got, man."
"I thought you said that was the first guy you fucked?"
"It was. He took me to some storage closet or some shit, real shady when I think about it, but anyway he was sucking my dick real good in the dark, but then before I knew it he was backing his ass up onto my dick. No lube, nothing, just the spit he left all over my cock. Slid right onto it. I didn't really see his ass, but I felt it. Nice and round, pretty firm, just the little bit of fuzz. It was a guy's butt, that hit me pretty hard, I was like what the fuck am I doing? But only for a minute because it felt so fucking good. He creamed me with his ass and then got back down on his knees, got me hard again real fast, and swallowed two more loads. We were in there for over two hours. I got to the point was grabbing his manbun and literally fucking his face. He could take a dick, man, let me tell you. No gagging, no backing away. He was just fucking moaning, moaning on my dick. It was so hot. I could hear him jerking himself off. I know I was fucking his face so much he probably couldn't breathe much through his mouth, definitely couldn't swallow any saliva. So it just went all over his face man... dripped off his chin in big globs of spit and some cum, and he caught it and used it to jerk himself off... probably even fingered himself, I don't know. I could hear him jerking off though, you know that noise man. You were a teenager once, and you didn't want that squishing to be too loud, right? He didn't give a shit. He was going at it, probably cumming over and over again while I just went to fucking town down his throat. He didn't even use his hands... didn't have to, `cause I was just grabbing his head like it was some girl's waist and I was fucking pounding her from behind. So fucking hot. I've been back to that club a few times. He knows his place. He knows he's my fucktoy. Turns out he was only seventeen first time I fucked him. Your age! Imagine how much he had to have slutted out to be such a pro at seventeen. I don't give a shit though. Fucking amazing sex, every time... anything I want. It's crazy."
Ruel was leaning forward, his elbows on his knees, nearly doubled-over, shirtless and in awe, just staring at Shawn.
"You hard, man?" Shawn asked. "I know I am." He grabbed his hard dick through his trackies. Eight and a half inches of straight, thick undeniably rock hard Canadian cock, made a prominent outline in his pants. "Fuck, let's go to Germany. You won't be the first guy I've shared him with!"
"Nah, not my thing," Ruel mumbled, still frozen.
"I bet if you stood up right now you'd have a big fucking tent in those shorts, but I get why you don't wanna admit it. It's all good though," Shawn reassured him. "But like, really, gun to your head, would you rather... would you rather a guy suck your dick, or you suck a guy's dick?"
"No way, dude!" Ruel chuckled.
"Gun to your head, come on, that's the game! You're telling me you'd rather have your brains blown by a bullet than blow out a load in someone's throat? Bullshit!"
He laughed again, and trying to deflect his answer, asked playfully, "Fine, what would you pick?! Wait, no, I know what you'd pick, you dog! How `bout, would you rather--"
"Depends on the guy," Shawn interjected with a shrug. "I've sucked a few dicks over the last couple of years. Plenty of guys have asked, I just don't always do it. It's gotta be the right guy."
"Shit, okay..." Ruel said. "Uhh..."
Shawn could tell the kid wasn't ready to go down that road yet, at least not verbally. "Fine, you can ask me another one. But it's gotta be dirty!"
"Uhh... would you rather," Ruel looked around at empty air. Handfuls of questions ran through his head, but he worried some of them were too wild or vulgar. Surely some of these questions would support Shawn’s theory that his story had given Ruel a hard-on. It was entirely true, a throbbing one, complete with a droplet of pre-cum, but Shawn needn't know that. He had gone flaccid again, but his teenage dick started to flutter and throb a bit at the image of some of these scenarios flying through his mind. "Would you rather..."
"Come on, Ruel," Shawn egged him. "It can be anything."
"Would you rather..." he started. "Everyone find out about all the dirty sex stuff you've ever done, but you can still continue it... OR... No one ever find out, but you can only have one more wild night with someone for the rest of your life?"
"Pretty good," Shawn admitted with a nod. "Damn..."
Ruel looked rather pleased with himself having stumped this supposed master of sex. He decided to believe every word Shawn had said. There was no reason to consider him a liar. He may have been exaggerating, but Ruel had no doubt that his escapades were as wide and varying as he had suggested. He’s Shawn freakin’ mendes!
"Okay, one question," Shawn sat up and locked eyes with Ruel. "Could that one wild night be with you?"
Ruel almost choked on the sip of water he had just taken.
"I mean, I'm just wondering, it would probably be worth it if it was," Shawn declared nonchalantly. "If it wasn't you, I'd probably have everyone find out. I mean, if they found out, I'd probably still be famous, in some way. Maybe a porn star. Imagine that! Anyway, I could probably find a guy that looks enough like you to make it worth it. Everyone's got a few doppelgängers, right? Either way, if I got a wild night with you, or exposed but still had a wild night with someone like you, I'd be satisfied. Oh, and by the way, when you asked me if I'd rather suck a dick or get mine sucked, and I said it depended on the guy... if it was you, I'd definitely suck your dick instead."
And just like that, Ruel was hard again. He knew it wasn't likely he was the first one with whom Shawn had played this game. But he wondered just how many of them resulted in such sudden, unavoidable, steel-like boners. Ruel admired Shawn then, his pretty smooth face, cut by the sexy thick muscles that rippled his arms and body Ruel could see around and through the tight wifebeater Shawn wore. He looked further down, and not only was Shawn still holding his dick through his pants, but now he was massaging it, stroking it even.
"Tell me you're not hard now," Shawn dared. Eyeing him intently. "You're seventeen, and I bet your sex drive is off the walls. You're a star kid. I'm a star. I'm horny and willing, and I can give you the best blowjob you've ever gotten. It'll be our big secret. All you need to do is sit back and relax. What do you say?"
"I don't know," Ruel said softly.
"Are you hard?" Shawn probed, standing up, still holding his hard 8.5 inches.
Ruel nodded coyly. Shawn walked over to the younger boy, looking down at him, looming over him like the more experienced superstar that he was. Shawn wanted so badly to show this boy the ropes. To ruin him. Clearly Ruel was at least a bit interested, but even more clear was his hesitation.
"Look at these lips," Shawn told Ruel. "They're full, and pink, and warm and wet. Imagine them sucking your dickhead like it's a sweet Blowpop. Imagine them gliding up and down your shaft, sucking firmly yet softly, constantly working to make you feel good, leading your dick into the smooth, tight, soaking wet throat. I bet if you wanted to, you would put your hand on my throat, and you could feel it expand and contract each time your big boy dick slid into and pulled out of my throat. I'd kiss your balls, lick them while I stroke your dick. I'd have you so hard, bring you so close to the edge every time before I pull off... you'd be begging for it in your head, and I'd be hoping that you beg for it out loud, because that makes me try even harder. These lips, this tongue, this throat... it can be all yours... all night, if you want it."
Shawn stuck out his tongue, pink and smooth and perfect, and licked his fingers. He slid them into his mouth and his supple lips sucked them. All the while he had his other hand down his pants, jerking his dick, using his own precum to slick the head and shaft. Ruel was looking up at him, mesmerised, his dick hard and restricted in his boxers and basketball shorts. It was all he wanted to stand up and press his lips against Shawns, but he still couldn't bring himself to it.
"Just let me," Shawn said, bringing a firm hand to Ruel's shoulder and pushing it back.
Ruel offered no resistance. He leaned back in his chair, and then Shawn's hand pushed him downward so he slouched. There was no hiding his boner anymore. It was tenting against his shorts for sure, snaked down the left leg of his boxers. The dickhead was far enough down his thigh that it had escaped the boxers and pressed singularly against the silkiness of the basketball shorts. His dick was throbbing, and with each throb it jumped up and went back down, the head rubbing against the shorts, the sensation sending shivers through Ruel's body.
"Let me..."
Ruel was still looking up at him. He nodded, and in that moment Shawn dropped to his knees between the younger boys legs. His hands rested on ruel's thighs while his face dove onto his chest. Leaning back and slouching had caused the shorts to ride up a bit, and so shawns's hands had unbridled access to the thick, muscular, smooth thighs. He rubbed and squeezed them, the backs and fronts and sides, sliding down on occasion to squeeze a hard calf. His mouth kissed all over ruel's chest and found both nipples in turn. He sucked and nibbled them. Ruel let his head fall back and he closed his eyes as he let Shawn enjoy the foreplay and satisfying his newest conquest. Ruel bit his lip bottom lip each time Shawn pinched a nipple. Shawn let his tongue slide down Ruels's midsection, stopping to kiss each ab, to lick along each crevice. The younger boy got chills when his tongue reached the waistline.
Shawn could feel ruels's hard dick poking against his chest as it begged for escape. He made it a point to move his body so it slid suggestively against ruel's dickhead. Its sensitivity excited Shawn to no end. It seemed to jump at every sensation. Shawn slid both hands, fingers wide and palms flat, up ruel's thighs and under his shorts. His left hand made it to ruel's balls, which were surprisingly big and heavy, with a nice dusting of hair. Shawn cupped them as his other hand found Ruels's dick. His fingers slipped over the head as he pushed the boy cock, trying to escape from the boxers. He pulled away a glob of sticky precum and swirled it between a few fingers. Shawn grabbed the shaft through the cotton boxers and stroked it while his tongue swirled around and briefly in ruel's navel. The younger star couldn't hold back anymore, and he let out of a slow, low breath of pure pleasure, capped at the end with a moan that suggested he was now entirely pliable to shawn's whims.
"Do you want me to suck your dick?" Shawn asked, already knowing the
answer.
"Yes," Ruel answered, and then politely added, "Please."
"Lift up a bit," Shawn told him.
Ruel obliged, and Shawn quickly pulled off both boxers and shorts in the blink of an eye. After the waistband passed over it, ruel's dick sprung up, sliding over his thigh and plopping with a soft smack against his abdomen. The heavy dick leaned slightly to the side of his belly button. It throbbed again and again. Shawn took a few seconds to admire it. It was only about six inches, but noticeably thick for its length. The dickhead was much more of a mushroom than Shawns, sticking out from the end of the shaft with a girth almost as wide as the base. It was veined nicely, but one in particular snaked along the underside all the way to the tip. Its color was darker than the rest of ruels's paler skin tone. His balls were large, and had a light dusting of hair, still hairier than any part of his otherwise entirely smooth body. Surely the taint hiding behind those balls was hairy as well, and Shawn wanted little more than to press his tongue against it then swirl it around that taint to find out. Ruel's pubic hair was clearly recently trimmed to make it uniform and neat and thinned out, in stark contrast to Shawns wild and dark and thick bush. Shawn was obsessed. He knew he had made the right choice. This boy was beautiful and ripe for moulding to his specific desires.
The instant Shawn put his tongue to ruel's shaft he was hooked. He licked downward first and sucked at each nut, pulling at each one and licking it inside his mouth. The flavor was intoxicating. He tasted of youth and manhood at the same time. Shawn snaked his tongue under the ballsack and
found the smallest bit of exposed buttcrack. He slid the tip of his tongue in and then worked it up to the taint, soaking and swirling the hair, pressing against that most hidden point on a man's body. He pressed his tongue hard against the taint while he massaged and tugged the boys ballsack in one hand. Shawn came up for air and looked to see ruel's eyes not closed and daydreaming, but wide and intent on Shawns actions.
Shawn grabbed the base of the shaft with his fingertips and used it to point the thick, throbbing dick closer to his face. His lips slid over the taut dickhead and immediately made their way down. He dropped inch after inch, making sure to wet every bit of the shaft with his lips and tongue and saliva on the way. A few pubes tickled his nose as he started to reach his limit. With one final push his throat opened to accommodate the thick boy cook. Shawn had the entirety of ruel’s' dick in his mouth, the majority of it down his throat, which was spasming at the invasion. He felt the warm familiarity of long, strong fingers on his throat.
Ruel let his fingers linger on shawn's throat. He felt the small throbbing of his dick in shawns's throat, so close to his touch but fully engulfed in an indescribably euphoric, hot and wet throat. Shawn's fingers were soon laying over and in between ruel's fingers. He started moving up and down, keeping a part of Ruels's dick in his mouth at all times, deep throating it again and again. It expanded with each intake, and both their fingers reveled in the satisfaction. A few minutes passed before Shawn finally removed the cock from his mouth.
"Come on, big boy," Shawn smirked, licking all over the head like a lollipop. "Have your way."
Ruel saw just how vulnerable Shawn was. His machismo was starting to kick in, and he wanted to make him his toy, just as Shawn had done with so many other boys. First ruel grabbed Shawns head. He guided it back onto his dick and held it in place. Ruel started bucking up and down, slowly at first, and then more wildly once he realized just how skilled and willing shawn's throat was. So fervent was his face fucking that his balls bounced up and down with each thrust, slapping against shawn's chin.
Ruel rose to his feet, shawns's head still in his hands. Back and forth he pistoned, jabbing his dickhead against the back of shawn's throat. This was enough to cause some gagging from Shawn. He spit involuntarily against the invasion. Spittle dripped down ruel’s ballsack. On instinct ruel took both of his forefingers and hooked them in either end of shawns's mouth. He spread those pretty lips apart and pounded away with even more power behind every thrust.
Shawn loved the fishhooks in his mouth. A guy had never done that to him before. He was in heaven, taking ruels's dick, tasting his precum in the back of his throat, licking greedily at the tip and the shaft and even the fingers when he could. He opened his eyes wide and pointed them upwards. Ruel was looking down at him, his brow furrowed in sex fever, his eyes focused on his conquest and his throat expelling guttural masculine grunts.
Shawn brought his hands up to ruel's ass. It was big and round and plump. He squeezed and pinched and even dared to smack each cheek. Ruel’s ass was that of a sexy toned and tight twink, and entirely smooth. The backside action only motivated ruel more. Keeping one hand on shawn's head, he grabbed his shaft with the other. He used it to smack shawn's face with his heavy dick, the wetness spreading a sheen over the smooth pretty boy's cheeks and chin and nose. Shawn's eyes were glazed over in ecstasy. He loved the feeling of the boys cock beating against his face. He let ruel push him down so he could drop his balls onto his face. Ruel smothered him with the large sack, but Shawn left his mouth wide open with his tongue sticking out. Each ball or the entire sack dropped into his warm mouth, and his desperate tongue once again found the younger studs taint
Shawn took a hand off ruel's ass so it could expertly start jerking his own hard, but ignored, cock. He squeezed and tugged and swirled with his hand, working the wet dick with his nimble hands. Every few strokes he glided his fingers over the tip, collecting whatever precum had gathered
and using it to further slick and jerk his's dick.
"Fuck, I'm getting close," ruel said.
At that Shawn pulled himself up from under ruel's balls. He started jerking at the base of the dick and engulfed the other half in his mouth. His lips moved on and off the dickhead, along the shaft all the way to his hand. His tongue smoothed over ruel's mushroom head, which was clearly becoming more engorged with each stroke. Shawn started moaning on the dick, and with his free hand he grabbed ruel balls. He caressed them and felt them tightening. His finger then found and starting tickling and pressing and rubbing at ruel's taint, slipping ever so slightly down and between ruel’s ass cheeks to his straight virgin hole. Shawn rubbed small circles ever so lightly over the tight entrance.
"Fuck..." ruel muttered.
"Mmmmm," Shawn moaned, still sucking, working hard to bring ruel’s release.
"I'm gonna cum!"
The heat spread from Ruel’s cock and tensed his entire body. His ass clenched on shawn’s finger and while he recognised it was there, he was too far gone to protest or even care. He grabbed shawn's head both to steady himself and also to feed the older boy. The cum shot erupted to coat the back of shawns's throat, three rockets of hot, thick, smelly boy spunk. Shawn let it sit on his tongue, rubbed it against the roof of his mouth, all the while slow-stroking ruel's fully engorged dick so he could squeeze out every last drop offered. The load was massive and delicious. Shawn wanted to taste more, and so he kept on going, working the dick more and more, even as it softened, his tongue pushing into the piss slit to pull out even the tiniest remnants of the once innocent twinks cum.
As he did this, shawn carefully pushed a second finger into ruel’s arsehole. The boys eyes widened and he gasped at the sensation, the pain and discomfort of it now too much to ignore.
“Wait-” ruel protested.
Shawn popped off of ruel’s semi-flaccid cock, pulled his fingers out and stood up.
“We’re not done” Shawn smiles
He grabbed ruel’s face in both hands and brought the boy closer to him, pulling their sweaty bodies against each other. Shawn’s lips crashed onto ruel’s and immediately pushed his tongue into the stunned boy. He probed the hot wet mouth, licking and sucking, forcing ruel to taste his own cum. Ruel tried to pull back, gasping for breath, but Shawn’s strength was far superior and he pulled them down onto the sofa, Shawn using his weight to trap ruel under him.
“Hang on” ruel tried to get out through shawn’s full oral assault.
“You’re so beautiful” Shawn replies, sliding a hand down ruel’s body to the bottom of his t-shirt, yanking it it off. In the process, ruel managed to twist somewhat out of shawn’s grasp, but Shawn was quicker. He grabbed the lanky boys arms and pinned them above his head. Simultaneously, he used his knee to spread ruel’s legs and hook them around his waist. Ruel couldn’t help but look down his body to where shawn’s hard and heavy cock poked through his underwear and rested on ruel’s thigh.
“You’re not in control anymore boy, you had your fun, now suck”
Shawn pushed the two fingers that had been in ruel’s hole into the boys mouth, instantly making him gag, the saliva produced nicely lubing up the thick digits. Ruel’s face was red and his whole body began to sweat as it dawned on him what was going to happen. Once satisfied, Shawn pulled his fingers out of ruel’s mouth, and added some spit of his own.
“Please man, I thought we were just having fun, please don’t” Ruel pleaded
“This is fun” Shawn replies as he brought his fingers down to ruel’s exposed hole and slowly but firmly pushed them in. Ruel yelled out, tensed and clenched his ass around the intrusion, it somehow feeling like a whole lot more than before.
“You’ll only hurt yourself by doing that” Shawn scolded, not really caring either way.
As he buried his two thick fingers into ruel, Shawn leaned down and sucked the boys cock back into his mouth, rolling the soft head over his tounge and lapping his his smooth balls.
“We’re going to get you completely smooth at some point” Shawn mused, popping off the limp cock. Before his fingers were fully swallowed by ruel’s hole, Shawn quickly pulled them out, added a third and rammed them back in before he could tighten up. Ruel let out a scream and tried to pull his hips away, but it was no use.
“You’re gonna have to get nice and loose to take this cock baby, you’ll thank me for the prep later” Shawn chuckled as he began rapidly fingering the boy, pushing in right up to the nuckles and then back out in at a ferocious speed. At first, ruel writhed and twisted to get away, to somehow alleviate the burning in his ass, but the pain was exhausting and he was soaking with sweat, he could feel himself slowly giving up. As he gave in to it, a new wave of pleasure ran over him, spasming from his arse. Ruel couldn’t believe the sensations he was feeling, his head was swimming, he didn’t want this but his body was reacting as if he did, he’d never felt such pleasure and he wanted more, but he wanted it to stop. Buried in his confusion, ruel failed to notice the addition of a fourth finger and the brief release of his arms as Shawn adjusted their position, hitching ruel’s legs up on to his shoulders, ridding himself of his remaining clothes and shifting closer so his heavy cock rested at Ruel’s crack, leaking copious amount of pre-come from Shawn’s equally massive balls.
Ruel couldn’t hold back a guttural moan as he felt the fingers leave him and the pressure come off the spot inside him that had sent him to another universe. As he came too he realised his new position and the panic returned.
Ruel’s eyes prickled with tears as he felt the head of shawn’s massive 8.5 inch, beer can thick monster cock break past the first ring of his asshole. Despite the fingering, it had done little to loosen the straight virgin twinks hole, and under the weight of shawn’s body and with his wrists pinned above his head again, there was no way out for him. He tried wriggling his hips but it instantly sent shockwaves through his body as shawn’s cock continued its assault. Shawn’s right hand clamped over ruel’s mouth as the boy opened it, unable to hold back his screams. Shawn’s face hovered just above the younger lads, smirking and reviling in the incredible tightness around his throbbing dick, yet barley 2 inches in.
“You feel amazing” Shawn praised the boy under him. Ruel looked up through glazed eyes and his hair stuck to his face with sweat. Shawn looked right back into his eyes, moved his hand away from ruel’s mouth and quickly replaced it with his own mouth, pushing his tongue in just as he continued to his cock. Shawn swallowed every scream and fucked into every twist and twitch of Ruel’s hips. Unintentionally, ruel’s actions meant his legs slipped down from shawn’s shoulders but wrapped themselves around his waist, fighting and pulling in the muscular god even more.
“Halfway there baby” Shawn mumbled as he littered ruel’s face with kisses, ending on his neck. He hesitated before deciding fuck it, and sank his teeth into ruel’s warm neck, biting and sucking as he pushed further and further in. Ruel couldn’t help react positively to the hickey, it distracted him from the giant cock burying into him. That distraction was all Shawn needed to push the rest of the way in. Bored of going slow, he snapped his hips and rammed the remaining 4 inches into the once untouched arsehole.
In the same motion, Shawn brought his hand to ruel’s throat, it fit perfectly in his grasp, and cut off the boys scream. Tears streamed down Ruel’s face and he panted heavily while Shawn lay his body fully on the boy, savouring the feeling of being buried in the beautiful virgin.
After a few blissful moments, Shawn was ready to fuck this boy into oblivion. He applied pressure to his hand around ruel’s throat as he pulled out till only head was in, the thrust all the back in. Shawn’s cock was cut, the mushroom head heavy and pink, while the shaft had several noticeable veins running up it. At the base it was as thick as a beer can and framed by a thick bush of pubes. Simply put, his cock was a monster and nothing could have prepared ruel for the searing pain he felt as Shawn relentlessly pulled in and out, bottoming out with every thrust, and angled perfectly to hit that spot in him each time. As Shawn picked up the pace he grabbed ruel’s hips, digging in to keep the boy steady. There was no resisting anymore, all ruel could do was lie there, take it and wait for it to end.
Not content with ruel’s submission, Shawn slapped his face, grabbed his throat again and spit into his mouth. He continued to do this with every thrust.
Thrust, slap, choke, spit.
Thrust, slap, choke, spit.
Suddenly, Shawn pulled out. Ruel gasped at the cold air that hit his loose and raw hole. He did nothing as Shawn picked him up like a doll and flipped him over, pushing his face into the sofa and pulling his ass up in the air. Shawn spat on rules exposed hole and used his four fingers to fuck the lube spit into him. Again, Shawn lined up and pushed all the way, it being much easier this time. He grabbed ruel’s floppy hair and pulled, yanking the boys head up, exposing his neck and causing him to let out another scream. He felt like he was being twisted and pulled and pushed in every direction. All he could hear was the continuous slap as shawn’s hips meant ruel’s ass, first slowly and then then impossibly fast. Shawn was a fuck machine.
The rapid assault hitting his prostate every time kept ruel unable to protest, and eventually, as his hole loosened and the pain numbed, he could only feel the pleasure. As his cock started to respond, ruel felt shawn’s hand reach under and grab it, squeezing the shaft uncomfortably hard and wanking it a few times, before moving to his balls and massaging them. Pretty soon, ruel was fully hard, face down, ass up, sweating and moaning as 8.5 inches of raw, thick Shawn Mendes cock stretched and filled his aching asshole. Shawn slowed down, needing to pace himself before he finished too soon. He stayed buried in the warm cunt though, he never wanted to leave it.
“You fucking love it” Shawn grinned in ruel’s ear, continuing to pull at the teens cock.
“You like how i fill you up. Had to pretend you didn’t at first of course, but don’t worry, I know what you are, I’ll take care of you”
Ruel was defeated, he could only groan in response, his mouth dry as he dehydrated, his entire body now covered in a light sheen of sweat.
“I’m gonna cum soon, but first you gotta beg for it” Shawn said, sliding his hand up to ruel’s mouth to force feed him his own cum.
“Beg for it baby then this can all be over”
“Please” ruel whispered
“What was that?”
“Please cum”
“Hm, but where do you want me to come!” Shawn said slightly as he began to movie again in short and slow thrusts, keeping ruel’s prostate stimulated.
“Anywhere” ruel cried. He was exhausted and didn’t care anymore. Eveything ached.
“Say ‘cum in my hole please sir”
Ruel froze, that word, sir, why did his cock jump at it. Why did he not immediately feel disgusted?
“Please, sir, please I want you to cum in my hole, I need you to cum in my hole sir” ruel begged, his voice rising as shawn’s cock began to move again, except it wasn’t Shawn moving, it was him, he was pushing himself back onto the cock. Ruel told himself it was to get it over with, to end this nightmare, but his cock stayed hard.
“As you wish” Shawn smirked. But then he pulled out, and ruel whines at the action, his ass falling back as he tried to chase the cock. He felt so empty. Shawn flipped fuel back over onto his back and pushed his knees so there were up by his head, giving him maximum exposure and the perfect angle to ruel’s now gaping hole. Shawn states in awe at it as hit clenched at the air, practically inviting him in. This time when Shawn pushed in he went slow, and wrapped his around around ruel’s leaking cock. Ruel’s cock head was red and angry and as hard as could be, not surprising given the intense assault ruel had been through with Shawn.
Shawn matched the strokes of ruel’s cock to his own, working it expertly as he had before. Ruel could do nothing but lie and moan and whimper as his cock and ass were stimulated. It didn’t take long for ruel to reach the edge, exactly as Shawn had wanted. Ruel’s body and more specifically his ass clenched and tensed as he shook through another orgasm. The tightening of rules ass around his cock was maddening, and the final straw Shawn needed to let loose. With a few more violent thrusts, Shawn empty himself into the twink. Cum shot after cum shot rushed out of him, costing the walls of ruel’s asshole. Shawn continued to fuck through it, breeding boy. With no where else for it to go, shawns’s cum seeped out of ruel’s hole despite being plugged by his cock. Shawn was in ecstasy. Ruel was confused, confused at the disappointments felt at it being over. He whines into shawn’s neck and clawed at his back as Shawn collapsed on to him, just lying and letting the final drops of cum leak out of his dick into ruel. Ruel’s cum was sticky on abdomen and Shawn reaches between them to run his hand through it, scooping up as much as he could. Then he bought the same hand down to ruel’s hole as he pulled his cock out, catching his own cum as it oozed out of ruel with every twitch of his hole.
Ruel did nothing as Shawn took his cum covered hand and wiped it all over the ruined teens face, in his hair and into his mouth. Without thinking, ruel sucked on shawn’s fingers, licking up every drop.
“You’re mine now baby” Shawn smiled down at the boy. Another successful conquest.