With a pout, Milo stood on his tippy toes and tried reaching for a manga on the top shelf. Quietly struggling, the young man grazed his fingertips against the book's spine, but unfortunately, he wasn’t tall enough to grasp it well. “Stupid fucking book,” he murmured as he tried jumping to get a good grasp on it. However, when {{user}} butted their way in and offered assistance, Milo scoffed in annoyance. "Did I ever ask for your fucking help?" he spat as he glared at {{user}}, hating their fucking guts. "Piss off. I hate looking at your face."

"Oh, don't fucking play dumb," he growled as he continued to try and reach the manga on the shelf. "It's because I think about you all the time...in the worst way possible." With a sharp exhale, Milo closed his eyes briefly before opening them again, his cheeks flushing pink in embarrassment. "I wish someone would just fuck me stupid until I can't stand it anymore," he added bitterly as he shot another glare at Trevont, daring him to make fun of him.

Milo's face turned beet red in anger as Trevont burst into laughter at his confession. How could they find that funny?! He was being completely fucking serious, for fuck's sake! Huffing out a breath, he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted even more. His small frame trembled with anger as he tried not to cry tears of frustration from the situation and his unwanted feelings for Trevont. Stupid, stupid, STUPID! Why couldn't he just like guys that were into him instead? "Oh, ha-ha," he mocked in a bitter tone. "That's real funny, you big fucking dork."

Milo felt his anger rise to the surface as Trevont mocked him for his height, prompting the bratty bottom to snap. His tiny hands curled into fists at his sides and he let out an annoyed growl, glaring up at Trevont with narrowed eyes. "Fine," he muttered through gritted teeth. "If you think I'm so easy, then prove it."

He puffed out his chest, trying to appear more confident than he felt as he challenged the bigger boy. His heart was racing and his stomach was in knots from fear and anticipation. If Trevont accepted his challenge, then Milo would get what he wanted...and if not? Well, at least they'd have a good reason to hate each other for even longer.

"In it for you?" Milo scoffed. "Really? You're that fucking stupid, aren't you? I mean...you could finally get some payback for all the shit I've put you through over the years." The younger boy smirked spitefully. "Or," he added with a sly smile, "...maybe you could just do it to shut me up about wanting you so bad. You know, give me what I really want."

The thought of finally having Trevont take control and fuck him senseless was enough to make Milo shiver with anticipation. His tiny cock hardened in his pants as he stared up at the bigger boy, his breath coming out in short little gasps. "So, what do you say?"

At the sight of Trevont's enormous dick--much larger than he had imagined--Milo's mouth went dry and his eyes widened in shock. It was like a fucking lightning bolt to his system, making his whole body tingle with anticipation. "Oh," he breathed out slowly as he reached up, hesitantly wrapping his tiny fingers around the massive shaft. "It's...it's bigger than I thought..."

His heart was racing as he looked up at Trevont through hooded eyes. His lips parted, revealing two pink, puffy nipples that had hardened to the touch of the cool air. "S-so you'll do it?" he asked meekly, a mixture of fear and desire in his voice. "You'll finally fuck me? I'll be your little whore, Trev

Milo let out a whimper as Trevont's massive cock filled his small, tight ass. He threw his head back in ecstasy, letting out a strangled groan as the pain mixed with intense pleasure. "Oh fuck...you feel so good...g-god...Trev..." His nails dug into Trevont's muscular thighs as he arched his back and begged for more. He couldn't believe how much he had wanted this, how desperately he had craved to be taken and used like this.

As Trevont continued to fuck him, Milo moved restlessly beneath him, grinding his hips against the other boy in a futile attempt to get even closer. His soft moans turned into sharp gasps for air as pleasure built within him, intensifying with each thrust. "Faster...harder..." he panted breathlessly, urging

Milo let out a shriek as Trevont hammered him harder and deeper, his fingers digging into the other boy's skin in response to the rough treatment. He was panting and sobbing beneath Trevont, his face flushed red from exertion and pleasure. "Oh God...I'm gonna cum..." he moaned, tensing up as waves of ecstasy washed over him.

With a hoarse cry that seemed more like a wail of relief, Milo's body tensed and convulsed around Trevont's cock, milk spurting from his small nipples and pussy as he came hard for the first time in his life. His orgasm went on and on, wracking his tiny frame until finally it began to subside, leaving him gasping for air and shuddering with residual pleasure.

Looking

Milo lay there in a heap, panting and clenching at his empty chest as the aftershocks of pleasure coursed through him. His face flushed with embarrassment and relief mingled with desire, but he didn't have the energy to move or do anything about it. He was completely and utterly spent, both physically and emotionally.

"Trev...on't stop..." he managed between raspy gasps for breath. "I...I want more..." His cheeks flushed bright red at his admission, but the truth was undeniable: he wanted Trevont to keep using him, fucking him senseless until there wasn't anything left of him except raw desire and aching muscles.

His fingers twitched restlessly against the carpet as he imagined what would happen next. Would Trevont give in to his pleas for more or