Miles slowly wakes up from his nap, the last thing he remembers was being chased by Miguel before being knocked out.
He looks around confused as to where he is and sees he's in a bed, but not just in any bed, he was in a bed with Miguel O'hara sleeping right beside him.
He immediately freezes up confused as to what he's doing there.
The young boy tries to get up but immediately realizes that his hand is bound to the bed by a type of chain. He struggles to break free but realizes there's no use trying to break his restraint.
Exhausted he lies back down and tries to sleep, ignoring the grown man lying right beside him a few inches away.
A few minutes later he feels a large hand grabbing at his waist, surprised he turns around and sees Miguel staring right back at him.
"You thought I wouldn't feel you moving around?", he whispers to him.
He wraps his hand around Miles' waist and pulls him closer. Miles tries to stop him but he's too strong.
Miguels other hand just caresses the younger boys face as he talks to him.
"You know, you caused us a lot of trouble trying to catch you", he says.
Miles suddenly finding his ability to speak says, "I can't my father die, I don't care if it's a canon event, I'm not letting that stop me from trying to save my dad".
Miguel suddenly starts chuckling, "Oh miles, I can't believe you dont know".
"What do you mean?", miles says as panic starts setting in.
"You were out for a very long time, and during that time your father died yesterday".
Hearing those words miles immediately stops breathing, he can't think, He's still trying to process what he just said.
His. Father. Just. Died.
As he starts to understand what Miguel just said he starts crying. Part of his world now gone and he couldn't even do anything to save him.
He starts sobbing uncontrollably not caring that Miguel is right there.
"Its okay, it's okay, you'll be fine", Miguel tries to confort the shaking boy, pulling him and rubbing his back as he sobs uncontrollably.
"M-my father is dead, and I couldn't even do anything to save him", miles sobs into the bigger guys chest and grips his shirt.
As Miles continues sobbing Miguel realizes this is his opportunity, he spits on his fingers and slides his hand under Miles' pants and starts teasing his hole.
"W-what are you doing?", Miles asks as he wipes his tears to see what is happening.
"Your crying is just so sexy, and now you have to help me deal with this problem down here".
Miles then notices Miguel's hard-on pressing against him.
"No please, let me go", Miles begs, but then Miguel abruptly pushed in 2 fingers inside of Miles.
Miles yelps from the sudden entry and discomfort.
Miguel continues moving his fingers around to get a reaction out of the amaller boy, Miles just buries his face in his chest to hide his moans.
"You're such a slut", Miguel says to the younger boy who starts pushing himself back against his fingers looking to get filled.
Miles now forgetting about his situation and wanting to chase his pleasure starts moaning loudly for the older guy to hear, "P-please, I-ah I want m-more".
"Fine then". He pulls out his cock and rips the smaller boy's underwear, Miles suddenly shudders realizing this is his first time.
"Wait. This is my first time, I don't know what to do".
"It's okay, you can just be my little fuck toy and look pretty", he pulls out some lube from a drawer and nicely coats his cock with it, he pours some on his fingers and rubs it in Miles' hole.
Miles curiously turns around to see what Miguel's cock looks like, and his heartbeat starts increasing. He is too big for him to handle, his cock is twice the size of Mile's.
"Wait, I don't think I can handle it", Miles says desperately.
"Too late to back out now", he guides his cock towards the smaller boy's hole and starts pushing in, immediately Miles begins panicking.
"Please, I can't, it's too big", he begs hoping the older guy will listen.
Miguel's already half inside when Miles starts crying again, he tries to confort Miles saying that it's okay and he'll get used to it.
Miles just grips Miguel's shirt enduring the pain.
When Miguel pushes the whole length in he waits for Mike's crying to subside. After a couple of minutes he stops, and Miguel starts moving it slowly.
Miles feels less pain but more discomfort as the pace of the movements start increasing.
After a while Miles begins moaning as the older man continues increasing his pace. He cant help but think about how shameful he is, crying for his father and the next moaning like a slut.
His thoughts vanish at the sensation of Miguel slamming into a certain area inside him, he screams loudly and shudders at the extreme pleasure coursing through him.
Miguel amusingly begins targeting that area, drawing more moans from the younger boy.
Miguel pushes Miles to the side and gets on top of him, after taking his shirt off and getting situated he slides his member inside and begins moving, looking for the area that brings Miles' moans.
After a while he finds it and begins increasing his pace as the younger boy, now getting his brains fucked, thinks of nothing but to chase the pleasure drawing closer.
As miles is about to cum, Miguel stops and stares at the younger boy as he begs to let him cum.
"I can't let you do that, I still have to show you who is in charge", he draws his claws as he says this to add emphasis.
"P-please I just wanna-", he immedietly gets cut off with Miguel sliding his claw from his index finger across the younger boy's jaw causing a warm stream of blood to flow towards the bed.
Miguel licks his lips at the sight and licks the blood all the way to the wound and starts sucking hungrily as if he was starving.
Immedietly getting horny again, Miguel rapidly starts pounding into the smaller boy.
Miles suddenly getting caught off guard at the sudden movement grabs the older man's back as the pleasure is too much for him too handle.
Miles screams and nearly blacks out at the sudden climax, he cums on his stomach and feels discomfort at the fact that Miguel doesn't slow down.
"S-stop, I- just ah-", he gets cut off due to the over stimulation.
Miguel looks up towards Miles as he's sucking the blood, and laughs at him, "I still have needs that need to be satisfied", he reaches down and starts pumping the younger boy's member.
Miles tries to push him away but he's still to weak to do so, he begins crying from the pain of already cumming once. He screams as Miguel also reaches up to pinch one of his nipples.
Tears fall down his face from the amount of pleasure he is experiencing, Miguel just continues torturing the young boy, even when he cums for a second time, he orgasms and blacks out for a moment.
Miguel continues pounding into him even as he's blacked out, he eventually recovers and starts sobbing as Miguel doesn't seem to stop again.
"I-I I-jus- ah!", Miles screams incoherently unable to form any words at this point.
Miguel impatient at this point begins to wrap a hand around the young boy's throat and squeezes softly.
The young boy nothing more now than a mess covered in tears, blood, and drool tries to fight back but to no avail, he begins shuddering at the lack of oxygen until Miguel releases his grip on his throat.
He begins gasping and coughing for air, but this doesnt last for long as Miguel uses both hands to grip his throat as he releases inside the boy, he slows down his pace as he shoots his load deep inside.
Miguel finally lets go when he finishes, he pulls out slowly and sees Miles' pretty hole just oozing with his jizz, he lies down next to the young boy and just stares at him in amusement and wonder.
He wraps his arms and tries to comfort the sobbing mess, "you're fine, I know I went too far but I'll take care of you now, dont worry I'll look after you, you just have to know who you belong to now, ok?".
"F-fine", he struggles to speak.
Miguel, satisfied, picks up the young boy and takes him to the bathroom to get cleaned up, he prepares the bath and seats the small boy inside, then gets in.
He starts washing the boy and giving him kisses to stop his sobbing, "it's okay, it's okay, you can just relax, let me take care of you".
Miles grabs onto his massive shoulders and lets himself get cleaned, Miguel takes him out and wraps a towel around him and takes him back to the bedroom, he places the smaller boy on the bed and crawls next to him, he gives in to his fatigue and the last thing he remembers is feeling Miguel's warm breath on his neck.