Alpha and Omega

Zacky woke up in a different bed again. He looked down at himself to see red lines and bruises on his body. The lines were slightly faded, and the bruises weren’t so sensitive. He heard a door open and immediately look in its direction. It was Matt. He seemed calm. Zacky didn’t say a word, he just watched Matt walk towards the bed and climb into it. Zacky didn’t move. “How ya doing?” Matt asked. “I’m fine,” Zacky said quietly. Matt kissed Zacky’s forehead, “You’ve been so good these past couple of days. So I thought I would reward you… but we have to try to be quiet… the guys are sleeping.”
Zacky nodded. Matt went on top of Zacky and they pressed their lips together. Matt pulled away and then began planting soft kisses on Zacky’s jaw line up to the Angels tattoo behind Zacky’s ear. Matt started playfully nibbling Zacky’s ear as caressed Zacky’s sides. Zacky let out a quiet moan as a lump in his boxers appeared. Matt gave Zacky a slow dirty grind. Zacky bit his lip to quiet the noises that attempted to escape his throat.
Matt kissed across the lines on Zacky’s chest, giving Zacky a soothing feeling. Then Matt gently sipped his fingers onto the waistline of Zacky’s boxers. He ripped them right off Zacky’s body. Matt slipped a couple fingers past Zacky’s lips. Zacky knew what to do before Matt could tell him. He sucked seductively on Matt’s fingers. Matt gently pushed his body between Zacky’s legs. He pulled his fingers out of Zacky’s mouth and slid them tenderly into Zacky’s hole. Zacky whimpered at the beautiful intrusion.

“You like that, don’t you?” Matt whispered into Zacky’s ear.

“Uh-huh,” Zacky said quietly.

“This feels much better, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

“This is what you get when you’re a good boy.”

Matt pulled out his fingers. He sat up, removed his own boxers, spat into his hand, and rubbed it onto his member. Zacky spread his legs wider as Matt lined himself up. Matt slowly slid inside Zacky. Zacky let out a yelp but cut himself off. Matt had a stern look on his face. “I’m sorry,” Zacky whimpered, “It’s different with you than with Brian.” “I’ll try to be gentle as long as you try your best to keep quiet,” said Matt. Zacky nodded.
Matt started thrusting in a slow pace. Zacky bit his lip as he tried getting used to the feel. Matt’s tip bumped into Zacky’s prostate, making Zacky arched his back. Matt increased his speed. Zacky let out a moan before smothering his hand over his mouth. Matt slammed Zacky’s spot harder. A throat noise escaped from Zacky. Matt looked at Zacky harshly. Zacky was still feeling pleasure but now he was feeling fear… fear of being punished again. Zacky slowly became limp and Matt took notice, making him more unhappy. Matt roughly slapped Zacky’s thigh. Zacky went back to being hard. Matt observed Zacky’s behavior. “You really are a kinky bastard,” said Matt. Matt nuzzled his face into Zacky’s neck and began tease biting. Matt slapped Zacky’s thigh again, but this time more playful. Zacky let out a moan. “I’m sorry,” Zacky whimpered, “I’m trying.” Matt pulled his head up and smiled, “I got an idea.”
Matt wrapped his hand around Zacky’s throat and squeezed slightly. Zacky shockingly got an ecstasy high from it. His body tried to force out a moan, but Matt’s hand prevented it. The only sounds in the room was slapping of skin and quiet grunts from Matt. Matt thrusted harder and faster into Zacky while still having a grip on Zacky’s throat. Matt was holding back a lot on his grasp. Matt wrapped his other hand around Zacky’s cock and started jerking him off. Zacky felt so much sensation flow through his body. His walls tighten around Matt’s dick. “Hold it,” Matt whispered, “Wait for me.”
Matt thrusted harder. Zacky grew tighter. “Please hold on,” Matt grunted. Matt released his grip on Zacky’s neck. Zacky took deep breaths. Matt pressed his lips on Zacky’s cheek. “I’m close,” said Matt in Zacky’s ear, “Hold on just a little longer.” Zacky gritted his teeth. Matt leaned in, bit Zacky’s bottom lip, and slightly tugged. Zacky let out a soft yet erotic whimper. Matt pulled back, “Okay… let go.” Zacky did as he was told and came all over Matt’s stomach. A couple more thrusts and Matt filled Zacky with what he had to offer.
Matt pulled out, but stayed on top of Zacky. “You like that?” Matt asked. Zacky nodded. Matt ran his fingers through Zacky’s hair as he leaned in for a kiss. Matt pulled away and rested his forehead on Zacky. “Such a good boy,” Matt whispered.

---x---

Zacky woke up to find that he was lying in his juices from the result of another wet dream. He cleaned himself, put on clean boxers, and shoved his dirty sheets in the washer. As Zacky waited for his sheets, he couldn’t stop thinking about the dreams he’s been having.
Being a good boy is great… but I much rather be a bad boy….....

Notes

Thoughts on what's going on with Zacky??


*Title is lyrics from Unholy Confessions by Avenged Sevenfold. I don't own lyrics.*