Joffrey

Jon took a moment, still half asleep, to focus his mind on the wet heat on his cock. He rubbed at his eyes, bleary as he was, and blinked at the sight before him. Emerald eyes half hidden under a ringlet of golden curves stared up at him as a pink, sinful mouth worked his length.

There was a moment of pure confusion but the sucking did not stop or slow. If anything Joffrey grew more insistant, more demanding as the vice-like mouth worked to relieve him of seed. Jon could scarcely believe his eyes and let slip of groan of pleasure.

In that moment Joffrey drew back, his plump lips red and swollen like a whores, his eyes full of desire. “My little cunt of a sister doesn’t deserve this cock,” he said in a voice flushed with equal parts contempt and heat, “it should be mine!”

Joffrey’s pouting lips opened wide as he returned to the cock, his mouth teasing and suckling and licking at Jon’s length as though it was the sweetest thing he ever tasted. Jon surrendered to the sensations, tangling his hands into Joffrey’s golden ringlets and tugging gently in encouragement. That seemed to please the Lannister as he hummed in some kind of agreement, working like a man possessed until Jon found himself releasing deep into the sucking maw of Joffrey.

Not a single drop was spilt from the young man’s mouth and he sneered up at Jon. “ You agree, don’t you?” He began to squeeze and caress Jon’s balls, eyes never leaving his, “I’m the one worthy to be at your side and to give you pleasure.”

Joffrey worked the cock back to hardness and stripped himself of his small clothes. He had a slender body that was only lightly muscled and a cock that was less than half the size of Jon’s own, but his ass swelled deliciously. Using one hand to take Jon’s weeping cock, he squatted over the Prince and slowly lowered himself down, further and further until finally his plump asscheeks were nestled against Jon’s lap.

Jon did not even try to hold back the groan of pure ecstasy that Joffrey’s near-virginal ass brought him. The pressure was near suffocating, yet the warmth of Joffrey’s hole was maddening. The young Lannister winced, struggling to adjust to Jon’s size, and then went to work.

As furiously as he had sucked Jon off, his ass now clenched and unclenched around Jon’s urgent prick, slamming his cheeks down again and again with enough **** to momentarily knock the wind from Jon’s chest. The Prince was still half-reeling with the situation when Joffrey reached out and **** a kiss, his tongue punching through Jon’s mouth like a greedy invader. In that moment Jon lost control of himself, flipped the two of them down so that Joffrey was on his back and then proceeded to fuck the boy without hesitation or restraint.

“Yes!” Joffrey shrieked, quickly succumbing to hysteria, “Put that cock to work! It’s mine! It’s mine!”

Grabbing Joffrey’s legs, Jon pushed them as far back as he could and ravished the arrogant boy, feeling an instinctual and primal desire to punish for daring to challenge him. He fucked and fucked until finally Joffrey was a squealing mess, spurting rope after rope of cum all over himself. Jon was not far behind, pulling himself free from the weeping asshole and suddenly shoving his cock into Joffrey’s plush mouth. Like a newborn to the tit, Joffrey took to the cock and swallowed everything Jon had.

He took a long moment to catch his breath, and then pushed the cumsoaked man out of the bed, enjoying the yell of protest he made. “Get the fuck out,” Jon huffed, still catching his breath, “right now.”

Joffrey laid there for a moment, stunned, and then slowly got to his feet and put on his small clothes. He was still soaked with sweat and cum when he looked at Jon with a sneer. “You’ll be mine soon enough, just you wait.”

Jon frowned as he left, considering what had just happened. There was madness in that one, and it was plain to see. He just hoped that whatever else was lurking behind those emerald eyes didn’t do anything that he’d regret.