Im Coming...Home.

That was so kinky to the small boy, he didnt care much for his member to be touched but he loved when Alan grabbed his ass...

Alan loved the boy's ass. He massaged it with one hand, his other hand gripping the boy's hips.

Rick purred softly, loving how the bed knocked against the wall with the force of every thrust of Alan into his tight heat.

Yes, anyone else in the home would have known what they were doing. The sound of the bed creaking and tapping against the wall was rather loud...

But that was fine, Rick loved it and he preferred just he and Alan together, it was so simple. Alan took care of him and he didnt need to worry about much else...
"O-Oh!! Alan!"

"Shit! Rick!" The man roared lightly, suckling on the boy's neck.

Rick's hands moved, coming up to lightly pinch his own nipples as his balls tightened and he felt the coiling in his belly.
"Alan!!"

Alan leaned down, his hips not stopping one bit as he bit gently on the boy's nipple, his hand still on his ass.

Rick gave a small gasp, his eyes blown over with lust as his climax hit him hard, his milky white release spurting out into his chest.

Alan moaned loudly, thrusting for a few more minutes before he came hard, right against Rick's prostate.

Rick howled, a little bit more of his cum dripping down his spent cock.
"Alan....Wow..."

"That was os good." He purred, kissing the boy deeply.

Rick moaned into the kiss, his eyes closed.
"Love you..."

"Love you too..." He pulled out and laid donw, pulling the boy to his chest.

The boy coughed lightly, curling into Alan.
"You were amazing..."
He was hungry.

"So were you.." Alan grinned at him, kissing his temple.

"Now, ill ba back." Rick forced himself up, whining at the stinging in his ass.

"Where ya going?" He hummed at the boy.

"Food." He nodded, limping away from the room and into the kitchen, the phone Alan had bought lighting up with a call from Mike Mizanin Riley.

Alan stood, jogging after the boy and into the kitchen with him.
"I'll cook ya somethin."

"Hmm, you dont have too. I can make a sandwich or something." Rick had his head in the refrigerator.

"Alright then. Phone is ringing." He yawned at the boy.

Rick raised a brow.
"Where?"
He pulled out a Miller light bear, handing it to Alan.
"Open that please."

"Ya left it in the bedroom." He nodded, cracking open the beer for the young boy.

Rick nodded, taking a swig of the beer before walking to go get the phone.
On the other end Mike squeaked as he was answered. "Rick?"
"Michael?"
"Baby when is the next time you can visit?"
"Never."
"What? Why?"
"Cuz Kevin scares Alan."
"Do what?!"
"Kevin scares Alan."