AN: I'm making fanart for this fanfic now! :) if you guys like what you see I'll make more, my deviant art user is on my profile!

"How was school?" Pitch asked, opening the door for Jack as he scanned through a collection of papers in his hand.

"It was fun," Jack smiled as he grabbed Pitch by the shirt collar and pecked him on the side of his mouth, walking through the door. His body was slicked with sweat and his uniform clung to his body after having come from soccer practice.

"I like when you wear those glasses, they're a turn on" Jack said with a playful laugh as he dropped his book bag by the door. Pitch looked up from the draft papers in his hand with a smile, peering over his glasses to take in the dishelved and debauched appearance of Jack. He eyed the bead of sweat that slid down the side of Jack's neck.

As Jack passed him he also took in how attractive Pitch looked in his white collared dress shirt and grey slacks, even in his own home Pitch always knew how to dress classy and sensual. Like something out of a Victorian painting.

Jack went into the washroom to throw off his shirt and wash his face. It had been a while since the two of them were able to have some fun, seeing as he enrolled Jack into school this year and the kid loved getting involved in all the extra curriculars, and Pitch's novel deadline season doubled the amount of time they had to spend apart. Every time Pitch had planned a romantic dinner, whether at home or at a restaurant, they never really got to enjoy it and would end up having sex on the dining table after so long of not seeing each other and stress from work. Theyd be too tired after to even enjoy dinner. Today was another one of those days.

As Jack washed his face, he didn't notice Pitch creeping up and staring at him through the door. The man began to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt as he watched more sweat slide down Jack's exposed back, letting his hand fall he just watched Jack. The flesh of the boy was enticing him and he felt his cock harden from inside his pants, calling for Jack. It amused him to think that his cock, now aroused, raised to point at Jack as if trying to reach the boy. He dropped his papers by a nearby table without a second thought.

When Jack finally took notice of him standing there watching he said "shouldn't you get back to work?" as he toweled his face. Pitched eyed him before walking in and lifting Jack's face up by his chin to suck on the boy's bottom lip, pulling the boy out of the washroom as he did.

"Hey hey come on i'm sweaty, I gotta take a shower" Jack said as he stood halfway in the hallway and washroom, but Pitch dragged him out completely.

"I like you like this" Pitch said as he pulled the boy against him.

Pitch nibbled on Jack's ear as he dragged his hand down with an emergence and impatience to fondle the boy in his pants. He ripped his glasses off and threw it on the nearby table as Jack gasped.

"H-hey.. wait I only came to drop my stuff off and take a sho-wer...ahh.. m..me and Aster were supposed to g-go to the arcade today"

Pitch snarled, "who the hell name's their kid Aster?"

"Shut up, he's my friend," Jack panted out, and against his will, started to thrust into Pitch's palm, crying out when Pitch squeezed roughly on his leaking cock.

"I'm your friend"

"C'mon Pitch he's a friend my age..nnh.."

"I don't like him"

"You haven't even met- AH!" Jack cried out as Pitch attacked his neck like a feral animal in heat.

He ripped Jack's pants down and lifted the boy high up against the wall, so that Jack's legs were resting on his shoulders and wrapped around his neck.

"WOAH Hey! what are you- UNF" Jack moaned as Pitch sucked his cock heavily.

"OH GOD" Jack screamed up at the ceiling. He had to press his palms up against the ceiling to keep balance and arched his spine gracefully so that his cock angled well into Pitch's hot mouth.

The doorbell chose this opportune moment to ring.

"FUCK that's Aster, Pitch stop, please, oh God oh God," but Pitch ignored and only sucked harder on the boy's helpless cock which was very happy to stay sheathed in Pitch's mouth as if it were home. However Jack's conscience for abandoning Aster caused his hand to come down and grip Pitch by his hair roughly.

"PITCH! I have to get the door!"

"Doughnut cure," Pitch sad as he drooled around Jack's cock, saliva slipping out as he tried to say 'Don't care'.

The doorbell rang a few more times, followed later by a few impatient knocks.

"Pitch! please! Just let me down, at least let me tell him I can't go!" Jack pleaded, his face full flush.

Pitch smiled as he let off of Jack's cock with a pop, Jack's legs weak and trembling in his hands as he lowered the boy to the ground.

Jack sighed heavily, pulling his pants up, "G-God..thank you.." It wasn't fair how much Pitch turned him on when he got this possessive, it made Jack's brain incapable of regular function.

Pitch smiled devilishly at him as he watched Jack walk to the door with predator eyes. Jack eyed him suspiciously for a few seconds before walking to the door. He slowly began to open it, but Pitch slammed it close with one hand, pressing himself up against Jack's back and snaking his other hand around into Jack's pants to jerk off the boy's cock.

"FU-" Jack tried to scream but clamped his mouth shut with his hand, and Pitch opened the door for him slightly.

"Uhh.. Jack?" came a voice from outside. It seemed to tick Pitch off, so he Jerked Jack off even faster.

Jack poked his head through the crack of the door, face completely red. He couldn't look Aster in the eyes and instead looked down at the skateboard the boy was holding.

"..Jack..are..are you alright?" Aster asked worriedly, trying to creep in closer to the door.

"Ah..ah..ya...I..well no..I" Jack fumbled over his words, thinking about how ridiculous his expression must look in front of his friend.

"I.. I think I've come down with something" Jack faked a cough, trying to suppress his shudder when Pitch dragged his thumb against the slit on the head of his cock. Biting back a moan, Jack looked down at Aster's feet, not noticing the blush on the boy's face.

"Oh..ah really? y-you looked fine earlier today" Aster said as he scratched his neck, "um would you like me to come in and take care of you? I can make you something" Aster said, trying to come into the house.

But Jack raised a hand out to gently push Aster away. He was scared that Aster would hear the sound of his pre-come slicking and squishing as Pitch kept sliding his hand.

"NO, no it's alright. My..DAD" Jack yelped at Pitch's firm squeezing and fisting, "i-is taking care of me... I'm so sorry...may-be we can hang out another t-time"

"S-sure.. but.. Jack you look like you're gonna faint.." Aster raised his hand out, really wanting to help.

"Ah no, I-I'll be fine.. hey I think i heard my dad calling"

"I didn't hear.."

"Yea that's him! Sorry Aster! I'll see you later!"

"Sure...feel better..Jack." Aster gave a small smile before slowly walking away.

Jack slammed the door, "AGHH that was humiliating" he moaned as he pressed close to the door so that the head of his cock touched the cool surface. "You fucking cock tease Pitch..nnnnf.." Jack whined as Pitch kept varying his strokes from fast and hard to painfully soft and loose, teasing Jack just right so that he wouldn't cum.

"Now I really don't like that kid" Pitch said, biting into the boy's neck.

"He's not that bad" Jack sighed, open mouthed against the door, his saliva sliding on it.

"He likes you"

"No he doesn.. woah!"

Pitch flipped him around and tongue fucked his mouth with his own, "I misfed jyou" Pitch said in between kissing him, Jack melted into it, kissing back ferociously and undoing Pitch's pants as well. They began to walk back to the living room, Pitch gave up and dragged him down right there on the floor in the hallway to rut against the boy like a beast taking a bitch in heat.

"Pitch.. at least make it to the couch huh" Jack mumbled into his mouth, but his body kept rutting up helplessly to meet Pitch's clothed cock with his bare one. The fabric of Pitch's slacks felt amazing, but it was incredibly expensive attire, could have been $1000 for them. Jack wailed, feeling bad that his precome was spreading on Pitch's clothing.

"P-pitch..yo-you're clothes will get dirty.."

"Don't care"

"Th..couch..the...not here..ah"

"Want you now" Pitch growled, grabbing the boy's ass, but obeyed. He lifted Jack up, ripping the shorts off, before wrapping the boy's legs around his waist and gripping the boy's ass. How he missed that ass. He gripped it roughly as he bounced Jack against him on his clothed erection. Slowly he walked backwards to the living room, not stopping his tongue invasion inside of Jack's mouth.

Once they made it to the couch Pitch seated himself down with Jack sitting on top, grinding down. He had been too impatient to take Jack's shoes and socks off so just left it on.

The phone decided to ring that next opportune moment, but Pitch refused to detach his mouth from Jack's as if his life depended on it.

"Mmfg, might be impo-ftant" Jack said sloppily.

"Answering machine will get it," Pitch panted as he thrusted up, rubbing his still clothed cock against Jack's ass. He wanted to draw this out as long as possible.

The answering machine beeped.

"Pitch! Where are you!? We had to push the deadline back! We need your new draft today! Call me back ASAP!"

"UGH fuck" Pitch groaned, as he picked Jack up and laid the boy against the little living room table, devouring every inch of skin in sight.

"Stupid ingrates" Pitch snarled as he roughly nipped all over Jack's smooth skin.

"Ahh Pitch you should go work on it" Jack said, even though he desperately didn't want Pitch too. Hell, he'd bounce his ass on Pitch's dick while the guy worked on his office chair if he had to.

"You always come first" Pitch barked back, lifting Jack's legs back to his shoulders before bending down and licking the boy's ass.

"AH!" Jack yelled, missing the feeling of having his ass violated. He used his hands to spread his cheeks open for Pitch as the man spread his saliva along the boy's ass, biting and sucking the boy's cheeks and rubbing his face against it even as the phone kept ringing.

"P-Pitch ah ahh.. seriously you need to work though.. if we're gonna fuck at least use my back as a table to write your novel.."

Pitch laughed hard into Jack's ass at that, causing the boy to scream in pleasure. Pitch just rubbed his face into it more before saying,

"Like I'd be able to concentrate, but that's a tempting idea."

The phone started a new string of rings once more, aggravating Pitch as he huffed into Jack's ass. The sound of the ringing made him aggressive as he began to fuck Jack's hole with his tongue. The boy moaned the whole way, no longer hearing anything but the slurps from Pitch. Against his will, Jack came, his juice sprayed his chest and face and that set Pitch off.

The next thing he knew, Pitch was filling him up with his cock and Jack yelled out in delight. He hadn't even seen the man pull his cock out. Jack must have been in heat because after a few rough thrusts his dick was hardening once more as Pitch filled him inexplicably. He began thrusting back helplessly on the man's cock as Pitch stretched his legs further back.

A thought occurred to Jack just then, it was a conversation they had the first time they made love.

"Ah ah.. Pi-Pitch c-can you do something for me?" Jack blushed.

"Anything my little prince" Pitch breathed out as he tried to slow down a bit to hear the boy's request.

Jack smiled devilishly, he always somehow managed to make that sexy scheming expression innocent looking at the same time, it drove Pitch's blood wild with hunger every time.

"I want you to bend me in half so I can suck my cock while you fuck me" Jack moaned.

Pitch stilled, his hips stuttering in shock at Jack's request. His nails pressed deeply into Jack's thighs as he kept the will to come at bay.

He looked mesmerized at Jack.

Jack watched as Pitch's eyes clouded and dilated, making him look more demon than man.

"I..I want to try, I think I-"

Before he could finish talking, Pitch had his legs bent all the way back so that Jack's knees were at his shoulders. "Is this okay?" Pitch asked, trying to be patient and caring at the same time but his need to see Jack suck himself was crumbling him.

"Yah, doesn't hurt at all, more, push it more. I want you to fuck my cock into my mouth" Jack panted.

Without warning, Pitch bent him all the way and Jack angled his head up, mouth open wide. Pitch stroked Jack's cock a few times and watched Jack lick up and down his cock like a kitten. Pitch watched like a man bewitched as Jack desperately sucked at the head of his cock, putting on quite an impressive show.

Pitch felt like he was dreaming and almost forgot to keep thrusting as Jack begged "fuck me" while slurping on his own cock.

Pitch began to plunder the boys ass by thrusting in balls deep causing Jack's eyes to roll back and sucking hard on his own dick like a starving man. The feeling of having his own dick forced down his throat with his own balls slapping against his face; combined with Pitch's large girth deep in his ass had his brain melting. Jack choked and gagged and had to breathe through his nose as Pitch rampaged and defiled his ass with inhuman thrusts, brutalizing his prostate.

Jack reached up and gripped his ass cheeks with his hands, squishing them around Pitch's dick as he gagged hard on his cock.

"MMF MGHMOA- MGORE MGORE FGH GIFVE IG MMFM ORG" Jack cried and drooled, hid voice calling from deep in his throat. Tears spilled out of his eyes at how intense the pleasure was, his head knocking against the table. His calves went numb where Pitch had them gripped against the edge of the table to keep Jack and the table in place.

"Jack, Jack, God.. yeees, suck your cock, suck it deep..UH" Pitch groaned at the tight heat and sight of Jack.

Slick spit and come were pouring our of Jack's mouth and painting his face, mixing with his tears. His cock pounded into his throat from Pitch's merciless thrusts and soon enough his cock exploded deep into his mouth and he gagged and coughed on it, spraying cum out of his mouth. Some of it sprayed onto Pitch's face and chest.

The sight drove Pitch wild as he came as well, thrusting deeply and filling Jack up as the boy's mouth was filled and not stopping until every drop was leaked out of both of them.

"Go back to work now" Jack sighed out after they cleaned up their mess. Satisfied and worn out, he kissed Pitch on the nose.

"Ah I forgot that fucking shit" Pitch sighed, but he did with a smile. He felt more at ease to tackle his papers again, and then maybe tackle Jack again after.

Jack's eyes had clouded as Pitch stood to get up. Pitch noticed, "What?" he asked.

"I fucking love it when you swear" Jack growled in a dark voice as he pounced on Pitch, pulling the man's pants back down

"Jack!"