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a few days prior, Elias got kicked out of his parents house. for some reason he asked Randal to stay at his house, and surprisingly randal accepted. randal just wanted someone to make him breakfast in the morning... well thats if elias can even cook at all, hes really fucking useless. elias is crashing on the couch, exhausted after a long day of doing nothing other than getting verbally abused by his co-worker-roomate-thingamabob. reflecting on the way randal treats him, his crotch starts to heat up. he has a sick feeling in his stomach. he doesnt wanna feel this way about RANDAL of all people. but he cant help it, he sticks his sweaty hand in his pants and starts rubbing his hard on, feeling guilty for having these feelings for a man who hates his guts. he rubs faster, and faster, and faster...but its nothing for him. hes not truly "getting off". he needs the real thing.
impulsively, elias sneaks into randals room, who is knocked out on sleeping meds. "oh.. gosh.." elias mumbles as he gets closer to randal, his dick getting harder every step. elias hesitates before he leans down and grabs the band of randals pj pants. thank god the pants randal was wearing were fatty sized, they were loose on him. elias slowly slipped off randals pants, then his boxers, then elias unzipped his own. he let his leaking dick spring out, it wasnt big, like at all, it was 4 inches at most. "i c-cant believe im doing this.." elias climbed inbetween randals legs and slowly lifted them, revealing his asshole. he gulped and spit in his hand (hawk tuah) and rubbed the spit on his dong, using it as lube. with his dick in his shakey hand he moved it towards randals opening. it slipped in perfectly. elias whined. hes never had his dick in anyone before other than his own hand, he was a total virgin! he thrusts slowly inside his coworker, trying not to wake him up. it was blissful. he never thought it could feel this good. elias whined and moaned, not being able to control himself. speeding up his thrusts, harder and faster and harder and then...
"hey-HEY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING MAN?!"
elias doesnt stop. he just clings on tighter. randal tries pushing him off in a panic but hes too tired and sick he cant bring the strength to do it. all he can do is let out "stop..!" and "get off..!" just hoping elias will actually listen. elias hears him, but cant bring himself to get off. elias gives one last thrust, he spurts his pathetic load into randal. he pants and falls next to randal. randal looks down and slaps him as hard as he can in the face, feeling terrible that he let that stupid twerp rape him. elias starts sniveling, "i-- im sorry mr.randal..." his soft loser dick still flopped out in the open. "youre such a fuckin faggot..." randal says shakily, "if youre gonna stay here dont you ever fucking do that again."
"okay mr.randal... im sorry... i-i just couldnt help myself..."
"im gonna beat the shit out of you later for getting all rapey with me, i hope you know that."