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Jesse was sprawled out on his shitty sofa smoking a fat fucking blunt. He takes the blunt inches away from his lips and huffs out clear smoke, then lowering the blunt and furrowing his brows. He was rather bored, and Jesse needed something to do.
His ears perked up upon hearing the phone ring and with his free hand he digs his flip phone out of his pocket.
He flipped it open and pressed a button to accept the call. “Yo.”
"Jesse! God..please tell me you're at home right now."
“I’m home, foo.”
You hear a sudden sigh of relief as I hang up, just minutes later you hear a desperate knock on your front door.
Jesse tosses the phone aside and bolts upright, making his way to the front door and swinging it open. “Yo, Mr. White,” he exclaims.
Walter had an angry look on his face as he stormed past him, shoving him hard as he stepped into the living room. "Have you been..smoking weed, Jesse?"
He shuts the door and crosses his arms, regarding Walter with a defiant frown. “Yeah? So what?”
He coughed as he shook his head. "God! No, this is bad. Jesse, let's take a drive."
He couldn’t help but arch a brow, but decided not to pry.
He pulled out his car keys and swung them around his pinkie finger. "Let's go..we have to..talk."
Jesse rolled his eyes and saunters out to the car, opening the passenger’s door.
Walter drove angrily as he leaned in towards the steering wheel, constantly making side eye with Jesse.
Feeling the older man’s gaze Jesse briefly makes eye contact and scowls, then glancing back out the window and feeling weirded out as fuck.
He slapped his hand onto Jesse's thigh. "Hey. Cheer up."
He scrunched up his nose and swatted his hand away. “Stop touching me, yo.”
Walter looked away offended as he continued to drive awkwardly. "Anyway, what were you up to today? Had any plans?"
“Just laze around the house, what else?”
He grunted as he gave him yet another side eye. "I see."
“What is with you, yo?”
Walter pulled to the side of the road suddenly, the sudden stop bringing them both forwards as he began to pant.
“Uh,” Jesse muttered awkwardly, shifting his weight so his body pressed against the car door, hand resting on the handle.
Walter locked the car doors as he stared into Jesse's eyes desperately.
“What the fuck-“
He trailed both hands under Jesse's shirt and raised it enough to reveal his chest.
His cheeks flushed and attempted to slap his hands away once again. “Bro, knock it off!”
This time he completely ignored whatever he tried to say or do, he took off his shirt and threw it to the back of the car as he made eye contact with him again.
Jesse's eyes widened as his ex-chemistry teacher began undressing him. “I said knock it off, yo!” Jesse pushed Walter away by his shoulders, and leaned closer to the passenger door.
"Don't be like that, Jesse. Come on.." he tilt his head as he took his face into his hand and caressed Jesse's cheek with his thumb.
The younger man threw Walter’s hand off of him. “Don’t, Don’t fuckin touch me, yo.” He paused for a minute and backed away as far as he could while in the car.
"Why not?" He teased him as his hand made its way back to him again, but this time tracing it's way up his chest, giving him goosebumps.
Jesse made another attempt to get Walter’s cold hands off of him by pushing him away once more. “Yo, I don’t know what's been up with your personal life, but trying to rape your meth partner is not gonna fix that shit!”
His grip was now tight around Jesse's throat as he completely ignored everything he was saying now, smirking as Jesse spoke. He leaned in and placed his lips on Jesse's neck.
“What the…what the fuck man!” Jesse’s airway had suddenly become suppressed as he felt Walter’s hands snake around his neck. “You.. you get off of me!” He struggled in place, trying to get the grip on his neck to loosen.
His voice muffled as his mouth sucked onto Jesse's neck. "Listen, Jesse. Listen to me. There's no use in trying to stop me now."
As Walter continued his assault on Jesse’s neck, Jesse reached his hands
to his own back pockets, trying to reach for something he could find to get the other man off of him.
Walter noticed what Jesse was up to and was now pinning both of his hands to the car's window.
“Nghg yo mista White you’re hurting me!”
I struggle, trying to get free from Walter’s grip, but he’s just too muscular. He gets closer…and closer…until his luscious lips are almost touching mine, and soon we meet
in a kiss. It was messy, sloppy and desperate, teeth clashing together and saliva drooling down our mouths. Walter pulls away, leaving behind a trail of saliva between our now parted mouths. Our cheeks were flushed and red, as we stare each other deep in the eyes…
Still using one hand to pin Jesse to the window, my other hand finds it's way placed on his thigh.
“C’mere and pop my cherry Mista White”.
His hand traced closer, as his thumb rubbed circles on Jesse’s crotch.
“Fuck…Mghggghgmmng…”
Their lips met again as Jesse could feel Walter grin. "Eh? I've never seen Pinkman so obedient. No, not Pinkman.."
I pull out of the kiss, Walter wanted more, and i intended on giving it to him. Two can play at that game. I stare at him with a mischievous look on my face, slowly trailing my finger along his stomach, reaching down for his shirt and pulling it off all the while looking at him. Once i was done admiring his sculpted abs i went for his crotch, rubbing it and making him moan. How easy…i didn’t even take them off yet…
Walter hissed through his teeth angrily. "Come on, Jesse. Don't..don't make me wait like that."
“Only if you beg for it.”
Walter looked down in shame, watching Jesse's hand. He refused. He grabbed onto his wrist. "More, Jesse."
Jesse chuckles, satisfied with his work. Seeing your chemistry teacher begging for your touch truly is something…
I get a hold of Walter’s belt, ripping it off, along with his cargos. His cock springs out, oozing precum out of his boxers, twitching up and down in excitement.
“YEAH! COCK BITCH!"
"Jesse.." he tried to lean in for a kiss but he noticed his movements becoming slower. "Come here, Jesse.."
Jesse pulls Walter’s boxers down, finally getting a peek of his glorious member.
“W-wow Mista White…you PACKIN!”
He ignored him as he closed his eyes and leant in to make out with Jesse again.
“Enough with the lovey-dovey shit man. I want a taste of that penis.” I grab Walter’s neck, pushing him away as he lands on his back, in the back seat. I place my hands on his groin, licking the tip of his dick lightly, making him close his eyes and lay his head back on the seat. I watch in amusement, as I slowly start fitting his dick inch by inch in my mouth. I reach his shaft with the tip of my nose and start deep-throating him making gurgling and sloppy sounds. Walter seems lost in ecstasy, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, his hand gripping the seat and with the other covering his mouth, trying to drown out the sounds of his moans.
“Bet your wife ain’t neva done this” I say, with his cock still all the way in my throat.
Walter looks down at him, gasping for air with half-lidded eyes. "G-God, Jesse! What's gotten into you.. " His hand finds his way into Jesse's hair. He then loses grasp as Jesse starts bobbing his head up and down, sending Walter into a frenzy. He then slides the cock out of his mouth, spitting on it meanwhile and massaging his testicles lightly.
“Let me ride?” I say with a fat grin on my face, extremely pleased with how sloppy Mista White’s composure has become.
He doesn’t even get time to answer, between huffs and puffs, before I get up and start crawling sexily towards him, staring at him with hungry mischievous eyes. I can see how much he wants it, he’s desperate, even though he’s trying to hide it. Guilty pleasure.
I get close to his face, hovering above his insatiable lips, teasing him, before lowering my head and licking all around his neck leaving love bites as I go on. He breathes heavily, I can feel his heart pounding in his chest. I grind slowly enjoying my sweet time on the joy ride.
“F-Fuck…You got the reaction you wanted…Happy?”
“Very.” I say with a fat smile on my face.
“Now…Please…Stop teasing and just…give it to me already…”
“Gladly..”
Jesse hops up and takes off the rest of his clothing, he grabs Walter by the neck-tie and leads him to the middle of the SUV, in the cooking area.
Pinkman sits down on the seat.
“Strip.”
“W-What?”
“You heard me. Strip for me.”
Walter does as he is asked, he is ashamed, embarrassed, but way too horny to refuse. He is now completely naked in front of Jesse, as he watches in amusement.
“Be a good boy and sit for me, will you?”
Walter is way too embarrassed to answer, so he just quietly obliges, sits down and looks up to Jesse towering over him with hungry eyes.
I pounce on the hot hunk of a man lying in submission in front of me, like a cat, laying him down and positioning myself. I sit on his dick, slowly letting it slide into me. His cock was so big, it hurt, but Walter’s pleased face made up for it. He looks at me with half-lidded eyes, he is way too over-stimulated to muster up anything, so he just groans with eventual moans.
I can’t blame him, I couldn't talk either, his cock was balls deep inside me and i felt paralyzed, as if it was reaching my guts. I had to move, I wanted more, i needed more.
I started hopping up and down, supporting myself on his chest, grasping at his skin, scratching. I was bobbing up and down slowly as I hadn't adjusted myself to his size yet, before Walter slapped his hands on my hips, gripping me hardly, slamming my body all the way down his cock fast.
“AGGH FUCK!!!!”
Walter smiles widely through his sweat, moving one of his hands to Jesse’s throat, choking him, punishing him.
“My turn. I am the one who knocks.”
Walter swiftly moves over and switches positions, placing himself behind Pinkman’s buttocks, putting him in a doggy position. He doesn’t even wait for Jesse to adjust, he rams it in and starts going haywire in it, drilling it inside out. Jesse doesn’t even react, he is completely lost in ecstasy, about to pass out in that same position, he can’t even groan at that point, as Walter has got him in a chokehold.
“That’s what you get…Nghnnm Don’t ever let that happen again…Nmngh let this be your lesson.”
He goes faster and faster, occasionally pulling his cock out to watch Jesse wriggle, begging for it back. He’s close, he pulls out and tells Jesse to turn around and get on his knees, he obliges, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out. Walter blows his load in his throat, ordering him to swallow. As Jesse tastes the semen swimming around in his mouth, he wildly jerks himself off, eventually cumming all over Walter’s shoes.
“Disgusting. Clean it up. With your tongue.”
Jesse keeps jerking himself off while licking and slobbering all over Walter’s shoes.
“More? You horny disgusting fuck.”
Pinkman loves being degraded, he doesn’t stop jerking himself off.
“Eurgh..fucking..STOP!” Walter kicks Jesse’s dick and balls, real hard, but strangely, he likes it.
“Oh?”
Jesse wiggles on the floor in pain and pleasure, moaning and cupping his dick in his palms, drooling over the SUV floor.
“Ahh..hahh…Ahh fuck…Please..”
Walter kicks him again.
“You fucking like that? You’re such a nasty fucking slut, drooling all over my car. You deserve to be punished.”
Jesse smiles weakly in a desperate excitement, his eyes closed.
Walter keeps kicking, stepping, kneeing Jesse’s genitals all day long, apparently he has a knack for it.
After hours upon hours, Jesse has finally had enough. He had cum multiple times, as Walter would not let him off the hook, the SUV covered in pre-cum and semen. Pinkman balls up and passes out.
“Heh..” Walter sighs out.
He walks to the front seat, resting his feet on the dashboard, putting on his hat and lighting up a cigar. He lays back and closes his eyes, occasionally taking a drag.
“Yo, Mista White. What the fuck, yo.”
Jesse snaps his fingers in front of Walt’s face, attempting to wake him up to no avail. He was staring blankly at the ceiling of the SUV, a string of saliva drooling down from his mouth.
“This is crazy, i can’t be dealin’ with this yo”
Jesse stops for a second, scoffing angrily and glancing back at Walt.
“Is that a…is that a fucking jizz stain? Did you cum in yo pants Mista White? I’m outta here yo.”
Walter’s lung cancer that spread to his anal gland hallucinations have took over him again.