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If Jason could, he would probably be wondering how he ended up here, in New York, underneath Kyle Rayner.
As it was, Jason could not wonder that nor could he form any real thought other than the never ending stream of 'KyleKylekylekylekyle fuck fuck fuck so good' due to the fact that he was currently being fucked into from both ends by aforementioned Green Lantern like his life depended on it.
"Fuuuuuck, so good, baby you're so good for me, you feel incredible, so fucking tight for me Jay" Kyle groaned into Jason's ear, " yeah just like that, c'mon baby, fuck, you're so perfect."
God, if the hot drag of Kyle's cock pumping in and out of his pussy paired with the glowing, green construct fucking in and out of his mouth didn't make him lose his mind, Kyle's words might.
Maybe he'd already lost it.
A high whining sound filled the air and it took Jason until Kyle laughed to realize it was coming from him. "Yeah baby? That good? I bet you wanna cum, huh? Well then be a good girl." Kyle all but snarled, slamming his cock all the way into Jason and grinding down on Jason's clit.
Jason's moan vibrated around the dildo in his mouth.
Kyle smiled at him meanly, "Oh? You like it when I'm mean to you? Like being treated like the filthy little whore you are?"
Jason just moaned again. "Answer me" Kyle yanked the construct out of his mouth.
"No," Jason gasped "no no please, please I'll be good, I'll be so good, Kyle."
"Aww it's ok baby," Kyle cooed at him "I know you'll always come back to me. And I'll even be nice enough to keep fucking you even though we both know you're nothing more than a dirty little slut." The last words came out as a growl.
"I bet if I just pulled out and watched you, you wouldn't even beg, you'd just leave to go fuck some other bitch. Maybe I should leave you here. You'd figure it out, I'm sure."
Jason sobbed, grabbing at the sheets, desperately trying to anchor himself. Who was he kidding? Trying to pretend Kyle didn't know how disgusting he was? How awful? It didn't matter how hard he tried, all he'd ever be was just a dumb, cock-sucking, whore and everyone knew it.
Another sob tore it's way put of his throat. "No," he whined "no, please, please, I'll be good, so good, I'm sorry, don't leave."
A weird expression crossed Kyle's face but Jason couldn't decipher it. All he heard was Kyle threatening to leave him here, to abandon him. "Jay?" A too soft voice asked. "Baby, you good, you with me?"
Jason shook his head. He wasn't good. He was bad, so bad. He was dirty, awful, good for nothing but a half-decent lay. So why was Kyle asking if he was okay. Why was he calling him baby. He didn't deserve that. He shook his head again. Everything was so confusing.
"Shit" Kyle muttered under his breath. He slowed down and started to pull out until Jason all but wailed in protest.
"Nonono. No, Ky, please don't go, don't, please, I-I'll-" he broke off into another sob.
"Fuck, okay. Shit, Jay, baby, I'm not leaving you, I'm not. Okay? I'll stay right here with you for as long as you need, I promise." Kyle reassured, running his hands up and down Jason's chest soothingly.
Jason shook his head. "Bu-but I-I was bad. That's why you were gonna leave. But I can be good, I'll be good, promise."
Kyle looked at him sadly. "I know. I know, baby. You can be good, you are good. Let's-Let's just lay down, okay? I'm gonna lay down with you and I'm staying, I won't leave. Okay?"
Jason hesitated, "Okay."
"Okay" Kyle sighed in relief.