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It was just about sundown, the sky beginning to fade into an orange. Heisenberg parked his truck along the curb, the tires crunching on the road. He took one last puff of his cigar before putting it out and leaving it on the dash. He grabbed his wallet, a small packet of dissolvable pills inside that he double checked for.
Then quiet like a predator, he slunk into the bar, the door jingling when he opened it.
It was busy, something that would either be a benefit to him or an obstacle. It was partially a club, the music pounding in his ears almost irritatingly so. The dimmed lights left people more as silhouettes, their appearances up to his own imagination. The only reasonable amount of light was at the bar, the yellow glow contrasting with the dark purples and pinks.
And to his delight, alone sat a sniffling young man, his blonde hair and dress shirt sticking out like a sore thumb compared to all the other patrons. He looked like he just got off work.
He was sipping on a glass of wine, Karl scoffing at the fact that he went to a club of all places for some fine wine, chuckling at the sight. His eyes were slightly red if not puffy, a permanent frown seemed etched on his features.
Perfect.
He ambled over, making his presence known right away by putting a soft but heavy hand on the man’s shoulder.
“What’s a handsome guy like you doing out at a bar all on his lonesome?” he purred.
He always got straight to the point, too impatient to ever do any buttering up. If he got told off he’d leave, simple as that.
To his satisfaction the blonde giggled a little albeit it was probably because he was tipsy. His breaths were shaky and soft, the smile on his lips quick to turn small.
“I’m just… drinking…”
“To forget?”
The man laughed, but it sounded forced, sad even. “I guess.”
He fell silent, swirling the wine in his glass, watching the reflections break and slide back together.
“Well,” Karl started, leaning in a bit, “mind if I join you?”
The man glanced at him, his face wary before he sighed, “Sure, why not.”
He ordered himself a whiskey, sipping it idly as the man sighed and moped beside him. He seemed down on his luck. Vulnerable. He hid the grin that split across his face with another sip of whiskey. It burned down his throat pleasantly.
The silence seemed to be bearing down on the blonde, the man beginning to bounce his knee.
What an awkward little dork. Karl smirked, meeting the man’s gaze. He had no idea how long he had been there for, but the blonde had quite a few empty glasses already.
“M-My names Ethan.” he finally introduced. “Winters. Ethan Winters.” he added sloppily.
Karl laughed, patting him on the back. “Names Karl. Heisenberg. Karl Heisenberg.” he mimicked, watching the blonde turn pink with embarrassment.
“What’s got you so sad?”
Ethan frowned, his eyes going glassy. “I… I’ve just been going through a rough divorce.”
Not in a relationship? Perfect.
He hummed, watching the ice clink together in his glass, “I see. And you came to a club…?”
Ethan laughed, his smile crooked, “It wasn’t my first option. I was going to just go to the store and buy some bottles of wine then drink at home but…”
“But?...”
Ethan frowned into his glass.
“I can’t stand being at home. Not even home. Some shitty apartment I rented last minute because of course she took the house.”
“You could always come home with me.” Karl purred, the rumble making Ethan shiver.
“I… no…” Ethan mumbled, “I’m not… I’m not into shit like one night stands. I just got out of a 3 year marriage.”
“Of course, of course.” Karl agreed, backing off. He hid the annoyance in his voice, instead covering it up with a friendly, “Why don’t we celebrate then, hm?”
“Celebrate?” Ethan balked, “What is there to celebrate? I just got divorced from what I thought was the love of my life.”
“Well, if you're getting divorced then obviously she wasn’t, hm?” He said, raising a brow.
“I… I guess?... But it’s more complicated than that! I-”
“Hey, hey, calm down iepure mic, you’re here to take your mind off of that, arentcha? New beginnings always feel rough, but you have a fresh start.”
“I… I guess.”
“That’s more like it!” he praised, rubbing Ethan’s back, “Here,” he called the bartender over, ordering another wine for Ethan and a whiskey for himself, “My treat. You deserve nice things every now and then, right?”
Ethan laughed, blinking away the tears in his eyes before laughing, “Why not.”
They clinked their glasses together, Ethan’s tipsiness becoming more apparent the more he opened up.
And Karl waited. He waited and waited for the perfect opportunity, patient when it came to the right moment. He rubbed the tablet in between his thumb and his pointer, hiding it from sight between his casually folded arms that he had propped on the counter.
He entertained Ethan, charmed him, made him laugh and laugh until he was leaning back in his chair, his mouth open in a silent laugh. He fell forward, clapping his hands, leaning all the way on top of the counter.
Their drinks shook, Ethan nearly knocking over his wine glass.
“Careful there,” he said, grabbing both their drinks to hold away from the laughing blonde. “Wouldn’t want to spill your drink.” he grinned, dropping the tablet into Ethan’s glass discreetly.
Ethan was still recovering from his laughter, gasping for air as he giggled. “Christ Karl, you're fucking hilarious.”
Karl smiled, “Why thank you.” He watched the tablet fizz at the bottom of Ethan’s glass, the bubbles really only noticeable if you paid attention. And Ethan definitely was not, the man busy rambling on about something about computers.
“It was a pleasure to meet you,” Karl said, catching his attention, “Cheers to making a new friend.” he smiled, raising his glass.
Ethan blinked dopeily, a stupid smile on his face. He raised his own glass, “Cheers!” He finished the rest of his glass with a few gulps.
Karl froze, wondering for a moment if the tablet had fully dissolved yet. Staring at the now empty glass, the tablet was nowhere to be found.
The dumbass must have swallowed it.
He couldn’t help but laugh, downing the rest of his drink too. “Ethan Winters, you really are something, aren’t you?”
Ethan laughed, entirely oblivious to what had just happened. “So are you, Mr. Heisenberg.”
He was definitely drunk by now.
He wondered when the drug would kick in.
Ethan pulled out his phone, trying to turn it on and failing. “Sh- Shit, I think my phone is dead.” he mumbled, pocketing it again.
Today really was his lucky day wasn’t it?
“Whuh time is it?” he slurred, his pretty eyes staring at him.
“About 8 by now.” he hummed.
“Shit, for real?”
“For real.” he laughed.
“I’ve got work tomorrow, what the fuck was I thinking?” he muttered. I’m gonna have the shittiest hangover ever.”
“You driving home Winters?”
“Fuck no, I walked here.”
Walked? He must live nearby.
“You think you can manage your way back?”
The drug must have finally kicked in because Ethan was swaying where he sat, his eyes cloudy. “Fuck, sorry what?”
Karl laughed, getting up from where he sat. “How bout I drop you off, hm?”
“Souns like th beginning of a murder plot,” Ethan laughed, his face flushed from the wine.
“Is that a no?”
“No, no, I’m down. Thank you, by the way.” he smiled.
So innocent.
So trusting.
How cute.
“Alright then, let's go.” he hummed, helping Ethan up.
The blonde slumped against him almost immediately, his legs buckling together. Ethan let out a laugh, his hands fisting into Karl’s shirt as he leaned into him.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been so wasted.” he laughed, “I’m not even a light weight.”
“Yeah, yeah, you wont need me to carry you, will you?” he teased, practically dragging Ethan out of the club. If anyone noticed, they didn’t care. It had gotten considerably more crowded as the day turned to night.
They stumbled outside, Ethan laughing and swaying as Karl led him to his truck. He opened the door to the back seat, leading Ethan inside. The blonde sat there, his head swimming as Karl joined him in the back.
“Wait you don’t know my address-” he began, only to be cut off with a kiss.
He let out a soft shout of surprise, Karl kissing him hard and passionate. He hesitated before kissing back timidly, his back pressed against the car door.
They kissed sloppily thanks to Ethan, the blonde pawing at Karl’s shirt weakly.
He moaned into the older man's mouth, leaning into him with every nip.
Meanwhile Karl snaked a hand down, palming what he thought would be Ethan’s bulge.
The only thing he felt was hard bone, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. Ethan moaned into his mouth, his thighs flinching in.
He ground his palm against him again, Ethan’s “dick” seemingly nonexistent.
Realization settled in quickly, Karl shrugging it off before continuing to touch the man in the backseat.
He pulled him down, laying Ethan along the seats and positioning himself on top of him.
He kissed him hard, forcing his tongue into the other's mouth. He ground his palm down, Ethan’s back arching as he let out a muffled moan into Karl’s mouth. His hands flew up, his movements uncoordinated as he tried grasping for purchase against the others shoulders.
They kissed until they couldn’t breathe, Ethan beginning to try his best to shove the other man away before breaking away panting. His legs bowed together, denim pressing against his clit as Karl kept grinding. Karl was quick to take away his hand if it meant undressing Ethan. He quickly unbuttoned the drugged man’s shirt, popping a few in the process when he lost his patience and ripped the button up apart.
“Ghh… f…fffuck…” the blonde slurred, “Bu-buy me a drink first why don’cha?” he mumbled, his head rolling on his shoulders.
“Trust me,” the older man smiled, getting to work on his jeans, “I already did.”
He ignored the blondes babbling, yanking his jeans down along with his boxers to expose the man's cunt, a cute blonde happy trail leading all the way to the man's pink pussy. He tugged his pants and underwear off his legs fully, the man fully bare and laying sprawled out in the back of Heisenberg’s car.
The drug must have been working like a charm because Ethan’s eyes had begun drooping, his hands laying limply by the sides of his head. “What’s…? Oh shit…” he mumbled, crossing his legs. “What the fuck?”
“What a cute little pussy you’ve got, Ethan Winters.” Karl purred, spreading his legs back out and squishing it slightly. “You’re just full of surprises, hm?”
“Fuck, what are you doing? Don’t look.” the man groaned, his hand reaching down to cover himself before Karl grabbed his wrist and pinned it back above his head.
“It’s okay Ethan,” he soothed, “I don’t mind. A hole’s a hole.”
That seemed to piss the blonde off, the man beginning to thrash, “No- fuck, I don’t care, get off me.” he growled, his body shaking with effort as Karl held him down. Even without Karl weighing him down, the drug was already coursing through his system, his legs so heavy he couldn’t even kick the bastard on top of him. His growl tapered off into a whimper as Karl tightened his grip on his wrist.
“Shhh, shhh, it’s okay,” he soothed, using his other hand to stroke Ethan’s now unkempt hair behind his ear. Ethan let out a soft whimper of fear, his chest heaving as Karl pressed himself against him harder. He leaned down, taking Ethan’s mouth into his and kissing the man passionately. Ethan was still, only gasping or groaning into the other's mouth every now and then. Karl released his hold on his wrist, opting to rest it on his love handles instead, stroking and caressing them.
They pulled apart, a string of saliva connecting them as they both caught their breath. Ethan's lips were pink and pretty as ever, now bitten and wet as he heaved soft breaths.
“I… I…” the man sputtered, his face flushed.
Karl brought his hand to his chest, cupping his pec before leaning down to suck on his nipple. Ethan arched, a shaky gasp forcing its way out of his throat and Karl nipped at the bud, his free hand massaging the other side of his chest. He was so sensitive he couldn’t help but groan loudly, his hands flying out to grip Karl’s shoulders. Karl continued to toy with his nipples until the blonde was left a shaking mess.
He pulled off with a soft pop, leaning back to admire his work.
Ethan had long since checked out, the drugs Karl had spiked his drink with muddying the man’s mind. He lay there panting and curving, his eyes half lidded and cloudy.
“Damn Winters, you are a great lay he chuckled. “Y’make the best noises. Wish I took you back to my place. Have tons of toys I could’ve used.” He shook his head as if he were disappointed, “I can’t help myself,” he said lightly as if he were scolding himself for indulging in a cake and not molesting Ethan in the back of his car.
“Hhnhh…” was the only response he was graced with.
He laughed like it was all a joke, dragging Ethan to lay further along the seats by the hips. Ethan began to squirm, panting hotly as his skin felt on fire. Prickles edged around his skin, a sharp coolness running through him whenever he moved.
“Ah, ah, ah,” Karl tutted, lowering his hands to caress Ethan’s tummy.
He held him down against the car seat, feeling his feverish skin against his palms. Ethan let out a soft whine, his back arching upwards.
“Nnh… wh… what?…”, he groaned, his head lolling back. He squirmed against Karl, unknowingly rubbing his sex against the canvas of Karl’s pants. Karl leaned forward, pressing against Ethan and feeling the warmth soak in. He lowered a hand, stroking Ethan’s folds as the blonde groaned and mumbled nonsense. He thumbed over the man’s clit, listening to his breathing stutter as his hips twitched.
Karl watched as Ethan’s face began to grow pink, his eyes narrowing as he began to pant doggedly. Karl only continued onwards, pinching and rolling Ethan’s clit as the man got louder and louder. His moans were beginning to draw out, his whimpers growing breathier as Karl pleasured him in the back of his car. Ethan’s thighs twitched and jerked, his hips rolling up into Karl’s hand, wetting his fingers and his thighs. Karl palmed his clit, the pressure making Ethan squeal as his body went stock still, hips stuttering in their rhythm.
“Hnnh… ghh… fhh- fuck.” He whined, his thighs jerking inwards in an attempt to clamp together. Karl let out a hum, raising his slick covered hand and licking it with a pleasured groan. He leaned forward on his elbows, pressing his body flush against Ethan’s as he began to hump his limp body. He ground his clothed dick against Ethan’s spread pussy, pushing against it and groaning at the friction. His pants were soaked through with how wet Ethan was but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Ethan let out a cry, his body weighed down by Karl’s weight as the man humped his weak body. He flinched and twitched as Karl pressed his erection against his cunt, crying pathetically as the man eagerly rut against him. Karl stopped himself with a grunt, feeling a familiar warmth pool in his belly. He wasn’t going to cum in his pants like a horny teenager. Especially when he had Ethan spread out for him like this.
He raised himself off of Ethan, looking at the whimpering man with mocking pity. His pussy was spread open and pink, it was adorable. He was practically dripping all over the car seat, the leather glistening as Ethan’s cunt twitched and pulsed with every hiccupping inhale. He coated his fingers in Ethan’s slick, rubbing at his clit before pushing his fingers in. He could feel the man tense up, his stomach clenching as he squirmed uncomfortably.
“Nn- no… Stop…” he whined, his hands coming up to weakly paw at Karl. “Get… don't touch me there…”
He crooked his fingers and Ethan let out a whimper, his thighs flinching together as Karl began to scissor him open. Ethan shuddered, his head falling to the side as Karl pumped his fingers in and out of him. His legs quivered, letting out a soft animal like whine, his walls tightening around Karl's digits. He closed his eyes, his breaths coming out stuttered and shaky. The car was beginning to stink of sex but Karl couldn’t care less, the smell of Ethan was something he wanted to keep with him forever.
He scissored his fingers, watching the man underneath him gasp and arch his back against the old car seat. He pressed his hand further, his palm flush against Ethan’s cunt as he curled his fingers deeper and deeper. Ethan was beginning to pant loudly now, drooling while he squeezed his eyes closed, his hands uselessly laying at his head, only able to twitch and ball up with every stroke of pleasure. Ethan was so wet, the slick noises of Karl’s fingering filled the air along with Ethan’s soft mewls and moans. Karl’s hand was thoroughly coated by now, as well as the stained car seat, a glossy puddle pooling beneath Ethan’s pussy.
Ethan began rolling his hips against Karl’s hand, pressing his clit against his palm and grinding it there with a soft gasp. His body curved with pleasure, arching up with a cry as he began to frantically buck against Karl’s hand, chasing the high of an nearing orgasm.
Almost cruelly, Karl pulled his fingers out, the drugged man’s eyes shooting wide open as he let out a broken, “N-No!” Karl watched gleefully as Ethan’s eyes filled with tears, his mouth agape in a silent plea.
“What’s wrong iepure mic?” he taunted, “I thought you didn’t want me to touch you there?”
Ethan looked at him, the emotions on his face at war with each other, his lip quivered, his mouth parted but nothing came out. Then the tears came, pouring from his eyes as he began to sob miserably in the car.
Karl couldn't help but laugh. “Poor baby,” he stroked Ethan cunt, the blonde hiccuping out a small moan in between his sobs, “You can't even speak for yourself, poor thing.” he cooed. He stroked the man's clit until he was moaning more than he was sobbing. “I can make you feel better though.” Ethan shook his head no, the tears still running down his face.
Karl tsked, pinching his clit until Ethan was writhing and gasping.
“Don't be a brat.” he muttered, toying with him until he almost reached his peak before stopping again. Ethan raised his cunt higher and higher, trying to keep Karl inside him for as long as possible before the man inevitably slipped out.
Ethan collapsed against the car seat with a broken moan, panting heavily as he tried to regain his breath. His cunt ached, throbbing with unresolved pleasure, it dripped and clenched around nothing, receiving nothing but laughter from the older man.
This went on for a while, Karl fingering Ethan, toying with his clit until he fell apart before taking away his chance for release. Ethan was gushing by then, sobbing loudly as he twitched and bucked against the seat. He was drooling and sweating, he felt disgusting, but he needed it so bad. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, his hips twitching as his pussy desperately clenched around Karl's fingers, a physical plea to stay. Karl pumped his fingers right into his g-spot and this time he screamed, tears streaming down his face as his entire body spasmed.
Never in his life had he wanted to come so badly.
Karl grinned, “You want it Ethan?”
Ethan could only muster out a broken combination of “Yes,” and “Please.”
The older man smiled unbuckling his pants as he crouched over Ethan’s twitching body.
“Say, ‘Please daddy.’” he purred into his ear, his length now released and rocking against his cunt.
He lowered his hand, stroking Ethan’s cunt as the man stuttered and groaned.
“Ghhh- p-please, daddy, please daddy.” he mewled, his legs spreading lewdly.
He bit his lip, canting his hips higher, pressing himself against Karl, feeling his cock rest between his folds. He could feel it throbbing, the heat pushing closer and closer to his entrance.
Silence filled the air, the only thing breaking through being Ethans soft wheezing breaths.
When the older man refused to move he burst into tears, covering his face with his hands as he sobbed and whimpered.
His pussy ached, clenching around nothing as his walls twitched and spasmed. “Please! Please!” he begged miserably. He’d been kept on edge for so long, his pleasure denied cruely by the man leaning over him.
Karl couldn’t help himself, he couldn't get enough. He soaked in Ethan’s begs and whimpers as he humped against Karl like a horny dog. He cooed at Ethan, “Poor thing, you're gagging for it, arentcha?” He leaned down to press a wet kiss against Ethan’s collar bone, feeling the man shiver underneath him. He sat up for a second, allowing himself to admire the man spread out beneath him in full.
The sun had set fully by now, the pale yellowing streetlight illuminating Ethan’s body through the car window. The blonde was fully nude, his hair askew, what was once a primly puffed comb over was made a mess, his golden locks sticking to his forehead. His eyes were unfocused, his pupils expanded from the dark and the drugs. His lips were pink and bitten from their messy kisses where their teeth clacked together, his cute perky nipples sharing the same features.
His hands lay beside his face, limp and useless as his legs framed Karl’s waist, his soft thighs thrown over Karl’s. He was fully spread open for Karl, the older man grinning at the sight of Ethan’s exposed cunt twitching and clenching for something, anything.
“Please.” he whispered, the tears streaming down his face unending. He was inconsolable. He was desperate. It was all so delicious.
“Whatever you say, baby,” Karl crooned. He rut his cock between Ethan’s folds, giving himself a proper pussy job as he coated himself with Ethan’s slick.
Ethan was incredibly wet, shining and slick in between his thighs. He was practically gushing for it, biting his lip as he stared at Karl with those petrified doe eyes of his, clouded by drugs to subdue his fighting instinct.
“You ready, Ethan?” he purred into his ear.
Ethan let out a wheezing breath, the high of his delayed orgasms wearing off, the panic beginning to set in again.
Without an answer Karl pushed himself in, the tip popping in easily from his earlier fingering but the tightness was still there.
Ethan’s wheeze turned more into a whine, his body tensing as his spine arched, his legs snapping around Karl.
As Karl kept advancing Ethan began to cry out, clenching down around Karl hard as if he were pushing him out. Karl groaned in pleasure, feeling Ethan’s walls massage him. The blonde was breathing heavily, his legs split as Karl continued to press forward.
With one thrust Karl shoved the rest of his length in, bottoming out inside of Ethan and making him shout.
“FUCK!” he screamed, clenching down harder than before. His walls convulsed, his back shooting up with a curve as if he were electrocuted. His legs kicked out uselessly, his hands pounding against Karl’s chest. He screamed and screamed until his voice wore out, Karl thrusting into him until the only things that came out were moans.
Karl held Ethan by his hips, thrusting into him like a toy. Ethan was so tight and hot, he was still so wet, his cock sliding in and out easily. He let go of Ethan’s hip with one of his hands, using it to focus on a new goal of stimulating his clit.
He rubbed and pressed against the testosterone grown clit, watching Ethan writhe and moan beneath him. Thrusting in hard he pressed his pelvis flush against Ethan’s cunt before rolling his hips. They both groaned, Karl falling forward to lean over Ethan fully and grind into him hard and slow.
Ethan’s legs twitched, he was unbelievably close to cumming. He couldn’t help the small rocking of his hips against Karl’s rolling. The man was relentless, continuing to pinch and thumb at his clit all the while. He could feel the pleasure beginning to peak, moaning loudly as he began to rabbit his hips up against Karl, his entire body shaking with the effort.
He humped against him with breathy, “Ah, ah, ah!”’s. Ethan couldn’t contain himself, rutting against the older man before he let out a gasping moan.
Karl aimed his hips up, pressing against Ethan and bucking into the man. Then Ethan was shaking, he was squealing and cumming. His legs tensed up, trying to clamp up only to be blocked by Karl in between his legs.
“Karl!”
He squirted, his fluids spraying everywhere and he let out a long stuttering moan. Even through his orgasm Karl continued to thrust into him, straightening up back into a kneeling position before ramming back into him.
“Fuuck yeah” Karl slurred, his words mixing together as pleasure clouded his mind. He thrusted into Ethan hard, hearing the car shake slightly.
“You like that? You like cumming on daddy’s cock? You like squirting from your little pussy all over?” he growled, grunt fucking the blonde.
Ethan was practically unconscious or at least half asleep at this point. He mewled out a sloppy answer between moans, his body slack, taking the abuse.
“Say it, say you like to squirt all over daddy’s cock.”
The blonde's head lolled to the side, his eyes drooping shut as Karl continued to thrust into him.
“Jss… I… lii.. I like to squirt on… on daddy’s cock.” he slurred, his body rocking along with Karl’s thrusts.
Karl let out a loud groan, his hips stuttering as his cock twitched. He regained his rhythm, thrusting into Ethan doggedly in pursuit of his own pleasure. Ethan was out cold, his face slack as Karl used his body to his heart's content. Even after all of his thrusting he was still so tight, Karl gliding in and out of his cunt. They were both covered in Ethan’s fluids by now, the car rocked back and forth. Anyone with eyes could tell what was going on in there by now, even with the tinted windows.
With a stuttered buck, Karl let out a groan, his orgasm hitting him like a truck as he spilled into Ethan. He continued to fuck the unconcious blonde until he had finally run through his orgasm, his cum pearling out around where he pentrated Ethan and dripping onto the leather seats.
He squished Ethan’s soft tummy fondly, laughing at the soft whimpers he let out even in his sleep. Slowly, he pulled out, his cock gone soft by then. He watched with great satisfaction at the sight of Ethan’s cunt stuffed with his spend. It twitched, more come leaking out and dirtiying the car seat.
“Wonder if you’ll get pregnant,” he muttered. “You’d look great.”
They were both a mess, Ethan splayed out in the backseat, stuffed with cum and covered in his own fluids. Karl was still fully clothed, albeit dirty. His pants were stained and wet, probably unsalvageable at this point.
Well, he’d figure out what to do.
He always did.