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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage, Rape/Non-Con
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      The_Walking_Dead_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Daryl_Dixon/Rick_Grimes
  Character:
      Rick_Grimes, Daryl_Dixon, Shane_Walsh
  Additional Tags:
      Rape/Non-con_Elements, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, First_Time,
      First_Kiss, Forced_Orgasm, Intersex, Rough_Sex, Biting, Sexual_Abuse,
      Public_Sex, Oral_Sex, Abuse_of_Authority, Crossdressing, Masturbation,
      Punishment, Spanked_with_belt
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-09-18 Chapters: 3/? Words: 8353
****** Obessive Tendencies ******
by Sherlockwaygraham
Summary
     AU where Daryl is adopted into the Grimes family and Rick is obsessed
     with making Daryl his.
     Basically short smutty drabbles of these cuties. Where each chapter
     can be read as a one-shot.
     Can possibly be triggering, do not read if you don not like anything
     mentioned in the tags.
Notes
     IMPORTANT: Daryl is 12 and Rick is 17 in this fic.
     NOTE: Tags will be added with each new chapter.
     SIDE-NOTE: I am accepting ideas for future chapters. Please leave a
     comment with what you would like to see next!
***** Obtained *****
"C'mon just spread your legs."
Rick says into the night, the room was dark since it was well past midnight and
they were supposed to be asleep.
"But... we're not supposed to."
Daryl says small hands trying to push the boy off of him. Though Rick was
seventeen, five years older then Daryl. So naturally he was stronger then him.
Big hands push up Daryl's night shirt roughly. His knees forcing the small
boy's legs open at the same time.
"No one will know, and you won't tell will you?"
Rick says as he successfully rips Daryl shirt up over his head and tosses it
away. His hairless thin body glowing under the moonlight that seeped in through
the window. Daryl tries to cover himself up with his hands, which gives Rick
the opportunity to force Daryl's legs further apart. Allowing him to press
thier hips together, Rick's already hard cock brushing over his underwear so
Daryl could feel it.
"C'mon Daryl, I love you and I need you." Rick whines, hips slowly rocking
against the younger boy. "You're my special boy, remember?"
Daryl blushes hard and shys away from Rick when he says that. Small hands
pressing over his flat chest, as if hiding his nipples would somehow help. He
hates that Rick knows, knows that he wasn't born like other boys. Hates that
Rick calls him special, though he also liked it a little too.
With Daryl taking so long to respond he leans in and shoves his tongue past his
little plump lips. It makes Daryl chocke a bit, his small muscle trying to
force Rick's tougue back out of his mouth. Rick's one hand moves to press over
Daryl's throat to keep him pinned down. As his other hand slides down between
their bodies, quickly shoving Daryl's underwear down and off his body. The
heavy, hot weight of the older males cock now resting on the bare skin of
Daryl's thigh. It makes the small boy squirm as he once again pushed up at
Rick's chest to push him away.
Rick being unfazed by this simply continues his assult on Daryl's mouth.
Kissing and licking and biting at his lips and tongue. Shoving his wet muscle
deep into Daryl's small mouth, until he could practically taste his tonsils.
Before he pulled back and pressed in again, basically fucking the boy's mouth
with his tongue. It made an awful little sloshing sound that mixed with Daryl's
gaging.
Daryl whines and chokes, his thin body trying to thrash under the other boys
weight. Feeling his hand on his neck sends a spark of fear up and down his
spine. Scared Rick might hurt him again, scared of not being able to breath.
Soon Rick pulls back from his mouth with a wet pop. Breathing heavily on
Daryl's face, as Daryl gasps. Struggling to take in deep breaths, his little
body shaking.
"Fuck, you're so good." Rick whispers close to his ear, "I can't wait to fuck
you."
Dayl shakes his head, "We can't... we're brothers. Brother's don't do that." He
protests in a weak tone.
"You're adopted, stupid, it doesn't count." Rick says with a chuckle before he
bites down on Daryl's bare shoulder. It makes Daryl's yelp and squirm,
"Please..."
"Don't worry... I'm gonna' make you feel real good." Rick says licking at the
bite mark he made, which was already starting to bruise.
Daryl was about to protest more but he suddenly felt Rick's fingers running
over his folds. His special area where he was not like a boy, but a girl. It
made Daryl feel ashamed, he knew he wasn't right, and he hated how Rick loved
it. Even if sometimes it made Daryl happy that Rick accepted him.
A finger pushes past his lips and starts to rub around. Feeling over Daryl's
little nub and slightly slick entrance. His body was still developing, even
though Daryl hit puberty a few weeks ago. Rick groans and moves his fingers up
to rub over his clit. It sends tingles up into Daryl's belly, out over his
thighs and hips too. It made him feel strage but in a good way.
"Hmm, I gonna' make you cum Daryl. Get you nice and wet for my cock." Rick
says, rubbing the nub quickly as his other hand presses down on Daryl's
windpipe lightly.
The boy gasps but he can't tell if it's from the pleasure of Rick's fingers or
the loss of air. It didn't hurt, and that suprised the young boy. Who hadn't
even figured out how to masturbate yet. His thighs shaking on thier own as he
tries not to enjoy it, little hands still pushing at Rick's chest. His brain
telling him this was wrong, that they shouldn't.
"No! You... ya' can't put yer cock in me!" Daryl gasps out again, shaking his
head which shifts around his long dark hair.
"I am..." Rick says sternly, moving to rub Daryl's clit with his thumb, so he
could press his middle finger into the boys tight wet hole. "... and you're
gonna' take it Daryl. Take all of it. I'm going to be your first."
He goes on rubbing a little faster as his finger also fucking in and out of
him. Causing Daryl's juices to leak out a bit. His legs try to close but they
just end up pressing to either side of Rick's hips. Making him aware of Rick's
cock which was still rock hard and rubbing over Daryl's ass now. The tip
leaking and spreading pre-cum all over Daryl's tight little cheeks and puckered
pink hole.
He was struggling to fight, his small hairless body trembling. Pressure
building up within his lower belly as Rick continues to pleasure him. The hand
pressing down on his throat making him dizzy.
"Ahh! Something... something is coming!" Daryl says with little gasps, blunt
nails digging into Rick's chest as his back arches up.
"It's alright Daryl, cum for me." Rick urges, shoving a second finger into
Daryl's virgin hole. Pumping them in and out rapidly, stretching him open. Yet
he was still so tight, his walls twiching and sucking up Rick's fingers
greedily.
"Ahh! Ahh!"
Daryl moans were a little to loud so Rick moves his hand from his throat to his
mouth. His large hand covering up his lips and chin and even part of his nose.
Not that Daryl could really react, his body was twiching and his head was
spinning. The pressure building up, more and more with each thrust of his
fingers and rub of his thumb.
Soon it is too much and Daryl is screaming behind Rick's hand. He comes hard on
the older boys fingers, wave after wave hitting him hard. Until he simply
collapsed, breathing hard through his nose. His hands falling away from where
he scratched up Rick's chest. His legs falling to the sides, leaving him
obscenely spread open. His juices slowly slipping out of his body and soaking
into the transformers sheets below.
Rick leaves his hand on Daryl's mouth, his other slipping out of Daryl's hole.
Moving to wrap his wet fingers around his cock so he could jerk it a few times.
As Daryl laid limp on the bed, blue hues still dazed.
"We're not done yet."
Rick says softly, moving to kiss and lick at Daryl's nipples. Small and now
firm, tasting of musk and sweat.
"I'm gonna' make you mine."
He then says moving his hips as he lined the head of his leaking cock to
Daryl's soaked hole. And without warning, as Daryl was still completely
relaxed. Rick thrusted into him, making Daryl tense up and squeeze his eyes
shut as tears formed.
Even with how wet Daryl was, he was still incredibly tight. Almost too tight,
causing Rick a few moments of discomfort before he was moving again. Short
shallow thrusts that worked Daryl open, as the rest of his large cock pressed
deep into the small boy. Then further as he drove himself balls deep into
Daryl's now deflowered hole. Feeling his slick hot walls flex around the
intrusion.
Daryl makes small noises behind Rick's hand, it hurt, it hurt deep inside him.
But it also burned and kind of felt like Daryl needed to pee. He was too weak
to fight back however, so he just laid there. Letting Rick's cock stretch him
to his limits as he took his virginity. Rick's teeth biting at his raw, now red
nipples. Fingers digging into his cheeks where his hand was still firmly over
his mouth.
"Fuck, Daryl you're so tight. You feel so good wrapped around my cock." Rick
groans against Daryl's abused chest. His free had moving to Daryl's thin hip so
he could lift him up for a better angle.
Rick soon pulls out until just his head was left inside, before he was
thrusting in balls deep again. It makes Daryl cry out, the sound muffled behind
his hand. It hurt a little less but Rick didn't seem to want to wait anymore.
He started to jam his cock deep into Daryl rapidly. Rocking his small body,
pushing it up with each forcefull thrust.
"Yeah, fuck, take it."
Rick mumbles out, fucking Daryl hard and quick. Needing to come, he waited so
long for this. Waited so long to finally have Daryl, to own him, to fuck him.
He craved Daryl like an addict.
With the new hard pace the pain came back worse before subsiding, until Rick
found a new angle and it returned. The sound of skin slapping together filled
the room, their bodies sweaty and sliding against each other.
Each shove of his cock into him, pushed Daryl up, making him grunt out as the
pressure in him stared to build up again. It made him tense around the hard
organ inside him. Making Rick grunt and moan out,
"Fuck yeah, just like that baby, I love how it feels..." Rick mumbles out, "You
getting close again? Huh? Ya' gonna' come off my cock?"
Daryl whimpers at his words, hands weakly holding onto Rick's arms now. Feeling
his muscles moving as he violated him. His face hot as tears slid over his
chubby cheeks. He hated how Rick was right, he could feel it building up again.
He could feel his hole accepting Rick in, each time his cock slammed into his
body. Little moans leaving him each time Rick pushed all the way in. Each time
he bit or licked at his nipples.
Rick was getting close, each thrust bringing him closer and closer to coming.
His balls tightening up as they slapped against Daryl's ass. He could tell
Daryl was getting close too, leaning up to lick the tears from the boys eyes as
he pounded him.
"I'm gonna' cum inside you. Fill you up so good." Rick words were low and rough
as he moved his hand from Daryl's hip. Running it down between thier bodies so
he could rub at his clit again. Feeling his small body start to shake. So
small, just a kid.
Daryl starts to writhe from the new feeling, hips pushing up best he could.
Wanting more of that feeling, as his lower belly started to burn. He was going
to come again.
"I'm so close baby, come for me." Rick grunts out, "Be a good boy."
Daryl shifts his hips up more, allowing Rick in deeper. Letting the head of
Rick's cock hit right up against his cervix. Which made the young boy see
stars.
With a particularly hard thrust along with Rick rubbing hard against his clit.
Daryl tensed up and started to shake, his walls closing up tightly around
Rick's cock as he came. His body twiching and arching as Rick continues to fuck
into him. Groaning louder as he starts to loose rhythm and soon is shoving
himself deep into Daryl.
Pausing there, with Daryl's hips up off the bed. Practically bending him
inhalf, Rick finally unloads. Spurts of hot cum filling up Daryl's insides. The
boy whines and turns his head to the side. Exhausted.
Rick stays like that until every drip is emptied into Daryl's tight hole. Some
of it seeping out from around his softening cock.
"Such a good boy."
Rick cooes, lowering the boys hips to the bed so he could lay on top of Daryl.
It felt like Rick was crushing him, like he couldn't breath. Feeling Rick's
cock still inside him, twiching and softening up until it slipped out
completely. It made Daryl feel oddly empty, made him feel the mixture of his
juices, cum and blood slowly slip out of his used hole.
Rick removes his hand from his mouth and quickly covers his lips in a kiss.
"You're mine now. No one else can have you unless I say so." Rick says between
kisses.
Daryl is tired and his throat hurt, along with his battered body. So he just
nods, he just couldn't fight him.
"I'm gonna' fuck you whenever, wherever I want." Rick nips at Daryl's already
swollen lips, "Got it?"
Daryl nods again, feeling Ricks hand stroking over his sweaty body carefully.
Almost like he was trying to comfort him. His eyes stung each time he blinked.
"You must he tired, go to bed baby. I'll clean you up."
Rick kisses Daryl's cheek with actual affection and it makes the small boy
sigh. His eyes falling shut against his will.
"I love you, Daryl."
Is the last thing he hears before he passes out from exhaustion. Knowing now he
was a grown up, and Rick owned his body. He would worry tomorrow.
***** Movie Night *****
Chapter Summary
     Rick takes Daryl at the movie theater.
Chapter Notes
     I tried to do something a bit longer, and add in some extra little
     that's not just smutt.
     Also to be clear this story is more leaning to Rape Fantasy. I do not
     condone real rape.
     Also both boys are under age in this fic.
Rick slowly slides his hand over to Daryl's lap, fingers slowly pressing over
his crotch. The movie theater is dark and empty, since it was the middle of the
week and the middle of the night. Their parents had gone off for vacation for
two weeks and Rick's other brother was off staying with his friends. Meaning
Rick had to watch over Daryl while they were gone. It was something he knew he
would take advantage of.
Daryl tries to ignore it, keeping eyes on the screen as Rick rubbed his fingers
over his cloth covered lips. Ignoring the tingly feeling that was sent over his
hips and belly. He didn't want to enjoy it, had hoped after Rick took his
virginity a few weeks ago it was over. That he got his fix and would just go
back to being his brother.
"You're getting wet." Rick rasps close to his ear making him jump. Returning
his attention to where Rick was rubbing him he could feel he was right. But it
was just his body, he didn't want this.
"Pull down your shorts." Rick orders and pushes up the arm rest that separated
them. There was nothing stopping him now as he leaned in closer to the small
boy and started to undo his jeans.
"No." Daryl says quickly. Swallowing hard and still not looking at his brother.
Rick grunts, before grabbing Daryl's chin and forcing his face to his own. His
tongue forces it's way into the young boys mouth and licks at him. Daryl tries
to tell him to stop but it is muffled. The loud sounds of the action movie
playing on the big screen, drown out any wet popping sounds from the kiss. And
Daryl's protests as well.
Daryl's small hands push at Rick's chest to get him off of him. Rick pulls back
after a moment and sucked in a frustrated breath.
"You really want me to tell mom and dad that you were bad?" Rick threatens, "I
don't want to, I love you. You know I wouldn't want to see you in trouble."
Rick reaches up to caress the boys cheek and Daryl frowns. Scared of being
punished if Rick told them he was bad.
"No." Daryl says quietly wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Good. Take off your shorts and underwear."
Daryl looks around the empty, dark room for a moment. Before he does as he's
told, undoing his shorts and slipping them down to his ankles before
reluctantly pushing down his panties. Letting them both pool on the floor
before stepping out of them. The air conditioning makes him shiver, little
goosebumps rising over his hairless thighs. He doesn't look at Rick directly,
but he can see him pull his cock out from his jeans. His face goes red and he
shifts around uncomfortably.
"My good boy." Rick purrs before he was moving. Slipping down from his seat to
the floor. He moves until he is positioned on his kees between Daryl's thighs.
"Gonna' lick your pussy, Daryl. I'm gonna' get you nice and wet and ready for
my cock." Rick says to him as he parts his thighs and pulls Daryl forward in
his seat. Pressing his legs up over his shoulders before sinking further down.
Daryl squirms and tried to close his legs, "You... ya' can't put your face
there!" He protests weakly with fear.
"Be quiet."
Rick hushes him and presses his face forward, making Daryl move more. He can
feel Rick's fingers spreading his moist lips, exposing his hole to the cool
air. It make him whimper and shiver at the same time. He can feel Rick's hot
tougue licking him now, long slow swipes over his hole and his nub. The boy
shivers and shakes, having to bite the back of his hand to not make noise.
Rick just goes in, licking quicker and shoving his tongue all around. Flicking
the tip quickly over Daryl's nub, feeling his thighs start to shake. His moans
muffled, as he sucks on the nub now. Getting Daryl's juices in his mouth, over
his lips and chin. He can hear Daryl straining to be quiet, to try and get him
to stop. Though the older boy just ignores it as he shoves his muscle into
Daryl's hole. Darting it in and out, fucking him open, feeling his insides
tremble and starts to leak more.
Daryl doesn't know what to do, squirming and whimpering as Rick's tongue
violated him. His mouth fitting right over his small lips, it felt like he was
devouring him. He wouldn't admit that it felt good, that his stomach was
tightening up again like last time. He wanted it to stop, for Rick to go away
and leave his privates alone.
Rick was getting impatient, his cock rock hard and leaking as he strokes
himself with his free hand. He wanted so bad to just fuck Daryl, to shove his
cock in and hold nothing back. To cum deep inside the boys hole, he loved Daryl
so much. He just couldn't help himself. Since the day he first laid eyes on
him, found out his secret he just knew he had to make Daryl's his. Always.
He goes faster, sucking and licking desperately at Daryl's nub. He knew it
wouldn't be long before Daryl came, and he'd get to be inside him once more.
The weeks after the first time were the worse, knowing Daryl needed to heal.
And their parents were like hawks, not because they knew but because they were
parents. Rick jerked off ever night from the memory, wishing he could just go
to Daryl's room every night. Wondering what it would feel like to make Daryl
choke on his dick. To come down his throat. It always went to such bad places
in his head. Thinking how he could just rip off his panties and fuck him. Not
care about the pain, about his healing.
Rick even went into his room a few times to jerk off, Daryl sound asleep.
Obvlious to Rick standing over him, imagining just pushing his panties to the
side as he slept. Sliding into that tight wet warmth he missed. Imagining Daryl
waking up just as he shot his load into him. It worked every time, leaving Rick
gasping and cumming on Daryl. Watching it land on the boys back or chest, or
when he was feeling bold, on his panties. Part of him wished he could have been
bold enough to shoot it into his parted lips. Watch it stick to the soft flesh
and slide down his throat.
Thinking about all of that just made Rick harder. Returning his attention to
eating Daryl out, his jaw aches and he just needs Daryl to come. Which wasn't
long after, the poor boy so worked up from the new sensations. That all it took
to get him to go over the edge was for Rick to let go of his cock, and roughly
shove two fingers into his sopping wet hole. Daryl arches and muffled a loud
cry with his hands, his insides clamping down on Rick fingers. His walls
shivering and vibrating from each new wave that hit him.
Rick groans into Daryl's pussy before pulling back. Pulling his fingers from
his hole and sitting back to catch his breath. Blue hues looking to Daryl who
looked completely wreaked. His legs spread wide open, his face red, chest
gasping, hair a mess. He looked gorgeous.
His cock twitches and before Daryl can recover he is pulling Daryl to the
ground. He tries to get out of his hold but is too weak from his orgasm. Making
it easy for Rick to push Daryl down onto his stomach and quickly lay on his
back.
"I'm gonna' fuck you so good, baby." Rick huffs by Daryl's ear, making the boy
gasp and move around. Rick thinks he hears 'no please don't' but he brushes it
off. Knowing that Daryl was ready for it and he was going to give it to him.
He presses his arm down on the back of Daryl's neck to keep him pinned to the
ground. His free hand moving between them so he could guide his cock to Daryl's
entrance. Once there he pushes into him with a loud groan, feeling the young
boys walls streach around his girth. He was so tight still, tight and wet and
hot. It was a eay slip in and he doesn't stop until he is pressed as far in as
he could get. Having to pause to catch his breath. He was deeper now then he
had been while Daryl was facing him last time.
Daryl can feel himself being streached, Rick large cock forcing it's way inside
his body. He whimpers and feels tears forming in his eyes, it doesn't hurt as
much as the first time. But there was still enough pain to make him
uncomfortable. Though there was nothing he could do with Rick laying on him,
having his arm pressed to the back of his neck painfully. Squeezing his eyes
shut he focuses on the sounds of the movie and not on Rick's ragged breathing
in his ear.
"You're so fucking tight. Fuck, Daryl. I could cum right now." Rick says,
moving one leg up a bit before pulling out and slamming back into him. He gets
in deeper this time and Daryl cries out lowly.
He picks up a hard pace quickly, fucking Daryl's tight pussy open. Forcing him
to take his cock, to stretch around his girth more and more each time. Until he
could more or less pull out and push in with ease. Daryl cries silently, hating
how he can feel his build up happening again. The sound of slapping skin and
Rick grunting and breathing heavily was all that filled the boys ears. As much
as he tried to block it out, he couldn't. He was hyper aware of every inch of
Rick inside him, of the way it made his ass bounce every time he thrusted in.
How their bodies were hot dispite the cold temperature in the room.
Rick couldn't hold back, pounding Daryl hard and quick. Needing to come,
wanting to fill the boy with his seed. It had been too long, he vowed to never
wait so long again. During the next two weeks that they were alone Rick would
have him every day, in every way.
He can feel Daryl tightening up around him, as he fucked him. The boy was going
to come again, come around his cock. Rick wanted it so bad, to feel it.
"Come on Daryl... come for me. Be a good boy." Rick says in a hushed tone,
sitting up a bit to make his thrusts harder. Practically hitting right up
against the boys cervix like last time.
Daryl lets out small little pained sounds, gasping and grabbing at the dirty
floor he was laying on.
"C'mon. Say it, say you're about to come."
Daryl gasps, "I-- imma'..." he can't speak, it sounds like he's chocking every
time Rick pushed in him.
"Ugh, yeah." Rick moans out, moving to grab part of Daryl's ass cheek and lip
to open him up a little more. Fingertips feeling his wet dick driving into the
boys tight soaked hole.
Daryl whimpers, clenching up as he finally was pushed over the edge. Cumming
hard around Rick's cock that was still fucking into him. His mind goes fuzzy
and he goes still, cheek resting on the dirty floor as he tried to catch his
breath. His small body rocking almost lifeless as Rick continues his assult on
his abused hole.
It only takes a few more hard, deep thrusts for Rick to tense up. Groaning as
he shot into Daryl, strips of hot cum filling the boy up. Breathing hard as he
picks up a slow tired pace, milking himself. Wanting every drop to be in the
boy. Soon he stops all together, laying on top of Daryl's back. His cock still
in him as he breaths in heavily. The movie still blaring, hiding what he had
just done.
He wonders what someone would say if they found them here. Daryl pinned face
down on the floor, Rick's softening dick buried inside his twelve year old step
brother's pussy. Maybe it was best not to get caught, they wouldn't understand
that Rick needed to do this. That he loved Daryl beyond their understanding.
Soon he sits up and back, slipping out of Daryl who still laid lifeless on the
ground. Though Rick could see him breathing. He would be alright once he came
down from his high. Curious hands move forward, spreading Daryl's swollen lips.
Watching best he could in the dark, his cum dribbling out of Daryl. His thumbs
move to try and push some of it back in.
"I'm gonna' have to get you a plug, so you can keep my cum inside you all day."
Rick comments, moving to pull up his jeans. Tucking himself away and fixing his
shirt, even smoothing down his hair. Before hands reach out to pull Daryl up
from the ground. Turning the boy to face him as he pulled him close. Wiping his
face of tears and popcorn, kissing his forehead and telling him how much he
loved him. Rick even pulls on Daryl's panties and shorts for him. Getting him
back in his seat, then sitting next to him.
Daryl was quiet and sleepy, shifting around to get comfortable as he is sore.
Rick wraps his arm around his thin shoulders, claiming him as he pulls the
younger male to his side to cuddle. Rick felt better, not so pent up anymore.
Thinking about all the toys he could get to use on Daryl now. Plugs were a good
start, maybe something that would vibrate.
They are both quiet as the movie plays out the last few scenes. The plot lost
on them both, though neither were really paying attention anyway.
--
Rick gives Daryl a piggy back ride out of the movie theater, feeling he
deserves to be spoild for a bit. Even taking him down the block to get ice
cream. Daryl seemed happy enough with it, smiling as he shoved spoonfuls of
chocolate and bananas in his mouth.
They hold hands on the way home, little protest coming from Daryl. It was a
good day for Rick, one of many he hoped. Or he'd just have to make sure, one
way or the other.
He unlocks the door and Daryl darts inside and Rick follows after him.
"Wait." Rick calls out to Daryl who stops in his tracks. All he wanted was to
take a shower, wash away the dry cum that he could feel sticking to him.
"New house rules. You have to be naked any time we are home alone. So unless we
go out or have company, you have to be naked. Got it?" Rick says, heart leaping
into his throat at the idea of Daryl just always being ready for him.
Daryl hesitates, "But..."
"If you don't follow the rules you'll be punished." Rick gives him a look
saying he wasn't kidding.
Daryl was scared again, not sure what Rick would do to him. What could be worse
then Rick forcing himself on him? Daryl didn't want to find out,
"Okay." He strips naked and holds his clothes to his chest,
"Gonna' shower." The boy states then darts upstairs to the bathroom.
Rick frowns at him, since he couldn't get a good look at him naked. Though he
doesn't stop him, as he heads into the living room and turns on the TV. He
could order them food later, he was pretty exhausted.
--
Rick doesn't remember falling asleep, but soon he is waking. Tired eyes
blinking open to see the TV was changed to cartoons. Daryl's small naked body
curled up next to him as he ate some chips.
"What time is it?" Rick rasps out looking for the time, feeling Daryl jump a
bit.
"S'Eight thirty." Daryl says softly, licking his lips and setting his chips
down on the table.
"Did you eat?"
Daryl shakes his head and sits up a bit, bringing his body to Rick's attention.
He was still naked, his thin body littered with little bruises. Rick licks his
lips and moves to sit up a bit more. Stretching out and run a hand through his
curls,
"I'll order us some pizza. Okay?"
Daryl nods,
"Okay."
Rick smiles and kisses him on the lips before grabbing his phone and ordering
pizza.
***** Batman *****
Chapter Summary
     Batman is Daryl's favorite.
Chapter Notes
     Admittedly I fleshed out this story line and I know where I want it
     to go. SO I will be adding a bit more plot along with the smut.
     Any questions just leave a comment and I'll answer them!
Daryl was settled in his bath, Rick had gone out to meet one of his friends.
His best friend actually, Shane, who Daryl met a few times. Honestly Daryl was
just happy to be alone for a while, and used that time to eat junk foods and
now wash up. It would seem he never felt clean anymore, like some times he
could feel Rick still inside him. Or feel where his cum would dry up on his
skin, even if it wasn't there. So here he was, snuggling up with his favorite
Batman toy in his bubble bath.
Time passed slow and it was nice, until he started to feel a tingle down there.
His face flushed and screwed up a bit in confusion. His hand moving between his
legs and his fingers rubbing over his lips. Before they pressed further in,
making him jump when he brushed over his sensitive clit.
"Oh, Batman... it's weird." Daryl breaths looking to his Batman action figure
which was propped up on the side of the tub.
He takes a breath and rubs his fingers over his clit now, slow and scared. It
tingled more and made his stomach clench up the more he rubbed. He had to lean
back and spread his legs to add more fingers.
He imagined Batman was really there with him, all dressed up and ready to fight
crime. Though he took time to be here with him, kneeled between Daryl's thighs.
His gloved hand between the boys lips, rubbing his spot for Daryl now.
"You're so beautiful, Daryl." Batman says and smiles at the boy, making Daryl
gasp as his fingers move faster. "Thank you Batman, you too! So strong! You'll
protect me right? You'll make me feel good?"
"Yes Daryl, I love you."
"I love you too." Daryl's body was shaking and he squeezed his eyes shut. Yet
he could still see Batman there, "Ahh, please!"
Batman moves forward to line up his cock with Daryl's hole, ready to fuck the
boy senseless and Daryl was ready. To let Batman have him, to feel love and
protection. "Please...fu--"
"DARYL?"
Rick's voice calls out for him, bringing Daryl back to reality. He pulls his
hand away from himself gasping loudly. It ached between his thighs and he
wanted so much to just ignore him and finish.
"I-- I'm taking a bath." Daryl calls out sitting up straighter now. Looking to
the closed bathroom door, not wanting it to open.
"I left you a present outside the door. Put it on and come to my room." Rick's
voice isn't as loud, echoing just outside the bathroom door. Daryl's heart was
racing so fast he wondered if Rick could hear it.
"Ok." Daryl calls back and sighs out, waiting to hear Rick's footsteps walk
away before he finished washing up.
Stepping out he grabs the Batman toy to sit on the sink as he pulls the plug to
let his bath water drain. He then drys off, avoiding the mirror, as he didn't
want to see himself. He felt embarrassed about what he did in the tub and it
was worse because it still ached between his legs. He still had the feeling
like he wanted to finish what he started.
Daryl ignores it however and peaks outside the bathroom to find the bag Rick
spoke about. He furrows his brows since the thing was covered in rainbows and
pink glitter. Grabbing the bag he pulls it into the bathroom and locked the
door. Ripping it open he expected maybe a new toy, but instead it was a
muticolored tutu. Frowning he dug further and found cotton pink panties and a
tank top.
Daryl didn't like it, he wasn't a girl, at least he never felt like one. But he
remembers Rick's comand to put it on and he didn't want to get punished. So he
reluctantly pulls all of it on, hating how it felt on him. He grabs up is
Batman toy and hides it under his blankets on his room.
Once that was done he went into Rick's room. He found Rick sitting on his bed
laughing over something on his phone. The older boy stops dead though when
Daryl walks in, staring at the younger boy now,
"Daryl." Rick says putting his phone to the side and motioning to Daryl to come
to him. As he moves his legs off the side of the bed.
Daryl hesitates before he walked into the room. Stoping a few inches before the
bed, which makes Rick pull him the rest of the way. Large hands on the boys
hips as he settled Daryl to stand between his legs. Scared hands move to rest
on Rick's shoulders.
"You look cute." Rick squeezed the boys hips before reaching up to rearrange
his dark wet hair. "And you smell so good."
"Thank you." Daryl speaks in a small polite tone, hating how his lower half
responded with a quiver. His core still tingling and aching too be touched. He
wonders if he could sneak away to finish. Though he doesn't think Rick will let
him go now that he has him. At least not for awhile anyway.
"I was thinking about you all day." Rick goes on, hands running back down the
boys sides before dipping between his legs. His skin was still so soft, like a
girls, one hand moving in circles on his inner thigh. As the other presses up
between his legs, fingers coming in contact with Daryl's soaked panties. There
is clear surprise on the older boys face, his finger stroking over the wet
area. "Were you thinking about me too?"
Daryl tries to respond but it is cut off by a moan, the attention to his
sensitive area making him shiver. His face flushes and he looks away from Rick,
not wanting to see his reaction. He wished he was still alone in the bathtub
with Batman.
"Did you..." Rick paused and brought his damp fingers to his nose, "... did you
touch yourself? While I was gone?"
"I... I didn't mean too. I jus' felt all tingly and I... I... jus' wanted it to
go away." Daryl talks in a slight higher pitch, his words almost stumbling over
each other. Nerves already shot at this point and he feels his chest tighten
up, like he wanted to cry.
"You can't touch yourself with out my say so, Daryl. You... that's the rule!"
Rick shoves Daryl back a bit, frustration clear in his tone. The boy now
confused, Rick never said that to him before, how was he supposed to know.
"I didn't know!" Daryl looks to Rick with pleading eyes. Hands pressing to his
out chest. "I... I'm sorry!"
Rick shakes his head and stands up, hands quickly undoing his belt, "I still
have to punish you. So you know not to do it again."
Daryl's heart jumps into his throat as Rick slipped his belt out from each of
his jean loops, "Please, I'm sorry. I won't do it again!" Another step back and
Daryl wonders if he could make it to the room door behind him. Rick shakes his
head again, "You can't break the rules, you break the rules you get punished.
That's how it has to be, it has too!"
Rick gets the belt fully out and folds it over, "Make this easy, get on the
bed." He motions with the belt and Daryl shakes his head,
"No..."
"Don't make me do it the hard way Daryl. It won't be so bad." He motions again.
However this time Daryl darts back towards the door.
His little hands grab the knob, but Rick is quicker. Grabbing a fist full of
Daryl's hair, yanking him back. A whine leaves the boy and his hands dart up to
grab onto Rick hand in is hair. Using the grip Rick drag Daryl to the bed,
tossing him on top of it on his belly. Letting go of his hair he wastes no time
with Dragging Daryl up by his hips. Making him kneel on his hands and knees.
Daryl whimpers and is too scared to move, limbs slightly shaking. He never been
hit with a belt before, he was nervous.
"You made me do this Daryl, if you were a good girl... boy. This is your
fault." Rick runs his hands through his curls before ripping the new panties
from the boys body. Tossing the ruined item to the ground.
Daryl gasps and grips the sheets, tears sliding down his face. Teeth biting
into his bottom lip as Rick grabs the tutu and also rips it off of him. Making
red marks and small bruises rise all over his pale skin.
"Look at you, I can't even get you nice things." Rick growls and pulls Daryl
further to the edge of the bed. Causing the boys feet to dangle over the side,
his holes fully exposed to Rick.
Pulling back the belt he quickly hit him, right across his right ass cheek.
Daryl jumps and screams out, he had never been hit before. The pain moved
through his back and legs. Without warning Rick whipped him across his left
cheek. Large red marks surface, and Daryl's top half hits the bed as he buries
his face there. He moans this time, without meaning to. Breathing so hard he
thinks he might pass out.
"Two for touching yourself without asking. Two more for making me rip your new
clothes." Rick's breath was a little shakey too, he has to take a breath.
He pulls back hitting the right cheek again, a little softer this time. Yet the
cracking sound still echoes loud in their ears. Daryl's voice was raw from
yelling which turned into moans, yet he can't help it. Rick hesitates before
delivering the last blow to Daryl's left cheek. The boy whines and chokes a
bit, hearing the belt drop to the ground with a clank.
Rick moves to press his hands to Daryl's cheeks. They were hot, and he could
feel the raised skin, he knew it would bruise. Too hard, too hard.
Daryl was exhausted, sucking in shakey breaths as Rick rolled him over on to
his back. Rick's face was torn with emotion but Daryl couldn't read what they
were. Could barely see through his watery eyes.
"I'm sorry, I had to, I have too." Rick mumbles out as his hands undo his
jeans. Not looking at Daryl as he unzips them and pushes them down to his knees
along with his underwear. Daryl whimpers but doesn't try to stop him as he
pushes his thighs apart.
Daryl was still wet, wetter then when Rick had touched him before. It was so
easy to slip his cock fully into his brother. Rick grunts, moving to hide his
face in Daryl's neck. The burn of the streach around Rick's cock was nothing
compared to what he still felt at his cheeks. Though it had started to become
numb a bit now. Tingling even, which went straight to is pussy. It was weird,
but he was too tired to try and figure it out. He just laid there on his back
with Rick draped over him, the other boys cock buried inside of him.
"I'm sorry..." Rick mumbles as he begins to thrust. Slow deep thrusts that
softly rock their bodies. "... I'll make it better."
Daryl turned his head to the side looking at nothing. Pretending he couldn't
feel himself being stretched over and over again. Pretending he couldn't feel
the familiar clench in his belly, he was going to come. But he was too tired to
care, his body felt like it was floating. His hands moving to hold onto Rick's
shoulders.
Rick reached down to press his hand between them. Fingers quickly rubbing over
Daryl's clit wanting him to get off fast. It makes the boy moan lazily. His
hands dropping to grip the sheets once again as his body tenses up.
"I love you so much Daryl... I do! I just want to love you. Always." Rick
started to mumble again,
Thrusting harder now, "C'mon Daryl, lets both come. Come together." He goes on
rubbing quicker and quicker, making Daryl's body start to shake.
"Yes." Rick gasped, fucking him harder now, forcing himself deeper inside. "...
yes."
Daryl squeezes his eyes shut, pleasure rocking his body and before he knew it
he came. A little raspy yelp leaving him as his insides clenched around Rick
tightly. Which made Rick give two more almost violent thrusts before he came
inside Daryl.
"You okay?"
Daryl gives no response and Rick pulls back to see Daryl had passed out. He
strokes his face as he started to soften. Pulling out of him Rick sits up
before crawling up Daryl's body. Pausing to listen to his soft breathing for a
moment. Carefully he rubbed the head of his cock over Daryl's lips before
shaking his head. He rolls off of Daryl and pulled his jeans back on. Bright
blues stare at the boy from where he stood. His body limp and hairless, red
marks littering his frame. He looked beautiful.
Rick pulled his eyes away before leaving the room.
--
After cleaning Daryl up and smoothing ointment over his sore cheeks. Rick
dressed him in his favorite pajamas and took him back to his own bed. Laying
him down and pulling the blankets over him. Daryl didn't wake, and Rick didn't
blame him. Had he gone too far? Too soon?
Rick sighed and laid fully clothed on top of the blankets covering Daryl.
Feeling something hard jab his side he sits up to see a Batman figure. He looks
it over, seeing the worn out edges of it. Daryl loved that toy above all
others. He moves Daryl's arm so he could tuck the toy in there and lay back
down. His arm wrapped around his brother, holding him as he slept.
--
"That's fucking gay." Shanes voice makes Rick jump, turning to see his friend
leaning against Daryl's bedroom door.
"Shut up he's sleeping." Rick checks to make sure he still was before getting
out of the bed and ushering Shane out of the room.
"What are you doing here so late?" Rick questions as they walked down the hall
to his room.
"Well your parents are gone, right? I figured I could come squat for the night.
I mean unless you're busy." Shane says stepping into Rick's room and looking
around, "Christ, it smells like sex in here."
Rick tenses up and closes the door, "Shut up." He plays it off after a moment
and Shane lets out a loud laugh, "I'm just messing with you calm down. We both
know you can't get laid."
Rick smirks and punches the other boys arm, "Screw off."
--
Daryl woke, but he did not know the time. Rubbing his eyes and finding he was
in his own bed, he wonders if it had all been a dream. His fingers curl around
the Batman toy tucked in his arm as he moves to sit up. A dull pain moves
through but it was nothing compared to what he expected it to feel like.
His stomach growls and he is compelled to get out of bed. Tip toeing out of his
room and down the hall opposite to Rick room. Since he thought he was asleep.
He continues to tip toe downstairs and into the kitchen. Though he stops dead
in his tracks when he sees Rick and Shane sitting on the counter eatting hot
pockets.
They don't see him right away so he is quiet.
"Yeah, Father Gabriel is still a prick." Shane says through a mouthful, "He put
his damn hand on my thigh, and I threatened to break his jaw."
"Yeah? What did he do?" Rick questions with furrowed brows. Nubbling on his
food and noticeably going tense.
"He said I was the one with the pervert thoughts and that I needed to pray."
Shane took a drink, "Then went behind my back and told my parent some line
about me being overly aggressive."
"Damn."
"Worst part is, I'M the one who has to go to anger management twice a week."
Shane frowns and tosses the end bit into the bin.
"Didn't you tell your parents what happened?"
"You know they didn't believe me, I had already had that fight. I talked them
out of sending me then. They said that, 'it's becoming a recurring issue'."
Shane rolled his eyes and finished off his drink.
"Lucky you don't have to anymore." Shane then adds in, bumping Rick's shoulder
with his own.
"Yeah, lucky me," Rick gave a humorless chuckle.
Daryl at that pointed stepped into the kitchen, "I'm hungry." All eyes were on
him now, he grips Batman tighter.
"You're feeling better?" Rick asks jumping down from the counter. Daryl nods
but says nothing further.
"Better? He's not sick is he?" Shane chimes in, looking Daryl over. "He looks a
little sick."
"He's not sick." Rick swallowed and moved to Daryl to pick him up. Daryl
wrapped himself around the bigger boy.
"I fell on my butt while I was playin'. It hurt but, it's better." Daryl lies
and even Rick looks to him with surprise on his features.
"Oh." Shane says, obviously not expecting Daryl to respond. Normally the boy
was shy around him and any guest that came over.
Daryl moves to rest his head on Rick's shoulder, "Hungry." He whines a bit and
that seemed to bring Rick back from his daze.
"Alright buddy, lets find you something to eat." Rick rubs his hand over his
back and walks him over to the refrigerator and opens it up.
Shane watches them as they look through it. Daryl lazily leaned on Rick, with a
death grip on his Batman toy. It was weird to think they weren't related from
how close they seemed to be. He watches as they settle on frozen pizza.
"You can head up to my room if you want, I'm gonna' get Daryl settled in and
then take a shower." Rick then says looking back to Shane, noticing he was
staring at them.
"Right."
He jumps down from the counter and makes his way back to Rick's room. He takes
a moment before he looks around, hues scanning his best friends room. There was
just something that was off, wasn't it? Maybe he was just tired. He's about to
give up when he spots something colorful sticking out from trash. Hesitation
comes before he goes over to inspect. Confused however as he finds ruined
panties and tutu. Shane doesn't know what to do with this information. He
decides to ignore it and go to lay on Rick's bed. His mind wondering.
--
"You lied." Rick states, sitting next to Daryl as he ate the pizza. The boy
swings his legs a bit as Batman sits on the table watching them.
"Yes." Daryl says not looking at Rick, while he continued to take small bites
and chew them slowly. Rick moves to press curls from his face with a sigh.
"Why?"
Daryl paused and set down his food, before he turns to Rick and presses a soft
kiss to his lips. Big blues pull back to stare at the older boy. There was
something there but Rick couldn't read it. And before long Daryl went back to
eatting.
"Oh..." He still didn't get it, but he decides to let it go. Moving he pressed
a kiss to the top of the boys head. "... don't stay up to late."
With that Rick stood and leave Daryl alone to eat. When he was gone Daryl wiped
his lips with the back of his hand.
He looks to Bathman as he ate, "Yes. I'm sure." Daryl says softly, "I love you
too." Batman remains silent.
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