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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      DCU_(Comics)
  Relationship:
      Roy_Harper/Original_Male_Character
  Character:
      Roy_Harper, Original_Male_Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Anonymous_Sex
  Series:
      Part 11 of Comics_Kink_Bingo_Fics
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-22 Words: 525
****** Anything for the High ******
by Merfilly
Summary
     Roy had to earn the money for drugs somehow
They never had faces. Roy wouldn't let himself look at their faces.
Most didn't want him too.
It had started with an offer made when he was already feeling the itch in his
veins. Five, ten minutes, just him down on his knees, trying not to gag at the
feel or the smell or just the act itself...and he had enough to score a hit.
This one, though, had promised him enough for several scores. All he had to do
was let the john do what he wanted for a whole hours. One whole hour, and Roy
would have the cash to get what his blood was singing for, all so he could
forget again.
//Forget the abandonment, forget the people who didn't care if he existed,
forget the humiliation...//
He shoved it all down, focusing on the here and now. The john was clean, didn't
smell bad, and even seemed to want to go slow. Roy could feel the old shag
carpet under his knees, and focused on the way it abraded his skin in some ways
as the john presented his cock, not even hard yet, for him.
This faceless john was nothing Roy had ever really wanted. The one he wanted
was far out of reach now, but Roy couldn't defile his memories. So he didn't
think of his best friend, didn't picture him here instead.
He focused on the cock, sucking at it, licking, teasing and then taking it in
as far as he could without retching. The john tangled his hands in Roy's hair,
and started fucking his mouth, making that part harder, but Roy held on, made
it as good as he could.
Only the guy didn't want to get off that way. Fully hard and balls tight with
lust, the john pulled away from Roy and looked at the bed.
"Face down."
They were the first words spoken since they'd gotten into the motel room, and
they made Roy's skin crawl up his shoulders. He hadn't done this yet, not with
one of the faceless men.
He started to back off, to wheedle it back to a series of blowjobs, but his arm
tingled and he felt the pinch of pain in his guts. It would just be one hour,
and surely the guy couldn't use all that time fucking him?
It was harder, not thinking of Robbie now. The john didn't care if Roy liked
the way he shoved right in, or not. He just started fucking the teen beneath
him, holding himself up, pinning Roy.
Robbie had never done that too him. He'd taken his time and made it slow and
easy, sliding in and out gently, shifting until he found that spot that made
Roy's eyes tear up and his balls ache and his cock want to explode.
The john grunted as he slammed into Roy again, coming hard in the midst of
panting along the back of Roy's neck, and the redhead wished he could just
escape into the past, when people at least pretended to give a damn about him.
And there was still forty minutes he had to entertain the john....
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