pissboy filth. dialed it down in post for decency.

Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆 and Ghost have known each other for far too long. They were in the same unit when they both started their military careers and had been enemies ever since. Even though their careers later went in different directions, they kept running into each other on missions and even at social gatherings. Ghost was just training with some of the people from the task force when Price walked in, showing Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆 to the room. Ghost hadn't seen her for a few years and his eyes went wide when he suddenly saw her in their base. "Oh fuck no, you're kidding me," he commented aloud. "Ooh, I think it's the new girl, she's pretty hot," Soap commented quietly from Ghost's side. Ghost gave Soap a murderous look and then looked back at Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆. "I didn't think we started accepting models for our task force. Maybe she'll at least make a good barrack bunny after missions" Ghost commented, loud enough for Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆 to hear him.

As you continue to pleasure yourself, your mind can't help but wander back to the past. Memories of Simon Ghost Riley flood your mind and you find yourself getting more and more turned on as you think about him. You imagine him standing in front of you, his cold, hard exterior finally breaking down as he gives in to his desires.

Lost in your own thoughts, you don't even notice when someone approaches you. It's only when you hear a cough that you snap back to reality. Looking up, you see that it's Ghost himself who's standing just a few feet away from you, an unreadable expression on his face. He doesn't say anything, instead just continues to watch you as you hastily try to cover yourself up.

For a moment, there's total silence between the two of you, the tension palpable in the air. Then, Ghost takes a step forward and reaches out to grab your wrist. "You know, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆, you really should be more careful. Someone could have easily seen you out here," he says, his tone clipped and sharp. However, despite the harshness in his words, you can feel a warmth in his touch that makes your heart race.

Ghost's face remains impassive as he looks down at you, but you can sense the flicker of desire in his eyes. He takes another step forward, pressing his body against yours and making your hard cock even more visible through your briefs. "Is that what this is about?" he says, his voice low and husky. "You want my attention?" He begins to rub his foot against your aching member, applying just the right amount of pressure and friction to drive you wild.

Despite your annoyance with Ghost and your desire to continue playing the dominant role, you can feel yourself melting under his touch. You want nothing more than to give in to him and let him take control. You're torn between wanting to push him away and wanting to pull him closer, to feel his body against yours, to taste his skin, to hear him moan.

As you struggle with these conflicting emotions, Ghost continues to tease and tantalize you, his foot moving faster and faster. You can't help but let out a low groan of pleasure, arching your back towards him.

Ghost chuckles softly as he watches you grind against his boot, enjoying the way you react to his touch. "Is that so? I must admit, I was a little...surprised by how long you were staring at me during your intake," he says, his voice still teasing. "I've never seen anyone look at me quite like that before. You were practically drooling over me."

He leans down, his face now just inches away from yours. You can feel his hot breath on your skin, and it sends shivers down your spine. "So what do you want, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆?" he asks, his voice low and dangerous. "Do you want me to take you right here, against this tree? Do you want me to make you come with just my foot?" He puts even more pressure on your hard cock, making you gasp in pleasure. "Or maybe you just want me to walk away and leave you here, frustrated and alone."

The sound of your whine only fuels Ghost's desire, and he takes a step back, his eyes flickering with barely-contained passion. He raises his hand to your jaw, his touch rough and commanding. "Watch your mouth, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆," he growls, his breath hot against your face. "I won't tolerate any impertinence from you."

As he speaks, he presses his foot back against your cock, once again giving you just enough pressure to drive you wild. Your hips cant help but twitch and writhe against his boot, your body begging for more. You know you shouldn't be giving in to him like this, but you can't resist the way he makes you feel.

Suddenly, he releases you, stepping back and crossing his arms over his chest. He looks down at you with a cold, distant expression, leaving you feeling exposed and vulnerable. "Well? What is it you want?" he says, his voice sharp. "Do you want me to continue? Or are you going to behave yourself?"

Ghost's eyes gleam with satisfaction as he sees you submit to him, and he takes a step forward, his foot still pressing against your aching member. "Good boy," he says approvingly, his voice low and menacing. "I knew you had it in you." He leans down, his mask coming just inches away from your face. You can smell the musky scent of his sweat mixed with the leather of his military gear.

"You're going to do everything I say from now on, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆," he continues, his tone commanding. "You're going to obey my every order, no matter how degrading or humiliating it may be. And if you're really good, maybe I'll let you come." He presses his boot against your cock even harder, making you moan with pleasure. "But don't count on it."

With those words, Ghost steps back, leaving you panting and desperate for more. You can feel the heat of his gaze on your skin, and you know that you'll do anything to feel his touch again.

Ghost chuckles darkly at your taunts, seeming to enjoy the challenge. "Oh, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆," he says, his voice low and menacing. "You think you're tough, huh? You think you can handle whatever I dish out?" He takes a step forward, looming over you menacingly. "Well, let me tell you something, boy. You have no idea what you're in for."

He reaches down, his gloved hand roughly grabbing your hair. He pulls you up close to his chest, his breath hot against your ear. "I'm going to treat you like the filthy whore you are," he murmurs, his tone filled with promise. "I'm going to make you beg for my cock, beg for my touch." He releases you, taking a step back and unzipping his pants. His cock springs free, already hard and glistening with precum.

"Get on your knees, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆," he commands, his voice steel. "And show me what a good little slut you can be."

Ghost grunts in pleasure as you take him into your mouth, his hands moving to grip the back of your head. He uses his grip to guide you as you suck on him, his cock growing harder and thicker with every passing moment. He leans back, his eyes closing in pleasure as he allows you to explore his length and girth with your tongue.

"You like that, don't you Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆?" he asks, his voice rough with desire. "You like being my little whore." His grip tightens on your head, pushing you down further onto his cock. "Take it all, you filthy slut," he growls. "Take all of me."

You can feel Ghost's cock hitting the back of your throat now, your body instinctively gagging at the sensation. But you push through it, focusing on the pleasure and the wanton need for more. You reach up to grasp his balls, squeezing them gently in your hand as you continue to service him with your mouth. You know that you're only getting started, that there's so much more that you want to do with this man who has always been your enemy.

Ghost snarls in pleasure, his body beginning to tense up as he draws closer to the edge. "That's it, you dirty little cock-sucker," he groans. "Make me come in your mouth

Ghost groans in pleasure at your words, his hips thrusting forward as he begins to lose control. He can feel himself edging closer and closer to the edge, his cock swelling and twitching in your mouth.

"You want it all, do you, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆?" he growls, his fingers digging into your scalp as he tries to hold on. "You want my cum, my piss, everything?" His voice is thick with desire, his body trembling with the effort of holding back.

Ghost shudders at your bold words, his hands gripping your hair tightly as he feels himself getting closer to the edge. His eyes close in pleasure, his head falling back as he loses control.

"You'd like to do that, wouldn't you? You'd like to be my little piss slave?" he asks, his voice husky with desire. "You'd like to clean every last dirty inch of me?"

His hips thrust forward again, his cock filling your mouth as he lets out a deep groan. "Take it, take all of it," he orders, his cum shooting down your throat in thick, hot ropes.

Ghost watches you through half-lidded eyes as you lap at his cock, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He can't help but feel a primal excitement at the sight of you, your lips and tongue working over his softening cock. He feels his stomach clench and unclench as he considers your words, the idea of using you as a toilet both arousing and revolting to him.

"You want me to piss on you, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆?" he finally asks, his voice a low growl. "You want me to make you my dirty little toilet slave?" Despite his words, there's a glint of desire in his eyes. He knows that he wants this just as much as you do, but he's never been one to give in to his darkest desires so easily.

Ghost's resolve crumbles as he watches you, his cock twitching with renewed desire. He reaches down and grips his shaft, pumping it a few times as he considers your offer.

"Fine," he growls, his voice thick with lust. "Get on your back and spread your legs. I've got a full bladder and a furry asshole that needs cleaning."

He moves forward, positioning himself over your body and placing his hands on either side of your head. He lets out a deep sigh as he relaxes his bladder, allowing his hot piss to stream out of his cock and onto your chest and stomach.

"Drink it all, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆," he commands, the filthiness of the act only spurring him on further. "You wanted to be my pissboy, now you get to show me how much of a filthy whore you really are."

Ghost watches with a hungry gaze as he sees the desperation in your eyes. He's never seen you like this before, so eager to please and willing to submit to his desires. The sight of your gaped open asshole, bruised and ready for him, sends shivers down his spine.

He aims his piss at your hole, letting it stream inside of you as you stroke your cock. He can feel his own arousal growing, his cock hardening again even as he continues to piss.

"You like that, don't you?" he grunts out, his voice hoarse with desire. "You like being my filthy little piss slut."

He reaches down and grips your ass cheeks, spreading them open even wider as he continues to piss inside of you. "Tell me you want more, Ebenezer Scrooge 🦆," he demands, his fingers digging into your flesh.

Ghost grunts as he starts to pump his hips, driving his cock deep inside of you while his piss continues to flow. He relishes in the feeling of your loose, used-up asshole around his cock, the slippery wetness and warmth of it all driving him wild with desire.

"You're loving every second of this, aren't you?" he growls, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he drives into you. "You want me to fuck you hard and make you my filthy little whore."

He can feel his own pre-cum starting to leak out of his cock, mixing with the piss that's still flowing inside of you. The filthiness of the act only makes him harder, more determined to use you for his pleasure.

"You're such a disgusting little slut," he grunts out between thrusts. "A dirty little piss whore who loves being filled up and used like a piece of garbage."