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The start pretty much bent me over. A chill ran down my spine when I looked down to find his face on my crotch. The son of a bitch was licking my tip through the cotton fabric of my briefs! While I tried to decide whether it was gross or enticing, my cock stirred like an old cat, suggesting that exciting was more accurate.He licked my shaft from base to head, his tongue pushing the tip of my cock to the side.“Who?” I heard him ask, going back to his rubbing.I gasped when his thumb brushed the back of my tip and shook my head with a stubborn frown.“Okay.”His tongue swirling around the head of my cock over the underwear made me shiver from head to toes. I shut my eyes. His hands circled my hips to grab my buttocks, both to grope them and to keep me in place, as my cock hardened against the wet fabric between it and his tongue. No wonder a minute later I was gasping and panting under my breath, on the way to a pretty decent boner, all things considered.And just like that he stopped
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He took half a step to stand in front of me. I kept staring ahead when he looked down at my crotch. I didn’t need to see what he was doing to know. The waist band of my briefs came down, letting my wagging cock out first, then my nuts. He used both hands to secure the elastic behind my nuts like the first time, pushing everything up and forward. I was surprised when he pulled up my slacks, letting the fly open around my pack to button the waist again. He even took a moment to make sure the seam wasn’t pinching my skin.When he stepped to the side again, his hand away from me for a change, I noticed the fly felt like a cock ring, pressing my nuts against the base of my shaft, just like the button on top of it, and the seams all around, preventing blood from flowing away. My hands clenched in fists. Son of a bitch. It would take me longer to come that way. As to give the final stroke to his piece of art, he pushed the bottoms of my shirt back into the slacks.“There. Nice.”Out of the c
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As to distract me, his other hand groped my butt some more, making me feel like a damn girl.“Unbutton your shirt.”My eyes opened to meet his in disbelief. “What?”He raised his eyebrows, like asking the reason of my surprise. “Unbutton your shirt.”As to convince me, he stroke my cock again slowly. I sighed, hating his guts, and started undoing the small buttons from my chest down.“Show me your nipples.”“No way!”He grasped my cock and brought his face so close to mine, I could feel his breath on my skin.“Beg your pardon?”“I hate you.”“I know. I love it.” A helpless groan came out of my mouth when he stroked my cock again, still staring straight into my eyes from way closer than I ever wanted to have another guy. “Now show me your nipples.”When he saw I was about to do it, his stroking turned gentler and he straightened up, restoring my broad three-inch personal space. The way his eyes moved over my pecs when I pulled my shirt open, adding to his other hand fondling my butt, o
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I had no breath left to curse him. I just stared blankly at him, panting, trembling, struggling to keep my knees from buckling, my whole groin a blaze I knew he wouldn’t let me put out yet.“Tease your nipples,” he commanded.Refusing was out of the question, so I did it.“Like this,” he said, removing his hand from my butt.He put the side of his index finger under my nipple and pressed it with his thumb for a heartbeat, then he stroked it, and tugged, and pinched, and rubbed in small circles. It made me jolt and stiff, and somehow what he did seemed to echo below my waist, making my cock throb and nod in sympathy.“Now you do it. Both nipples at the same time.”I hardly noticed his hand grabbing my butt again, because his other hand went back to my crotch. And as I made myself jerk and gasp, his hand behind me pushed my hips forward softly. His fingers, wrapping my nuts in what was left of oil on them, made me shiver from head to toes once more. He petted and squeezed them while I k
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It was seven-thirty when I left the Square. No vans waiting. None would come for at least another hour. I called an Uber and started the long walk to the nearest gates. My legs protested, still shaky, my thighs still like stones, my groin still oversensitive. What I pity. My head could use the stroll in the quiet evening, down the neat lanes lit by spherical lamps that radiated a warm golden glow every few feet. I thought the fresh air would help me clear my mind. I was wrong. It remained the muddled blank it was when Big Ellie left the room. Like the hormones overdose had drowned any ability to thinking straight. I was not only tired: I felt mentally drained.It’d been worse than I’d ever expected. Even worse than the first time, because the element of surprise had been taken out of the picture. I was fully aware of what would happen, and the ugly truth was that I’d enjoyed it. Once he’d gotten me started, my body had left my mind to deal with whatever troubled it and gave in gladly
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It had to be about power. Anyone would gladly submit to his every whim, so the sick sucker’s kick was finding someone who wouldn’t.How come I’d never felt anything like this with Steph?So weird, though. He’d said I was hot, or that he liked this or that, but he’d kept it together the whole time. He had me jolting and humping and whining and sweating, while he didn’t seem to be the least bit turned on.Not that I was in shape to pay attention to details, but the crotch of his slacks had remained flat as a board, not the slightest sign of a bulge underneath.I just hoped Steph was mad at me about being so late again. That would spare me.To be continued. Of course he wouldn’t stop. Why would he? Not like I could report it. Where would I do it? To HR, to tell our CEO was groping me against my will? Or to the police that considered me a wanted felon?Maybe he couldn’t get it up, so he made up for it edging others who still could. There was no why me. Some snitch from HR had found out ab
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I let her hurry back to the living area, smoothing her clothes out and catching her breath, and lingered in bed to have breakfast. A while later, I found myself standing before the open closet, just out of the shower, nothing on but the towel around my hips, staring blankly at out underwear drawer.To be continued.Yeah, sure, but not today. He wouldn’t seek me out two days in a row. Surely he was way more twisted than that. He would do like before: he’d wait and let me think he’d forgotten about me, so I could forget about him. Only then he’d summon me to the infamous room twelve, just around the bend from the West Wing.Fuck him. Not like I would start picking my clothes with him in mind.Steph had ordered a chicken waldorf to go for me, and it arrived five minutes before my ride. She added a bottle of soy apple juice.“No coffee today, you hear me?” she said, handing me my bag.I held her closer to kiss her, let her pull up my mask and left, feeling a thousand times better than the
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I zoomed out, my guts squirming and my heart drumming. Yeah, that was me alright. Shit! The picture had been taken the night before, and judging by the angle, that dark line on the right edge was Big Ellie’s chair. How could it look like it’d been taken from behind him, like someone else were sitting at the table?“Fuck!” I mumbled, closing my eyes to try to keep it together.His computer. I’d seen him close the lid when I’d gotten into the room. I didn’t recall seeing him lift it again, but I was in no shape to register that kind of detail.The son of a thousand bitches had recorded the whole thing? Sick fucker! Why? Not like he needed anything more to blackmail me and keep me under his thumb.Oh, I hated him so much, I would’ve killed him with my own hands! Playing spy cam on me! Would I find the video on a gay porn site too?“Hey, Dean! Coming before Monday?”Bill’s voice from the door to our office startled me. I jumped to my feet and hurried toward him, putting my phone in my poc
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Big Ellie checked the time on his phone and stood up, swallowing to speak. “Shit! Sorry! You leaving already?”“Yeah, I wanna be there for dinner.” The man stopped right in front of me and smiled wider, stretching out his hand. “You must be Dean. I’m Lou, nice to meet you.”I would’ve jumped past the pool and off the building when I realized he was Mr. All Fours. I shook his hand wishing I wasn’t blushing too bad. Looks like I was, because he chuckled softly and turned to Big Ellie.“What did you tell him to make him feel so embarrassed, Sal?”Big Ellie threw up his hands. “Search me. You’re taking Mark with you?”“Yeah. Don’t stay up late, ‘cause Seth’s coming in the morning, about ten.”“I know, I know.”Mr. Lou All Fours met my eyes. “Take care of him, Dean,” he said, like he was talking about his cat. “I’m taking a couple of weeks off and he’s a mess when he’s alone.”“Fuck you,” grumbled Big Ellie, sitting back down and grabbing his beer.“O-okay,” I was able to mutter.Lou chuck
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He settled the pizza on a wooden plate on the table and nodded for me to sit down. I did, frowning to shield my eyes from the glare. Everything felt so utterly surreal, I couldn’t help even begin to question what the hell I was doing there. I’d never been in such a luxurious place, and I didn’t know what to do or say. He grabbed a couple of dishes and glasses from a shelf against the wall by the sliding door, opened two beers and put the rest of the six-pack in a minibar by the shelf. He was dressed pretty much like the night we’d had dinner there a week before, with his loose tee and his worn sneakers. The only difference was that he was wearing swimming trunks instead of short sweatpants. And he behaved in such an ordinary, simple way, it helped me to overcome my inhibitions.He was right, and the pizza was a finger-licking piece of culinary art. I tried a bite and realized I was starving, so I put to wolf down slice after slice, only pausing to sip my beer now and then. We didn’t t
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All those weeks of questioning and torturing myself, struggling to deny that he gave me all I needed. Well, not all. I would’ve liked to have some flesh to fuck other than his hand. But all things considered, even that way I felt so much more satisfied than I’d ever been with a woman.That noon I had no idea what came next. Yeah, lunch. With him. But my mind was still too hangovered in oil to look any further. Later. There would be time to see my options and make up my mind.Coming out of the bathroom, I noticed the whole house was completely quiet. Weird. Maybe he’d gone to the West Wing to get something? I put on clean sweatpants and tee, looking out the window. It was a warm bright noon out there.I understood the silence as soon as I went downstairs: he wasn’t around. I didn’t find any trace of lunch, either. Not even the smell of food.I dialed him, checking the microwaves again. “Where the fuck’s lunch?” I grunted when he picked up.The son of a bitch laughed out loud.“What?” I
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“Breakfast?”I nodded without opening my eyes and rolled over to lie flat on my back. I found his body halfway, laying on his side behind me, so I rested against his chest. His hand guided my leg up to bend over his hip, exposing my crotch, where it landed a moment later. I didn’t hold back the muffled groan he pulled out of my lips as his fingers wrapped around my morning wood, wet in oil.My head felt like filled with wet cotton, my limbs felt like sacks of rocks. I was numb and weary and I would’ve liked to go back to sleep and not wake up for a couple of weeks. Maybe by then my muscles would have some tone back and I would be able to have two straight thoughts.He didn’t take as long as the thousand times he’d edged me the night before, all night, nonstop, until the day broke. But it was anyway long for a morning wood. Later on I would pause to wonder how on earth could my spoiled cock still get hard after what it’d been put through only hours earlier. Right then, I just let him d
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“Fancy a drink?” he asked, coming back to me.I nodded, hating his guts for cutting me off like that. But he wasn’t done with his joke. He put the cold bottle against the back of my shaft and moved it up and down until I wriggled to get my cock away from that freezing shit. Then, he rested the cold butt on my navel and guided it slowly up my belly to my pecs, where he made it circle them before finally taking the bottle to my lips. I’d hardly sipped the beer when his spare hand closed around my nuts again, renewing the oil covering them.I gasped at his touch and choked on the beer. He removed the bottle with another mocking chuckle and took it to his own mouth. He took a long sip while his hand fondled my nuts like they were a sleeping cat.I dropped my head back and forgot about the beer, because his fondling caught all of my attention. He’d brought me down alright, and now he would keep teasing me for as long as he felt like it, so I did the equivalent to sit back and grab the popc
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It felt different. No ripples, but a warm tinkling spreading down from my nipples, that needed more rubbing as it grew stronger, reaching my navel in no time. When he pinched my nipples, it was like an electric jolt running down my body all the way to my groin. I pushed my chest up, and like replying to what I didn’t dare to ask, he replaced one of his hands with his tongue. The fingers still wet in oil brushed the tip of my cock, making me stir and groan.He took his sweet time teasing me like that, while I shivered and moaned, my hips trying to push my throbbing cock into his hand that stayed out of reach, his fingertips tight together to open over my tip every time I pushed, never going further than my head.Suddenly, he moved back to watch me like that for a moment, spread legs with my knees up, panting, blurry eyes on him, hard as a ram, at his mercy past any attempt of denying it. He bent over me and his mouth rested between my pecs, from where it slid down my belly up to my nav
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A shaky grunt escaped my lips when his mouth landed on my pecs, to doodle on it with the tip of his tongue before focusing on one of my nipples, while his hand pinched the other.“Oh, shit,” I mumbled, letting my eyes close.His other hand closed on my crotch and I was getting hard again in under a minute, lost to his licking and teasing and fondling. Shit, I’d missed this, especially because he still played the game of imposing himself onto me, depriving me of any other option but letting him do whatever he wanted with me.It was that night that I got the first glimpse of real understanding as to why I didn’t fight him. It was that pretension of helplessness, the fantasy that I was absolutely powerless and all I could do was close my eyes and let him do. He’d get me hard and high, he’d give me all I liked and more, he’d drive me crazy, he’d provide all the pleasure I needed. And all I had to do was exactly what I was doing: close my eyes and let him do. That was it. I didn’t need to
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“We’ve got plenty of time,” he replied, stroking my shaft over my trunks and teasing one of my nipples at the same time. “Let’s call this a quickie, so you won’t go off so soon later.”“What?” Shit, I was already about to come! How could I be such a horny slut?He pulled down my sweatpants and my underwear, pushing me closer to the basin with his hips. I didn’t freak out because, as usual, his crotch against my butt felt flat like a board. Guess I had Mr. All Fours to thank for that.He let go of my nipple for a moment, only to bring one of my hands down to my crotch, while his other hand closed my fingers around my own cock before slipping under it to grab my nuts.“There, all yours,” he whispered.I just did what he wanted, for a change. What I also wanted. My mind only had room for what he’d just said, the keyword being later. Okay, yeah. If I knew him a little, he’d brought some oil, and I intended to make him spend it all on me before he left.He held me tight for a moment after
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He rang me the moment the quarter was over, to let me know he was coming and I didn’t need to get the door. Sure, of course his thumb opened every damn door in the whole campus. I heard the cart stopping outside as the second quarter started, and he showed up in the kitchen a heartbeat later.“What did I miss?” he asked.“Nothing,” I replied from the table.He left two six-packs and the family pack of ice cream he’d brought in the fridge and came to sit down at the round table with me. I was still eating, and we didn’t waste our breath in further greetings, too focused on the game. We only exchanged casual comments or exclamations until the halftime. Then I picked up my things, took everything to the kitchen and opened the faucets to do the dishes.“Are you staying the weekend?” he asked, turning in his chair to look at me.“Nah. I’m leaving in the morning,” I said, keeping my back turned to him. “Where?” I glanced back from over my shoulder and saw him raise his eyebrows. “Brokers d
