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His hand sneaked inside my jeans to grab the leg of my briefs and pull it up. The cold brush of the scissors sliding under it made me jerk.“No! Stop it!”“Stay put or I might cut you instead of the rag. Shutting the fuck up would be nice of you, too.”Another quick screech and I felt the elastic loosen around my thigh. Instinct contracted my muscles, squeezing my buttocks together.“Easy,” he said, chuckling. “I’m just making sure you never wear this shit to see me again.”“I wasn’t thinking about you when I got dressed this morning,” I grumbled, while he cut the other leg of my briefs.“That I can tell. You weren’t thinking, full stop. Even knowing I would call you up here.”“What? I didn’t know!”His hand sneaked inside of my briefs through one of the cuts, pulling from the fabric until his fingers came out the other cut.“Didn’t I tell you to be continued?”I nodded, openly sulking. The way he held the back of my briefs made the fabric fold into the crack of my butt.“And what di
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When I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, his spare hand traveled up my abs to cup my pecs. A muffled moan escaped my lips when he teased my nipples like before.“Oh, fuck!” I cried, feeling the tip of his wicked tongue brush the nipple he wasn’t touching.“Take care of my friend down here,” he said.“I can’t.”The clip kept my tied hands stuck to my pelvis, so I could hardly stroke my cock halfway.“I see. Come here, then,” he said.I would’ve killed him, or tried to run for the exit. In vain, but at least I would’ve tried. Unfortunately, by our third close one on one, I knew better. So I ground my teeth and swallowed my insults when he changed the clip from my belt to his. To make things worse, he grabbed my naked buttock to bring me closer to him, forcing me to let one of his legs between mine.“Try humping now,” he said, looking down at my hands.I did, thrusting my hard cock into my hands together. His grasp on my buttock improved when my hips recoiled.“There you go,” he
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So I let him guide me to hump into his fist in that upsetting slow motion that seemed to set my guts on fire and burn up the air in my lungs. My eyelids came down, and the wet brush of his tongue on my nipple made me shiver from head to toes. I couldn’t care less about my chills, my moans, my gasps, my grunts. He was all over me, driving me crazy with everything he did to me.I would’ve never sought something like this. A part of me loathed him for being a guy, and myself for allowing another guy turn me into his obedient sex pet against my will. But if it was this or going back to jail, hell, I’d pick his kinky games every time.When he sensed I was bordering my last limit, his fist stroked my cock in no hurry all the way to the base of my shaft and stopped. The pressure of the rough fly around it added to his grasp and my erection, causing me a puzzling feeling, like my cock was something big and powerful attached to me. Like, he would take it away if he removed his hand. In the mea
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Even in the omelet state of scrambling my mind was, my instinct kicked in and I tried to pull away from him. Like he would let me. He grabbed my hips with hands like iron pliers and sat me back down on him.“There,” he commanded.I think what actually helped me to stay put was that my butt felt no trace of a bulge whatsoever. Did he even have a dick? His groin really was flat as a board.“Good boy,” he muttered behind me. “Lean back against me and lend your friend a hand. Well, two. Don’t rush.”It was awful, but I had no choice. I wrapped my hands around my cock, that was taking a much needed break, getting ready for what I truly wished would be the last stretch, or I’d have a cardiac arrest.Now that the tie around my wrists wasn’t clipped to anything, I could easily stroke my shaft from base to head and back. I did it, slowly as he’d said. In any other situation, I could’ve never keep it up while sitting on another guy’s lap. But after the last hour, my pounding cock didn’t mind ab
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He looked up to meet my eyes. I still breathed heavily, and my legs were even shakier that the night before. Sweat trickled down from my temples and underneath my clothes. My brain still struggled to emerge from the foggy swamp of raw physical sensations where he’d drowned me. I didn’t know why I’d asked, if my head was in no shape to process anything. Or maybe that’s why I did it.“I do it because I can,” he replied, like it was obvious. His dark eyes slid down my face to my lips. “And because I want.”“No, you don’t.”He didn’t hide his surprise when I contradicted him and raised his eyebrows.“Nothing you do turns you on,” I added. “Or it would show.”He released my hands and headed to the restroom. I followed him, trying not to drag my feet, my drained junk still hanging out the fly that covered my ripped-off briefs, half my butt still showing out the back waist of my jeans.“That’s it, right?” I insisted, grimacing because my legs and the small of my back were killing me. “You ca
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Hell, yeah. That was exactly what I had in mind. And that was exactly what I did. I spent the next two days fucking Steph in every hole, in every position I could think of, in every square feet of the apartment.It was the best weekend in ages.I think she thought I was making up for coming home late two days in a row. I wasn’t about to tell her she was wrong, and the whole testosterone display was meant mostly to prove myself that no matter what the sick weirdo at work said or did, he didn’t know me. I did know myself, and I was the same old stallion that made my girl beg for more and beg for mercy.I even entertained the idea of picking a girl online to have a threesome on Saturday night. But we couldn’t let into our home a stranger that might bring the virus. All the girls on the internet offered proof that they were clear and vaccinated, but Steph and I knew all too well how easy it was to get fake papers for whatever you wanted. So she had to bear with all the workload of appeasi
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A hot wave washed over me, then a cold one. My heart hammered my chest.I had no idea what Big Ellie could’ve sent me, but whatever it was, Steph couldn’t see it. And how was I to hide it from her? That son of a bitch! Sending me something to my home address! I breathed deep, set my jaw and walked back into our apartment.Lucky me, Steph was still on Zoom, so she could hardly glance away from her screen with a questioning frown and a nod at the box. And I shrugged and shook my head on the way to the bedroom. I closed the door between us and threw the box on the bed, taking my hands to my hips.I needed a minute to bring myself to open the delivery. The brown paper covered a black shirt box, no marks on it. Inside, under a creaky tissue paper sheet, I found a shirt. Which is what shirt boxes usually hold. White, short sleeves. My initials and the company’s round logo had been embroidered on the chest pocket. In black. I’d never seen another employee with a shirt like that. And the logo
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I was surprised when my shift ended and Big Ellie hadn’t texted me. Not that I was about to complain. I logged off at six sharp and got in the first van I found going my way.It was nice, getting home as I should and having dinner with Steph. I almost screw up, though, but stopped taking my clothes off just before she saw the boxer trunks. I pushed them down along with the jeans and left them in there.“I’m needing new underwear,” I said, getting in bed with her. “I’m gonna order a couple of trunks.”“Add socks,” she said. “Yours are begging for retirement.”Great. That way, I could put the trunks in our drawer in a couple of days, instead of hiding them.Steph asked for a rain check after our wild weekend, and promised to make up for me in the morning. I fell asleep within minutes, holding her tight against my side.* * *I should’ve paid more attention. Vlad had told me a thousand times I always needed to be aware of my surroundings and never let the guard down. But I’d done jus
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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
