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It was a good weekend. That Saturday, we went to the beach, and waited only thirty minutes to get a free spot in the socially-distanced area, where we could take off our masks safely. Back home, I cooked Steph’s favorite dish and we had dinner on the couch, watching a movie that lasted enough to wolf down the ice cream too. Then we went to bed, made love and fell asleep together.Sunday was another smooth, nice day we enjoyed together from beginning to end. But midnight found me wide awake in bed, eyes on the ceiling, while Steph snored softly by my side. Something like a cold spot in my belly wouldn’t let me sleep.Even if we hadn’t spent the whole weekend having sex around the clock, I’d did my best to make up to Steph for the lack of action over the last week. We’d indulged in some of our kinky games and she’d been hot and awesome as usual, the best girl I would ever have.Yet, even though I got it up alright and performed well, every time it took me so long, that Steph would come
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Over the last week, since he’d started to summon me every day, the stiff reception lady just nodded when she saw me, and the masked guard stepped aside and gave me way to room twelve.Not that Monday. I was in a hurry, and didn’t pay any attention to the lady’s frown. But I was forced to stop when the guard stood in my way.“I’m here to see Mr. Ellis,” I said curtly. “He’s waiting for me.”The lady looked me up and down like wondering if I was crazy or what. She raised a finger and made a call on her desk phone. I rolled my eyes, that fell on the clock behind her. Six-twenty. Shit! The son of a bitch would surely made me pay for being so late, no matter I’d just helped avoid a server crash and kept his company running.“Mr. Dean Walsh is here,” I heard the lady say. “He says he’s here to see Mr. Ellis.”Maybe I was so late he’d given order to not let me in? I turned to her again and found her observing me, still on the phone.“Yessir,” she said, and hung up to talk to me. “Please wait
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“Love! You okay?”She shook her head, covering her mouth to muffle her sobs. I pulled up a chair to sit by her side and took her in my arms, trying to guess what could’ve happened.“Talk to me, baby. What is it?”“They cut my hours in half!” she cried, pretty much jumping to my lap and curling up against me.I needed a minute to understand what she was talking about.“You mean at the firm?”She nodded, her face in the gap of my neck. “They’re reducing the junior staff, so they gave us a choice: keep our full hours for three months and then be furloughed, or stay on the payroll part time.”“Sons of bitches!” I snarled. “Bet none of them sold their yacht!”“What am I to do, D?”“What d’you wanna do, love?”She shrugged, wiping her nose on the back of her hand. “We need the money. And I really like the job.”“Then keep it. You can work in the morning, and spend the rest of the day on other things you enjoy. Like jogging with your friends. I know you miss going out with them.”“I can’t! T
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I was grateful for the distraction. “You’re thinking about volunteering too?” I washed my hands, checked dinner was on the right track and motioned for her to settle her computer on the bar, to check the website.“Zoey and a few more volunteers are working to set up a parallel project for the foundation that runs the food bank,” Steph explained, back to her energetic self. “Delivering groceries for elderly people in this area. Folks too old, or with health issues that keep them from going to the bank, even if they need to.”“That’s a nice idea. What do they have in mind?”“Doorstep delivery to keep it safe for everybody, and waiting in the car for the person to come out and pick it up, to make sure nobody steals it.”I nodding, browsing through testimonials. “They should think of something for old folks who cannot lift the box and carry it inside by themselves.”Steph’s eyes widened. “You’re right! I gotta tell Zoey about it.”“She invited you to join this?”“Yeah. They wanna put up a
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“Coming!”I sank the phone in my pocket and unlocked the door, opening it as I still wiped my face with the towel.“Shall we?” Steph said, so energetic and unaware it made me feel like I was the son of a bitch.“Sorry. Last minute call.”We had dinner watching the news, but I didn’t register a single headline. After cleaning the table, I tried to leave Steph doing the dishes, but she stopped me.“You agreed to do the dishes,” I said.“I know. But we also said desserts.”Shit! There was no way I could have sex with her and make the video before midnight. I needed to find a good excuse.“You ain’t working tomorrow morning, right?” I asked, putting my arms around her chest from behind.She shook her head, looking at me from over her shoulder with a questioning frown. Of course. Me and declining sex didn’t go together in the same sentence. I rubbed my crotch against her butt.“Then let me take a rain check tonight,” I whispered in her ear. “And we’ll make it pour tomorrow morning.”She no
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Needless to say I woke up awfully hard, but I didn’t care, because I could make it work for me. And for Steph, who didn’t complain when I woke her up an hour before sunrise. We took a nap after, started over as the day broke outside our window, and kept going way past the alarm she’d forgotten to change. We lingered in bed, joking and giggling like back in high school, until we found some strength to get out of bed. I made brunch for us and left for work while she was still in the shower.I felt in the best mood of the last weeks. And every time my vicious mind tried to revisit the blurry flashbacks of my dream, I kicked it back to the great morning I’d just shared with the girl I loved.Inside locker #12 in the IT restrooms, I found another small black box that held four fat oil beads, each about an inch and a half long. My eyebrows went up in surprise and then down in a frown. Was that his wicked oil? And if so, how was I supposed to use those beads? Oil beads are meant to melt, and
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While I waited for the water to warm up, I faced some production problems. First, where could I settle the phone? I had to find a place to keep it dry and, at the same time, the spot should allow me to stand before the camera under the rain. It took me a few tries until I figured it out. After moving the corner rack closer to the door and settling the phone on the top shelf, the frontal camera only showed me as a foggy figure. Shit. So I opened the window and mixed some cold water to keep the steam at a minimum.But I couldn’t close the cubicle, unless I wanted the video to show only a dark shape behind the door covered in water drops. The rain didn’t reach the phone with the open cubicle, but it would flood the whole bathroom. Not like I had any other options. Shit. I would have to mop the entire floor later.Whatever. I just wanted to be done with it.As I walked into the shower, my eyes fell on the solitary bead on the narrow basin counter. I hated the thought that crossed my head
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My feet came up to the windowsill, to help my hips thrust into my hand, while the other hand wrapped and pressed my nuts. Oh, shit, it felt so frigging awesome. My crotch was catching fire, but I didn’t want to come. I wanted to feel this for as long as I could.I tried until I found the right pace and the right way to move, thrusting only halfway up, for my fist to stroke my shaft all the way down to the base. And on its way back up, it pulled from my nuts, for my other hand to keep teasing them.Soon I had to fight back my moans, my whole groin burning and my guts twisting in those awesome ripples that flooded me up to my navel. No way I was doing this again with only one bead.I had a good start when my fist pulled up, and the fingers around my nuts slipped down, unwillingly rubbing the skin between them and my butthole. I relocated them right away. However, I felt the trace of oil left on that spot, so I brushed it to retrieve whatever oil I could for my nuts.“Shit!” I muttered,
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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
