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Knowing nobody could hear me, I didn’t hold back the shaky sigh that breached my lips as my eyes stared at the oil trickling down my skin. This time, I didn’t hesitate to spread it all over my shaft.“Oh, fuck,” I mumbled, my eyes fluttering closed when my slow stroking triggered the first mild ripples.It felt so frigging good, and it could feel even better. I grabbed another bead and squeezed it straight on my nuts, my other hand under them and ready to keep the oil from falling off.It ran down like the night before, as I kept stroking my cock in no hurry, pausing to rub the back of the head with my oily fingertips. I let out a muffled groan, the rubbing triggering stronger ripples that reached my navel.Lost to them, looking for ways to keep feeding them, my fingertips reached past my nuts.“Oh, fuck!” I groaned, feeling the burning line that ran inside my cock and the jolts that branched up past my navel, almost to my chest, and all the way through to the small of my back. That p
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“I wanna see you in your bed. Send the video before noon.”I turned back to work feeling relieved Big Ellie demanded something easy. Once more, all I needed was waiting for Steph to leave with Zoey. Pity I only had one bead left. Well, it was already Thursday. Surely he would be back the next week. Such a control freak wouldn’t leave his little empire for more than a week.Right?The idea that he might stay out of town longer than that upset me way more than I could even start to admit.But the next morning, after Steph left, while I made the bed and covered it with our sex blanket, the notion of being about to run out of oil for several days made my guts twitch.Steph was thrilled with her volunteering, and had already warned me that weekends would be the busiest days for her. Not like I was about to complain about the chance of sleeping in unmolested. However, mornings without her or oil sounded rather bleak.Nah, no way. If Big Ellie wasn’t coming back, he’d direct me to more beads
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“Go to the restroom.” Jesus! Did he need to be always so frigging bossy? “If you’re busy tonight, we’re doing it now.”“What?” I managed to keep my voice down as I walked across the open office.“Get in a cubicle, put your earphones on and call me back.”“Wait! I have no beads!”“I know.”And he disconnected, the son of a bitch.The restrooms were busy, with a shift leaving and another starting, so I was lucky to find a free cubicle. One thing I was grateful for was that the Square bathrooms were always squeaky clean, so I had no problem locking myself up in that tiny space.I did as he’d said. He picked up right away and changed the call to facetime. He too had wireless earbuds on, sitting on a tall seat covered in black leather upholstery. The daylight glow so close to the left side of his face suggested he was on a car in motion. He was wearing one of his flawless black suits, and looked down at the phone with a quick smirk.“There you are.” His deep voice talking straight into my
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She resented that too, and that I came on her buttocks. I stepped back, still breathing heavily, my mood even worse than before, giving her room to wash her behind.“I didn’t come here for a fuck!” she snarled.I rested against the wall, every bit as pissed as her. “Really.”“Really! I just wanted a tender moment with you! What’s wrong about that?”“Well, joining me butt naked straight to grab my cock doesn’t exactly spell tender, y’know?”“Fuck you!”I didn’t try to stop her when she walked out of the shower and the bathroom like a drama queen, leaving the door wide open like she knew damn well I hated. So I was forced to close the faucets and get out too. In return, I didn’t mop the floor, and crossed the room soaking wet as I was, leaving a sopping trace of footsteps. I grabbed a tee and a sweat pant and headed for the living area without even glancing at her.Shit. It was going to be a long weekend, mad at Steph and with no oil to cover for the draught I knew I had coming until I
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I opened my eyes again two hours later to the quiet apartment, and an awesome feeling of unexpectedly welcome solitude. I got up with breakfast in mind. Oh, right, the fridge was empty. But there had to be coffee left. Steph would never run out of coffee. I set the coffeemaker to work and sat with the computer to place our weekly supermarket order. Maybe they could deliver it by noon, and I could have a good, nutritious lunch. I also thought of trying one of the thousand new companies offering delivery of already-made meals ready for the microwaves. But I never got to place an order.While browsing the best-rated services, my eyes stole away out the window, enjoying the silence. I had no idea what time Steph would be back and for the first time in my life, I didn’t care. I felt fine just like that, on my own. My cock, right about to let go of my morning wood, nodded in disagreement.“Well, bad luck,” I muttered, sipping my coffee.“Send me a couple of videos. Be creative.”Right, that
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It was a weird weekend. Steph kept playing offended about the shower fuck, waiting for me to come around, basically because that was the way it’d always been. And I kept ignoring her, giving her plenty of opportunities to come around and prove she loved me enough to put her pride aside one damn time.She didn’t. Me neither.Knowing she’d be out most of the day again on Sunday, I decided to spend another night in the couch. I’d take the bed over the moment she left for the food bank. But first, I had to make it to Sunday morning.Being so used to have sex once or twice a day, every day, my cock resented the lack of action. I tried to ignore it. Like it was so easy. I’d almost made it when I found myself lost in yet another prison dream involving Big Ellie. It was late night, after lights off. I was locked up in a solitary confinement cell, standing face against the door, hands up handcuffed to the doorframe above my head, pants halfway down my buttocks, my hard cock hanging out the slo
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I fondled my cock over the trunks and brought one foot up to the stool of the windowsill, guiding my throbbing cock to the side and into the trunks’ leg. I stroked it like that, crammed against my inner thigh, until the head showed out the leg bottoms.Shit, I had no lube and I didn’t wanna limp around, looking for wash hand or something like that. Wait. I still had the bottle in my other hand, covered in tiny condensation drops.Damn, it was also cold, but I was so hard, I didn’t think it would have any effect.It didn’t, meaning it didn’t bring my boner down. Rather the other way around: the contrasting temperatures felt arousing. So I pulled my cock out and teased it, pressing the cold plastic on my tip, and rubbing the underside against it. Soon my nuts felt swollen, and I wanted to go back to sleep. So I closed my eyes, let my head fall back and killed it off.In a way, Big Ellie had woken me up. I decided to return the favor, so I sent him the video before going back to sleep.L
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Maybe she’d thought my telling her that I loved her was putting our fight behind. It wasn’t. Yeah, I loved her, but that didn’t change that I was still pissed off, sick and tired of having to keep so much to myself, good and bad, so she could keep having things her way, no matter how I felt or what I was going through.“Dinner’s ready.”I looked up at her at the doorway, all sullen and built-up, and looked back down at my phone, sprawled on the bed.“I already ate,” I replied, every bit as curtly as her.“You could’ve told me.”“You could’ve asked.”She snorted and slammed the door shut. I rolled my eyes, knowing she’d be back in three, two, one...“We need to talk.”Her shadow fell on my legs, showing her still standing at the doorway, hands on her hips. Jeez, was that supposed to scare me?“Do we.”“You haven’t talked to me in two days! You didn’t even sleep with me!” she cried, raising her voice way higher than necessary. “You hardly touch me anymore! And when you do, you fuck me f
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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
