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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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I stayed in our room until she came to bed. Then I got up and went to the living area. Nine-thirty. I had time for a beer in the couch. At ten sharp, I put on my earbuds and called Big Ellie, going around the room to turn off all the lights. He picked up right away, and I was surprised to see his bare shoulders and chest. His tanned skin shaped healthy toned muscles in a slim-yet-fit way.“What d’you want?” was my greeting.His little smirk felt like a smack in the back of my head, calling me to attention.“You know what I want, so I’ll leave it up to you.”I don’t know why my cock nodded, if it was his deep voice in my ears, his words, his burning dark eyes on me, but I would’ve gladly chopped the spoiled limb off.I went to the dining area window like the night before and settled my phone against the frame, leaning it a little back so the front camera showed something more than my knees. For some reason, I felt I’d get hard in a heartbeat, and I didn’t want it to happen before I too
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The lack of oil turned the whole thing into something sort of dull and shallow, just going through the motions to produce an outcome, pun intended.However, he was there, whispering in my ear, reading my body language down to the tiniest hint, telling me what to do to make it last. So he eventually had me as usual: swallowing moans, panting and begging.“Let me come!”“Just a little more.”“Oh, fuck!” I groaned under my breath. I had to let go of my cock, that throbbed and wagged against my lower belly. I kept teasing my hard nipples as I grabbed my nuts. I could feel the pricks and jerks trying to connect my chest and my groin.“That’s fucking hot.”Something in his voice made me frown in disgust.“Are you touching yourself?”He let out a soft scoff. “Sorry, did you expect me to?”Now that I thought about it. “Wouldn’t be bad, not being the only one hard for a change.”“I didn’t say I wasn’t hard.”My hand jumped from my chest to my cock out of its own volition. I don’t know how I ma
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I extended my brain’s rain check, pulled the hardest throw pillow we had under my belly and parked my cock between it and the mattress, my eyes nailed to my phone.I never expected it to be arousing, but it was. I watched what I was doing, and at the same time, I felt what I was seeing. I gave in to this new private little game, watching and feeling myself play it. Still not fully awake, I didn’t even bother to come in my fist, too comfy with my arms around my pillow, where I sank my face for that blessed blinding moment of absolute oblivion.“Nice.”For a moment, I thought I was still sleeping, and I was hearing Big Ellie speak to me in a dream.“That would spice up the most boring meeting. Thanks for the call.”I didn’t move, keeping my face against the pillow when it caught fire, so bad my ears burned, as I grasped what had actually happened: in my numb sleepy state, instead of recording, I’d just facetimed the whole thing to the last number in my calls log. I should’ve felt gratef
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I grabbed my phone and texted Big Ellie, still studying the ring.“I have the boxes.”The only vibrating rings I’d seen had a small vibrating bullet on top, to use during intercourse to transmit the vibration to the base of the shaft and tease the woman’s clit at the same time. This one puzzled me, with that ribbed pad where the vibrator seemed to be located. How was I supposed to wear it? I could only guess the pad had to rest on top of the shaft. Hey, that should feel great if I added a little oil.Like replying to my thoughts, Big Ellie texted me.“Download this app and load the ring.”He added a GIF showing what I thought was a battery slot holding a small oil bead.“Wicked,” I muttered.I didn’t bother checking what the app was. I just left the phone downloading it and turned to the box of beads. Only then I noticed half of the beads were the fat pills he’d given me the week before, and the other half were small and round, exactly the size to fit in the vibrator’s slot. The soft
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My phone buzzed halfway to my desk, while I fought back the urge to scratch my groin, glancing around to see if anybody seemed to notice my awkward gait, a hand in my pocket trying to ease the awful bulge.Big Ellie’s texts left me wondering what he was up to, and whether I should start worrying about his control mania.“Don’t freak out the next time your phone buzz. The ring’s gonna be on for a whole minute. Don’t try to stop it,” said the first text.“Don’t take it off before you get home. I will know if you try.”To make his point, he added two captions from security cameras, with the same timestamp from a minute earlier. One showed my vacant station and the other showed me walking out of the restrooms. Jesus Christ! The effing control freak really had me covered!Sitting down was every bit as awkward as I’d expected, and I logged back in still fidgeting like I’d landed my butt on an ant’s nest, trying to find a position that made it easier to bear the hard thing behind my nuts. I
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No surprise the ring started vibrating, with another pattern this time. It felt like a fingertip running from my nuts to my ass, and made my cock nod awake in a matter of seconds. I couldn’t keep my spare hand from sneaking under the table to press on my bulging crotch.“Digging it?” he asked in my ears.I set my jaw, staring straight ahead. “Yessir,” I grunted, as my cock hardened at a slow but steady pace.“Try this.”A heartbeat later, I felt a wet trace spread over the ribbed inner side of the vibrating pad. So now, the pattern felt like a lubbed finger rubbing my skin. I recalled the little bead inside the pad and closed my eyes, because I could tell how that was going to feel. Being in the garden and wearing jeans were the last things I wanted, but there I was, with my cock hardening to the side at the speed of light, like trying to show out my pocket.“Oh, fuck!” I mumbled when I felt the first ripples, that seemed to ignite the hot wire running inside all the way to the tip of
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I turned to look out, trying to keep my eyes open, staring blankly at the cars and buildings flashing by while the ripples from the oil in the pad grew stronger, reaching further and deeper inside me. Pretending none of it was happening added to the moment.I don’t know how he knew how close I was, but he sure did, and killed the vibrations right in time. I didn’t move. I only closed my eyes with a shaky sigh, my cock like a throbbing log in my jeans. It was hard to keep my hands away while my whole body waited for the ring to come back to life and fill my groin, my guts, my chest, my head with those rippling waves of ecstasy.A glance across the aisle showed the guy by the other window was snoozing. The moment I saw him, my hand on my window’s side sneaked under my bag. Grabbing my pounding, crammed cock didn’t offer any relief or satisfaction, but I pressed and even stroked it anyway.I was still about ten minutes away from home. Hopefully, that’d be enough to bring my boner down to
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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
