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“There’s nothing addictive about this,” he said matter-of-factly. “You may call it the weed of lubes: you like how it feels and grow used to it, but that’s it.” He scoffed again. “You ain’t getting withdrawal syndrome or anything if you stop using it.”“Then why can’t I enjoy sex with my girl as I used to unless I use it? It was the best we had, until you and your fucking oil came between us!”He stepped closer, flashing one of his smug smirks, his dark eyes looking straight into mine. I fought back my instinct of backing away to preserve my personal space and he came to stand only inches away from me.“Really?” His eyes moved over my face to land on my lips. “I like that.”I set my jaw when his hand closed on my crotch, where my cock needed about a heartbeat to nod hi. His smirk widened while his thumb brushed my groin.“But that’s not on the oil,” he whispered, meeting my eyes again. “Can’t you see what it is I’m giving you that you can’t find with that chick of yours?”“You ain’t g
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“Why d’you do this?” I murmured before I could stop myself.Because I couldn’t face the answer to why I was still there, letting him wrap his tie around my crossed wrists, first from side to side, then over and under.He fastened the ends together and looked up at me, surprised. I stole away from his knowing eyes.“Don’t you know?” he asked.He hooked his fingers through the tie wraps and tugged, making me follow him to the wall just past the cupboard end. He made me stand there, back to the wall, and lifted my arms to hang a couple of wraps from a coat rack an inch above my head. Feeling his hand on my crotch again gave me the perfect excuse to close my eyes. He was so close, that the shaky sigh that escaped my lips made my chest brush his.“I do this because I want you,” he whispered, and the husky edge in his deep voice felt as terrifying as enticing, especially because he unbuckled my belt as he spoke. “And I’m gonna make you mine.”His hand sneaking into my slacks distracted me f
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I could only do what I always did whenever he summoned me to room twelve. What I’d longed for while he was away: I gave in completely, oblivious to everything but his kinky mouth, shivering and moaning and gasping.“I’m gonna come!” I groaned, unable to keep my hips from humping into his mouth.To my utter surprise, he didn’t stop. He kept sucking and licking, stroking and rubbing.“Please!”The way he glanced up at me, with half my cock in his mouth, made my legs shake from knees up as my whole groin caught fire. There was nothing I could do to stop the gush of burning relief that gurgled up my cock. He didn’t back away. He took it all, jerking my shaft as to squeeze it dry.“Oh, shit,” I mumbled, feeling like a battered punching ball hanging from the coat rack.Big Ellie put my cock back into my trunks, still pounding and resisting to die down, and stood up.“See?” he said in my ear, mockingly. “It’s not the oil.”I kept my eyes closed, fighting to catch my breath, and ignored his i
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What? I felt a pull from the wraps and they fell loose, releasing my hands. I rested my fists against the wall by my head, trying to catch my breath.“Really?” I asked.“Sure.”I finally straightened up and brought my hands down, turning to him. He read my suspicious surprise on my face and flashed a quick smirk.“Go. Have a nice evening with your chick.”“You know you’re a ruthless son of a bitch, right?” I grunted, doing the buttons to my fly.“And I love it. Like you.”He sat down at the head of the table, settling the bottle of oil in front of him as he watched me button up my shirt and try to smooth the wrinkles. I faced him, hesitating. Something was off and I couldn’t put my finger on it.“Sure I can go? You ain’t calling security or anything?”He frowned, shaking his head slightly. “No. You’re free to go.” His hand waved to the door and came to rest on the bottle. “Or you can stay and have the kind of fun you like. From now on, it’ll be up to you.”I closed my eyes for a heart
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I couldn’t tell why I stood up even if my life depended on it. Maybe out of habit of doing anything he told me to.“You didn’t feel like going back home yet?” he asked as we headed back to the Square together.I shook my head, wondering why I was so incapable of saying no to him.“And you don’t have anywhere else to go.”I shook my head again. No matter how pathetic it sounded, there was no point in lying after he’d found me like that.When we reached the parking lot, he took me around the Square to a door on the west side. He pressed his thumb on a touchscreen on the frame and waited. It took a moment to slide open, revealing a glass elevator that ran on the outer side of the building. I’d never been on that side of the lot, basically because I had nothing to do there, so I’d never seen the elevator before. We got in and the booth started up the glass well, letting the city skyline show up past the trees that surrounded the lot fence. The booth had no buttons: it had only one destina
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He glanced back at me from over his shoulder. “Bullshit,” he said, and threw a bag on the island. “D’you like seafood?”No doubt food is the way to a man’s heart. “Sure.”“Great. Lou’s allergic, so I can only have it when he’s not home.”“You guys live together?” I asked, suddenly alarmed by the perspective of Mr. All Fours walking in at any moment, to find his alpha having dinner with the rebellious pet.“Sort of. We’re what you can call an open couple, and we like to have our own places in case we need some room. We only get together when we feel like it. Which is pretty often anyway.”“Ouch,” I grunted.“Sorry, didn’t mean to—” He flashed a quick smile.“It’s okay. Let me lend a hand,” I said, dropping my bag on the table as I still tried to believe my ears. Had the arrogant prick just apologized for something he’d said to me?He was filling a pot with tap water, and gave me room to wash my hands, asking me about the seminar like he and I about to cook together was such a normal th
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I looked away with a heartfelt sigh. He gave me a moment to reply, but I didn’t. He’d already said it all.“That’s why she resents your coming home late, and that you’d rather jerk off with a little oil than fuck her.”“Why d’you always have to be such a blunt son of a bitch?”“Me?” He chuckled, refilling our glasses with some five-figure Californian white wine. “For giving voice to what you already know? Or for giving you a taste of all you don’t find with her?”I met his eyes with a thoughtful frown. “Why d’you do it?” I blurted out. “I know I’ve already asked you this, but you never give me a real answer. I mean, what’s in there for you right now? What d’you actually get from edging me into your horny pet? Not like you even get hard over it.”The bastard spun on his seat to keep from spraying my face with half-chewed food while he laughed out loud. He took a minute to calm down, wash the basin and come back to his seat, still giggling.“Jesus, boy! How can you be so fucking blind?”
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I rolled my eyes yet again, stepping down from the tall chair to pick up our polished dishes and take them to the basin. I heard him step down too and open the fridge.“I’m afraid I only have pistachio with chocolate chips and aniseed cream,” he said.“Shame on you. Where d’you have bowls?”“In the cupboard.”I brought two fancy crystal bowls to the island while he reached out to grab spoons from the first drawer, leaving two packs of ice cream before him.“I’ve got a challenge for you,” he said, filling the bowls. “Last week, in New York, my wife brought it up and—”“You call your boyfriend wife?”“What? No. Lou’s my partner and my wife is my wife. Actually, she’s Lou’s big sister.”“Gross.”“Not really. I’ll explain some other time. We haven’t divorced ‘cause I want her to have access to my money for anything she may need. We’re good friends, you see.”“Go figure, if she’s okay with you fucking her brother.”“She set us up.”“And you let her go?”He blinked, taken aback, and then la
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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
