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She hardly had time to remove her laptop to the nightstand while I yanked the bed sheets away. Her clothes followed a heartbeat later and I bounced on her, soaking wet but hard and ready. She landed flat on her back on the mattress, my hands pulling her legs up and apart to go down on her. Soon she was moaning wet, begging me to fuck her. So I pushed her legs to make her knees touch her shoulders, hooked them with my arms to keep them in place and thrust into her until my nuts brushed her butthole.I wanted it to last, change positions, drive her crazy. But my nuts grew suddenly sore, refusing to hold back again. My cock pounded like we’d been fucking for hours. My thighs cramped into stones.“Fuck!” I cried.My body took over against my will. My hips pushed so hard and fast, I thought my heart was about to explode, just like my burning cock and the stones my balls had turned into. It was so intense, it burned any pleasure away, leaving only a painful urgency. I needed to come so bad
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My guts twitched as the van slowed down to turn into the campus’ two-lane driveway. Still upset about my encounter with Big Ellie, the night before I hadn’t wasted a single moment wondering what it all could actually mean to me. What would happen today? Would he keep his word? Or would I find the cops waiting for me? Would Big Ellie blackmail me again? I had no idea who the other guy in room twelve was. Would he keep his mouth shut? Would he blackmail me too? Shit! I was so worried about what I would tell Steph, I hadn’t even thought about any of it.Seeing my card still worked to access the Square didn’t bring me any peace of mind. The cops could very well be waiting for me at the IT area. They’d be talking to Tom, telling him how dangerous I actually was and how I’d deceived everybody. Man, that was awful. Tom was a good guy. He’d helped me learn the ropes. He trusted me.I took longer than usual to go from the lobby to the IT department, and needed a deep breath before walking in.
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I was plain thrilled. My only job before going to jail had been at my dad’s minimarket. This was my first real job, and getting a promotion just out of my good work felt damn great.Steph wasn’t so thrilled, though. When I asked why, she shrugged and tried a smile.“Oh, never mind. I’m gonna have to reorganize my whole daily routine, ‘cause I had my days scheduled counting on you being out from eight to four.”“What the fuck’re you talking about?”She sat on my lap and put her arm around my shoulders. “I’m fine typing documents or researching while you’re around, or working out in the bedroom with your loud rock music. But if you’re working in the afternoon, you’re gonna work out in the morning, and I can’t have Bruce Springsteen thundering the place during my Zoom meetings. Not to mention having to wait until you leave to clean. Well, and dropping my jogging with the girls at the park in the afternoon.”I held her eyes, waiting for her giggle before clarifying she was kidding. Inste
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I didn’t fall for her cheap trick. I didn’t cook anything, so she could casually gravitate to the kitchen, join me and make up with a table fuck as appetizer. I called the restaurant two streets away and ordered dinner for one.That infuriated her, especially because I ate on the breakfast bar instead of the table, watching gamers on YouTube with my earphones on. She turned her face away when I cleaned up and headed back to the bedroom.Of course I was wide awake when she came to bed a couple of hours later, but I kept my light off and my back turned to her side of the bed. She knew I was wide awake, but played along. We fell asleep past midnight, still back to back, without having traded a single word.And we woke up to her hand on my hard cock, touching it like it was a purring cat until I rolled on top of her. She pushed me to go down on her, and then made me roll over, to straddle me and ride my morning wood like a boss.“First for the shower,” I mumbled just out of habit, loving
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I would’ve given anything for clocks to stop. Since they didn’t, when my shift was over, I went back to the restroom, waiting for the other techs to leave so nobody I knew would see me go to the upper floors. I couldn’t help the black hole of angry helplessness welling in my belly as I took the stairs in the corner. No matter what happened next at the third floor, it wouldn’t be good for me. And there was nothing I could do about it.The stiff lady behind the front desk seemed to remember me. The moment I walked out of the stairwell, she glanced at the masked guard a few steps away.“Conference room twelve,” she said to him, and forgot about me to turn to her computer.We walked past a couple of suits on the way down the hall. They were heading in the opposite direction, surely leaving for the day. The way they looked at me reflected how unusual my presence so close to the sanctum was.Just like the first time, the guard knocked, stuck his head in for a heartbeat and pulled the door o
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I let him talk, too busy keeping myself put and in place to pay any real attention to his summary of my life. I wished I could get hard, so everything would be over sooner.“So I checked the court file. You never went to trial. You pleaded guilty, signed the shortest confession in crime history and refused to appeal the sentence. How old were you?”“Twenty,” I grunted through grinding teeth.“Twenty,” he repeated, nodding slowly. “Only twenty and you threw your whole life out the window willingly.”He stepped back, away from me, and pulled up a chair to the head of the table. I kept staring straight ahead, now at the flat screens across the room. He sat down and rested against the back of the chair, looking up at me.“Come closer.”I hated his arrogant command. He spread his legs wide apart and signaled me to stand between his knees. I did so reluctantly. However, I couldn’t help the instinctive recoil when he reached out for my crotch again. Like the other night, the way he raised hi
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The start pretty much bent me over. A chill ran down my spine when I looked down to find his face on my crotch. The son of a bitch was licking my tip through the cotton fabric of my briefs! While I tried to decide whether it was gross or enticing, my cock stirred like an old cat, suggesting that exciting was more accurate.He licked my shaft from base to head, his tongue pushing the tip of my cock to the side.“Who?” I heard him ask, going back to his rubbing.I gasped when his thumb brushed the back of my tip and shook my head with a stubborn frown.“Okay.”His tongue swirling around the head of my cock over the underwear made me shiver from head to toes. I shut my eyes. His hands circled my hips to grab my buttocks, both to grope them and to keep me in place, as my cock hardened against the wet fabric between it and his tongue. No wonder a minute later I was gasping and panting under my breath, on the way to a pretty decent boner, all things considered.And just like that he stopped
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He took half a step to stand in front of me. I kept staring ahead when he looked down at my crotch. I didn’t need to see what he was doing to know. The waist band of my briefs came down, letting my wagging cock out first, then my nuts. He used both hands to secure the elastic behind my nuts like the first time, pushing everything up and forward. I was surprised when he pulled up my slacks, letting the fly open around my pack to button the waist again. He even took a moment to make sure the seam wasn’t pinching my skin.When he stepped to the side again, his hand away from me for a change, I noticed the fly felt like a cock ring, pressing my nuts against the base of my shaft, just like the button on top of it, and the seams all around, preventing blood from flowing away. My hands clenched in fists. Son of a bitch. It would take me longer to come that way. As to give the final stroke to his piece of art, he pushed the bottoms of my shirt back into the slacks.“There. Nice.”Out of the c
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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
