“Why? You want this, “ Carson said and kissed him, sliding his tongue into his mouth. He kissed him deeply, his thick tongue playing games with him. Carson finally left his mouth and kissed Raymond’s neck.“Boss!”“What?”“If you keep going. I won’t be able to hold back,”Raymond declared.“Then don't hold back,” said Carson.Raymond gulped. His cock had been erect from the beginning and it felt like it was about to burst with the seeds that filled it.He turned Carson’s back to him, grabbing his waist and bending him down. The shower poured on his back and big ass as he bent and then Raymond entered his cock into his ass, feeling sorry as he had just cleaned it only to mess it up again.“Argh!” Carson moaned, “Yes Daddy! Fuck me”Raymond grabbed his hips and thrusted into him even more.He fucked him, his big soft ass jiggling as it hit his thighs and dicks. Carson moaned and poured from the pleasure.They left the shower and Raymond sat on the bed with his duck still inside him. His
They entered the car and drove off. On the way, Carson kept glancing at Raymond. Raymond didn’t even tell him the usual safety tips like he did or scold him. It was very unpleasant being ignored by Raymond.When they got home, Carson called him into his room.“You said you were stressed right?” He said, fluttering his eyes seductively and sitting suggestively.“Yes, sir,” Raymond said, still avoiding his eyes.Carson stood up, walking towards him. Raymond backed away a little but he grabbed Raymond’s chin, pressing his lips into his.Raymond was taken aback by his actions. “Sir?”“Shhh,” Carson said, sticking his tongue in Raymond’s mouth.But then Raymond shoved him away.Carson's frustration boiled over as he tried to kiss Raymond again, but Raymond stopped him, his hands firm on Carson's chest."What's wrong with you?!” Carson demanded, his voice low and angry.“No…nothing sir!”“Nothing?’ You’ve been ignoring me for days! I’d rather you even scold me like before?! Why are you doi
Was this the end?And then he felt a strong hand pull him up.“No!! Let me go!” He shouted.“It’s okay! You’re fine! I’m on your side!” A familiar voice spoke back to him.Raymond’s eyes flew open at the familiar voice. It was Raymond staring back at him.“Raymond? What are you doing here?”“Come with me,” Raymond said, pulling him with him.Carson’s eyes fell on the gun in his hand. It was a machine gun, truly to his shock.The machine gun was a customized, compact M4A1 carbine, designed for tactical operations. Its lightweight frame and adjustable stock made it easy for a person to handle. Despite its appearance, the gun emitted large fast bullets that killed instantly. The gun's matte-black finish and sleek design allowed it to blend into the shadows, making it perfect for covert missions.Carson’s eyes were fixed on Raymond as he moved with precision and deadly accuracy, his machine gun firing in short, controlled bursts. He watched in awe as he took down the assassins with shoc
Raymond’s hands fumbled with Carson’s belt, his fingers trembling slightly as he unbuckled it and pushed Carson’s pants down his legs. Carson stepped out of them, his ass bare and inviting, his thighs slightly parted in silent invitation. Raymond’s breath hitched as he took in the sight, his hands running over Carson’s smooth, pale skin, his fingers tracing the curve of his hips and the dip of his spine.“You’re perfect,” Raymond murmured, his voice thick with lust. “So fucking perfect.”Carson moaned softly, his body arching into Raymond’s touch. “Touch me,” he pleaded. “Please, Raymond, I need you.”Raymond didn’t hesitate. He positioned himself behind Carson, his thick, throbbing cock pressing against Carson’s entrance. He teased the tip along Carson’s slit, slick with pre-cum, before pushing in slowly, inch by agonizing inch. Carson gasped, his head thrown back, his hands gripping the edge of the couch for support. The stretch was exquisite, Raymond’s girth filling him completely
Exams were over and it was time for vacation. Carson planned a trip to another country but his father was skeptical. “I’m worried. It’s so far away. What if they ambush you,” his father said. “Dad, it’s gonna be fine. Raymond is his e with me.” “I know Raymond is very efficient but…” “It’s fine Dad. Raymond is very useful,” Carson said, smirking at Raymond behind his father who smirked back at him. Of course, Raymond was very useful on the field…and in bed. They had been fucking each other almost everyday since that day. On his bed, in the bathroom, in his car, in the kitchen and yet they managed to keep everything secret from his father. “Alright, if you say so. Do not hesitate to call for backup if needed,” his father said. Carson hugged his dad. “Thanks Dad.”◆◆◆◆ So they went on the trip. Because of their relationship, Carson insisted he and Raymond come alone together. After all, Raymond was just like ten bodyguards. But Raymond thought it was not safe enough so they
Sulking, Carson slammed the door shut on. Raymond’s face and went to bed. By the time he woke up again, it was night. It was cold, and he had a thick blanket wrapped around his body to keep him warm. The service was down, so he could not use social media like he used to. He looked at the time. It was half past nine. He was supposed to be sleeping by now since he was an early sleeper, unlike his friend, Sophia who barely had any sleep because of his escapades. There was no night where he didn't bang someone Carson was sure his slutty best friend was currently having his ass ground by some guy he met in a bar or at a club. He knew his friend like the back of his hand and knew how addicted he was to sex and how he could never be in a stable relationship because, in Sophia’s voice: “I can't be loyal to one dick! It's impossible.” Yeah, Sophia did not believe in commitment. He could not blame Sophia, though. The boy had grown up in a broken home where his parents prac
Carson grabbed his hand and spread his legs wider to reveal his blue-striped underwear, surprising Raymond, who was still nibbling on his ear. Then he moved his hand inside his clothes, against his covered ass. He began to rub his fingers over it, pushing his fingers over his cock, making his feel hot and wet. He yanked the blue-striped pants off his thighs to stroke him easier. Carson’s dick was swollen with desire, and he couldn’t wait to eat it. Carson moaned as he did it. Raymond was good with his hands. He was horny as fuck. “Ahhhh, Ahhh. I can’t hold it anymore! Fuck me!” He reached out and caressed his crotch through his clothes, signaling he wanted it. Raymond smirked evilly. “Not so fast, Baby.” He reached down for his ass and started licking it with his tongue. Then he rubbed his tongue against his asshole, finding his g-point and flicking it with his tongue. Carson moaned loudly and started grinding his asshole against his face. “More! More!” Raymond
“Who are you calling rude bastard? Anyway I don’t have the time to fight with you. Why are you here?” Carson said, folding his arms and tapping his foot. “Why are you bothered about why we’re I’m here? Because of that big teddy bear you’ve got following you around?” “He’s my bodyguard.” “Right? Coz it’s normal to hold hands with your bodyguards and giggle like that? I see you’ve not stopped whoring about. We break up and you look for the next good dick you can find,” Dan spat. Carson laughed. The audacity of this asshole! “My, you are really something. Me whoring about? Might I remind you about who was whoring about when we were together? You cheated on me! You slept with my friend and you have the guts to show your stupid face to me? And next good dick? Oh please, dont overestimate yourself. You were so bad in bed I barely felt a thing!” Dan’s eyes flashed with rage. “You fucking man slut! How dare you?” “What? It’s the truth. You know I don’t lie. I never felt anything .
Derrick laughed and hiccupped. He was about to grab the bottle, but Carson stopped him . “That’s enough drink for you for today, Derrick. I'm not about to carry you home after you fell asleep drunk in a bar.” Derrick chuckled and hiccupped again. “But I'm not drunk yet.” “You are drunk as fuck, girl,” said Laura. “So what about you, Carson? How was your week, and how are your clients holding?” Laura asked. The Sancfrost bar was their haven. A place where they could rant about their issues like they would love to at work. Carson leaned closer to gossip with his friends when a dark and familiar shadow fell over their table. "Carson, still hiding in the corner with the good girls?" a deep voice drawled, every word dripping with mockery. Carson took a long, deep breath, mentally preparing herself before turning around. There he was, Paul Chase, one of his ex-boyfriends, every bit as infuriating as the last time they met. He wore a crisp black suit, the tailored fabric doing lit
Pushing him down, Raymond looked at his face. He looked at him, hazy He pushed his tongue between his buttcheeks , pulling them apart with his hands. Carson moaned and threw his head back in pleasure. He loved his reactions. Raymond licked up and down his ass, savoring the salty taste of her. He brought his tongue to his clenching asshole and thrust it inside of her. "Oh god, yes, fill me up,” he moaned above him. He kept pushing his tongue in and out of his wet hole, twirling it around inside of him. Raymond felt Carson’s hand lowering to his hard cock. He grabbed his hand and forced it aside. "You do not touch what is mine without permission, babe." He whimpered from the loss of contact, but he saw his ass clench when he made that action. Raymond stood up and took his pants and underwear off, letting his hard cock spring free and smack his stomach. “I want you to suck my hard cock and get it nice and wet for your ass, babe,” he purred out to Carson . Carson leaned
But Carson had other plans. He took Raymond's hand, his eyes locked on his father's. "Actually, Dad, I'm not letting Raymond go. Not as my bodyguard, but as my boyfriend." His father's expression turned stern, but Carson stood his ground. "We love each other, Dad. And I'm happy." The tension between them was palpable, but eventually, his father relented. "Fine, but you need to be careful. I just want what's best for you, Carson." Carson smiled, feeling a sense of freedom. "I know, Dad. And what's best for me is Raymond." As the days passed, Carson's father grew more accepting of their relationship. He even saw the benefits of having a boyfriend who was also a skilled protector. Carson's college graduation day arrived, and Raymond was there to support him. Sophia, Carson's drag queen best friend, was also in attenPaulce. As Carson collected his accolades, Sophia and Raymond chatted for the first time. Sophia grinned at Raymond. "Carson told me a lot about you. I have to say, I w
Raymond looked in shock. “Do you carry that everywhere?” “Sometimes,” said Carson, handing the toy to Raymond . “Let’s use this. You are injured and I can’t let your stitches come apart. Raymond collected the toy, reached out and squeezed Carson’s waist, leaning in to kiss him. he kissed him back. They kissed until Raymond had his hands on Carson’s chest, squeezing his chest which he bent down to suck afterward. “You’re so hot Carson ,” he said Carson blushed furiously at his words. “You think I’m hot?” “Yeah,” Raymond said, his eyes on Carson’s neck. “I’m gonna fuck your brains out now Carson , ya know that?” Raymond said, licking his lips. Carson seemed shocked at Raymond’s words. Since when did the sweet Raymond sound so dominant? But…but… he loved it. “Yes Daddy,” Carson said coquettishly, fluttering his eyelashes seductively at Raymond. Raymond massaged Carson’s body, his hands trailing about his moist body. he squeezed his ass and kis
“I know,” he said softly. “I didn’t respond because I was trying to pretend I could keep my distance. That I could do my job and protect you without letting myself feel it.” He exhaled hard, then leaned in closer, forehead nearly touching Carson’s. “But when I saw you on the ground… none of that mattered. All I could think was, please don’t let him die before I get the chance to say it back.” Carson didn’t say a word. Just looked at him, waiting. Raymond’s voice was raw now. Exposed. “I love you. God help me, I do. And I’ll never be late again.” Carson smiled, bloody and bruised but bright. “Took you long enough.” Raymond laughed—shaky and low—before pulling Carson into his arms like he’d never let go. “He’s trying to escape, Carson said, pointing in the direction Eli had fled. Raymond took off, fury in every stride. He chased Eli across the back lawn of the campus, past the trees and onto the empty field where shadows stretched long and unforgiving. Eli turned just as Raymond
“Why are you here alone?” he asked, an expression on his face Raymond had never seen before. “Huh?” “Do you know how worried you made me? What if one of these perverts tries anything with you? If Sam hadn't called me…” “Sam called you?” Sam was one of the friends they had made at the sex parties. He had probably seen him and informed Carson about it. But why did Carson look so agitated? “You didn’t have to worry about me. I'm doing okay. Besides, no one can try shit with me. I’m a bodguard, remember?” Carson sighed heavily and dropped to his knees, holding his hands and kissing them again. Raymond was surprised by his actions. Why was he doing this? “I was worried, Raymond. Don't do this again.” “Why are you so worried? It's not like anything happened.” “It's because I care about you. I can’t let any of these bitches here take you away from me!” “Umm…I'm not sure what you mean, but…” “You know what I mean. I care for you, Raymond.” Carson rose to his feet. Raymond w
Bianca wrapped her legs around her husband's waist as he moved up and down, taking her dick, their cum dripping on the soft rug. Their actions had ignited a fire in Raymond's body, and he had felt so good watching them fuck. He was hard and he took out his cock, masturbating and watching them at the same time. So much so that he felt like joining them. As Bianca and her husband kissed, his lips traveling to his breasts, Raymond stroked his cock faster. When Ben and his wife were done, Raymond quickly put his dick back in his pants and returned to the room and pretended to be asleep. For days and even months after that, Raymond could not stop thinking about it. he loved watching it, and he wanted to watch it again. But it was sinful, so he pushed the thought to the back of his head. So, was Carson telling the truth? Did he have a sexual voyeur after all? Yet he could not be so sure. “How can I be so sure?” “Would you like to be sure?” Carson said with a smirk.
But Raymond did not listen. He twirled his tongue inside his ass, tasting every bit of him. He spat inside his ass. Carson closed his eye, stifling his moan. Raymond soon took out his tongue and inserted his finger into Carson ’s ass again. Carson gasped as he did that, closing his eyes as Raymond thrusted his thick fingers into him. He then placed the second finger, causing his to moan again. He was feeling so good. Raymond hand curved to find his sweet spot. He pressed it causing Carson to tremble with pleasure. He grinded his ass against his fingers. “Yes! There! That! There! Just one more! Nigh! Ah!” Raymond massaged Carson’s cock as well with the other hand , driving Carson mad. He began to thrust in and out of him, pumping his fingers harder inside as he leaned closer, devouring Carson ’s mouth. Carson convulsed with pleasure, his legs shaking in the air from the sweet sensations.◆◆◆◆ Time passed and Carson’s father’s men soon rescued them. At the time, they ha
As the storm raged on outside, Raymond and Carson huddled together in the cave, trying to warm each other up. They had been there for hours, and the cold was starting to take its toll. Carson , who had been quiet for a while, suddenly spoke up. "We need to find a way to secure ourselves for the night," he said, his voice shaking with cold. "This storm isn't going to pass anytime soon." Raymond nodded, and together they started to gather rocks and branches to create a makeshift barrier against the wind and rain. As they worked, they talked about their lives, their dreams, and their fears. As the night wore on, they found themselves getting closer and closer, until finally, they were sitting right next to each other. It was then that Raymond turned to Carson and kissed him. It was a soft, gentle kiss, but it was enough to spark a passion that had been building all night. As the storm raged on outside, they made love in the cave again, their bodies warm and entwined. It was