Masuk“I’ll make sure when I’m done with you, you have no more hate left in you” I said softly into his face and before he could get out a response, I delved into his neck. “Ohhhh” he moaned, arching into me. I bit down hard on the sensitive skin, my body trembling as I felt him wrap his arms around my shoulders, securing me in place. Holding myself up with the flat of my palm, I let my other hand undo his robe deftly while still peppering his sensitive skin with bites. His legs thrashed about before I felt one leg hook around my waist. My breathing faltered and my body shivered… something about his want was driving me nuts. “Oh my god, Myles! Take me now” he begged in a crooked voice, his chest pressing into mine, his cock pressing into my abdomen. “Holy fuck, you're horny” I whimpered, my mouth hanging open. “Yes. Get the hate out of me” he said in a strangled breath. Instantly I tensed, feeling something crawl down my spine as I got myself into a straddling position, the center
“I’ll take the floor, you take the bed,” Dave said, throwing his bag on the old couch at the entrance of the room. I furrowed my brows as I turned to face him from inspecting the room. “Why?” I arched a brow, crossing my arms. He mirrored my expression, “why? What do you mean by why? We are men!” He answered, his jaw flexing slightly. “And?” I pushed, taking a single step closer, he eyed me with suspicion. “And men don't share a bed” he answered, flailing his arms to prove a point. I pinched the bridge of my nose, looking at him for at least ten seconds before answering. “Okay. Do you” With that, I turned and walked to the bathroom, not giving him a chance to respond as I gently shut the door behind me. Dave was homophobic and I hated when people were like that with me. I wasn't supposed to be pissed because I hadn't particularly stated my stand but something about his behavior before this moment always got to me. I don't know if he genuinely hated gay people, was in denial o
I shivered with a small whimper when I felt his cold palm on my ass. “Ivan” he hissed, rubbing my ass while I twerked needily for him. “Please Dorian, put all your manhood in my rear passage… urghhhhh” I pleaded, biting my bottom lip. “Damn, you want this ancient manhood in your back passage?” He said gruffly while I nodded frantically. “Yes! Don't hold back” He made a sound so deep and raised one keg to place on the edge of his desk beside me. I heard the sound of a zipper and then in one jaw wrenching penetration, he pushed his thick length deep inside me. My eyes bulged and the air was punched from my throat as he thrust so deep, I felt him in my stomach. My hand flew behind me to weakly stop him but he held my hand in place behind him, pulling out halfway and slamming back in. “Dorian” I whimpered but a hard slap made me muffle a scream. “Professor Dorian when I’m buried deep in your guts” he hissed shakily. “Mmmmm” was my broken response. A harder slap came again, thi
I gasped, eyes wide with shock as my back collided with the wall cutting off the air flow from my lungs. He stalked towards me, his eyes dark while I stared wide eyed as his tall frame finally stopped only a hair's breath from me. “What did you say, Ivan?” he asked in a voice so deep, I visibly shivered. My lips parted but no words came out, instead my watery eyes searched his eyes as I panted for breath. “Speak!” He growled, his brows furrowed. I melted, my eyes struggling to stay open. “I want you Professor Dorian” I whispered, tilting my head upwards to meet him but he turned away from me quickly. I exhaled, blinking softly as I dared raise a trembling hand to touch him but he caught my wrist so fast, closing the gap between us.He leaned in closer and for a moment I thought he was about to kiss me, instead his jet black orbs stayed on me long and hard, it made me feel hot all over. I wet my bottom lip as I mirrored his gaze. He bared his teeth and slapped the wall beside m
“What's going on here?” Arnold, our second cousin said carefully, his eyes forming slits as he stepped in and shut the door. Ken moved gently from me, while I turned to my side, swallowing hard. “It's not what you think… we were…”“Fucking” he caught Ken off, his lips tugging with a smile. Ken’s face visibly paled while I shivered. Arnold’s eyes slowly trailed on both of us then landed on the drill, his throat bobbing. “Wow. You do drills, huh?”Ken rose quickly, his cock swinging as he approached Arnold, probably oblivious to the fact he was still naked. “Arnold, it's some…”“Turn around” Arnold snapped low and sharp, his nose wheezing. Ken paused, his eyes going wide but still he turned around, facing me while I remained small on the bed, my breathing uneven. Arnold closed in on him and held his hips, lenaing in and kissing his neck softly while he looked me in the eyes through his lashes.My breathing hitched and I looked away shortly but looked back. Ken shivered and bit d
The cold, hard metal pressed harder, my cock grew stiff as the object pushed in deeper and harder. A rough growl escaped my lips and I grabbed my cock, stroking hard. “Holy fuck, Kennnnn”“Take it, Harry. Take this deodorant spray inside your rectum” he rasped roughly, his other hand splayed on my ass. He grabbed my ass hard, a slap following. Then his hand trailed down, spreading my left ass cheek apart and pushing the can in harder. My back locked and a raw scream erupted, my needy ass rocking and grinding into the object. “My boy, take it” he choked through clenched teeth. My brain fogged with pure, undiluted lust at the pet name. I began fucking the air, pushing the can deeper and deeper into me. My breathing was broken and coming in short broken howls. “Fuck me, Ken. Wreck me with the fucking cold metal”His hand left my ass and he moved to kneel beside me, reaching under and roughly twisting my nipples so hard, I yelped. His finger left immediately, trailing downwards a
I dropped my fork hard enough for my Mom to flinch.“Jay—”“You don’t get to call him that.”Silence.Heavy.Ugly.Mario sat across from me like he owned the damn table. Black t-shirt stretched over muscle. Tattoos crawling down thick forearms. Gold chain glinting against dark skin. Calm. Too calm.
In a swift move, Mario was tugging off my clothes roughly not caring that Tyson was still standing there watching us. I made a sound in my throat making him pause and glance over his shoulder, “come on, we are working your holes together” he said casually and my cock tightened, my ass squeezing th
Jason It's been weeks since my Mom came home and Mario true to his word had fucked me beyond any point of reasoning. He brutally fucked me against the door, in the bathroom, in the game room, in the garden behind the long flowers, oh how I loved it.He even fucked me in the car when Mom had state
I could barely control myself as I turned sharply, my hands reaching for his neck as I tried to kiss him but he caught both my hands easily in a firm grip. “Easy tiger” his voice was a low growl, “I don't make love…” he paused while I trembled with need and desire, totally unable to think, my brea







