บททั้งหมดของ INFINITE SHADES OF GAY: A Collection Of Raw MM Erotica : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

ONCE A CAT BURGLAR, NOW A DON'S FUCK BOY 5My fists unclenched just to claw at the headboard, wood splintering under my nails. I loved the fire it ignited.He rose behind me, cock nudging my entrance. It was a hot, blunt pressure.He leaned above me and took a lube from the nightstand. I felt the cool drizzle down my crack, his fingers working it in, scissoring until I stretched open. Then he pushed his cock into me, slowly, inch by inch, the burn fading to fullness. Then he bottomed out, hips flush against my ass. We both groaned, the sound mingling in the air.He pulled back, thrust forward, deeply, steady rhythm building. Slaps of skin filled the room, wet and rhythmic. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me back onto him with each snap. Pleasure spiked with every grind against that spot inside; stars burst behind my eyelids. Moans tore from my throat—loud, desperate. “Harder… please…”He obliged, pace quickening, thrusts rougher, balls slapping my ass. Sweat slicked our skin; his

ONCE A CAT BURGLAR NOW, A DON'S FUCK BOY 7 AND ALLEY WAY FUCK. The next morning started with Vittorio pinning me to the bed, his thick cock thrusting deep and slow, stretching my hole until I moaned his name. His hands bruised my hips, his bourbon-vanilla scent soaking into my skin as he filled me with hot pulses, growling “Mine” against my neck. Palms curled in the pillows, I'd arch back, hating how my body craved the burn, the fullness that left me leaking and sore. This rhythm defined my life. I was passed, praised, and reclaimed. Until that night. Don sat on the leather couch, fire crackling low, whiskey glass in hand. He tugged my leash and I straddled him naked, his slacks the only barrier. “Sit still, pet.” he commanded. But the heat built, his hardened cock pressing against mine through fabric, my hole clenching emptily. Pleasure coiled; I shifted, rubbing my cock slowly against his. Moans escaped us, low from him, broken from me. Palms curled on his shoulders, nails leaving

I LET THE MECHANIC RUIN ME WITH A FUCK MACHINE 2 “Oh Fuck…” I moaned, head falling forward. My cock was leaking steadily now, a thin string of precum dangling from the tip of my cock, before breaking and falling to the concrete floor. The machine had found my prostate and was hammering it mercilessly. Each powerful thrust of the thick dildo stretched my hole wider, the veined silicone dragging along my inner walls before slamming back in with wet, obscene squelching sounds. My legs trembled violently in the spreader bar, wrists burning from the cuffs suspended above my head. I was completely helpless, hanging there like a piece of meat, ass presented perfectly for the machine to destroy. Vik took a few strides back and dropped into his old office chair, legs spread wide. His massive cock stood proud between his thick thighs, heavy and veined, the head already glistening with precum. He wrapped one big, calloused hand around it and started stroking slowly, eyes never leaving me.

MY CONSTRUCTION SITE FUCK-LOVE STORY2The rest of the workday was pure hell.Every time I looked at Elias across the site, my cock throbbed at the memory of his mouth around me. He kept stealing glances too, cheeks flushed, shifting uncomfortably in his dusty work pants. We both made sure to stay visible, acting normal, but the tension between us was electric.I deliberately delayed the final inspection reports until well after sunset. One by one, the other workers packed up and left. When the last truck drove off, only Elias and I remained on the quiet construction site.I locked the main office door behind us the moment he stepped inside.The moment the lock clicked, I was on him.I dropped to my knees right there in the middle of my office in the site, not even bothering to turn on the main lights. The only illumination came from the small desk lamp, casting a warm, golden glow over us. I yanked his belt open with impatient hands and pulled his pants and boxers down to his thighs.

MY CONSTRUCTION SITE SEX-LOVE STORY 4 I pulled his trousers and boxers down just enough, bent him slightly forward over the desk, and slid back inside him in one smooth thrust. A whimper laced with pleasure and pain escaped his mouth. But I fucked him standing up — slowly but deep, one arm wrapped around his chest, the other stroking his cock as I took him from behind. Elias moaned shamelessly, pushing back onto me, begging for more. “Please… don’t stop… I need more….” I gave him everything he begged for, thrusting harder, kissing his neck and shoulders until he came again with a broken sob. I followed soon after, filling him once more. When we finally pulled apart, both of us were breathing hard, covered in sweat and cum. I kissed him softly and asked, “Would you like to spend the night at my place?” Elias looked at me with shy, sparkling eyes and nodded. “Yes… please.” The drive to my apartment was quiet at first. Then I glanced over at him and said, “I want your mouth while