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that's not your thing, please take care of yourself and skip it. I won't be offended! And if that's your kink, wel

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ed over me. It was dark and cold, and the only source of light was the moonl

aned closer to me. His body givin

fied? "He spoke again, but I ignored him. Trying with

"He then says, and I turn back to look at him

m and all the things he just did to

Is it something I said? What's the matter? "He con

I lie as I battl

his voice, but I ignore him. I'm pissed but I'm not ready to

naked body under his. My senses follow his fingers as they travel down my bod

he leans even closer with his warm breath fanning

eyes, and as he begins to stroke my dick, I fi

estions further. Calling me by the pet name he gave me, and I

me. "He adds as he leans in to kiss me,

his around him. Even though I know it's not good for me,

rn to ice when he yanks the covers off us, and I inhale deeply when he plants a kiss on the tip of my cock. I look down at him, and sure enough, he's watching me. Studying how mu

th into his mouth. The feeling of his warm mouth around my dick sends all the cold I previously felt ev

uss as I grab

e around my length, but I almost lose it when he swa

I cuss as I bi

to suck every voice of reason from my head... And it seems to be working. Th

long, black hair. I struggle to hold back as he keeps swallowing my full length. Allowing my dick to slam into the back

"I warn him, but

s throat. I collapse back on the bed, panting, and I watch him swallow my cum. All of it. He stands up with a

esponds to his touch. How I can't turn him down. How it's so eas

turn my back to him. How will I be able to

t him, my body tingles when I feel his dick pressed against my bare ass. I shut my eye

n the side of my neck

enough of you. "He wh

elp myself. You're one piece of work that was created to push all my limits. I

? "I demand, and

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nly exist in your life to pleasure you in bed. Is that it? "I

ou... "He begins,

d he just stares at me. I immediately feel tears begin to sting the sides of my

don't know I mean it when I say it. I'm tired of the games. I need to know if you love me too, o

only fair that I know what my place is. Am I your prisoner? Your lover or just your boy t

e me an answer breaks

clearly told me from the start. This is where I belong. In your bed. No

t off the bed, pick my clothes off th

. Every action and decision I made that got me to this very point. Everything I did that

things will be different. Somehow, I'll make him see me as more than ju

inst logic, against common sense. How I fell wholl