Claim Me Deeply

Claim Me Deeply

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By:  BomiOngoing
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"Good boys don't wear briefs," the man murmured in a low, seductive tone, causing Ivan's blood to heat up. An involuntary soft moan escaped Ivan's lips as he fought to catch his breath. Upon returning home from the office, he had purposely discarded his briefs, knowing the effect it had on his mysterious lover. The man always preferred him naked, and Ivan complied willingly. Whispering softly, Ivan repeated the words of his dream invader: "Good boys do not wear briefs." His voice was barely audible. The man pulled Ivan's buttocks firmly against his hips, causing a surge of sensations to rush through Ivan's body. "Good boys must be spanked," the man declared, inhaling Ivan's sweet scent, before planting his lips on the exposed soft skin. Ivan trembled and closed his eyes as the man playfully bit and kissed his neck, his hands teasingly exploring his torso, eventually reaching his sensitive, hardened nipples. After weeks of longing and erotic torture, there was one thing Ivan yearned for: Why couldn't his dream progress to the moment when the man actually penetrated him? The point where he claimed Ivan as his own. For at least, Ivan believed that he would truly comprehend what it felt like to be intertwined with him even in his dreams. To have himself be intimately connected with him. However, Ivan was aware that enduring the torture from this man, in his dreams, was the price he must pay for what he did ten years ago. Everything he feared, everything he regretted was coming back to slap him in the face tonight. By 6 p.m. he would be coming face to face with his dream invader at the college ten years reunion party, Shawn Maddox, in flesh.

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Chapter 1

Chapter One

The storm rolled in with a deafening rumble, its mighty sounds permeating every nook and cranny of the cozy apartment. Simultaneously, the rain intensified, pelting against the windows with increased force.

Flashes of lightning illuminated the room, highlighting the gathering darkness outside. The weather forecast had predicted this heavy downpour, warning everyone to avoid being caught outside or driving in the rain. Seeking shelter indoors was strongly advised.

Meanwhile, Ivan lay in a deep slumber on the bed, caught in a cycle of recurring dreams that seemed to grow more vivid each time.

In the dimly lit room, a familiar man stood at the bedroom doorway hastily removing his silk tie. The urgency with which he discarded it revealed his desperation for something, a desire that consumed him completely.

"Ivan?," he called out, his deep and melodious voice resonating throughout the bedroom.

Ivan, about to unbutton his shirt, froze momentarily. The sight of the exceptionally handsome man standing in the darkness, intently observing him with hunger in his eyes, left him breathless. Weeks of repetitive dreaming about this man without ever glimpsing his face had taken its toll on his psyche.

Anxiously, Ivan awaited the man's arrival, eager to be reunited with him. Fingers trembling with anticipation, he counted down silently—five, four, three, two... Despite constantly dreaming of him, Ivan had never laid eyes upon the man's face.

Ivan yearned for the man to take him to that illicit place he secretly craved, a place where he shamelessly exposed his vulnerability, free from any inhibitions. There, he could scream his pleasure to the heavens, lost in the ecstasy bestowed upon him by his enigmatic lover.

With purposeful strides, the man closed the distance between them, leaving the hardwood floor behind. Disregarding his tie, he tossed it onto the duvet cover before positioning himself behind Ivan, their reflections now visible in the mirror, but his face blurred.

The man's front pressed against Ivan's back, his tanned hands gliding over Ivan's arms, inducing a delightful shiver that coursed through his entire body. The sensation of the man's touch resembled butter, effortlessly smooth and tantalizing.

Ivan's nipples responded, hardening beneath the silk shirt, as he struggled to contain the rising desire. The sight of his own arousal pressing against the fabric proved irresistible.

"Good boys don't wear briefs," the man murmured in a low, seductive tone, causing Ivan's blood to heat up even further. An involuntary soft moan escaped Ivan's lips as he fought to catch his breath.

Upon returning home from the office, he had purposely discarded his briefs, knowing full well the effect it had on his mysterious lover. The man always preferred him naked, and Ivan complied willingly, no longer bothering with underwear whenever they were together.

Whispering softly, Ivan repeated the words of his dream invader: "Well-behaved boys do not wear briefs." His voice barely audible, the man pulled Ivan's buttocks firmly against his hips, causing a surge of sensations to rush through Ivan's body.

With each involuntary spasm, pre-cum flowed from Ivan's swollen tip, igniting an intense desire within him. He yearned for the man to penetrate him with his substantial member, longing to feel complete once again.

"Good boys must be spanked," the man declared, brushing Ivan's jet-black locks away from his neck before planting his lips on the exposed skin. Ivan trembled and closed his eyes as the man playfully bit and kissed his neck, his hands teasingly exploring his torso, eventually reaching his sensitive nipples.

Finally, the man's palm settled on Ivan's chest, his thumb tracing circles around his hardened peaks, gently squeezing. Starting softly, the man gradually applied more pressure, causing Ivan to cry out in pleasure, nearly reaching orgasm where he stood.

"Remove your shirt," the man commanded in a hushed tone, and Ivan obeyed without hesitation, his trembling fingers struggling with the buttons of his silk white blouse. The anticipation of what awaited him was driving him to the brink of madness.

The fabric fell to the floor, revealing Ivan's exposed body, which was met by a cool gust of air. In that moment, all Ivan desired was for the man to take his large hand and stroke his erect cock. He had fantasized all night about the precise instant when the man's fingers would glide over him repeatedly, exerting increasing force until Ivan exploded in pleasure onto his strong hand.

Lifting Ivan effortlessly, the man carried him to the bed. "I'm ready," Ivan breathed heavily. "Fuck me. Now, Shawn." His desperation was evident in his gaze and in the urgency of his voice. Ivan knew exactly what he wanted and could not bear to wait any longer. "Put me out of this misery," he pleaded.

However, the man remained unfazed by Ivan's plea. "Patience, my dear," he calmly replied, securing Ivan's wrists to the iron bed frame using his white-and-black-striped silk tie. He then took a white scarf, folded it in half, and blindfolded Ivan with it.

"You're restraining me?" Ivan questioned, his statement sounding more like a plea than a query.

The man did not feel compelled to answer. Instead, he walked over to the dresser, retrieved two more scarves, and returned to the bed, spreading Ivan's legs wide open.

The man exposed Ivan's wet flesh by tying his ankles one by one to the iron posts. Heat and need throbbed in his tightness as he felt the room fall into a dead silence.

Overwhelmed with the need to please, Ivan knew the man was staring at him. His chest heaved, nipples hardened with pain, and his manhood fully erected with arousal.

"I have dreamed of this moment for so long, Ivan," the man whispered, no longer pretending or engaging in foreplay. Without hesitation, he slipped a finger into Ivan's tight hole, causing Ivan to arch into his hand. "Ever since I met you, you've been such a bad boy. Now, look at you, you have turned into a good boy, waiting for me naked. Allowing me to tie you to your bed, spread your long legs open, and do anything I want to do to you after your day at work."

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Chapter One
The storm rolled in with a deafening rumble, its mighty sounds permeating every nook and cranny of the cozy apartment. Simultaneously, the rain intensified, pelting against the windows with increased force.Flashes of lightning illuminated the room, highlighting the gathering darkness outside. The weather forecast had predicted this heavy downpour, warning everyone to avoid being caught outside or driving in the rain. Seeking shelter indoors was strongly advised.Meanwhile, Ivan lay in a deep slumber on the bed, caught in a cycle of recurring dreams that seemed to grow more vivid each time.In the dimly lit room, a familiar man stood at the bedroom doorway hastily removing his silk tie. The urgency with which he discarded it revealed his desperation for something, a desire that consumed him completely."Ivan?," he called out, his deep and melodious voice resonating throughout the bedroom.Ivan, about to unbutton his shirt, froze momentarily. The sight of the exceptionally handsome man
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Chapter Two
Silence enveloped the room once more as Ivan understood that the man was waiting for him to reach a higher level of desire. A level that would have him begging for the man to take him to heaven."Are you ready for more?" asked the man, his voice trembling. "Would you like me to slide another finger into your pussy? You know, I don't like calling it a hole when it comes to you. I prefer calling it pussy, my pussy.""Please," Ivan moaned, closing his eyes and complying with the desperate request. "More. Give me more.""I would do anything for you," the man whispered just before his hot breath caressed Ivan's sensitive area. Holding his breath, Ivan anticipated the touch of the man's tongue on his testicle. Unable to wait any longer as the pleasure surged within him, Ivan thrust his hips up, pressing his hole against the man's lips.The man silently urged Ivan to let go, to release himself against his lips, his teeth. Ivan's body strained to reach the pinnacle, and with each thrust again
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Chapter Three
He recalled how he had taunted Shawn with his purity, never giving in, pushing him away and freaking out, declaring his love for him, asking for some person moments to think about them, only to choose to court Chloe throughout their college days until they broke up, having caught her fucking Liam, who would without thinking twice eagerly put his penis inside anything in a skirt. Ivan had remained undecided of what to do.He exhaled softly as he rubbed his face, glad that Serah had not returned from the night out with her best friend. He could not describe how it would be if Serah had walked in and seen him in that position. Ivan was not ready to come up with an emergency lie. He remembered this man, who had fallen hopelessly and madly in love with him.The man who was ready to do anything to have him in his life, the man he had brutally rejected without a single thought, the man who has now invaded his sleep every nights, stirring up every emotions and longings he once thought was bur
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Chapter Four
A strange sensation surged through his body, causing him to tremble at the mere thought of seeing Shawn again, this time in person. Most of his encounters with Shawn had been through magazine pages. Secretly, he had been following Shawn's online presence using an anonymous account. He had even mustered the courage to reach out to Shawn, asking if he would be interested in meeting or talking.When he caught a glimpse of Shawn the first time after five years, Ivan's mouth began to water, driven by a strong curiosity to find out what he had been up to since college.From just looking at his picture to closely watching his numerous televised interviews, it was undeniable that Shawn had a commanding presence. Standing tall at an impressive height, he emitted an aura of confidence and charm. His piercing deep blue eyes, highlighted by well-groomed dark eyebrows, sharp jaw, and his jet black hair styled to perfection seemed to hold a spark of ambition, determination, and something else that
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Chapter Five
For Ivan, it was both a sense of right and wrong. It felt incorrect to lead Sara on when his feelings for her were not based on sincere love, yet it felt appropriate to seize the opportunity before him with wisdom.Ivan had made a vow to never hurt Sera in any way, but instead to provide her with abundant care and attention. As time passed after proposing to her, which she eagerly said Yes to, he gradually realized that what he felt for her was not mere likeness, but rather a sincere blossoming of love for Sera Grayson. However, everything changed on that fateful evening when he received a message that would completely upend his life, reopening a chapter he had believed to be closed forever. The moment Sera laid eyes on that message, and read it out loud, Ivan ceased to be the Ivan he had been two years prior to when he had known Sera. This time, he transformed into the Ivan he once was during his college days."Pardon me, did you say something?" Ivan inquired, this time looking dir
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Chapter Six
Before Ivan knew what was happening, Shawn's lips collided with his in a fierce kiss that shook him to the core. His tongue found entrance into Ivan's mouth as he sweetly kissed and dominated him.Ivana stood motionless, everything came to a halt, with wide eyes open in shock, feeling Shawn's soft, yet dominating lips on him.Coming back to his senses, Ivan pushed Shawn away from him. His palm collided with Shawn's cheek in a resounding slap that left the side of Shawn's face red from the impact."You disgust me," Ivana told him, turned around, and walked out.That was the last time he ever set his eyes on Shawn. He never saw him until they graduated from college. Now, tonight, he would be coming face to face with Shawn, in the flesh.Everything he had feared for so long, everything he regretted was coming back to slap him in the face tonight. Maybe this time if he faced his mistakes, he prayed silently, he could finally recover.Ivan cleared his throat slightly. He gave Sera a small
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Chapter Seven
Ivan's blood grew cold. He knew who Madeline was talking about, even though the desperation to crane his neck and look at shawn rose within him. Ivan couldn't summon the courage to meet his gaze. He looked at Madeline, who was already looking at him, and then at Shawn, standing and doing God knows what, and being in God knows which location.Ivan could feel his hand trembling as he held the champagne glass, even though he had been drinking since the reunion party started. Suddenly, his throat became dry. This time around, he didn't need to gulp down a champagne but something strong, something capable of calming his tense nerves.Madeline patted his shoulder softly and walked past him, obviously going over to Shawn. Ivan shakily exhaled as he slowly turned, and his eyes landed on Shawn. But he couldn't help but notice the very handsome blonde man standing close to him, giving Shawn a sweet smile that made Ivan's stomach churn.He realized Shawn hadn't come alone to the party, he came w
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Chapter Eight
Shawn unexpectedly lost his breath. He was even more handsome now than he had been in college, manly fair, and as prim and proper as usual. But the raw need in his eyes drew him to Ivan like a moth to a flame.Ten years had passed since that day in the locker room when he had caught Ivan, who told him he was not gay and would never be one, swapping spit with Alexander Stroviv. He had fooled himself into believing Ivan was straight, as he had endlessly said, and that he was pushing too much. He hated the fact that he had thought he had freaked out Ivan, wanting him to do things he never wanted and had decided to take it slow or back out. Begging to be kissed by Ivan, to touch him, to hug him, Ivan had rejected him, pushed him away, threatened him, called him all sort of hurtful names, Yet, he was in the boy's locker room, going hot with Alexander, an image even after ten years, Shawn hadn't forgotten about it.Still, wanting to be with Ivan was instinctual. Like jumping out of a tenth
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Chapter Nine
Just like he had felt ten years ago, Shawn felt a pang of hurt and pain seeing Ivan making out with the woman he was sure was his fiancée. He hated that he felt this way with just one action from Ivan; this wasn't the new plan. The supposed plan was to ignore Ivan throughout the party, pretend he wasn't there, flaunt his fake boyfriend in his face unbothered, and head back to France like he never came. But it now looked as though the opposite was happening. Instead, it's Ivan flaunting his fiancée right in his face, kissing her passionately, knowing he might be watching, and fuck yes! He had been watching.He had been watching Ivan's every move ever since he laid eyes on him.He had been watching the way he smiled, his dimples appearing cutely on his cheeks.He had been watching the way he held the champagne glass. Heck! A silly thought had crossed his mind, hoping it was his cock Ivan was gripping that way instead."Get a grip of yourself, Shawn Maddox," he chastised himself, hating
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Chapter Ten
"Thanks," he muttered softly, taking the glass of scotch from Shawn.They spent what felt like hours on end sipping and not saying a word. Even though Ivan yearned to hear Shawn's voice, his increasing madness stemmed from his desperate desire for Shawn to say anything, whatever it may be. Even if Shawn had nothing to contribute, Ivan hoped he would engage in conversation about the party or the drinks.Looking directly at Shawn felt daunting, prompting Ivan to swiftly gulp down the remains of his drink, forcing it down his throat and clearing his throat in anticipation of Shawn's response.Meanwhile, Shawn struggled to maintain composure externally, but internally, he was shaking. Standing next to him, Ivan's physical presence was palpable, as was the familiar scent of cologne that Shawn still realized had become Ivan's favorite. While discreetly sipping his drink, Shawn fought to conceal his trembling hand.He pondered what was going through Ivan's mind at that moment. Hoping he wou
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