LOGINt wasn't a person. It was a bear.They had seen tracks before, but they had never seen the animal itself.They were returning from a hunt one afternoon, carrying a rabbit they had snared. Aiden stopped suddenly. He put his hand on Julian’s chest, signaling him to freeze."Look," Aiden whispered.Abo
Three days later, the storm hit. It was a blizzard of epic proportions. The wind howled like a dying animal, rattling the window shutters. The temperature plummeted.They piled every blanket and fur they owned onto the bed. They huddled together for warmth, skin to skin.Julian woke up shivering. Th
The first week in the cabin was a blur of adjustment. There was no hum of electricity, no distant traffic, no ticking clocks. There was only the wind, the crackle of the fire, and the sound of their own breathing.They fell into a routine that was primitive and domestic. Aiden chopped wood. Julian c
Julian cried out, his head falling back. It burned. It had been days. He was tight.Aiden didn't stop. He thrust all the way in, burying himself to the hilt."Fuck!" Julian screamed. "Yes!"Aiden grabbed Julian’s hips. He fucked him hard and fast. The car rocked under their movements. The metal crea
Aiden sat in the back of a van parked three blocks from the precinct. He was shirtless, his shoulder bandaged, sweat gleaming on his chest. The van was filled with monitors.On the main screen, he watched Julian in the interrogation room. He watched every subtle shift of Julian’s body language. He s
Across from him sat DeteRtive Miller. A man with a tired face and a mustache that had seen better decades."You're saying he forced you," Miller said for the third time. He tapped his pen on the file. "He kidnapped you from your office? Held you for weeks?""Yes," Julian said. He kept his voice soft
At exactly nine o'clock, a soft knock. "Come in," I called out.Ethan entered. He'd changed into a simple white button-down, unbuttoned at the collar, and dark trousers. His hair was slightly damp.I gestured to my study. "In here, Ethan."He followed, and I closed and locked the door behind us, the
“Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his hips thrusting forward, burying himself deeper, cutting off my air. “Just like that. Such a good little cocksucker. You’re a natural, my boy. A natural-born sinner.”He started to move, his hips thrusting, fucking my face with a slow, deep rhythm. I was helpless, my hand
The door opened. A big hand shot out and grabbed my shirt, pulling me inside. The door slammed shut behind me. The sound was final, like a lock clicking into place. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the silence."On your knees."His voice was a low growl. It went right th
The fourth day, I watched Ethan squirm in his seat. He was feeling the effects of our previous session, carrying my cum inside him. After class, he approached my desk."Professor," he began, his voice low."Nine o'clock," I said, not looking up from my papers. "Don't be late.""Yes, Daddy," he whisp





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