Six: Entangled

Travis's POV

I pulled my lips away from his and he pulls me back to himself. Every bot of his body wanting me.

My eyes widened in shock.

I couldn't believe it, Mr. Alvarez is... gay.

I swallowed, shoving his hand away as he tried to touch my face again.

I attempted to walk out of the door, but he sends out a threat, "If you walk out of that door, I'll have you killed."

My legs froze at the spot, my hands shaking from touching the doorknob.

I pressed my lips against each other and shut my eyes in regret.

His gentle footsteps approached me.

I closed my eyes, imagining what he was going to do to me.

So, I'm just going to let him use me as he pleases.

Well, I don't have much choice do I?

He has all the power to kill me and bury the case since the sheriff is on his side.

His hands ran around my waist, loosening my towel.

My words got stuck in my throat. A bit of tear running down my eye. I couldn't resist him even though I wanted to.

"Your body... It's extraordinary. I've never seen such beauty." He remarked, placing his wet tongue on my neck.

It tickled, but I didn't think it to be funny.

I'm fucking having a man, trying to make love to me.

"Turn around." He commanded, sniffing my towel in his hands.

I sluggishly turned around, my eyes locked upon his.

I saw how his eyes stare at my penis amicably, his lips partly open in awe.

"It's even bigger than Johnny's." The words slipped out of his mouth in whispers.

"Come closer." He beckoned, letting the towel fall on the floor.

I gulped, my whole body shivering.

How do I explain to him that I'm not gay, I've never had sex with a man before.

Would he even believe me?

Does he think I actually had se...did he think I and his son are...

Wait a sec! Dies this mean his son is also gay?

Really, so I'm exacting revenge on a gay?

How am I supposed to stick with it?

His father already finds me attractive.

"Oh! My gosh!" I exclaimed aloud, giggling uncontrollably.

I felt his salivary tongue down there—down upon my flaccid dick.

The sensation was nothing I could comprehend.

"Ugh!" I found myself moaning without even realizing it.

I felt hot inside as his closed his mouth upon it.

My stomach twists.

Honestly, it was beginning to feel good.

My flaccidity became stiff in no time.

I stuttered backwards, leaning against the table for support.

He pulled out his mouth and beckoned on me to stay still.

"I...I." my fingers scratched upon the table, looking for a surface to hold unto.

I have an old man beneath me sucking my dick. Of course I'm not okay.

My legs even stagger.

I'll do anything to escape this scenario that had befallen me. 

He grabbed my hand and puts it upon his head and then puts his mouth back upon my groin.

His lips lapping my protruding cum this time.

Uh...I felt even hotter. It was pleasurable.

A pleasure that could neither be denied or comprehended.

I wanted him to stop, but part of me wanted him to keep up.

Why is my body betraying me. What is this feeling that's taking over me?

He pulled his mouth out and licked his fingers gently.

"Do you wish to suck mine?" He questioned, looking in between my opened legs.

I put up a disgusted look and nodded sideways to say a 'no'.

"Well then, let's do this again tomorrow, I really enjoyed my time with you." He confessed.

I can't be say the same for him, because he has just ruined my day.

He bends toward the ground, picking up my towel.

"You have the perfect body I've ever seen, the sweetest cum and the most beautiful eyes. What will it take to have you on my bed every night?"

Is he for real right now?

Is he asking what it'll take for me to let him suck my dick everyday?

Does he wish to kill me, because that'll be easier with a gun instead.

This could actually be a chance for me right now.

I grabbed the wallet on his hand, using it to pull him close to myself.

I widened my legs and buried his waist in my thighs.

He let out a faint groan, tightening his teeth.

I have the slightest idea of what I was doing, but somehow I didn't want this opportunity to slip away. It could be the ticket I need to exact my revenge against his son.

"You asked me what it'll take my hot body to lay upon your bed every night?" I said biting my lips softly. I see girls doing it all the time in movies, whenever they want to seduce the men.

I figured out it may work since it's a gay thing.

"Yes, speak to me. Anything." He replied.

This was a confirmation that he was actually serious.

I can't believe it, he'll actually do anything to suck my cum.

How sweet is it?

"Tell me." He beckons again, wrapping his hands around my waist.

I gulped, looking into his desperate eyes.

"Your trust. I want to be your personal assistant." I said without muttering the words.

"Per..." He muttered and paused. His eyes squinting at me.

I could tell he was suspecting something, so I had to clear his doubts.

"I figured that's the only way I could be close to you since I'm your son's bodyguard." 

"Well, that'll be difficult for now. My son must never know about us and moreso, he must never discover that I'm into men." Mr. Alvarez tone had a note of fright.

"Well, I guess you can't have me on your bed then." I said looking away from him.

"You wouldn't dare defy me." He grabs my jaw with a hand.

His hands felt strong, hurting me.

He leans forward, giving me a kiss.

"I own you now." His voice was barely above a whisper, but commanding as though I was his property.

He used his both hands to open my thigh and got out of my grip.

"Ensure nobody sees you leaving this room." He commanded and walked out.

"Fuck!" The exclamation slipped out of my mouth.

I took hold of my towel and made a walk.

Ouch!

My dick hurts. It feels swollen.

I felt like I have just lost a fight with Mr. Alvarez.

I can't let him own me without getting what I want from him.

If this is a game, then let's play.