LOGINASHER POV The cold air of the private Venom rink is the only thing keeping the fever in my blood from boiling over. I glide across the surface, the hollow ring of my skates echoing off the ICE RINK rafters. I pull my phone from my glove and send the DM. ASHER:Private wing. Now. Don't be late, scholarship. I toss the phone onto the bench and pick up my stick. My mind is a jagged mess of glass and static. I can still feel the ghost of the cuffs biting into my wrists from last night, the humiliating weight of his cock , and the way the "Ghost" moved over me. I came so hard I thought my heart would stop—an explosive, shameful betrayal of my own body. I’m being hunted in my own bedroom, threatened with a camera clip, and I can’t tell a soul. Not my mother. Certainly not Elliott. To admit I was taken like that is to admit I am no longer the King. Not when I have proof I like it. My dick jerks again and rag fill me "Betrayer" I murmur "I did nothing wrong" avoice sound And The h
"Good boy." I coo. Placing the cool lube into his ass crack, massaging it in with my index finger. His head whips back. "Telling me thank you?".I apply the lube to my index finger again and massage it past his entrance. Our eyes meet through the steam. His are wide and deep. Hungry and surprised. I twist my fingers past the entrance. My body is on fire at the tightness."Ready?"I push two fingers inside his ass."Fuuuuuuck." He grunts through the tape, a muffled, whimpering sound. His back arches, his legs raised, and his knees dug into the bed as he tries to adjust to the intrusion."Such fine ass, sucking in my fingers." I said, turning my fingers gently in him. "Your hole takes my fat fingers so well, I'll add another." He shakes his head, pushing up. I grab his hip and pull him onto my dick, raising his legs to hook around my waist, giving me full access."You're my good boy, and I'll treat you well."He grinds against my length in reply, an involuntary reflex, I knew, becau
Asher slapped my ass, and the effect is shocking. I cum hard and once. Still in his mouth, my dick limp now and my body sated. I take three deep breaths before taking my hands off the wall. He tries pushing me away."Not so soon, President," I reply, stroking his eyebrows with my thumb. He gulps. "We needed a deal."He blinks. I bend low to touch his nipple, pushing my cock deeper inside his mouth. I pinch it hard. He squeals on the bed."Don't get me hard now," I warn jokingly. "The deal is you'll keep quiet when I come out of your mouth." He rolls his eyes and I slip my cockout of his mouth a bit, then thrust back in with force. I brace my hand againstghe wall andhis head hit my palm. Quite the saving before he spills his brain. His eyes lift up at me, hands scratching me while I chuckle. "As I was threatening... you'll remain still and not make a noise. Unless you want 'mom dearest,' the soldiers downstairs, and your sibling to come in and see your bed full of your cum."His
The moment Asher’s eyes lock onto mine, a roar builds in his throat—a sound that would bring the Secret Service crashing through the doors in seconds. I don't give him the chance. My hand shoots out, grabbing a discarded silk tie from his nightstand and shoving it into his mouth to muffle the sound.He thrashes, his strength returning in a desperate surge, but I’m already pushing my cock into his mouth to cut of his noiss"You like my cock in your miuth" I question and he closes his mouth on me and raise his head up... I watch his eyes narrow"Fuck!!" the fucker bites me, scratching back of my legs with his nails"You like to play dirty president?" he stops and blink. Eyes wide in surprise"Yes. I know you'll be a president in ten or thirty years to come" I grunt and push my cock deeper inside till I reach his throat."Hmmmmm" a deep grunt escape from him.. Tip of his tongue wrapping around the base of my cock.. For a second."And I'm taking the honour of fucking a president" he licks
TORREN POVI climb on the bed; it dips as I bend both knees on the side of Asher by the wall and continue stroking his dick against his shorts, feeling and reveling in how they thicken in my palm."Fffffff," pride swells in me as he moans, his cock fattening as I continue the soft stroke."Is the prim and proper 01 hot for me?" No reply, of course. I lean into his ear, my gloved hand still on his cock."Say Torren," I whisper, hoping he says my real name, not my twin's. As it appears by the tiny drop of my heart, I don’t like him moaning my twin's name."Rem, fuck," he gasps. Fucker. I bite his ear and squeeze harder. He likes it.His body wiggles, the pale skin of his neck flushing a deep, needy red."Fuck 01!" My body sizzles with need and I stroke him faster. Feeling the thickening weight of his length"You've such a fat cock, President". He wiggles slightly. Red is sprawling up his neck and I feel precum on his pants."Yo, President. That hard for me?" My grip on him hardens as my
TORREN POV The ghost mask feels like a second skin, the internal voice modulator humming as I scale the fence of the Michigan estate. I’m not using chloroform tonight; it’s too slow, too cinematic. I have a tactical sedative patch in my bag- one touch to the neck and he’s out in three seconds.It has been two days since the lava-burning moment of that shower room. Two days since a weak attempt was made to get me out of this school, but I’m sure Elliott would’ve realized I’m not easy to get rid of... well, not this version of me that has ties in the military and NASA.Practice is tomorrow, the Venoms have me tagged, and I fear Asher will do well with his threat. As much as I don’t mind people knowing I suck dick or Asher's own... I can’t have my family know that. My mission doesn’t involve showing my skills to an enemy.So, here I am, ghost mask worn as I jump towards Asher's window—locked."Fuck me." I’ve tried getting into the Venom's mansion once , but the way in is tighter than a







