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Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Author’s note
💕 Author’s NoteAnd just like that, we’ve reached the end of our journey together. 🥹❤️Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story and for staying with these characters until the very end. Every chapter, every emotion, and every twist was written with love, and I truly hope you enjoyed the journey as much as I enjoyed creating it.If you enjoyed the book, I would really appreciate it if you could leave an honest review. ⭐ Your thoughts, opinions, and feedback mean so much to me as an author and help other readers discover the story too.Whether you loved it, hated a certain character 😂, cried over a scene, or wished things had gone differently, tell me what you honestly think! I’d love to hear from you.And if you’d like to see more of my stories and stay updated on my future novels, please follow my account. 💕 More stories, more drama, more romance, and more unforgettable characters are coming!Thank you for reading, supporting, and being part of this journey. Until ou
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Punished
Morning came gray and quiet.I woke on the floor where he had left me the night before, still naked, still faintly sticky with the last load he had put in me before sleep. My body ached in deep, specific places—hips, throat, the tender rim of my hole. Marcus was already awake, dressed, sitting in the armchair with coffee. He watched me surface without speaking.“Up,” he said. “Shower. Cold. Then back here on your knees.”I obeyed. The water was brutal. I scrubbed until my skin stung, dried with the towel he allowed me for thirty seconds, and returned to the center of the living room. I dropped to my knees, hands on my thighs, eyes up. My cock was already half-hard from the routine of it, from the knowledge of what the day would be.Marcus set his mug aside and stood.“Last day,” he said. “I’m sending you back tonight. You’re going to tell my daughter everything. The woman. This cabin. My cock. All of it. And then you’re going to live with whatever she decides. But first you finish pay
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Punished
He made me stay open on the couch while the light outside faded from gold to gray.My legs remained pulled back, hands locked behind my knees, hole exposed and still slick. Every few minutes another slow trickle of his cum slipped out of me and ran down onto the leather. I felt each one with perfect clarity. Marcus sat in the armchair and watched, nursing a third cup of coffee, expression unreadable. The waiting itself had become part of the payment—long stretches of silence in which the only things that existed were the ache in my used body and the knowledge that he would take me again whenever he chose.When he finally set the mug down the soft sound felt like a verdict.“On the floor. On your back. Same position.”I moved. The wood was colder than the couch. Marcus stood over me, already hard again when he freed himself, and poured fresh oil directly onto my hole. He worked two fingers in, then three, then four, stretching me with patient, ruthless care until the burn edged into so
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Punished
He let me rest longer than I expected.I stayed on my back on the couch, legs still loosely open, feeling every residual throb in my hole and every slow leak of his cum down the cleft of my ass. The leather had grown warm under my skin. My cock lay soft and spent against my stomach, sticky with my own release. Outside, the light had shifted; the afternoon was deepening. Inside, the only sounds were the wind and the occasional quiet movement of Marcus somewhere in the cabin.When he returned he was carrying a fresh bottle of oil and a clean towel. He set both on the low table and looked down at me for a long moment, eyes moving over the marks he had already left—finger-shaped bruises on my hips, the faint redness around my hole, the dried streaks on my stomach and thighs.“On the floor,” he said. “Hands and knees. Facing away from me.”I rolled off the couch and into position. The wood was harder than the leather. Marcus walked behind me, crouched, and ran two fingers through the mess
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Punished
He left me on the floor longer than before.I stayed on my hands and knees while the last of his cum slipped out of me in slow, warm trickles. The wood was hard under my palms. My shoulders ached. Every small shift of my weight made me feel how open and used I still was. Marcus moved around the cabin behind me—quiet footsteps, the soft clink of a glass, the rustle of fabric. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The silence itself was an instruction: stay where I put you.When he finally came back he crouched beside me and ran two fingers through the mess between my legs, collecting what had leaked and pushing it back inside with deliberate pressure.“Hold it,” he said. “I want it still in you when I take you again.”I clenched as best I could. The effort made my cock twitch against my stomach, already starting to fill once more despite how spent I felt. Marcus noticed. He always did. He gave the head a single, almost idle stroke with his thumb, then stood.“Up. Couch. On your back.”I
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Punished
He left me bent over the arm of the couch for a long time.I felt every pulse in my used hole, every slow trickle of his cum sliding down the inside of my thighs and dripping onto the floor. My arms stayed locked behind my back. My cheek pressed against the cool leather. The cabin air moved across my skin and made me shiver, but I didn’t move. Marcus had told me to stay, and the weight of that order was heavier than any physical restraint.I heard him move around the room—water running in the kitchen, the soft sound of a towel, the quiet click of a cabinet. When he came back he stood behind me for another long moment, just looking. I could feel his eyes on the mess he had left between my legs.“You’re still dripping,” he said. His voice was calm again, almost observational. “Good. I want you to feel it every time you move.”A warm, wet cloth pressed between my cheeks. He cleaned me with the same thorough, unhurried attention he gave everything else—wiping away the excess, spreading me
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Ruined By The Quarter back Junior (V)
The locker room had become a prison of steam, sweat, and unrelenting lust. Alex could barely stand after the shower marathon, his legs shaking violently as residual cum continued to trickle down his inner thighs despite the water. His hole felt ruined—puffy, sore, and strangely empty now that Jax h
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Ruined By the Quarter back’s Junior (IV)
The heavy slam of the locker room door still reverberated in the silence long after Jax had left, but Alex remained slumped on the wooden bench, chest heaving, body trembling from the aftershocks. Cum continued to leak slowly from his abused hole, warm and sticky, pooling beneath him on the worn su
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Ruin By The Quarter backs Junior (III)
The metallic clang of the locker doors still echoed in Alex’s ears as Jax marched him toward the long wooden bench in the center of the changing area. Cum from the brutal first round already leaked down the freshman’s inner thighs in warm, sticky trails, marking him with undeniable evidence of what
Rough Hands(20 gay steamy Encounters) Ruined By The Quarter back Junior (II)
Jax’s grip on Alex’s wrist tightened like a vice, fingers digging into the soft skin with enough pressure to promise bruises by morning. The freshman’s pulse thundered wildly beneath that hold, a frantic rhythm that matched the chaotic swirl of fear, shame, and forbidden arousal twisting deep in hi
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