LOGIN*JAMIN* I couldn’t sleep. I kept trying, but my mind refused to quiet down.I was still thinking about how to avoid him somehow and turn off these feelings. Then I heard footsteps in the hallway and the soft click of my bedroom door opening. I didn’t need to look to know who it was. I closed my eyes and kept them shut, pretending I was already asleep. I didn’t want to see him right now. The mattress dipped behind me. A moment later, strong arms pulled me back against a solid chest. His breath warmed the back of my neck as he settled in, holding me against his body. I squeezed my eyes tighter and tried to ignore the way my heart reacted. I wished he would stop holding me like this. I didn’t want to like the weight of his arms around me. I didn’t want to like how safe and warm it felt.I didn’t want to like him anymore.***************EARLIER THAT EVENING…*LEONARDO* I rarely attended social events, but Timothy Blackwood was an important business
*JAMIN* I hated being put on the spot. Everyone at the table was looking at me, waiting for an answer I didn’t have…or rather, an answer I couldn’t give.Luckily for me, Layla saved my ass. “Cut it out, Andrew.” Her voice was firm enough to shift the mood, and she smoothly changed the subject. The others followed her lead after a second, conversation slowly picking up again around me. Andrew shot me one last look before turning away. I barely noticed. My mind was already spinning.A plaything to a man…that’s who I am. It was supposed to be that simple. Stay useful until he decided the debt was paid or he got bored, then he lets me go. But somewhere along the way I had started wanting more. And him letting me go had become my biggest fear.************** It was late the following night. Mister wasn’t home yet. I lay on my bed scrolling through my phone with no real purpose until a headline stopped my thumb. Billionaire Leonardo Madrigal and H
*JAMIN* “Fuck…” Mister groaned as I took him deeper down my throat. I was already fully dressed for the first day of school…dark jeans, white shirt, backpack on the floor but he pulled me to my knees in the living room and now, I had his cock stretching my mouth. I focused on doing it well, using my tongue the way he liked, breathing carefully through my nose whenever he pushed deeper. The heavy weight of him against my tongue, the clean scent of his skin, the low sounds he made above me all sent heat curling through my stomach. I liked knowing I was the reason his breathing had gone uneven. His hand settled on the back of my head, pushing himself deeper into my mouth as his hips gave a final thrust. He came with a rough groan, flooding my throat. I gagged around him, eyes filling with tears, but I stayed in place until he finished. When he pulled back, a thin string of saliva and cum connected my lower lip to him for a second before it broke
*JAMIN* I walked into the kitchen and stopped.The large secondary fridge Mister had ordered a month ago still stood against the wall. I opened it, slowly and stared at the rows of chocolate milk that filled every shelf from top to bottom… glass bottles and cartons, all the same high-end brand. There were so many that for a second I just stared, wondering how anyone was supposed to finish it all. I remembered the exact words he had used the day it arrived. *Top brand. Best cocoa they make. Proper ingredients, not the cheap sugary garbage you always buy. You can drink as much as you want… all yours.* Back then, the gesture had felt almost aggressive, like he was trying to force me out of the dark hole I had fallen into after seeing my mother. I had still been raw from her rejection, barely eating, barely speaking. The fridge full of chocolate milk had seemed pointless. I reached out and took one of the bottles out, twisted the cap, and drank.Wo
Falcon’s name flashed on the screen. Julius answered immediately, already irritated. “What the fuck, man? I thought you had gotten killed or something. What’s with the one-word replies these past few weeks?” On the other end, Falcon’s voice was low and careful. “I was trying to be as careful as I could. Italy isn’t my territory, and I almost got noticed by one of his men.” Julius forced himself to calm down. “They didn’t take note of you, right?” “No. But at this point, there’s nothing for you to worry about anymore.” “What do you mean?” “I can boldly confirm that if you want to break Leonardo, you can use that boy.” Julius slowly sat down in his swivel chair. A moment later his phone began filling with images. He opened them one by one.Photograph after photograph from Italy. Leonardo and the blond boy walking through crowded streets, standing in front of landmarks, sitting across from each other at outdoor tables. In several shots
*JAMIN* Mister started moving immediately, deep and hard, chasing the last of the cold with every powerful stroke. The sheets under us were soaked and cold against my back. Every thrust forced another helpless sound out of me, high, shaky, unrestrained. He leaned down and kissed me roughly, swallowing the noises, tongue claiming my mouth the same way his cock claimed the rest of me. Then he dragged his lips to my neck and sucked hard enough to bruise while he fucked me through the oversensitivity. One of his hands found a half-melted cube and pressed it firmly against my nipple again while he drove into me. The fresh shock of cold on top of the relentless internal heat made my vision white out for a second. My thighs clamped around his waist. I came suddenly, without warning, the orgasm ripped from me in hard, pulsing waves. I clenched around him so tightly he cursed, spilling across my own stomach in thick ropes while my body shook uncon
*JAMIN* “Have you seen Caesar lately?” My co-worker, Frank asked as we both lifted bottles crates from a truck and into the warehouse. “No.”Then again, I really haven’t seen him in months. Caesar used to work some part time gigs with Frank and I. “I had found it suspicio
*LEONARDO* Jamin scurried back a bit and hurriedly explained, still on his knees. “I…I…it’s been awhile since my last master and I haven’t done it with anyone ever since. So my skills are a bit lacking…”I shut my eyes briefly in frustration. I had no time to teach anyone anything rig
*LEONARDO* My new pet checks all my boxes. Sure I knew some of these submissives on the apps were mainly into this because of the money and I don’t mind playing at all.But for my moral code, one must be a masochist to be with me. I needed them to be able to take all the pain I give. H
*JAMIN* No!This was the only “10k” I’ve been able to find so far.I can’t lose him!I could lie, right?A harmless little lie.So I replied. 25 wasn’t that far from 22. I’d be 25 before you know it.Me: [I’m twenty-six]Mister:[Send a picture] A picture? What does he need a picture for?







