I won't force you

Kon struggled to get Osy off him, but Osy was stronger. He pinned Kon's hands behind him and led him back towards the bed.

Kon's struggles didn't faze him at all. He threw him to the bed and fell on him, locking him under him.

"Let me go, you beast of a man!" Kon struggled under him. "I'm not gay! I don't love men!"

"Oh, you don't?" He laughed. "You are mine now, Kon. And you are whatever I say you are." He said before he kissed him.

Kon's mouth was tightly closed, to keep Osy away. He had to bite his lower lip to get him to open his mouth before he slipped his tongue into Kon's mouth. And like the first time they kissed, Kon tried to bite him.

However, he was more prepared today than he was on the day he kissed Kon. He slipped his tongue out of Kon's mouth just as Kon's upper teeth connected with his lower.

"Don't worry, I won't take you today. I don't force anyone." He smirked. "You will come to me on your own, Kon. And you will beg me to take you."

He trailed his hand down Kon's body.

He found the zip of Kon's trousers and lowered them.

"What do you think you are doing!" Kon struggled.

"You will see what I'm doing." Osy held Kon in place with his body and left hand while removing his necktie with his right hand.

With it, he tied Kon's hands together on the bedpost.

"Let me go!" Kon struggled, but he was no use.

"You don't have a say any more, Kon." Osy caressed his cheeks. "You are now mine to do as I please. But don't worry, I won't take you now. Well, not until you willingly give yourself to me."

"In your dreams!" Kon spat on him.

The sound of a slap resounded in the room as Osy's palm collided with Kon's cheeks.

He wiped the spit off his face.

"I don't like hitting you, Kon." He wiped the tears that flowed from Kon's eyes. "If you are a good boy, I won't ever lay my hand on you. But you always make me do that." He cleaned Kon's cheeks. "Don't cry, I don't like seeing you in tears."

"You are a beast!" Kon growled. "I will never willingly submit to you! You will have to kill me if that is what you want!" Kon screamed.

"What do I want?" He chuckled. "I want you alive, not dead."

He removed Kon's trousers and his undies, leaving him naked from the waist down.

"What are you doing?" Kon tried to turn to cover his legs, but Osy didn't let him. He knelt between Kon's legs.

"Please don't." Kon sobbed.

"I won't force you, Kon."

He touched Kon's shaft.

It was semi-hard.

"And here is the boy who claimed he's not gay." He fisted his palm on Kon's semi-hard shaft and pressed.

"Stop!" Kon screamed. "Don't touch me there!" Kon bit hard on his lower lip.

"And where do you reckon I shouldn't touch you?" He palmed Kon's balls.

"You said you won't force me."

"And I'm not doing that. I only want you to feel nothing but pleasure." He slid his hand up and down Kon's shaft.

"I would rather not feel pleasure." Kon had to bite hard on his teeth to prevent a moan from escaping.

"Just see how hard you have become, Kon." He smirked, pleased with his handiwork. "You claimed not to be gay, but you became hard when a man touched you down there. Is that how those who are not gay behave?" He pumped his hand fast on Kon's shaft.

"Please… fuck!" Kon buckled his hips.

Osy circled his thumb on the tip of Kon's shaft.

"Stop!" Kon cried out.

He felt a tightening in his stomach.

"You are beautiful down here, Kon." He murmured.

His eyes were fastened on Kon's shaft as if it were the best thing he had ever seen.

Kon's moans made him increase his pace.

He palmed Kon's balls just as he pinched the tip of Kon's shaft.

Kon felt an uncomfortable tightening in his stomach.

He curled his toes.

"You are coming already?" Osy was shocked when he felt Kon grow bigger in his hands.

"You are truly a virgin, Kon." He licked the tip of Kon's shaft. And that was enough to hasten his orgasm.

With a loud cry, Kon came.

His cries were heard by the bodyguards stationed outside. But they all kept a straight face and pretended they didn't know what was happening in the room next to them.

Kon lay on the bed, spent and panting for breath.

"If only you knew what you do to me." Osy sighed. It took all his self-restraint to keep his hands to himself.

He untied Kon from the bed and carried him into the bathroom.

A bath that should have taken no more than thirty minutes took Osy close to one hour because the boy was reluctant to let him bathe him.

He carried him into the room and deposited him on the bed.

Kon crawled to the other side to keep a bit of distance from Osy.

"You don't have to look at me that way. I have no interest in forcing you. As I said, you will come to me." Osy walked over to where Kon was and pecked him on the forehead. "Dry your hair and wear dry clothes to prevent catching a cold." He instructed before he left, banging the door behind him.

Kon sat on the bed as tears trailed from his eyes.

He felt used and bitter toward himself for allowing Osy to treat him the way he did.

He glanced at the evidence on the bed, and more tears flowed.

"I'm such a fool."

He knelt and placed his head on his knees.