تسجيل الدخولMatthias was feeding him his own cum. And instead of being disgusted, he was turned on. He kissed him until he became dizzy and couldn't breathe. Then only did Matthias pull back, arms bracketing Dante's head."Fuck, Dante. That was good," Matthias said.Dante looked at Matthias, cheeks a dark shade of pink. He was blushing. How cute."Can I go now?" Dante asked, but he didn't feel like moving for some reason."No. A day hasn't passed yet," Matthias said.That means... Matthias was going to fuck him for a day, right? Dante should feel mortified—well, he was—but a part of him wanted to be taken against his will by Matthias."W-what are you going to do? To me?" Dante hated how his voice sounded.This wasn't him. He was confident and fearless. Not this stumbling and stuttering mess."Everything, Dante, everything. I can show you all the things I can do to your body, if you give me time."What was Matthias saying? Dante didn't understand.Matthias was greedy. Yes, he knew it was impossibl
He begged. Begged to be fucked. To be used like a cum bucket. Dante's cheeks heated.He felt the need to dig a hole and bury his head there.Matthias untied him, reached around him, and grabbed his cock. Dante let out a contented sigh, electricity tingling down his spine.Matthias started to move his fingers, slipping in another. Stretching him with a delicious burn. Dante moaned, his pulse thundering as he arched his back, pressing against Matthias' chest. Matthias' lips skimmed along the column of his throat, sucking while his hand worked his cock, fingers pumping in and out of his hole slowly. Matthias sucked in a breath like he was intoxicated. His eyes were wild, chest heaving like he was barely controlling himself.Dante couldn't control the sounds that fell from his lips. He needed more. Matthias was going too slow."Matthias?""Yes?" Matthias' voice was hoarse and sultry."More, please," Dante had lost his mind.Matthias only raised an eyebrow, an indication that Dante had to
Dante felt weirdly exposed. Matthias' hands were all over his body, touching him, grazing his skin, squeezing his ass. Was Matthias going to fuck him? He had never had anything up there. Would it hurt? Would he bleed or something? When had their massage turned into something sexual?He couldn't help but call Matthias' name with uncertainty.Slap!Dante jumped, yelping. Pain vibrated through his body, racing up his spine."What the fuck?! Ah!" He yelped again when his other ass cheek was slapped hard.Matthias was spanking him. He rubbed where he hit for a while before he did it again and again. The pain blossomed into pleasure, and Dante had stopped yelping. Instead, with every hit, he was becoming harder and moaning.When Matthias stopped, Dante was frustrated. He needed some form of relief. He needed to cum."Ready to beg?""N-no," Dante was stubborn."Fine. I'll have my fill of you. This is going to be fun," Matthias leaned down and bit his round ass.Dante gasped loudly. "You're c
Massaging Matthias was the worst and strangest decision Dante had made. He poured the oil into his hand and rubbed it all over Matthias, who let out a contented sigh.Oh, how he wished he could strangle the guy to death.Matthias had stripped down to his boxers so that Dante could massage his legs too.He leaned his head back, motioning for Dante to come in front and massage his chest.Really? His chest too? Do people really massage chests? The bastard was taking advantage of him, so there was no doubt he'd ask him to do crazy things.Keeping his head down, Dante poured some oil over his chest and... rubbed. He watched the oil slide down Matthias' pecs and between his abs, soaking into the waistband of his boxers.Matthias' boxers bulged a little. Dante scoffed inwardly, keeping his lips pressed together. He moved to his muscular thigh, avoiding the bullet wound that seemed almost healed.Matthias' thigh was somehow bigger than his, more muscular. The guy must have gone to the gym a l
Matthias felt lighter after having Dante in the car, right beside him. They dumped the stolen car in another empty parking lot before walking a few blocks away. Then only did Matthias call an Uber to take him back to his hotel.Dante followed Matthias into the hotel, wondering what he was up to.Why did he let himself get controlled by Matthias? He could kill the guy anytime now. Dante had a weapon while Matthias had nothing. Still, he didn't."What do you mean by a pet?" Dante spoke up when the silence became unbearable."Obey me for one day, Dante," Matthias said, motioning for him to step into the room.Dante narrowed his eyes. He knew what entering a hotel room with somebody meant.What Matthias was asking of him sounded like a bad decision."No," Dante said."No?""You're trying to use me and fuck me. I told you before, I'm not into men.""Is it?" Matthias gave him an innocent look."It is," Dante snapped."I wasn't thinking of that."Dante blinked. "Really?""I meant," Matthias
Let me go," Dante said. But it was said rather weakly."I refuse to." Matthias bit Dante's ear. A gasp tore from Dante's lips and he shuddered, his fingers digging into the wood. What the... What the fuck was this feeling? It hurt, but there was another feeling that Dante couldn't explain.Matthias sucked in a breath, taking in Dante's scent. He smelt like citrus and something masculine that was distinctively Dante's.Matthias dragged his tongue over Dante's ear, biting his lobe before shoving his tongue in. Dante squirmed as the sensation was starting to overwhelm him.Dante may be strong and muscular, but he was forgetting that Matthias was stronger.While Dante was agile as he used knives and guns, Matthias trained in strength and had built up his muscles. Plus, he was taller.Dante couldn't shove Matthias away. He didn't know why, but it was like his body had betrayed him. Maybe it already did. With his right hand, Matthias dragged his fingers up Dante's hip, drawing circles.Dant







