All Chapters of Pinned By My Stepbrother (MM): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Cum on his screen

HUNTER.He would throw a fit when he finds out, but until then I’d let him have his fun. I could see the rage through his eyes, the annoyed huffing coming from him as he yanked off the fucking towel, tossing it towards the bed before sinking back into the covers, one arm placed over his eyes to probably help stop his stewing thoughts, the second hand slayed over his belly, his soft cock limp, resting on his thigh… shit.I inched closer to the screen, pulling down my own briefs in the house, licking my lips, my eyes glued to the CCTV footage.Theo’s abs were more cut now, more profound. He looked deadly similar to a fucking model. He looked so fine, it made me drool. Even now, his cock sat heavy and proud.It was so much fun watching him. I’d half expected him to do a clean sweep of cameras in his room and either hide or matter-of-factly ignore them.I’d watched the entire scene between him and Jamal, and I hated how old he was talking like he wasn’t hooked or attracted to me, like he

My little suprise

THEO"If it isn't my favorite couple. What do we have here?" Richard called out, smiling wide from ear to ear, approaching Chloe and me as we had just alighted from our car. My mother stood glued by his side, trying to catch as much of my attention as she could, but she shouldn't bother. I wasn't willing to give her the slightest bit of my attention."Chloe's dad… why isn't he here?" I asked, wanting to get this trip started so the whole mess could burn down along with almost everything else.I had no game for now. The season was over. What was left were a few weeks of training with the boys. And now I was stuck with Hunter."Hunter." Richard called out. I froze for a moment, worried I had let my thoughts speak his name way too loud."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud," I apologized. I wasn't sorry, but I couldn't afford to tick Richard off."No… Hunter. He's here." Ice shot straight to my veins. I turned my head so fast it was like I had whiplash. Of course. Hunter stood

Fuck me… in the car

THEO"Oh my fucking God. Oh my God." I was no better than a joke to him. A ring? A bloody ring? Two years. Three years. And what? Shows me a bloody ring? I felt hopeless. I scrambled at my feet. I felt so fucking sick suddenly. I felt nauseous. Irritated."Shit. Pull over." I retorted, latching my hands at my throat. I had no idea what I was feeling, but I felt so small. Weak. Useless. Like I was no better than a toy left to play around."Fucking hell. Pull over." I snapped. He pumped the brakes, stopping the car to a screeching halt. I had barely got the door open when I puked, retching all I had for breakfast. It kept me feeling sick. My insides churned."Theo… hey, what's wrong?" Hunter asked. I had no idea when he'd gotten out of the car. I had no idea when he walked over. He was crouching, curling my hair in his fingers.I smacked his hands away, glaring daggers at him."You think what? I'll divorce my perfect wife and then get married to you?" I asked, half yelling. Thankfully w

Cock searing through you

HUNTERI startled, jolting awake, my body shuddering from the fresh cold water doused on my body. I parted my eyes to lock gazes with Jamal.“Well, shit, how much drug did you do?” he asked, making absolutely no sense. I snatched the water off my desk, gulping more to soothe my dry throat. I was home… in my bed. How the fuck had this twat gotten into my house? What… how the hell did he know where I lived?I snarled, standing on my feet, my elbow locked right above his neck, his back slammed against the wall as I pinned him in place.“What the fuck did you do to me?” I asked with a growl, feeling chills spread down my spine. He’s bloody lucky I’d taken on a hobby of swimming and letting the cold drown my bones.“Shit, what’s wrong with your ass? Fucking paranoid as shit. You texted me, asked me to come over to your place. Sent an address and keycode… obey, and this is the thanks I get?” he asked again. He was making shitty sense. I pushed myself off as I grabbed my phone. Indeed, I’d

licking my cum

THEO.Hunter had always been possessive… carefree, unstable… that had been the reasons I got attached to him to begin with, yet one of those qualities involved being irrational. He’d always had a menacing glint in his eyes, yet this once… I felt my body overrun with goosebumps. Do I really want to dare him?“Fine. I’ll drag you if you want me to,” he whispered with a smirk, tilting his head sideways. I gulped harder. I could hear the horn to the ship blaring… I couldn’t take dick with my family merely feet away from me.“Fine… I’ll go… I’ll leave with you…”I muttered, standing shakily on my legs and knees. He looked pleased that he hadn’t forced me to go with him. Shit… what was I doing? Was I that cock-hungry… even when I knew the things he’d probably do to me might hurt… I craved the pain. I craved anything he had to offer me.…I’m shoved against the bed roughly… my pants yanked to my feet hastily, a hungry growl rumbling from Hunter’s throat. I’d never seen him this… fucked and h

fuck or be fucked

(TO ALL MY GIFTERS, THANK YOU... SINCERELY)HUNTER.I'd lost count of how long we'd been at this, the many orgasms I'd drawn from Theo Or how many times I'd painted both our bodies in cum…"Can't… anymore, please," he pleaded, his cock red, swollen as the last rope of cum shot out from his cock.I could keep going, but I didn't want to break him. Fully, at least. Not until he could beg all he wanted. It wasn't changing the fact that he seemed bitter, because I had refused to fuck him… It was wearing me out, but what choice do I have? If I needed to have him tamed, trained, and molded into my perfection, I guessed I could use a little bit of self-restraint too…This was wholly torturous for both parties.A loud noise boomed around the halls, earning a snarl from my Lips. It was my phone. I yanked out the dildo from thesis ass. He squirmed, his hole fluttering at being empty, he whined… For someone who was whining about being tired, he was a whole lot needy."Get some rest… I'll b

kill for me

THEO.I parted my eyes, a buzzing fuzz behind my eyelids. My body ached… I must have really passed out. Beside me were empty boxes of Chinese food, and I somehow had no recollection of when I ate. It all passed in a blur. I had not said anything else as soon as he left…As soon as I’d spoken, the doorbell rang, we stared, and that was that… except now I realize how stupid I must have been. Why the hell was I so comfortable… he was different. An edginess grew in him that had not been there before, and I shouldn’t be here anymore.I rummaged for my phone and keys… both were somehow missing. I headed towards the door, knowing he must have had them. The door of the room I’d been… abducted in… was somehow fully open. I paused just outside, clutching at my fucking temples.“Good morning, princess. Took you a whole fucking while to wake… how do you feel? Any better?” he asked, reaching towards me, his arms swiping at me to feel my temperature. Well, I guess he eventually felt a little bit of

CUCKOLD

So….. here’s the idea.I’ll be starting a new mm erotica and yeah this is a sneak peakCALEB.I was already hard when Marcus walked in. dripping Precum soaking through my boxers, leaving a dark spot on the gray fabric like I'd fucking pissed myself. My phone was propped against a pillow on the couch, screen tilted so I could watch with one hand while the other stroked my dick through the cotton.On the screen was some random dude from Grindr. Blonde and in his Early twenties. Already naked on his knees in a bedroom I didn't recognize. Marcus wasn't in frame yet, but I could hear him… that low, commanding voice he uses when he's about to ruin someone. "You want it?" "Yes, fuck, yes." "Then beg." The blond opened his mouth probably to sob or plead or whatever pathetic noise was about to come out—but that's when the front door of our apartment clicked open.I nearly dropped my phone.Marcus stepped into the living room with a towel slung low on his hips, wet hair curling at his

TAKE IT…. BITCH

THEOHe'd been staring. Watching. Openly eye-fucking me like the posessive bastard he really was.It's been two whole weeks after that damned conversation. I'd told him to back off, hoping for nothing. But had I really expected him to actually back the fuck off? No.Not that I cared about him being here. But he couldn't openly keep gawking and barking out orders at me just because he was being a fucking petty bastard that won't have the balls to fuck off. He's just hanging around and it's making me nuts."Run your fucking drills again, for fuck's sake. How the fuck did they all make you captain? I spend money on this team. I won't let you run it into the ground." He barked out at me. His words jamming through me with heavy sarcasm. Fucking getting under my bloody nerves. A dirty one. I could see Jamal shifting on his knee on the other side. He had something going on, I'll fucking swear it. He'd knock out Hunter if he has to."Well, I've been playing quite fine before you bought the te

Hard as fuck

HUNTERWe have established the fact that Theo and I had a severe case of Stockholm Syndrome… but I didn’t like the fact that all he seemed to want was my body.Even now, beneath all his stupid fucking rage, he was taunting me. Pushing me to the edge, rage-baiting me into dicking him down good. I wanted him to want me, love me, need me. And if cutting him off my touch and starving him of cock would get me his affection… then fine, I’ll stoop so low to that point.“I have… somewhere to be, Captain. You should head home, too,” I spoke, clearing my throat and pulling myself away from Theo.Theo stared hard at me like I had just doused him with a bucket full of ice.“You won’t fucking edge me like this, Hunter. You started this shit, and you’ll fucking end it,” Theo snarled, yanking his fists of fury and standing close to me. This was taking every ounce of willpower I had to act sane.“No. You clearly stated you didn’t want me … You ended things a few days ago, didn’t you? So yes, go home

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