Semua Bab Dark Secrets Between Roommates: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Aiden’s POVI stepped outside still shaking from Eric’s dirty whispers about making me choke and drool all over on Thursday. Mr. Jerry stood right by the front door with that tight disappointed look on his face. He did not say a word. He just opened the back door of the big black car and pointed inside with his head. My stomach dropped so fast I thought I would throw up right there. I climbed in because what else could I do. The door shut behind me with a sound so heavy it shook me.A driver sat up front and another big guy who looked like a bodyguard got in the passenger seat. Mr. Jerry sat next to me in the back. Nobody talked. The car started moving in the silence. I kept tugging my collar trying to hide the marks but it did not work. Every time I shifted the damp spot on my shirt rubbed my skin and reminded me of what I did upstairs with his son. I felt so small and stupid.After a few minutes I could not take the quietness anymore. “So uh Mr. Jerry, Eric has been improving quite

Chapter 23Aiden’s POVMr Jerry held my face up with one hand, and as I looked up at him, his other hand moved and the paddle came down again on my right nipple, sharp and quick. My body jerked hard and right away I felt it, that hot wet leak slipping out of me, I tightened my legs together trying to stop it but another drop followed fast, running down the length of my dick like my body did not even care about listening to me. The sting from the paddle burned hot on my skin but it sent this rush straight between my legs that made my stomach twist in the worst way. My dick twitched again and more leaked out, dripping onto the floor right in front of me. My face burned with shame. This was not supposed to happen. Not from something as stupid as getting my nipples hit. Mr. Jerry saw everything. He let out this low sound in his throat like “mhmmmm” with a smirk on his face which made my skin crawl. “Already leaking everywhere. Just from a few hits. You really cannot help yourself, can yo

Aiden’s POV "It was you all along," I tried to snarl through the gag, but it came out as gribberish. Mr. Jerry reached behind my head and unbuckled the ball gag, letting it fall away from my mouth. I gasped, spit dripping down my chin."You…? As in the stranger from the gay club?" My whole body went rigid, rage surging through me like wildfire. I thrashed against my restraints, gagging and choking as the saliva slid down my chin. I tried to scream, but my breath came out as nothing but muffled grunts."You're the mysterious man," I hissed, my voice hoarse. "You're the sick bastard who kidnapped me!"To my surprise, he laughed, I had no idea if he was laughing at the fact that I had the audacity to actually call him a sick bastard or at the fact that I just discovered a very dirty secret. Mr. Jerry's hand came down hard across my face, snapping my head to the side."Stop whatever rubbish you’re spewing," he growled, eyes cold. "I’m not who you think I am.""Don’t lie to my face, Mr

Aiden’s POVMy body kept twitching even after Jerry left the room without a word. Cum was sticky on my stomach and my fingers were still shoved deep in my hole, feeling every little pulse that made my thighs shake. I finally pulled them out slowly, hissing through my teeth at how sensitive everything felt, and just lay there staring at nothing. My head was spinning. One minute I was pissed at Eric and the next I was moaning his dad’s name like some desperate idiot. I hated it and I kind of loved it and that made me feel even worse.I pushed myself up on shaky legs and headed straight for Jerry’s bathroom because there was no way I was walking out looking like I just got wrecked. The shower water burned hot but I scrubbed fast, washing the cum off my skin and trying to clean between my legs even though the soreness stayed right there. I dried off quickly , pulled my clothes back on, and caught my reflection. My face was still red, eyes a little glassy, hair sticking up everywhere. I lo

Aiden I slammed the classroom door behind me and stood there feeling like total shit. Mr. Phil’s words kept hitting me again and again. My eyes stung and my chest felt so heavy I wanted to do something right away. I rubbed my face hard with both hands because crying right there in the hallway would make me look like a complete loser and then I started walking fast to the library before I could break down and make everything worse.My bag kept banging against me and I kept my head down so nobody would stare at me. When I got inside the library I dropped into the first empty desk in the back and yanked out my math notebook. I started solving and it was going well until I realized how much work I had to cover up and how much I had missed. Numbers and letters were all mixed up in the stupidest way. I tried that particular problem for over ten minutes but my brain kept going back to it, the type of pleasure that interested me. I shook my head and tried again but it was no use.I grabbe