บททั้งหมดของ Filthy Things Boys Do: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

EliIt's been two days since I saw Maxwell, he had given me three days off to soothe my sore bosom. Right now I was sitting at the back of my cab, cock straining painfully against my zipper after receiving his message to be at his place by seven pm. I looked at my leather watch on my wrist, the time read six fifty, I let out a sigh, willing the driver to go faster. By six fifty-five, we were thankfully at his place. I had hurriedly paid, leaving a considerable tip and literally tripling my steps, my heart slamming against my ribs. By six fifty- seven I was at his front door, drawing in a deep breath and exhaling before pushing his door open gently, it gave way. The moment I stepped in, I tensed. It was the same dim lighting, the atmosphere still reeked of him and… something else?Then I saw him, before I saw Maxwell, my dad's best friend? I gulped loudly.Maxwell was sitting with his back to me, having a discussion with him but my dad's best friend’s eyes caught mine immediately

It's been a week and I am yet to recover from the encounter between Maxwell, Williams and I. I went to sleep thinking of it and woke up thinking of it. I had jerked off multiple times to the thought of that night but nothing… nothing! Comes close. Maxwell had earlier informed he had a meeting with two top executives and I should be at the conference room in an hour. Right now I was heading there, trying my best to regulate my breathing at seeing him yet again after the last encounter we had. Maxwell on the other habd was so calm and collected I wondered how he was able to stay put through it all. Did his heart race whenever he saw me like mine did?Did he want to rip off my clothes and bury his cock inside me?I stood before the door, drawing in a breath and letting it out before walking in. My eyes found him immediately, already sitted with his legs crossed, body I had seen multiple times clad in gray suit. My cock twitched like it had been doing for the past week whenever he

I tossed and turned restlessly on my bed for the upteenth time, my cock brushing against the bed increasing my ache. I had been waiting for my mom and two older sisters to leave home so I could have my alone time and jerk off my sore cock. A loud knock made me jump, lying in my stomach and feigning being asleep. The door swung open, of course it did but I remained still despite the raw heat spreading in my chest. I was eighteen for fuck’s sake and these women treated me like some seven year old. “Noel” Ella called out, I knew she was the one. I had heard that sound for eighteen years of my life, she slapped my ass, my cock being pressed under my belly responding instead. “Mmm” I hummed, yawning sleepily while turning in a weird angle to look at her, still lying on my stomach, I couldn't risk her seeing my hard on. “Come lock the door, Mom and Stephanie already left and I am leaving too”My heart slammed against my chest in excitement, heat pooling in the pit of my stomach. “Alr

The night was pitch black as tiny shrills of crickets filled the empty hallway, my strides slow and careful. Every step caused my breath to hitch as I neared my locker. Tomorrow was the last day of the submission of our group project and for some reason the papers had disappeared. I had put a call through to my project partner, Jack but he had ignored me, telling me to figure shit out myself. As much as I wanted to let the whole work go down the drain and let us suffer, I couldn't let my struggling parents foot another semester's fees. It was against school rules to be here at this odd hour and even worse climbing over the fence to get in. If any of the security men saw me, I was going to be doomed and the very thought caused my heart to slam hard against my rib cage. Finally, I got to my locker, opening it gently with shaky hands and racing pulse. The slightest sound could get me caught. I’d overheard stories of how vigilant and attentive the security men were which was why I

My breath shook at his words, I spread my legs wider, bouncing my ass on his ever curling and twisting fingers. My breathing ragged as his fingers were assaulting my hole while I stood there, side of my face pinned to the locker, ass in the air taking it like slut, howling deep in my throat. “You like it huh?” His voice was deep, raw, no warmth, a near growl, movements quickening. “You like offering me your hole to do as I please” he whimpered and I felt three fingers slip in. My back arched so hard, tensing in place, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, saliva drooling from my mouth, a guttural moan echoing in my throat. “Now I just have to wreck you” he murmured through gritted teeth and with that, he roughly nudged my stance wider. My cock dangled, precum leaking from my tip. “Please” I said in a strangled tone, feeling his fingers retract from my still tiny shithole. I whimpered, my body freezing as I felt his cock head push into my entrance. “Hhhh” I gasped, my body thra