All Chapters of Filthy Things Boys Do: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

My legs moved before my brain even thought about the consequences of my actions. I took the phone from him and placed it on the floor to lean on the wall, letting it catch our faces. “Come on, touch yourself. I want to see you do it” he muttered, exhaling sharply. I wrapped a palm around my cock, feeling my length gently at first, my eyes locked on the camera. For some reason I wanted to put up a show, I wanted him to come back to this video again and blow a load so I spat on my cock. The long trail of spit, dangling slowly before landing on my flesh, my palm using the spit to lubricate further. I drew in a shaky breath, desire rolling off me in waves as I let my eyes shift to him. He was all muscles, his stomach tight, thighs tight that there was a heavy bulge. He glittered mostly because he was sweating. His full lips were parted and wet as his other palm roamed his chest, tweaking his nipples and reaching behind himself to play with his ass. I gulped, my eyelids getting hea

I gulped, nodding before I could even realize what I was doing. He braced himself with both hands on my shoulder and instead of pushing me down to my knees, kneed my cock. The air from my lungs burst out, hot and raw. White flashed only briefly while I crouched forward with a strangled groan. “Fuck” I said out of breath but strangely, my cock hardened visibly, my cock head, a dark pink. One hand moved to my neck, tightening hard and pulling me closer before his knees collided again with my painfully hard cock, veins coating the length. “Urghhhhh” I groaned, biting down hard on my bottom lips. “Do you want me to stop?” He rasped out breathily and to my utmost dismay, I shook my head no. His eyes darkened, lips parted as his shoulders and chest rose and fell with every breath. “Be careful what you ask for, Elliot!” His tone dropped an octave lower, nose flaring harshly. I moved closer to his face, a searing pain running from my stomach to my cock, a gasp escaping my lips. “I w

My body jerked, the sleep clearing off my eyes as the door clicked shut gently. I sat up, watching Joel slip in further into the room and sitting on the bed, looking me in the eye, breathing rough. A chill ran down my spine and my breath caught in my throat. Slowly my eyes trailed downwards and stopped at his growing tent. Heat spread through me and my cock swelled at the sight. “I need you” he said in a strangled and rough tone, my cock rose gently at the desperate need for me but still, my Mom was a few steps away. “But, my…”A sharp sting on my right cheek that swung my neck to the side, cut short my words. Instead of shock or even pain, blood rushed to my cock immediately. My breath faltered. His hand grabbed my chin abd roughly forced my face to his, eyes dark with hunger. “You only do as I say, no buts” his voice was dark and dangerous causing me to shift in the bed with a dazed nod. “Use your words, Eli” he snapped in a sharp whisper, my cock straining harder at the ni

I waited for the pain, the dizziness, whatever they said happens in death but nothing… no there was something… cold?I opened my eyes to see him watching me, a cool breeze against my skin before I realized he had cut my shirt up, the frail material that I had seen so much lying on the floor beside me. “I want you to watch me, Adrian” he spoke again in the tone that held so much warmth yet so much danger. I nodded as he stepped closer, too close and then the knife pushed slightly into my skin and dragged. For one dangerous second, my body jolted, heat spreading through me as it stopped just below my abdomen. My eyes fluttered then he cut my pants in the center, quite careful not to hurt my cock but the hair on his palm brushing me and making me jerk. He cut again and again until the pieces lay on the floor. Now I was naked and restrained before him, his eyes taking me in and for some odd reason, my nipples tightened.“You dared to kill me” he said more to himself, eyes boring hol

Adrian lay beside me sleeping peacefully, his body rising and falling gently with every single breath. On the other hand, sleeping was difficult for me, not when he was backing me, his ass pointed outwards, my cock swelling further. I recounted out earlier events, my cock brutally opening him up, his desperate whimper and silent incoherent pleas. My breath hitched as I scooted closer to him, wrapping my arm around him. He shuddered, adjusting his position as he resumed sleeping. His breathing, even and shallow. I moved closer, pressing my cock against his ass and pressing closer making him coo in his sleep. I gulped pulling down his pants to below his ass and positioning myself at his entrance. I used my fingers to take my spit to lube my cap. Holding his hip, I pushed myself into his hole, his body jerking awake, a moan escaping his lips. “Daddy” he whimpered softly, arching his back. “Shhhh” I muttered low in my throat. “I can't get enough of you” I rasped out breathily, g