All Chapters of Filthy Things Boys Do: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I was on my knees, both hands being held spread out to the sides as my head hung weakly, my eyes almost half closed from yhe severe beating I had gotten earlier. “You wanted to blackmail my daughter, huh?” The deep voice boomed but I didn't dare raise my head to see the face. That earned me a sharp slap, one that caused my head to swing to the side. I whimpered, my bottom lip quivering from unshed tears.“I-I’m sorry” I choked out in a cracked voice. “Your records reveal you are a reputable journalist in the city, which must mean you know exactly who she is”I broken sob tore through me, my shoulders aching from being held in the position for too long at the reality of things. “I swear, I didn't know. It was a job given to me and I was promised a promotion” the words tumbled out in a single breath. “At the expense of a promotion, you decided to ruin another's life?” “You do see there is no difference between you and I” he completed. That was when I risked it, I stole a glance a

I waited until the last person left then I slipped to the last shelf and sat on the bench picking up the bat and wetting it with my saliva. This was something I loved doing, a secret fantasy of mine… getting railed by huge objects while I cried to the feeling of having my ball rings restrain me from blowing a load. I sat still on the bench leaning against one of the lockers and parting my legs while I stroked my semi hard cock. I had anticipated this since yesterday and right now I just needed to blow a load and get home. I surfed the net looking for my favorite object insertion porn to beat my meat off to, I mean, what better way to get a load ready?Lubing my cock with my saliva, my palm rubbed off on my cap first before moving downwards and upwards. The screen showed a group of men holding down a gay teenager and impaling him with a ball. My mouth watered as my hand moved faster on my rock hard penis.“Shit” I gasped low and breathy as the men treated him as an object for thei

Ryan angled his neck, already moving to claim his lips, they both met each other halfway, moaning deeply at the feeling. Damien kissed the leaner man so hard, his hand tightening on his small waist while pushing him backwards. The actor's hands roamed everywhere, touching, grazing, grabbing and settling behind his neck while using his pads to tickle the back of his neck. Damien shivered, cutting off the kiss while resting his forehead on Ryan’s. “Fuck”“Shhh, you talk too much,” Ryan muttered through heavy breathing. They both laughed at his snarky remark, “you make me talk too much” Damien said seriously, his voice thick. The smile disappeared from the actor's face as they locked eyes. “Then stop talking and fuck me, Damien” he hissed, nose flaring and eyes heavy with want. Damien moved fast, turning the smaller man around so fast that his back was pressed against his chest and his front was pressed against the wall. “Let me…”The sound of cloth tearing filled the room, Ryan

Everything else happened so fast, Bullet was on the bed holding a rope which I failed to notice, securing my hand to one end of the bed post doing the same to the other. I thrashed against my restraints, tugging recklessly only for the thick layer to bite into my skin. “Aghhhh” I gasped, blinking twice as I tried to clear the swimming feeling in my head. Then he crawled down to my legs and caught one ankle, spreading it roughly and tying it too, likewise the other leg, now I was spread wide on my bed, leg and hands secured. “Ha-Havoc” I choked on my spit, coughing harshly. “You know when you say my name like that, it does things to my body it shouldn't do, Parker” he whispered softly. I squeezed my eyes shut to clear my vision, opening them again to look at him. “Please, let me go” I whimpered, my eyes dancing between both men. “And you’ll pay me back right now?” He asked, his brows furrowed while he watched me with an intensity that made me feel small. I choked on a sob inst

My lips parted but no words came out, there I was kneeling with my body laying over on the bed, my ass pulsing and a hard meat lying against my entrance but unmoving. My hands remained in the same position they had been all along, now numb from the lack of proper flow of blood. Then I felt a push, a sharp penetration that made my body shake, “Nghrrrr” I groaned. “Shhhh, you can't have my cock just yet.” He murmured, the small point entering my asshole while I felt a wider part push into me. My body froze in place as I felt Bullet’s large palm press down on my back as the fat part slipped into me, my ass gripping whatever it was. “Oh my goddd,” I roared, shivering as I clawed on the sheets. “You're taking it just good, okay” Havoc’s vouce shook, as the object entered me. My cock tightened and I bit my bottom lip to hold back a groan but it wasn't working. “You're tearing me open” I said in a strangled whisper. “You love it” he hissed, dragging his nails on my back while my nec