more than just intercourse, but he didn’t seem interested. She assumed it was because he was tired, so she let him climb on top of her. She watched his face as he began the same, steady up and down rhythm. She wanted him to look at her, but he kept his eyes closed. She spotted the belt to her robe, strewn on the bed next to her, and picked it up. She wrapped it gently around his neck and slowly tightened it. Peter’s eyes bolted wide open. She let out a provocative laugh. Maybe that game was a little too risky. “Tie me up,” she whispered.
He ignored her.
“I’ll let you do whatever you want to me. You can bend me over and . . .”
He shook his head.
She knew dirty talk bothered him. He made that clear a long time ago. “Do you want to gag me?” she asked, with a smile.
He rolled his eyes.
She tied one of her hands to the headboard, but Peter unraveled the belt and threw it on the floor.
“ C’mon,” she said, “let’s do something different. Something fun. Something exciting.”
He paused for a few seconds. “OK. You can get on top.”
Chapter Five:
Jus tin was dominant, but Billy was aggressive. Although it wasn’t his preference, occasionally Justin liked to take the submissive role and sleep with a big hulking bear. Billy wasn’t actually a big hulking bear, but he was a big dude, as tall as Justin and built like Mr. Universe. With his dark wavy hair, full lips and a massive chest, Billy resembled a slim-downed version of Sylvester Stallone, not the ‘roided out one. And what Italian didn’t have a crush on Sly Stallone?
They had been going at it for the last 40 minutes and Justin didn ’t know how Billy held out so long. Maybe he was on steroids after all.
Justin pushed back on his knees. “Sorry. That’s it. I can’t take it anymore. I’m done.”
Billy thrust his hips forward and pushed Justin back down on the bed. “I’ll tell you when you’re done, bitch!”
“ I’m serious. Let me up.”
Billy grabbed Justin by the back of the hair, pushed his face down into the pillow and rode him harder.
“ Get the fuck off of me!” Justin bucked and tried to shake Billy off of him.
Billy twisted Justin ’s arm and pinned him down on the bed. “I said, I’m not done, asshole.”
At first, Justin thought Billy was on some kind of S&M ego trip, but his gut told him that Billy was dangerous. Justin needed to be more careful about who he slept with. In the future, he should probably just stick to the submissive boys he always fancied. He preferred to be the one in charge.
Justin remained calm and let his years of self-defense training take over. He twisted his body and quickly crawled out from underneath Billy. They began to wrestle on the bed. Billy was strong and Justin was having a hard time keeping his balance on the uneven surface of the soft mattress. They both tumbled to the floor and Justin hit the back of his head on the night stand. He was momentarily dazed, but quickly cleared his head. When he got to his feet, Billy was waiting for him. Billy was hunched over with his arms out to the side and his eyes bulging in their sockets. His muscles flexed and his nostrils flared, as his cheeks puffed in and out with heavy breaths. In his right hand, he brandished a large pocket knife. He looked like a cross between the Incredible Hulk and Rambo.
Billy took two swipes at Justin with the knife. Luckily, Justin was quick enough to escape the sharp edge of the blade, but barely. The second swipe almost nicked him clear across the abdomen. Justin took a step back and planted his feet firmly on the floor. He crouched down like a cat ready to pounce and threw two kicks. The first one knocked the knife out of Billy’s hand and the second one hit Billy directly across the jaw. Justin kicked the knife under the bed and looked down at Billy, half conscious on the floor. “Fuckin’ psycho!”
Justin grabbed most of
He ignored her.
“I’ll let you do whatever you want to me. You can bend me over and . . .”
He shook his head.
She knew dirty talk bothered him. He made that clear a long time ago. “Do you want to gag me?” she asked, with a smile.
He rolled his eyes.
She tied one of her hands to the headboard, but Peter unraveled the belt and threw it on the floor.
“ C’mon,” she said, “let’s do something different. Something fun. Something exciting.”
He paused for a few seconds. “OK. You can get on top.”
Chapter Five:
Jus tin was dominant, but Billy was aggressive. Although it wasn’t his preference, occasionally Justin liked to take the submissive role and sleep with a big hulking bear. Billy wasn’t actually a big hulking bear, but he was a big dude, as tall as Justin and built like Mr. Universe. With his dark wavy hair, full lips and a massive chest, Billy resembled a slim-downed version of Sylvester Stallone, not the ‘roided out one. And what Italian didn’t have a crush on Sly Stallone?
They had been going at it for the last 40 minutes and Justin didn ’t know how Billy held out so long. Maybe he was on steroids after all.
Justin pushed back on his knees. “Sorry. That’s it. I can’t take it anymore. I’m done.”
Billy thrust his hips forward and pushed Justin back down on the bed. “I’ll tell you when you’re done, bitch!”
“ I’m serious. Let me up.”
Billy grabbed Justin by the back of the hair, pushed his face down into the pillow and rode him harder.
“ Get the fuck off of me!” Justin bucked and tried to shake Billy off of him.
Billy twisted Justin ’s arm and pinned him down on the bed. “I said, I’m not done, asshole.”
At first, Justin thought Billy was on some kind of S&M ego trip, but his gut told him that Billy was dangerous. Justin needed to be more careful about who he slept with. In the future, he should probably just stick to the submissive boys he always fancied. He preferred to be the one in charge.
Justin remained calm and let his years of self-defense training take over. He twisted his body and quickly crawled out from underneath Billy. They began to wrestle on the bed. Billy was strong and Justin was having a hard time keeping his balance on the uneven surface of the soft mattress. They both tumbled to the floor and Justin hit the back of his head on the night stand. He was momentarily dazed, but quickly cleared his head. When he got to his feet, Billy was waiting for him. Billy was hunched over with his arms out to the side and his eyes bulging in their sockets. His muscles flexed and his nostrils flared, as his cheeks puffed in and out with heavy breaths. In his right hand, he brandished a large pocket knife. He looked like a cross between the Incredible Hulk and Rambo.
Billy took two swipes at Justin with the knife. Luckily, Justin was quick enough to escape the sharp edge of the blade, but barely. The second swipe almost nicked him clear across the abdomen. Justin took a step back and planted his feet firmly on the floor. He crouched down like a cat ready to pounce and threw two kicks. The first one knocked the knife out of Billy’s hand and the second one hit Billy directly across the jaw. Justin kicked the knife under the bed and looked down at Billy, half conscious on the floor. “Fuckin’ psycho!”
Justin grabbed most of
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