Chapter 3 Oliver

I watched as Nathan looked and gawked at the interior of my house. I couldn’t help but scoff at his awe. His hair was wild and went to his shoulders. It covered most of his eyes but I could still see the green peeking through.

He looked at me and just stared. I looked around me to try and find out what he was looking at. I smiled when I found out it was me.

“Are you getting eager, mystery boy?” I teased. I was seeing how much he could take before he cave in and lost control.

“Shut up.” He spat but I could tell he was getting impatient with the way his cock pressed up against his jeans. I walked over to him slowly. His pale face turned red as I brushed his hair out of his face. I stepped back again to get another look at the stray I picked up from the streets unwillingly. I felt a wave of my familiar boldness shoot through me.

“Strip.” I say as I cross my arms.

Nathan's green eyes look at me in shock.

“What?” his frame stiffened.

“You heard me. Strip. Let me see that body of yours.” He just stood there, looking at me in disbelief. He didn’t say a word and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to tell that his face was getting hot and red. “C’mon, don’t make me have to help you.” I teased.

“I don’t need your fucking help.” He hissed.

I smiled at his stubbornness and watched as he took off his baggy t-shirt. I caught one look at his abdomen and immediately noticed his slim and feminine waist. I dragged my tongue against my bottom lip as he threw his shirt to the side. At this moment I couldn’t help myself. I walked over to him and grabbed his wrist before I dragged him down the hall to my bedroom. That was one of my flaws, I tended to get impatient easily.

I threw him on the bed and started to strip myself as he situated himself onto my mattress.

“Don’t get comfy. You’re tasting me first.” I demanded and I snapped my fingers and pointed for him to get off the bed and on his knees. He did so, rolling his eyes as he made his way to the floor swiftly. I sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him to be in between my legs. I ran my fingers through his hair and gripped it as tight as I could. Nathan hissed in pain and I smiled as he attempted to scare me with a death stare.

“You can’t scare me. Now be good and suck me off until i’m ready to fuck you.” I say as he jerked his head back from my grip. I watch him as he slowly lowers his head to the base of my cock and trails his tongue up my length. I curse a sharp breath as his lips stretch around my dick. I gripped his hair tighter which made him dig his nails into my thighs as he bobbed up and down, putting his bratty mouth to good use. He looked up at me and I used my foot to tug on his jeans. His mouth left my cock cold and deprived from the heat and wetness of him with a pop. He tore off the remainder of his clothes and he walked up to me, almost as hungry as I was. Excitement once again got control of me and I pulled him onto the bed and twisted him onto his stomach. He didn’t put up a fight as I manhandled him. I opened the drawer of my bedside table and took out a bottle of lube and a condom. I slipped the condom on and slathered the lube onto my fingers. I sat the lube back on the table and watched as Nathan squirmed under me. I was not gonna give any warning. This twink could take it. I took my free hand to spread his ass apart. I admired his pink, puckered flesh before I used my fingers to smear lube all over and in his perfect hole. I impaled him with my dick without warning and Nathan winced in pain as his body shivered around my cock.

“Just take it.” I say before I grab his slim waist and push in and out over and over again.

I can admit things about myself. I was not gentle when it came to sex, I didn't wait for shit, and I hated being talked back to. This random ass man did two and three of the above however I was in control of the first. We fuck at my pace or we didn’t fuck at all.

I slammed into him, finally finding his prostate and bathing in his beautiful and sappy moans. The way he clenched his ass around my dick just proved that he was close but I wasn’t gonna let him finish so quickly. He continued to rub himself on the sheets.

“Why did you stop?” He asked

“On your hands and knees. You will cum from your ass.”

I pulled out and he quickly scrambled to get on his knees. I onced again lined my dick with his hole and slipped in. He let out a soft moan before I reached up and grabbed his hair, I gripped it as tight as I could and pulled it toward me. His back arched and I immediately slammed into him again. I admired the way he pressed his ass against me, practically begging for me to go deeper and harder. I did just that, I slammed into him as hard as I could as he let out shaky, muffled moans. His stubbornness was gonna be the death of him because I wasn’t gonna stop until I heard just one sweet, pleasure-filled yelp come from him. I won’t allow it. His ass clenched as I hit his prostate, begging me to stay right on the bundle of nerves, it dragged me on and I wasn’t gonna let the brat go. Fuck this boy is magic. Why did it take me so long to find someone like this? I grabbed his waist with my free hand and pushed him harder into me. His hole was warm and god forbid if I got addicted from a one night stand with the way his ass was holding onto my cock for dear life. I didn’t do repeats but with this one, I wouldn’t mind it. I fucked his tight ass until the sweet feeling ecstasy of pleasure exploded and ran through my body. Nathan’s ass clenched harder around my cock as he let out a restrained moan from his release. I smiled as I pulled out to the tip of my dick and slammed in one more time, hitting his prostate as hard as I could. I wasn’t done, not yet.

“Andiamo, piccolo moccioso. Gemi per me” I demand. Not like he could understand a single thing I was saying.

He stayed put as I kept ramming into him. He will moan, because I say so. Nathan’s cock started to stiffened again and so did mine as I continued to hit his prostate. His back continued to arch and I couldn’t help but run my fingers down the curve of his back, tracing it to his waist as I felt him shiver under my touch. I continued to slam into him and hard as possible against his prostate. Soon those muffled moans became quiet ones and I kept going. Progress Piccolo marmocchio. I continued to ram into him as he reached up and held tightly onto the headboard. His small, quiet moans became louder and louder by the second.

“Sì, piccolo marmocchio. Più forte.”

“E-engillish.” He barely managed out before he held his breath to make sure a moan didn’t slip out.

I gripped his hair tighter and pulled his head toward me.

“Moan, I wanna hear it loud and clear. We won’t stop until you moan.” I say through gritted teeth.

“F-fuck you.” He spat with a loud gasp as that loud, sweet moan. The moan was just the one I was looking for.

“There it is, piccolo marmocchio. That's what I like to hear.”

I slammed into him until I felt the sweet relief of my pleasure. I groaned as I let my release fill him, followed by his own as he clenched harder. I slipped out of him and let his hair go and dragged my hand off his dick, admiring the warm, white substance that sat on my hand. I lapped it up as he fell onto the bed, breathless. I stared at him for a minute, looking at how his body moved with his breathing. His breath slowed down and he fell asleep. I watched him for only god knows how long until I got up, threw some sweatpants on, and headed for the couch in the living room. I plopped down and thought about the man in my bed until I started to drift off into sleep. Fucking amazing. One more time wouldn’t hurt. I will get my round two. I feel like he is a drug, and I'm addicted.

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