Pleasure and Torture

I maroon in my room after arriving home. I didn't even go down for dinner after someone knocked at my door. I'm still awkward with my mother, angry at the freak and am not in the mood to pretend to be nice and perfect in front of dad.

F*ck if I know what made me cry. But my goddamn tears continue flowing when I'm already in my bed. Who the hell cares if those two freaks maul each other's mouth out in the open. It sure won't be me! They can f*ck all they want in the public if they so desire. F*ck them both to hell!

I didn't realize I fall asleep with the raging emotions still tightening my chest. In the middle of the night, I feel someone enters my room. I'm still vacillating whether it's part of my dream but I force myself to wake up just to make sure. When I open my eyes, Annalouie is right on top of me.

I scream but he quickly shoves a ball gag into my mouth, effectively shutting me off. I struggle but I realize he's tied my wrists to bed again although he leaves my ankles free. Nevertheless, I can't kick nor move a fraction when he's put me to body lock. I moan through my gag, cursing the f*cker in my head.

"What happened earlier, Axel?" Annalouie breathes into my neck, his hands caressing everywhere my n*ked body. "You looked really upset."

"Hmmph! Hmmph!" I moan, wanting to tell him to f*ck off.

I don't want him touching me. He probably touched Jethro with these f*cking hands, in the same gentle manner. Looked at him with the same intensity. He even kissed Jethro but he couldn't do it to me. I hate the thought of it. I f*cking revolt to the image of them together. I want to kill them both!

Annalouie peppers me with kisses all over my face. He starts from my forehead, licks my eyes that start leaking with goddamn tears, kisses my nose, my cheeks and down my chin. Looking transfixed, he gazes at my mouth filled with a gag, rubs a thumb over my lower lip before burying his head at the crook of my shoulder.

His weight on me, his warm breathing and his lean muscular form on top of my body suddenly give me comfort. I stop struggling altogether, calming my rapid breathing until my heartrate slows. When Annalouie feels that I'm no longer fighting, he picks up his head and kisses me all over again.

However, this time, he didn't stop after kissing my chin. Annalouie continues venturing down to my chest, licking and tweaking my ni*ples simultaneously. My pulse picks up a notch once again, my breathing becoming erratic. He nibbles and kisses ever so gently down my stomach while his hands slide up and down my sides.

I'm hard as f*ck and he's yet to arrive at my c*ck. Annalouie's tongue probes my navel, f*cking the shallow hole in and out, imitating a c*ck. I groan and fight against my binds, wanting to touch him, hold him tight to me. But I can't tell him that because of the goddamn gag. So, I kick my legs to send him the message.

"Shh..." Annalouie raises his head a little and meets my gaze. "Keep still, Axel. You don't want me to bite, do you?” He grabs my c*ck, rubs it up and down to make a point to his underlying threat.

The f*cking line was familiar. I'm sure Jethro used a similar threat to me last night but why does it sound different coming from Annalouie? It doesn't sound a threat at all. In fact, it comforts me, reassuring me that he won't hurt me. Sh*t! I don't f*cking understand but I'm dripping so much prec*m already!

Annalouie ducks his head and marvels at my c*ck. I'm raging hard, my veins protruding around my length and pulsating like sh*t. He continues rubbing me up and down in slow strokes, making me mad with l*st and anticipation. Hand momentary stopping, his thumb makes a path from my tip down to my base.

I jerk and would've howled to the moon if not for my gag when I feel him press something on me that has me wanting to come right that instant. Although he quickly releases the pressure to stop my premature ejacul*tion. I pant and look at him in shock. The hell had this kid been doing to know where the erogenous zones in a man?

His head moves a little, pointing my tip to his mouth. I'm not just panting, I'm hyperventilating. Finally! My c*ck's finally entering Annalouie's mouth and the picture is too f*cking erotic. The sensation feels even better! I groan when he sucks just my crown, tasting, nibbling. His tongue flicks my slit.

My hips writhe on the mattress, crumpling the sheets. Sh*t! The f*cker's a tease. As if he can feel my agitation, Annalouie reaches up to knead my quivering stomach, sliding up until my ni*ple. Using his nail, he skates it over the light brown disc and my c*ck throbs in response. Jesus! My ni*ples and c*ck are connected?

While he tortures my ni*ple, he's taken a couple of inches of my c*ck into his mouth. I groan and shut my eyes tight at the pleasurable feeling of his suctioning mouth. Unlike Jethro's fell*tio where he drools all over me, Annalouie is neat in giving head. He licks, making my length glisten of his saliva but then he sucks it off clean immediately.

Annalouie transfers to my other ni*ple, giving it the same treatment as he did to the first one while his other hand grabs my balls. My thighs shake when he starts to seriously suck, taking me down the back of his throat. My nose flares from my rapid breathing, my lungs almost can't keep up with the rush of adrenaline.

Abandoning my ni*ple, Annalouie holds my c*ck while the other continues massaging my balls. His head begins bobbing up and down fast over my crotch, making lewd noises of his wet mouth greedily sucking my entire length. To my shock, he grips my base so tight I scream through my gag while he sucks my crown so hard.

I tug at my binds. My body starts convulsing at the pressure of my ejacul*tion being denied. When I thought I'm going to pass out, Annalouie finally releases my head from his sucking mouth and eases the pressure to my base. I swear I f*cking feel my balls boil before my org*sm rushes up my length.

Cupping my tip with one hand, Annalouie pinches the same spot where his thumb earlier pressed, doubling the urge to ejac*late. I come in berserk on my bed, rattling my headboard by the force of my tugs against my binds. I scream through my gag, drooling to my chin and down my neck.

My hips are uncontrollable as it rises up and down, f*cking the air through my orga$m. Annalouie's hand overflows with my ji*z, dripping to my pelvis and some to the sheets from my wild movement. I've never c*m this f*cking hard in my entire life. Jesus, I think I'm about to die!

He takes his hand filled with my c*m, spreads my thighs wide apart before slathering the cream into my a*shole. Using my s*men to soften my dark ring, Annalouie massages me with two fingers to loosen me up. Panting and still shaking, I groan at the added sensation of his hand scissoring inside of me.

This is both pleasure and torture. I don't think I can keep up. I feel exhausted already. Sh*t! I'm a gym rat and always working on my cardio. But how can sex deflates my energy this easily? In fact, we haven't had sex yet. That was just a simple fell*tio. No, sh*t! There's nothing simple about it. It f*cking blew my goddamn mind off!

I tug at my binds again, moaning to catch Annalouie's attention. His eyes snap to me then to my wrists. He understands. Crawling over, he releases my wrists from the bed post and I quickly take the f*cking gag off before pushing him off and straddle his thighs. His eyes widen, shocked at my aggressiveness.

I'm shocked at myself as well but my l*st has stripped me off of my inhibitions. I cup his face and lean in, intending to kiss his lips only to stop halfway when I feel him tensing up. Does he not want to kiss me? Ignoring the stab of pain in my chest, I place a kiss to his neck instead and Annalouie visibly relaxes.

While one hand slides up and down my back, his other hand grabs for my hip, moving in synch to his thrusting pelvis. I shimmy down until his tip finds my a*shole before slowly dropping myself down to his length. We both groan when Annalouie fills me up to the brim. Losing my strength, I slump over his chest.

Annalouie takes the lead and begins pumping into me from beneath. With a hand at the back of my head and an arm around my waist, he locks me down to receive his quickening thrusts. His lips are permanent fixture to my forehead, blowing my hair as he breathes wildly through his nose.

“Play with your c*ck, Axel." Annalouie whispers in the dark.

I do as I'm told. Eyes tightly shut from overflowing sensation, I jack myself off while getting pounded by a thick and long c*ck. Approaching the edge, I groan aloud but quickly smother my sound by sucking Annalouie's neck. I stop the movement of my hand and squeeze my tip, coming to both our stomachs.

"Axel!" Annalouie groans deeply, holding me tighter and lips lingering on my cheek before he offloads into my body.

I lick the spot where I suck so hard, hoping to ease some of the sting before burying my face on his shoulder. However, Annalouie slowly slides me down to bed before sitting up. My heart pounds with different reason this time. The earlier passion slowly being doused by dread.

When Annalouie swings his legs to the floor, I grab his wrist to stop him. He turns his head, stares me hard over his shoulder. I didn't speak. I can't. For f*ck's sake, I feel like crying again! Seemingly understanding my meaning, he turns the lamp off before sliding back to my side and pulls me into his body.

With an arm under my head and another around my waist, Annalouie holds me tight with his lips on my forehead. Slinging a thigh over his hip and an arm around his torso, I hold him just as tight and together we drift off to sleep.

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