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Adam scrambles across the floor, no longer interested in not cooperating with the man yanking him to his bed. He’s panting by the time he crawls onto the mattress, turning his head just enough to keep from choking himself on his makeshift collar and peering over his shoulder at Matt.
“Finally, doing as you’re fucking told,” Matt leers from behind Adam, crowding him closely and pressing his bare cock against the material of Adam’s jeans. Matt jerks back and quickly hooks four fingers in Adam’s waistband, yanking down hard and exposing the toned expanse of his ass fully.
Adam hisses, his cock now out—and, he realizes—leaking on the mattress below him, with the rest of him fully on display to Matt, a guy who maybe just threatened to kill him? His thoughts are interrupted by a low growl and the sharp smack of Matt’s lips before he realizes a fat glob of spit is dripping down his exposed hole. Adam jerks forward—a mistake, as the leather around his neck strains and tightens automatically.
“Fuck!” Adam sputters, “A warning?!”
Matt chuckles humorlessly, two fingers easily sliding between Adam’s cheeks and notching just inside his hole. Adam flinches but doesn’t move, having learned his lesson.
“You want a warning, little pet?” Matt asks, voice dripping with sarcasm, and he strokes over Adam’s hole once, twice, before roughly slamming both fingers inside, disappearing to the knuckles. Adam howls, his head falling to the mattress and clenching every part of his body.
“Here’s your fucking warning. You’re gonna let me fuck this ass open on my big cock,” Matt growls low and dangerous, twisting the fingers inside Adam’s ass for emphasis, “and I might let you touch your own cock and cum, if you’re a good puppy.”
Adam whimpers, the fingers inside him becoming more pleasurable than painful—but the thought of that monstrosity splitting him open…Jesus. He already feels so full now with just two of the rough blonde’s slim fingers ramming into him…
“Never done this before, have you, slut? Tight fucking hole squeezing my fingers, fuck…” Matt grits, interrupting Adam’s thoughts once again, and he withdraws his fingers with little finesse, leaving Adam empty and his dick insistently throbbing.
“Think you’ve had enough of that, pet,” Matt sneers, and Adam jerks his head back again just in time to see Matt adjust his wire frame glasses before wrapping one huge hand around his angry red cock, the tips of his fingers barely meeting around the wide girth as he presses forward against Adam’s body. The grip on the leash with his other hand tightens in time with the press of Matt’s cock between Adam’s cheeks, and Adam lets out a deep, slow breath.
“Please, p-please, Matt. Slow…please,” Adam babbles.
His request is in vain, he realizes, as Matt barks a laugh and roughly shoves Adam forward, landing a sharp slap to his inner thigh to spread him wider and make way for the hot, thick head of his cock. There will be nothing slow about this man ruining him.
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“Sit still, I’m trying to braid your hair.”
Go easy then, Jesus! My scalp is sensitive and shit. This what it feels like when I pull your hair, Kid?
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“Yeah? You need it, huh?” I breathe against your neck, pausing to suck softly. “You need my cock?” I whisper hotly. Your sharp intake of breath and the way your hands slide to my ass to pull me even harder against you are answer enough.
I don’t waste time gripping your hips to spin you around so fast your arms are reaching forward to grip the back of the couch as you lean over, steadying yourself. Your panties are still in my fucking way, but I want to be inside of you. Now.
Two long fingers move to dip under the back of your panties, moving them to the side to give me access. Fuck, this goddamn view.
“So fuhhhcking wet, god. Look at you,” I groan, gripping my cock in my other hand. You peek back at me over your shoulder with your teeth pressed against your bottom lip, and I almost lose it right fucking there.
When I press my tip against your entrance, there’s no resistance, just wet and warm. I want to fuck you right into the back of this couch, but I will myself some semblance of control, sliding into you slowly as I hold the cotton of your panties to the side. I’m almost knocked off balance when I feel you slam back against me, taking the rest of me in one quick stroke.
“Adam,” you groan, voice full of need, “don’t hold back.”
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Hey Sackler! When did you get back? It's great to see you, god it's been what, almost 4 months? I was starting to think your poor apartment was going to be empty for all of eternity.
You know all this Covid shit, Claire...I had to get out of the city for a while. Just got back today. You didn’t happen to stock my fridge, did you?
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Hey, come cuddle your bitch. She's sick.
xo.
Baby! Who got you sick? You haven’t been cuddling anyone else have you? *pouts* I’m coming with Gatorade and my dick soup.
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Adam gives in embarrassingly fast. He’s gotten a taste and now—now there’s no going back. He makes quick work of unzipping the rest of Matt’s jumpsuit and finds sticky wet black cotton boxers stretched tightly against what appears to be the most massive cock he’s ever seen in his life…and he’s seen a lot of porn. Adam has never wanted something so badly.
He can’t stop his mouth from dropping open when he pulls Matt’s underwear down, the huge shaft finally revealed to him. He moans openly, thinking of taking that down his throat, or somewhere else. Fuck. Adam throbs in his boxers and whimpers, eyes flicking up to the blonde.
“Well?” Matt snarls, gathering the belt leash once again and pulling Adam straight forward to his cock, “Fucking suck it, slut.”
Adam tentatively flattens his tongue against the underside of Matt’s cock, feeling the deeply defined ridge and savoring the taste that has gathered there. He stays still, the press of the leather collar against his neck reminding him to stay in place, and licks as much as he can from his position. Matt grunts at a particularly fast swirl of Adam’s tongue around his fat head, and Adam wants more. He looks to Matt through long lashes, silently asking for more slack in his leash.
“Puppy wants more of my fat cock in his mouth? Yeah you do,” Matt murmurs and releases a few inches of the belt. Adam surges forward, his lips forced open as the tip of Matt’s cock presses between them. “Gonna take it all, aren’t you, slut?”
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HEY. I did not agree to whatever you and…daddy have going on here. Probably much better looking than him anyway. That dirty old fucker can go—ohfucknottheleashagain…PLEASE…
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Huh...that was a lot easier than I expected. I was ready to do a lot of groveling and begging, too...
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A deep growl of a laugh starts in my throat and my mouth turns to yours at my jaw, gently guiding your lips back to mine. My hands come to rest at your waist and I slowly walk you backwards until you’re pressed against the back of my couch.
“Okay,” I whisper, nipping my teeth against your bottom lip, “you’re right. Been wanting to fuck you for months, Kid.” My hips press into you just slightly, letting you feel just how much I’ve been wanting to fuck you. “That what you wanted to hear, huh?”
You whimper and I feel your little intake of breath as my length presses harder into your bottom half. I realize you’re still far too clothed in comparison to me, and I want to see what’s been hiding under those cute little overalls all these months.
“Get this off,” I growl, fingering at the denim straps. You’re quick to comply, undoing the metal hooks and sliding the material down your body, leaving you in just your panties and an old T-shirt. I want to fucking eat you alive.
“That’s better,” I murmur, leaning forward and crowding every inch of your space. My hands skim your hips and your skin is hot to the touch, making me dig my fingers in.
“Adam,” you whine, “touch me. Please.”
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Hey Sackler! When did you get back? It's great to see you, god it's been what, almost 4 months? I was starting to think your poor apartment was going to be empty for all of eternity.
You know all this Covid shit, Claire...I had to get out of the city for a while. Just got back today. You didn’t happen to stock my fridge, did you?
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1) Where did you get these photos?
2) Asking daddy for permission to play again?
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Adam isn’t entirely sure how he allowed himself to get into this position--on his own apartment floor, leashed to a leather belt by a blonde with glasses in a jumpsuit. Right now, though, he can’t really bring himself to care...he might be snapping back with his mouth, but his dick doesn’t seem to be protesting at all. And like most other situations, his dick always wins.
He tilts his head up at Matt, acknowledging the previous command before tentatively moving his hands forward along the floor. Matt watches from above, snarl unmoving and grip tight on his end of the belt. They move like this for several feet, Matt not giving Adam an inch of slack while allowing him to lead.
Reaching the door of the bedroom, Adam stops and looks over his shoulder at the man holding his leash. “We’re here, master,” he smirks, voice laced with sarcasm.
The belt tightens and Adam gasps, dropping back to his hands.
“I prefer sir, slut,” Matt grunts, wrapping the loose end of the strap around his hand and crouching down next to the brunette. “Now, you’re going to suck my cock like a good little slut,” he breathes, hooking a finger in Adam’s makeshift collar, “but we’re going to keep your collar on just in case you decide to disobey.” Matt glares at him menacingly--expectantly.
“Fine,” Adam grits. Matt’s eyes flare.
“Ah, ah, bad slut,” Matt growls, yanking Adam to his feet suddenly and shoving him into the bedroom the rest of the way. Adam’s eyes are wild as Matt roughly pushes him to the bed, glaring down at him through his glasses and still holding the leash around his neck. He pulls tight once more and snarls his teeth at Adam, waiting.
“Y-yes, sir.”
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Before you can jerk your hand back from me, I clasp it in my own.
“Claire, look at me.”
You hesitate.
“Look at me.”
I’m still holding onto your hand and you give, allowing me to turn you toward me slowly. Your body tenses as if you’ve just remembered that I’m still completely naked upon seeing me again, and I can’t help but press a kiss to your knuckles in an attempt to calm you.
“You think we’re gonna fuck this up. You think I’m gonna fuck this up,” I say. You shake your head. Your eyes haven’t let mine since you’ve turned around.
“Adam, no that’s not—I mean, it is but...it’s me. I’m not good at this. And I like you—“
You like me? My face breaks out into a grin. “You like me, huh? So you have been listening through the walls?” I tease, lowering my voice and raising my eyebrows at you.
“Adam, I swear to—“
I don’t let you finish. My hand is grasping your jaw and my mouth is on yours before you can continue your protest.
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Hey Sackler! When did you get back? It's great to see you, god it's been what, almost 4 months? I was starting to think your poor apartment was going to be empty for all of eternity.
You know all this Covid shit, Claire...I had to get out of the city for a while. Just got back today. You didn’t happen to stock my fridge, did you?
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Adam’s vision has blurred, his mind foggy from what’s playing out before him. He knows he’s into some fucked up shit...knows what he’s done to women, what he’s made asked them to do to him. But this—this is new.
Adam snaps himself back into focus, the man in front of him relentlessly staring back with clouded, impatient eyes. He can feel the danger radiating off him and everything in Adam screams to obey, but he just wants to push.
He slowly lowers himself to the floor, kneeling first. “This what you want? Me on the ground like some fuckin’ dog?” He doesn’t drop to his hands, not yet. He keeps his gaze staring straight up at Matt, noticing the clench of his jaw and the subtle grinding of his teeth...wondering just how far he can push.
“You want me to bark for you, too?” Adam’s fingers move to his zipper, digging the heel of his palm in against the hardness there. And fuck, he’s never been this hard in his goddamn life. A small whine escapes him and before he can make another move, the heavy weight of Matt’s boot slams against his back.
“Get your hand off your fucking cock, slut,” Matt growls, digging harder against Adam’s shirtless back. Now he’s on all fucking fours.
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Do you like to be choked? Asking for me a friend.
You’d like that, wouldn’t you...Matt? I don’t think we’ve met. You can choke on these balls in your mouth.
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That guy in the photo is definitely shortchanging me.
Anon, if you want to see my dick...just walk by the window, apparently.
So...you saw @theadamsackler's penis?
What was it like? 👀
I have absolutely no idea what it looks like Matt Anon. It happened really fast. So you will just have to wait and see like everyone else.
The image absolutely is isn't seared into the back of my brain or anything. Nope. Not at all.
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Adam’s fingers rub along his throat, coughing a little and gaping at the man now sitting on his couch as if he didn’t just fucking choke him against the wall.
“What you’re going to do is tell me what the fuck that was!” Adam gestures his hands wildly, taking a few steps toward Matt. “You just go around fucking choking people?!”
Matt stands, quickly closing the distance between them once again before Adam can move.
“Yeah. I like squeezing the life out of little bitch’s throats like yours. Making them beg.” Matt’s upper lip curls into a snarl on the word beg, and Adam lets out a deep breath. They’re eye to eye and Adam knows—he just knows—not to look away. He doesn’t want to.
And he sure as fuck doesn’t want to acknowledge the tightening in his jeans.
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Do you like to be choked? Asking for me a friend.
You’d like that, wouldn’t you...Matt? I don’t think we’ve met. You can choke on these balls in your mouth.
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The bedroom containing my clothes is just steps away. But so are you.
I start to move slowly toward where you stand near my couch, shit-eating grin plastered on my face.
“If you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask, kid. Didn’t have to break into my apartment.” Your eyes are glued to the floor, still facing away, but your head gives the slightest jerk at the sound of my voice, noticing I’ve moved closer instead of heading to the bedroom for clothes.
“I-I..didn’t...”
I’m close enough now to catch the increase in your breathing from my proximity. “You know, Claire,” I interrupt your stuttering and you jump, “first you tell me you’ve been listening through my walls. Then you come in here trying to catch me naked.” Too close, I’m too close. I can smell your shampoo, the lavender and the mint, fuck, and it surges me forward to whisper in your ear. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to fuck me.”
Hey Sackler! When did you get back? It's great to see you, god it's been what, almost 4 months? I was starting to think your poor apartment was going to be empty for all of eternity.
You know all this Covid shit, Claire...I had to get out of the city for a while. Just got back today. You didn’t happen to stock my fridge, did you?
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I step out of the shower and click on the loud exhaust fan, trying to clear some of the steam out of the tight space. A quick glance at my phone shows I have 20 minutes before you’re back, so maybe I can get myself looking halfway fucking decent by then.
I reach for a towel and take all of five seconds to realize I haven’t done laundry since returning home yesterday. “Fucking idiot,” I murmur under my breath. Guess I’ll just freeze my ass off walking to the bedroom...
I fling the bathroom door open, growling at the rush of cold air that hits my entire body at once and barely registering the squeak that comes from behind me when I go to cross the hall to the bedroom. No, I definitely heard that...
My head whips around immediately.
“CLAIRE! JESUS!” Oh. Fuck.
Hey Sackler! When did you get back? It's great to see you, god it's been what, almost 4 months? I was starting to think your poor apartment was going to be empty for all of eternity.
You know all this Covid shit, Claire...I had to get out of the city for a while. Just got back today. You didn’t happen to stock my fridge, did you?
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“Your...your dad?” Adam tries to contain his laugh but chokes on the end of the word. He’s pretty sure he also just heard this guy call whoever was on the phone daddy. “What the fuck?”
Matt narrows his eyes and takes a step closer, crowding Adam’s space a little. “Do you want me to hang out or not?” the blonde asks, giving Adam a once over. He’s tall—his height, at least, and Matt subconsciously fingers at a pocket of his jumpsuit.
Adam swallows, considering. No harm in riling this guy up a little, right? He smirks to himself.
“Well if your daddy says it’s okay, blondie...”
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Do you like to be choked? Asking for me a friend.
You’d like that, wouldn’t you...Matt? I don’t think we’ve met. You can choke on these balls in your mouth.
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My skin is a little hot, I realize, hearing you make that noise. It sounds...different coming from you. If the walls are so thin, why haven’t I ever heard noises from your apartment?
I cock an eyebrow at you. “Listening through the walls, huh? I charge for that, you know.” I wink and push off the doorframe to head inside, just catching the slight roll of your eyes. “See you in an hour, Claire.”
Hey Sackler! When did you get back? It's great to see you, god it's been what, almost 4 months? I was starting to think your poor apartment was going to be empty for all of eternity.
You know all this Covid shit, Claire...I had to get out of the city for a while. Just got back today. You didn’t happen to stock my fridge, did you?
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