taste of Italy?” he
panted.
Brian chuckled and looked up at Seth while
moving his hand over Seth’s cock at a slow, languid pace. “I
already like the taste of Italy. What do you have to offer?”
“Authentic flavor of Sicily?” Seth looked at
how big his dick looked in that slim hand and grinned even
wider.
“Sounds good to me.” Brian leaned forward
and closed his eyes as he took the head of Seth’s cock into his
mouth. His tongue went straight for the slit at the top, exploring
it in teasing strokes.
Seth let out a long breath of satisfaction
and slid his hand into Brian’s hair, encouraging him to experiment,
slide his lips farther down the length while tugging at the scrotum
at the same time.
“That’s good.” Seth slowly moved his hips,
forcing his dick in and out of those plump lips, but his heart
froze along with the rest of his body as he saw the door open from
the corner of his eye. He almost stumbled forward but forcibly
pulled Brian’s head away.
Domenico stared at them from the door, a
bulging vein on his forehead only a prelude to what had to happen
within seconds. But the counter in Seth’s head couldn’t prepare him
for the growl of rage that came out of Domenico’s mouth as he moved
forward.
“Dom— What? I mean…” He
didn’t even know what to say, confused by Dom’s sudden presence and
stunned by the staccato in his ears.
“Who is that slut?” growled Domenico. Before
Seth could as much as fasten his belt properly, Dom pulled Brian up
and shook him like a rag doll. The boy squealed like a newborn pig,
struggling to keep his pants up.
“He’s Brian…” Seth uttered, backing off into
a corner, but his throat tightened so hard no sound would come out
when he saw the glint of a gun in the darkness. Brian started
frantically crawling for the door as soon as Domenico released him.
Seth wanted to follow on his own two feet, show Domenico what he
thought of his attitude, but he ended up hitting his head on the
low ceiling.
“The fuck are you doing?” Seth hissed and
plopped down to his ass.
“The fuck are you doing?” The growl coming through
those perfect teeth was like the promise of a painful death.
Domenico grabbed Seth’s hair, yanking him forward to stare into the
barrel of a gun that could easily blow his brains all over the
place.
Seth was sobering up by the second. “Let me
go!” He grabbed Dom’s wrist, but it wouldn’t budge. Within a split
second, his world turned to its side when Domenico slapped his face
against the floor.
“You fucking slut!”
“Don’t you dare call me that!” Seth groaned,
inhaling the dust from the wood as he stumbled up to his
elbows.
“No? The minute I’m not there, you’re off to
screw some shit-brained sissy!” With a sharp pull, Domenico yanked
Seth’s pants down, and the shock of cool air hitting Seth’s skin
sent his senses into overload.
“You’re the one with a fucking girlfriend
I’ve never been told of and other secret lovers! And what the fuck
are you doing? Get off!” Seth tried to push Dom’s face away and
pull his pants back on, which ended up in him stumbling back
headfirst into the floor. There was a sharp pain at his anus, and
it took a moment of pure shock for him to realize he had Dom’s
finger up his ass, and that it was making his tense muscle throb in
pain.
“I’m gay, you idiot.” Domenico pushed Seth’s
cheek into the floor with a low growl. His hand was sweaty and
unpleasant. It just wouldn’t budge. “You cockhungry slut!”
Seth squealed, shocked at the sound of his
own voice. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. “It
hurts! Get off, you pig!” His heart pounded against the floor, and
he struggled to his knees, trying to slip out of the grip, but it
was as if Dom’s arms were made out of concrete. And his finger
moved in the unlubricated passage in a way that was bound to hurt
given the circumstances.
“ Now you’re crying,” whispered Dom
into his ear. “You
panted.
Brian chuckled and looked up at Seth while
moving his hand over Seth’s cock at a slow, languid pace. “I
already like the taste of Italy. What do you have to offer?”
“Authentic flavor of Sicily?” Seth looked at
how big his dick looked in that slim hand and grinned even
wider.
“Sounds good to me.” Brian leaned forward
and closed his eyes as he took the head of Seth’s cock into his
mouth. His tongue went straight for the slit at the top, exploring
it in teasing strokes.
Seth let out a long breath of satisfaction
and slid his hand into Brian’s hair, encouraging him to experiment,
slide his lips farther down the length while tugging at the scrotum
at the same time.
“That’s good.” Seth slowly moved his hips,
forcing his dick in and out of those plump lips, but his heart
froze along with the rest of his body as he saw the door open from
the corner of his eye. He almost stumbled forward but forcibly
pulled Brian’s head away.
Domenico stared at them from the door, a
bulging vein on his forehead only a prelude to what had to happen
within seconds. But the counter in Seth’s head couldn’t prepare him
for the growl of rage that came out of Domenico’s mouth as he moved
forward.
“Dom— What? I mean…” He
didn’t even know what to say, confused by Dom’s sudden presence and
stunned by the staccato in his ears.
“Who is that slut?” growled Domenico. Before
Seth could as much as fasten his belt properly, Dom pulled Brian up
and shook him like a rag doll. The boy squealed like a newborn pig,
struggling to keep his pants up.
“He’s Brian…” Seth uttered, backing off into
a corner, but his throat tightened so hard no sound would come out
when he saw the glint of a gun in the darkness. Brian started
frantically crawling for the door as soon as Domenico released him.
Seth wanted to follow on his own two feet, show Domenico what he
thought of his attitude, but he ended up hitting his head on the
low ceiling.
“The fuck are you doing?” Seth hissed and
plopped down to his ass.
“The fuck are you doing?” The growl coming through
those perfect teeth was like the promise of a painful death.
Domenico grabbed Seth’s hair, yanking him forward to stare into the
barrel of a gun that could easily blow his brains all over the
place.
Seth was sobering up by the second. “Let me
go!” He grabbed Dom’s wrist, but it wouldn’t budge. Within a split
second, his world turned to its side when Domenico slapped his face
against the floor.
“You fucking slut!”
“Don’t you dare call me that!” Seth groaned,
inhaling the dust from the wood as he stumbled up to his
elbows.
“No? The minute I’m not there, you’re off to
screw some shit-brained sissy!” With a sharp pull, Domenico yanked
Seth’s pants down, and the shock of cool air hitting Seth’s skin
sent his senses into overload.
“You’re the one with a fucking girlfriend
I’ve never been told of and other secret lovers! And what the fuck
are you doing? Get off!” Seth tried to push Dom’s face away and
pull his pants back on, which ended up in him stumbling back
headfirst into the floor. There was a sharp pain at his anus, and
it took a moment of pure shock for him to realize he had Dom’s
finger up his ass, and that it was making his tense muscle throb in
pain.
“I’m gay, you idiot.” Domenico pushed Seth’s
cheek into the floor with a low growl. His hand was sweaty and
unpleasant. It just wouldn’t budge. “You cockhungry slut!”
Seth squealed, shocked at the sound of his
own voice. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. “It
hurts! Get off, you pig!” His heart pounded against the floor, and
he struggled to his knees, trying to slip out of the grip, but it
was as if Dom’s arms were made out of concrete. And his finger
moved in the unlubricated passage in a way that was bound to hurt
given the circumstances.
“ Now you’re crying,” whispered Dom
into his ear. “You
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