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His jaw tightening, Will considered walking out.

But if he did, this foolish, slutty boy would just find another cock to stuff into his hole.

He had to do it.

So he did.

He pulled out and punched in, making Gadiel wail, so Will did it again, and again, impaling the boy on his cock viciously, wishing he could see his cock disappear into Gadiel’s hole, wishing there was no barrier between them, wishing Gadiel’s shameless moans weren’t for some random stranger in a seedy club.

“Ah, there!” Gadiel cried out. “So good… Don’t stop…Ahh! Fuck, oh yeah…”

The lust, shame, anger, and bitter jealousy he had no business feeling created a horrible cocktail of emotions that made Will’s every thrust rough. It was a brutal fuck; a dirty,primitive act that couldn’t be more removed from the almost painful tenderness he normally felt for Gadiel. He pounded into him, feeling like a man possessed, until finally, he felt the boy come on his cock, moaning like the cockslut he was.

Will groaned, feeling Gadiel’s hole squeeze around his cock. He came hard, his vision whiting out for a moment as pleasure ripped through him, hot and all-consuming. So damn good. So perfect. Gadiel.

But then, reality reasserted itself.

Fuck.

What had he done?

Gritting his teeth, Will pulled out and left the booth. Ignoring the catcalls and leers, Will stuffed his half-hard cock into his pants and headed home.

Gadiel didn’t fucking need him.

If he wanted more cock, Will could hardly stop him from getting it.

Chapter 23

Gadiel was still confused and shaken by the time he returned home.

He had been so delighted when Will had turned up. But then he left so suddenly—right after coming—making him crash hard after the high of his orgasm. It had taken him some time to gather his thoughts and fix his clothes, and by the time he left the booth, Will had been long gone.

Gadiel unlocked the door and slipped inside the apartment, still painfully aware of the pleasant soreness and sticky mess between his cheeks. FromWill’scock. Will had fucked him. It still felt surreal. Had it not been for the soreness, Gadiel wouldn’t believe it had really happened.

What now?

He wasn’t sure what he’d expected, but it wasn’t a stony-faced Will in the living room.

“Where have you been?” Will said stiffly, without quite looking at him.

Gadiel blinked. Was he seriously going to pretend it hadn’t happened when they both knew the truth perfectly well?

“You know where I’ve been,” he said slowly. “You fucked me there.”

Will went rigid before finally looking at him.

“You knew it was me,” he said, a strange expression on his face.

Gadiel stared at him. “Of course I knew! Did you think I didn’t? You really think I’d let some stranger fuck me bare?” He wouldn’t have let a stranger fuck him through a gloryhole, period. He’d chosen a gloryhole because he had been too much of a chicken. If he didn’t see the other man’s face, he could at least pretend it was Will. Well, the joke was on him.

“But how could you know?” Will said.

Gadiel laughed. “Did you forget I sucked your cock? I’d recognize it anywhere.” It was the truth, but it wasn’t the full truth. He knew the way Will’s skin tasted, the scent of his skin, the way his own body reacted to his presence. Of course he’d known immediately that it was him. What he didn’t understand was why.

“I don’t understand,” Gadiel said. “Were you actually hoping I wouldn’t recognize you? Why would you refuse to touch me and push me away every day but fuck me anonymously?” But Gadiel realized the answer as soon as he voiced the question. “Oh. If it’s anonymous, it means nothing.”

Will didn’t say anything. But neither did he deny it.

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