Page 25 of My Hunger, Your Soul

I slowly move both my hands up the back of his thighs before grabbing a handful of his ass cheek in each palm. Fuck me, his ass is plump. Meaty. As I massage the flesh, I swallow his length again and valiantly show him who's boss at sucking dick.

“Fuck…shit…ahhh,” he cries, pumping his hips forward, chasing that ending.

I moan around his cock, enjoying the flavor. I can almost smell his cum before it arrives.

“Ivan…I’m, I’m cumminggggg,” he wails just as he fills my mouth with the best tasting cum I’ve ever had. I moan again as I eat it up, little spurts follow as his body shakes post orgasm. I reluctantly pull away and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as I watch his now drenched body try to catch his breath. He’s a masterpiece of a man.

I rise to my feet and rest both my forearms on the door at either side of his head, caging him in. His eyes closed, his mouth parted. He looks so high I feel like a fucking king.

I lick a line from his collarbone, up his neck until I reach his pretty lips. The mix of cum and sweat on my tongue sends thrills through my taste buds. Without warning, I slam my lips on his and forcefully part his lips with my tongue, thrusting it deep into his mouth, tangling his tongue with mine. He responds with a moan straight away as we massage each other with fierceness and passion that only makes me more addicted. The kiss becomes a process of claiming on my part, ensuring that he knows this will never be done. I won’t be able to give his taste up. Maybe Dima had the right idea with Seb and kidnapping him, making sure Seb knew where he belonged.

My own dick starts to protest at being left in the confines of my pants. I don’t think it could be any harder, but if I took it out now, I would end up fucking him, and I want to take my time when that day arrives.

I end the kiss and take a couple of steps back before grabbing my phone from my jean pocket, and opening the camera. I need documentation of this. The flash on my phone awakens Ty from his orgasmic haze, and he frowns at me.

“What are you taking pictures of me for?”

“So I can look at them later as I rub one out. Don’t be embarrassed, you look hot.”

“Please, Ivan. I don’t want anyone to see them. Please delete them,” he pleads, which pisses me off. I walk over and grab him around the neck, annoyed that he’d think I would show anyone pictures of him like this.

“Let's get one thing straight, sweetheart. I’m the only one allowed from now on to see you naked and pleasure you. No one, and I mean no one, will ever see your skin bare. I swear, Ty, you disobey me and I will rip their eyes out and make you watch. Your body is mine. Do you understand?”

“I…”

“Do you fucking understand?” I snarl, my face in his, ready to take him on.

He swallows hard and watches me before nodding.

“Yes,” he whispers.

“Good. Don’t question me again. I don’t share. Ever.”

“Okay,” he says, and I relax. Good. That’s what I wanted to hear.

Using the knife, I remove the tape binding his hands above the door and watch him closely as he rubs and rolls his shoulders that must burn like a bitch. I try to read his facial expressions as he clumsily pulls up his pants with urgency. He doesn’t look up at me, I’d say he is actively avoiding eye contact with me. He is either shy or ashamed by what just happened, and neither of those things bother me. What bothers me is that I haven’t got a full read on the catalog of emotions he possesses.

“What's with the face?” I ask, impatient to know what he is thinking. His back straightens as he finally looks me in the eye.

“Don’t act dumb, Ivan,” he says as he buttons up his shirt.

“I don’t act in anything, now answer the fucking question. Are you sulking?”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You just waltzed into my home, tied me up and…and…assaulted me!”

The booming laugh that leaves me makes Ty flinch, he looks bemused by my response. He has a lot to learn.

“Not that it matters, but I never heard you say no, in fact, you asked me to suck your cock, I seem to remember you begging for it.”

“Only because you told me to!”

“So you lied? You didn’t want me to suck your cock?”

“Stop trying to manipulate my words.”

“How can I manipulate your words, if it's what you said?”

“You’re such a psycho, Ivan. You know what you’re fucking doing. Is this how you play every guy you wanna fuck?”

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