Page 38 of Until I Break

“Fuck, just like that,” I moan, nearly running us off the road when he starts sucking harder. He starts massaging my balls, and I can’t do it anymore. I pull off on the shoulder, and he reaches over to put my seat back. Now that I’m flat, he pulls my jeans and boxers down to my ankles. I watch as he strokes my cock with one hand and drips lube on my balls. We keep lubeeverywhere so we can take each other and Eliza anywhere and anytime. “What are you… Oh, fuck!”

“That’s my boy,” Calder praises when I moan as he pushes two slick fingers into my ass. He hits that magical spot inside of me that makes my eyes roll back as he massages it with his fingers. “Liza might be our whore, but you are mine. You can stop coming when I let you. Understand?”

“Yes,” I moan.

“I’m sorry?”

“Yes, master,” I choke out. I know better than to not call him my master. I will call him whatever the fuck he wants if he keeps making me come like he does. Eliza is a fucking goddess, but this man is goddamn magical. He grins at me before leaning down and taking my cock down his throat. I moan loudly and lift my hips to fuck his throat as he moves his fingers inside me. He keeps me on edge until I am hanging before shoving a third finger in and throwing me into a blinding orgasm. My cock pulses in his throat as he sucks the come out of me. I feel every gulp, but he doesn’t stop. He continues to suck hard and stretch my ass until I am moaning like a wild animal. My legs are shaking, so I have lost all leverage in fucking his throat. I am at his mercy, so he continues to suck the come out of my cock, one orgasm after another. With tears running down my face, he pulls the sixth one out of me. He finally stops and pops my cock out of his mouth.

“I could drink you forever, Julian,” Calder muses.

“When this is done, your ass is mine,” I growl as I grab the back of his neck and pull him closer to kiss him. He relaxes into my grip, and I can feel my cock throbbing thinking about taking him down my throat. Fuck, I want to taste him. It’s been days. I shove him back into his seat and pull his cock out. When I lean down, he grabs my head and lifts his hips to start fucking my throat. I groan around his cock as I suck him hard. He is fucking brutal, but I wouldn’t want it any other way.

“Fuck, just like that. Goddamn it, just like that,” Calder moans as he pushes deeper. I take over by grabbing his hips, pushing him down into the seat so I can bob my head up and down on his cock. He stops trying to force me and lets me take over. I suck hard, desperate to taste him. He explodes in record time, letting me drink him down and suck every drop of his come out of his cock. When I sit back and wipe my mouth, he is panting and wide-eyed.

“What?” I laugh.

“Damn, Julian,” he says breathlessly. “I think we should go back home and corner Ryan after handling Troy.”

“He’s a good boy. He can take our frustrations,” I agree with a grin. “I love you, Calder. Thank you for being patient with me.”

“I love you too, Julian. You know I’ll always be here. Even if you are violently horny sometimes,” Calder says with a grin.

“Let’s go scare this pussy, hmm?” I say, pulling back out into the road.

“Hell yeah.”

I am leaning against the doorframe of Troy’s kitchen as Calder carefully selects a knife. “Come on, man. Just let me go. I’ll leave her alone,” Troy sobs.

“Oh, I know you will,” I say.

“You see, Troy. You don’t deserve to breathe. You don’t deserve Eliza. You don’t deserve anything but pain,” Calder says as he walks over with a bread knife. I chuckle when Troy whimpers when Calder gently drags it across Troy’s limp dick. He is tied to a chair naked, unable to defend himself. We caught him when he was asleep on the couch.

“It’s too bad,” I say. “He does have a nice dick.”

“Mmm. He does, huh?” Calder says, gently stroking his limp dick.

“Stop it, you fucking freak!” Troy screams.

“Fuck me harder? Is that what you said?” Calder asks.

“Stop!” Troy screams as his cock responds instantly to Calder’s touch. Blood rushes to his dick, and Calder starts stroking him with a tight grip.

“There ya go, pussy. You gonna come for me?” Calder laughs. “You are so fucking hard for me. You want my cock, don’t you?”

“No! Please don’t!” Troy scream.

“I wonder if that’s how Eliza begged,” I say.

“Let’s find out,” Calder remarks. He stops and cuts the rope on his wrists before dragging him up and shoving him to the table. I come over and pull his arms across the surface to use the extra rope to tie him to the table. He is bent over, and Calder pulls his pants and boxers down before pulling lube from his pocket. I go to the fridge and look at all of the bottles. I grin when I see a bottle of hot sauce. I would imagine Tabasco being funneled up your ass would not be pleasant. After grabbing it, I turn around and search for a bigger item to fuck his ass with. He has massive cucumbers, still in their thin plastic bag from the grocery store, so I grab that and toss it to Calder.

“Wait. Please. Please don’t do this. Please,” Troy begs.

“Beg louder, bitch. How loud did Eliza scream when you raped her? How many times did she beg you to stop beating her? She tried so fucking hard to love you, and all you did was hurt her… So now you are going to find out what it’s like to be hurt by someone. After, we will decide if you get to keep your cock. Come like a good little boy, and you have a better shot,” Calder says as he lines up the cucumber. I grip onto his cock and start stroking him with a tight grip, laughing when he stifles a moan with a cough.

“I’d relax if I were you,” I muse.

“Wait… Ahhhh,” he screams so loud that I swear to God it could peel the paint off the fucking walls. Calder starts ramming the cucumber into his ass, hard and deep. Troy screams and begs for it to stop, but I continue to roughly stroke his cock. I’m determined to fucking humiliate this prick. Eventually, the screams turned into something different. Eliza told us the stories about how the sick fucker would force her to come so that is exactly the treatment that he is going to get.

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