Page 25 of Fight Me Daddy

"You're right. You're not just any dog, Calix." His hand squeezed around my length and he stroked me faster before he slowed down. Gabriele leaned forward and spat on my cock before he started stroking again and I trembled. "You're my dog. Isn't that right, boy?"

I shook my head. "No...no it's not right," I tried to catch my breath but my body was heating up as he picked up speed.

"Liar," he hissed. "Tell Daddy you're his dirty little mutt."

"Fuck!" I cried out as my hips shot upward again and I found myself practically humping his hand. "Stop, Gabriele."

"Stop what? Making you confront what a pathetic little whore you are?" He chuckled and a shiver worked its way up my spine. "Come on, let go. You're so goddamn uptight no wonder you're always freaking out. I know you want to release all of that tension."

Gabriele Bianchi was a bastard. I'd always known that, but now I was up close and personal with a side of him that I'd never seen before. I tried to close my legs to stave off the pleasure, but he used his knee to open them back up and continue to jerk me off.

"I asked you for something," Gabriele said as I stared up at him. "Tell Daddy you're his dirty little mutt. I want to hear you say it."

I shook my head, wishing he'd stop calling himself Daddy. It was getting to me in ways I couldn't begin to explain. "No."

"Say it," he growled as he picked up speed. "I can feel how close you are. Your cock is throbbing in my hand."

"No!"

"Fine." Gabriele removed his hand and I panted as I stared up at him in shock. "If you don't behave, then you don't get rewards." He stood up and started rolling down his sleeve. "You can bring your arms down. I'll see myself out."

Right. He's not holding me down anymore. For some reason my arms had stayed in the same position, my wrists still crossed as if waiting for him to come back. My cock throbbed and pulsed, my balls painfully sore. I'd been so close I could taste it.

"Wait," I whispered, hating myself until he turned around and looked at me curiously. "Please."

"Please, what?" he asked.

"K-keep going."

Gabriele smirked. "Are you ready to play by my rules?"

Shit. The bastard wasn't going to make it easy. I just wanted some relief that didn't come from my own hand. Everything had been so busy between matches, the gym, and helping my father, I hadn't had time to go out and meet anyone. And now I was even busier. There was only so much of my own hand I could take before I craved the warmth of another person. But I never thought that person would be Gabriele Bianchi.

"Going once. Going twice-"

"Yes, sir," I answered quickly.

Gabriele looked me over before he moved back onto the bed. His hand gripped my wrists again and I was finally able to breathe. He leaned down and wrapped his mouth around my cock giving it a few long, deep sucks and leaving it wet and slick once more. I gasped, my toes curling as he sat up and began jerking me off once more.

"Fuck..." I groaned as I pushed my head back against my pillow and shook my head. "So good. So...so damn good."

"Good boy," Gabriele said as he picked up speed slowly but surely. "Tell Daddy exactly what he wants to hear."

Pleasure surrounded me and I couldn't hold back. I pulled against his hands and he pressed down harder. My cock jumped in his hands and I gave up.

"I'm Daddy's dirty little mutt!"

The words barely left my lips before I came so hard I saw stars. I jerked upward, fucking Gabriele's hand as I rode out the orgasm that crashed into me, stealing my breath and making me moan so loud I was sure the neighbors could hear.

Panting, I fell back against the bed and twitched lightly. Finally, I opened my eyes and gazed at Gabriele. He grinned at me before he stood up.

"Good boy. Now you'll get some rest. I'll see you again soon."

I was too out of it to say a word to him. Gabriele turned on his heels and walked out of my room. I heard the sound of him in the bathroom cleaning up before he disappeared and the front door closed shortly after.

Sleepiness gripped me and I tried to stay up but it was impossible. Instead, I closed my eyes. My brain was on cloud nine. I could beat myself up for what I'd done with Gabriele later.

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