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I wouldn’t let myself dwell on it. There was a cock in front of me, and no one else was going to suck it. I opened my mouth, doing my best to think and feel nothing at all, and leaned forward as Dmitri shifted to bring it to my mouth. He evidently thought it would be funny to slap me with his cock a few times, smearing pre-cum across my cheek, before giving that up and pushing his tip between my lips.
“That’s it, pup,” he growled, jerking shallowly a few times. “Use your tongue. Suck me.”
I found it easy to follow his orders. I closed my mouth around his head and sucked on his tip, even licking the sensitive underside of his head. Dmitri tilted his head back for a moment and let out a purr of pleasure.
“Take me deeper,” he ordered, closing his eyes.
I did. I leaned in and let him slide to the back of my throat until I gagged. The gagging surprised me. I didn’t usually hit that point so early, but it had been a while. I forced myself to concentrate and tried again, relaxing and keeping my tongue pressed against the bottom of my mouth.
“Yes, pup, yes,” Dmitri sighed. He grabbed fistfuls of my hair, tugging them tightly as he pushed in and out of my mouth, in a slow rhythm to start, then picking up speed.
I relaxed and let it happen. Honestly, I didn’t mind the taste of cock, and Dmitri’s tasted like the flowery soap we’d both used on top of that. I closed my eyes and let myself be nothing more than a vessel for Dmitri’s pleasure. My own cock responded to the grunts and groans Dmitri let out by tenting my borrowed trousers. I tried not to think about it, tried not to think about anything.
In spite of my best efforts, images played through my mind. What would it feel like if Dmitri were pumping away in my ass instead of my mouth? What cruel and imaginative things would he come up with when it came to fucking me mercilessly? Would I like the pain the way Peter and Gennadi did? Or would I just want it to all be over so I could go back to my stupid life?
Dmitri’s climax took me by surprise, and I choked instead of swallowing smoothly when the first load hit the back of my throat. I’d been so far off in my thoughts that I hadn’t sensed him coming. He seemed to like my gagging and sputtering, though, and the way I was in serious danger of throwing up the little I’d managed to eat earlier.
“That’s it, pup,” he ground out. “Take everything I give you. Swallow it down and be grateful.”
He finished without much more of a fuss, then staggered back, his cock popping free of my mouth. I gasped for breath and slumped once I didn’t have him to support me anymore. Dmitri sat heavily on the edge of the cabin’s bed, panting and watching me.
Because the space was so small, he was able to extend his leg to bring his bare foot into contact with my straining cock. It wasn’t a gentle touch, and the burst of pain had me fully awake where I’d been flagging moments before.
“So you do like it, eh?” he asked, laughing and rubbing his foot against my erection. “Go on. Take your sweet pup cock out and show me.”
Because I didn’t have any choice, I didn’t hesitate. Humiliation pressed down on me as I undid my trousers, then shoved them down enough to allow my cock and balls to spill free.
“Go on, then,” Dmitri said with his toothy smile, his eyes alight with lust, even though he slumped like a man who was sated. “Bring yourself off while I watch.”
I glanced questioningly up at him.
He made a fierce face. “Do it!” He raised his voice, nudging my bare balls with his toes. “I want to see that cock spewing all over those borrowed clothes of yours.”
I gingerly took hold of myself, moving my hand and wishing it didn’t feel so good. It had been too long. I was too restless, too ready to feel a little pleasure.
Dmitri laughed, evidently sensing my conflicted feelings. “Humiliating, isn’t it?” he asked. “To have a man you hate force you to bring yourself off. The thing is, as much as you resent me and as low as you feel, you’re going to come, and it’s not even going to take that long. Because even though you despise me with every bone in your body, you want me. You liked sucking my cock.” He circled his hand around his half-soft cock to demonstrate his point. “You liked it, and you’re going to love it when I fuck you. And that just eats you up with humiliation inside.”
He was right. I lowered my head, wishing there was a way out of it. Again, I was reminded of that afternoon on the platform on the river, when me and Peter and Neil and Jace and Conrad had raced to see who would come last. I hadn’t really wanted to participate then, but I’d brought myself off anyhow.
Because no matter how morally bankrupt I thought it was, no matter how strictly I’d been raised, and no matter how much guilt hung on my soul for the lust I felt with nearly every breath I took, waking or sleeping, I lived for that moment when my body gave up its fight and burst with pleasure.
I was seconds away from that moment of bliss, panting and making sounds and teetering on the edge of it, when Dmitri shouted, “Stop!”
His command was so sudden that I jolted in surprise and did just that, my eyes flying open.
Dmitri’s expression was vibrant with lust and iniquity as he leaned forward and grabbed both of my hands, yanking them away from my body. I gasped as the sudden removal of touch caused a ripple of frustration to weave its way through the pleasure I’d been so close to completing. I groaned with it, flexing my hips so my stiff, dripping cock bobbed.
“Now that’s a sight,” Dmitri said, watching my cock with a hungry look. He kept staring as I gasped for breath, ready to give anything for him to let me finish. He dragged his eyes up to mine and said, “I think I’ll just leave you like this.”
“What?” I panted, writhing on the inside with stoppered passion.
Dmitri laughed. “I’m not going to let you come,” he said, as if I truly needed an explanation. “I’m going to leave you like this. Tonight, tomorrow, and indefinitely. I’m going to take you right to the brink, then I’m going to deny you. For as long as I want to. And if I catch you bringing yourself off or getting one of your pretty friends to do it, I’ll beat you within an inch of your life, do you understand?”
I gaped at him—not for lack of understanding, but because I realized in that moment just how cruel a man could be. I wanted to tell him that I knew now why everyone hated him, but I was too frustrated to form words.
Dmitri pulled himself around so that he lay on his back in the narrow bed. “Grab the sides of the bed,” he ordered me.
I scooted forward, my cock still straining out from my body, begging in vain for the touch that would give me completion, and gripped the wooden lip of the bed. As far as I could tell, all of the beds aboard the ship were designed with raised sides to keep the mattress and any contents of the beds from spilling out if the water got rough. It meant I had something to curl my hands around and dig my nails into.
