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"Good boy," Toro praised, leaning down to capture Ollie's lips in a searing, passionate kiss.
Chapter five
ItwaseverythingthatOllie had dreamed of, overwhelming and scary--but soright. He groaned helplessly, leaning forward for more.
As their tongues tangled together, Toro reached down to unbutton his own pants, freeing his throbbing erection from its confines.
"Look at what you do to me," he murmured against Ollie's lips, guiding the younger man's hand to wrap around his girth. "Feel how hard you make me."
Ollie stroked Toro, luxuriating in the feel of his rock-hard cock. Their eyes locked, and Ollie felt a surge of power at the sight of Toro's dark, hungry gaze. This was his doing, his control—at least for now.
Suddenly, Toro pulled away and pinned Ollie down to the bed. His hands were strong as his hips held steady between Ollie's legs. He leaned in close, whispering into Ollie's ear. "Let me have you."
Ollie gasped as he felt Toro rip off his clothes with one swift movement, leaving him completely naked and exposed beneath him. His skin was on fire—a mixture of fear, excitement, and anticipation coursing through every nerve ending in his body.
Toro trailed hot, wild kisses down Ollie's neck before exploring the smooth planes of his chest with his hands; the contrast between their bodies—dark and light, strong and slender—was dizzyingly beautiful to behold. He propped himself up on one arm so that he could take in the sight of the young man beneath him—all pale curves and tight angles. He reached out a hand, tracing circles around each nipple until it hardened in response to his touch--and then pinching them.
Ollie's breath hitched as the pinch sent a shockwave of pleasure through his body. He let out an involuntary cry, one that seemed both a request for more and an expression of sheer delight at the pain. Toro grinned, happy to oblige. He moved his lips to Ollie's neck, pressing a series of bites to the tender skin there. Ollie felt like he was losing control—of his senses, of himself—but it only made him want more.
"Please," he begged, as Toro moved lower still. "Touch me."
"Demanding, huh?" Toro's hands began to explore Ollie's body—from his nipples and chest down to his stomach and lower still—in gentle, slow circles. His fingertips were like electric shocks that sent sparks of pleasure coursing through Ollie's veins; each new sensation more intense than the last.
He felt himself melting into the bed beneath him, open and vulnerable under Toro's touch, his cock hard and aching for release.
Ollie had never felt so alive before—and it was all because of Toro.
He wanted this feeling to last forever.
With a wicked grin, Toro complied, moving his hand to stroke Ollie's own aching arousal. "You're so fucking beautiful like this, Ollie," he breathed, his fingers expertly teasing the sensitive tip. "I can't wait to make you scream my name."
Ollie shuddered at the thought, his muscles tensing in anticipation. His breathing grew heavy as Toro gradually increased the pressure and speed of his strokes. Then, unexpectedly, he stopped.
Ollie opened his eyes to find Toro hovering over him, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He reached down to spit into his fingers before spreading the saliva on Ollie's hole. Ollie gasped at the sudden sensation—the wetness coupled with Toro's expert touch was almost too much for him to handle. And then he felt it—Toro pushing those thick, brutal fingers inside him slowly and deliberately, inch by inch until there was no more room left for either of them.
Ollie closed his eyes and let himself go, surrendering completely to the pleasure that Toro was giving him.
The sensation was unimaginable—with each thrust of Toro's fingers, Ollie felt like he was reaching new heights, every nerve in his body alive with sensation. His moans echoed off the walls as he begged for more, faster, harder—anything to keep this feeling going. It was both familiar and completely new; a combination that filled him with an immense sense of pleasure as he rode out each wave of ecstasy.
"Kid," Toro said, his voice low and tight, "if you're like this just from a couple of fingers, you're gonna love my cock."
"Please," Ollie groaned. "Give it to me."
It was stupid. No reasonable person should have unprotected sex like this, especially with a wild stranger like Toro.
But it wasn't a time for reasonable actions.
And Ollie wanted to feel every inch of him.
"Shit, you don't want kid gloves, do you? You really want it rough." Toro spat on his hand, and then lubed up his cock. "That suits me just fine."
"Fuck, Toro," Ollie moaned as the older man's thick cock pushed into him for the first time. He could feel every inch of Toro stretching him open, taking him, claiming his body in a way that no one else ever had. "You're s-sobig."
"God, you're tight," Toro growled, sweat beading on his forehead as he moved deeper and deeper inside Ollie. "I'm gonna wreck you, baby. Make you mine."
"Please," Ollie gasped, clawing at Toro's back as he rocked his hips to meet each thrust. "Take me, use me."
"God, you're so fucking tight," Toro growled possessively into Ollie's ear, sending shivers down his spine. With a slam of his hips, he buried himself deep inside the young man, making him gasp as his body was filled to the limit.
