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The sudden intrusion was both painful and exhilarating, causing Ollie to gasp around the cock still lodged in his mouth. But as Toro began to fuck him with slow, deliberate thrusts, the pain soon gave way to pleasure--a pleasure that threatened to consume Ollie completely as it washed over him in wave after wave.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Toro growled, his pace increasing as he drove deeper into Ollie's body. "You were made for this, weren't you? Made to take cock, to be used and abused by men like me."
"Y-yes, sir," Ollie managed to choke out around the hard flesh in his mouth, his mind awash with the filthy fantasies he'd harbored for so long.
This was everything he'd ever wanted, everything he'd dreamed of while jerking off in secret, hidden away from the judgmental eyes of his family.
And now, it was all coming true.
Toro's grip on his hips tightened as he fucked Ollie harder, making the younger man moan loudly with each thrust. It was clear that Toro had noticed the change in Ollie's demeanor, the way he no longer shied away from the pain and degradation, but instead embraced it wholeheartedly.
"Tell me, Ollie," Toro panted, sweat dripping down his face as he continued to pound into him. "Tell me how much you love this. How much you need it."
"I love it," Ollie gasped, tears streaming down his cheeks as the intensity of the pleasure overtook him. "I need it... I need you."
A smirk tugged at the corner of Toro's lips as he leaned down, whispering hotly in Ollie's ear. "That's right, you little slut. You need my cock, don't you? You need to be filled up and fucked until you can barely move."
"Please," Ollie begged, desperate for more. "Don't stop…!"
"Such a greedy boy," Toro teased, his thrusts becoming even more forceful. "But I like that about you, Ollie. Makes me wonder just how much more you can take."
"Anything," Ollie promised, his voice hoarse. "I'll take anything you want to give me."
"Good," Toro replied, his eyes dark and unreadable as he continued to push Ollie further than he'd ever gone before. "Because I'm not even close to done with you yet."
And with that, Toro redoubled his efforts, fucking Ollie until he was completely overwhelmed, each thrust driving them both closer and closer to the edge. Finally, the tension became too much to bear and Ollie felt himself cresting over that final peak of pleasure. He screamed out Toro's name as he came hard, clinging desperately to him as they rode out the orgasm together.
This is it,Ollie thought as he felt Toro's hands grip tightly around him. This was perfect bliss, and this moment would stay with him forever.
"Fuck, you're perfect," Toro growled above him. Ollie felt the cock inside him pulse, hard and throbbing--and then the sensation of come filling him, hot and thick.
Ollie lay breathless, his body intertwined with Toro's as the sweat glistened on their skin. The dim light from the bedside lamp softened the hard edges of Toro's face, revealing a vulnerability Ollie had never seen before.
"Fuck, Ollie," Toro panted, his fingers gently tracing the curve of Ollie's spine. The barrier he'd tried to hold on to finally crumbled. "You've got me feeling things I haven't felt in years."
Ollie smiled, his cheeks flushed from both pleasure and the intense emotions boiling beneath the surface. He let out a small laugh, trying to mask his own vulnerability. "I didn't think you were capable of feelings, Toro."
"Neither did I," Toro admitted, brushing a lock of Ollie's hair away from his forehead. "But you... you're something else. A force of nature."
"Is that a compliment?" Ollie teased, but his heart raced at the unexpected tenderness in Toro's eyes.
"Take it as one," Toro replied, his voice softening as he pulled Ollie closer. Their lips met once more, a kiss that spoke volumes about the depth of their connection.
The room was filled with silence as they basked in the afterglow, each lost in their thoughts. Ollie couldn't help but wonder how fleeting this moment might be. He wished time would slow down, allowing them to stay wrapped in each other's embrace forever.
"Hey," Toro murmured, breaking the silence. "We should probably clean up." He reached for the discarded towel on the floor, wiping away the remnants of their passion.
"Yeah, you're right," Ollie agreed reluctantly, pulling himself up. As they cleaned themselves off, the dark reality of their situation began to seep back in.
Toro's phone buzzed on the floor next to them, its screen casting a harsh glow that shattered the intimacy of the room. He picked it up, his brow furrowing as he read the message.
Somehow, in that moment, Ollie knew.
"Al Petrov just agreed to pay the ransom," Toro said, the words heavy and final. "You're goin' home, Ollie."
Chapter eight
OlliePetrov'sheartracedas the van sped through the dark streets, his hands bound tightly behind him. The cool leather of the seat beneath him only seemed to heighten his senses, every bump and turn in the road sending shivers down his spine. He couldn't help but steal glances at Toro, the man who both captivated and terrified him.
