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"Come with me," Bear commanded, his voice brooking no argument as he stood up and gestured for Julian to follow him.
As they walked through the throng of wedding guests, Julian felt a thrill of anticipation mixed with nervous excitement. Where was Bear taking him? What would happen when they were alone?
Bear led him past the dance floor, where couples swayed to the slow, romantic music, and into a quiet hallway lined with ornately framed paintings. He opened a door to a small room, its walls lined with bookshelves filled with leather-bound volumes. The heavy wooden door clicked shut behind them, muffling the noise of the party outside.
"Get over here," Bear ordered, sitting down on a plush armchair and grabbing Julian by the hair. He pulled him forward, forcing Julian to bend at the waist until he was draped across Bear's knees.
"Is this what you wanted?" Bear asked, his voice a mixture of amusement and desire. "You think you can just tease me all night and get away with it?"
Julian could feel the heat of Bear's body beneath him, and he couldn't help but squirm slightly at the contact. "I-I don't know," he stuttered, suddenly feeling vulnerable in this position.
"Then let's find out," Bear said, tightening his grip on Julian's hair as he prepared to give the young man a taste of the punishment he'd been flirting with all evening.
With a sudden forcefulness, Bear yanked down Julian's dress pants, leaving him exposed and vulnerable across his lap. The cool air of the room kissed his bare skin, heightening his anticipation.
"Remember," Bear commanded, his voice low and gravelly, "you take your punishment quietly. I don't want anyone outside this room to know what's happening in here."
Julian swallowed hard, nodding as best he could from his position. He knew that if he wanted any sort of release, he'd have to comply with Bear's demands. That thought alone sent a shiver of excitement down his spine.
The first slap came abruptly, the sharp sting of Bear's palm against his flesh causing him to gasp involuntarily. He bit his lip, trying to muffle any further sounds. As the spanking continued, each strike landing firmly and dominantly, Julian found himself writhing across Bear's lap, both from the pain and from the pleasure it brought.
"Good boy," Bear murmured, pausing for a moment to let Julian catch his breath. "You're doing well."
"Thank you," Julian managed to whisper, his voice strained as he fought to remain quiet.
Bear shifted beneath him, and Julian felt a sudden wetness against his hole. He realized Bear had spit on him, preparing him for whatever was coming next. The thought sent another wave of arousal through him, making it even harder to remain still.
Two thick fingers plunged into him without warning, stretching him in a way he hadn't experienced before. It was rough and intense, but Julian couldn't deny how much he craved it. His body trembled as Bear finger-fucked him, the older man's expertise evident in every movement.
"Can't say I ever imagined having you like this," Bear said, his voice a mixture of lust and amusement. "But I can't say I'm complaining, either."
"Neither am I," Julian admitted, his voice barely a whisper. "Please, don't stop."
"Since you asked so nicely," Bear replied, smirking as he increased the pace of his fingers.
Julian's entire world seemed to narrow down to the feeling of Bear's fingers inside him, his breath hitching with each thrust. He knew he was close, teetering on the edge of climax.
But just as suddenly as it began, it stopped. Bear pulled his fingers out, leaving Julian disoriented and more aroused than he'd ever been. His body ached for completion, but he knew better than to beg.
"Did you think you'd get off that easy?" Bear asked, chuckling at Julian's obvious frustration. "You're going to have to work for it, boy."
"Whatever you want," Julian agreed, already desperate to please the man who had shown him such pleasurable pain.
"Open wide," Bear commanded, standing before Julian with his cock already out. Without giving him time to react or respond, Bear gripped a handful of Julian's hair and guided his mouth forward, filling it with his thick, throbbing cock.
Julian was gasping for breath as Bear pushed himself deeper, stretching Julian's lips wide around his girth. Despite the discomfort, Julian couldn't deny how much he loved being pushed to his limits like this. He focused on the taste and texture of Bear's cock in his mouth, relishing every ridge and vein against his tongue, the salty tang of pre-come teasing his taste buds.
"Fuck, you're good at that," Bear grunted, thrusting into Julian's throat without mercy. "Now, suck it like you mean it."
Desperate to please, Julian did as he was told, drawing back slightly to swirl his tongue around the head of Bear's cock, eliciting a low growl from the older man. The sensation of Bear's cock filling his mouth, the powerful dominance radiating from the enforcer, it all intoxicated Julian even more than the wine they'd shared earlier.
"Good boy," Bear praised, his grip tightening in Julian's hair as he set a punishing rhythm. "Take it all."
Julian choked back the urge to gag as Bear fucked his face with relentless force, each thrust pushing him closer to the edge of his own orgasm. His mind raced with thoughts of submitting to Bear, of proving himself worthy in the eyes of this hardened mafioso. It was dizzying, exhilarating, and Julian couldn't get enough.
"Almost there," Bear warned, his breathing ragged as he neared his climax. "Get ready to swallow it all for me."
With one final thrust, Bear buried himself deep in Julian's throat and released his load. Julian struggled not to cough, focusing on swallowing every last drop of the salty, musky fluid. As Bear withdrew, panting and satisfied, Julian licked his lips, ensuring he hadn't missed a single drop.
