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He pulls out my painfully hard cock and I hiss at the sensation of his rough hand against the sensitive skin.
“Fuck. You do have a huge dick and it’s weeping for me. Mmm. Uncut. Fucking perfect.” He flashes me a charming grin as he strokes me from the base to the foreskin and presses his thumb at the tip.
I think I’ll make a massive joke out of myself and come right then and there, drowning in his gaze and the hair that’s framing his sharp face.
Is it supposed to feel this fucking good?
“Why, hello, Straight Brandon’s dick. You look pretty gay to me.” He strokes again, harsher this time, eliciting a shudder from me.
Somewhere in my mind, I know that I should stop him. Ineedto stop him.
But I don’t want to.
I have no will whatsoever.
None of my bodily functions are in tune with the logical part of my brain. Not when he’s jerking me off with a level of control that leaves me panting.
My ears ring and my vision blurs, but he remains in focus right in the middle, his hard strokes grounding me to the moment.
To him.
Tingles creep up my spine and all my blood rushes to where he’s touching me.
“Get my cock out,” he orders in a low, growly voice.
My heavy lids lift for a fraction of a second and I stare at him, dumbfounded.
What was he saying again?
“Now,” he says, firmer this time, and I don’t know what’s come over me.
There’s something about the way he orders me around that works me into an inexplicable frenzy.
I grab onto his jeans, fingers unsteady and completely awkward as I undo his button and then slide down his zipper over his enormous erection.
Every now and then, I have to stop and suppress a groan when he jerks me faster with skin-tingling control.
My hand is definitely less sure when I reach into his boxer briefs and then pause, my mind going blank.
What the hell am I supposed to do now? I don’t want to make an awkward move.
“Wrap your hand around my cock and pull it out, baby.” His voice is deep but authoritarian and I find myself doing just that.
It’s the first time I’ve touched a dick other than my own, and bloody fucking hell.
The moment I bring it out, I can’t resist staring at how both thick and long he is. I’m not small by any means, but Nikolai is a tad bigger and slightly curved. Four piercings protrude from the crown, shining under the dim streetlight.
“Your hands are so soft.” He nibbles on my lip, my jaw, and my Adam's apple.
A groan slips out of me and he grins against it, licking the assaulted skin, then whispers, “Squeeze me, baby.”
I do, carefully, not wanting to cause him pain. Though he certainly doesn’t seem like he has the same concerns with my own cock since he jerks me as if he has a problem with me.
Not that I’m complaining. No one has ever touched me this roughly. This…deliciously.
“You won’t hurt me, lotus flower. Do it harder.” He laps his tongue at my jaw. “Mmm. Let me get the blood off you.”
He bites down on the spot as if he wants to break the skin and then sucks hard until I’m lightheaded.
