AUTHORITARIAN mm, bondage, mild S & M, non consensual.
This is a novel of gay sex, some of the sex depicted will be consensual, some will not. If, where you live, you are underage to read this kind of material, or this material will be unlawful for you to read regardless of your age, I'm sorry but please leave now. If you are offended by gay sex, just go away. If this story is the kind of thing that pleases you and/or gets your juices flowing, then I hope you enjoy it.
"Go and kneel on the mat in front of the bench" he ordered. "Oh I forgot, if you have any thoughts of your young German friend, Hans isn't it? coming looking for you forget them. My cousin Rafael who does the reception has told him you phoned up to say you had met some Spanish friends and would he empty the room and store your stuff and that you'd be by in a few weeks to pick it up. Hans left reception in a foul mood. But don't worry Bambino you have me to take care of you now."
Paul didn't know what to think, he had started to accept, even enjoy some of what was happening to him, not the beatings though, his arse still giving him pain, and now this bombshell! His last lifeline which had lurked in the back of his mind giving him some small comfort was gone. He felt truly abandoned, totally lost, and really frightened once more. He couldn't help himself, he choked and a tear rolled down his smooth cheek.
Carlos came and stood in front of him, "Enough of that, get your Master hard. Or do you WANT more punishment?"
"No Mmmaster," snivelled Paul, "all I want is to please you" His survival instinct kicking in. Putting his hands around Carlos's hairy, sinewy legs, he moved his head forward and took the tumescent cock into his mouth, licking around the foreskin he took it to the start of his throat, back and forward he bobbed up and down on the rapidly engorging cock, sucking for all he was worth. Carlos began to moan as his cock rose to it's full rock hard 8 inches. Paul began to swallow it, but Carlos eased back into his mouth. "No, no Bambino this time I want you to suck my big prick until I fill your sweet mouth with my hot, thick man juice, your throat will have other pleasures today" Paul returned to the task with rising pleasure, his throat still remembered yesterday. Fuck it he thought, * I'll take one thing at a time, enjoy what I can, bear the rest, and try not to let this juicy bastard fuck with my mind. I'm sure that's what he's doing. *
Paul felt his own cock begin to stir as he kept sucking. He moved his hands onto Carlos's muscled arse and began to knead his cheeks. That did the trick! Carlos tensed his balls drew up, his buttocks clenched, then his knob swelled and he shot rope after sticky rope of hot spunk into the waiting mouth. Paul was almost choking on the amount as he kept rapidly swallowing, it tasted wonderful he thought, slightly stronger then Ramon's but delicious in a very male way. Carlos relaxed, easing his cock out until just the head remained "Clean it!" he ordered, reaching down he scooped up the little that had escaped and pushed his finger into Paul's mouth alongside his cock. Paul sucked and licked them both. He gently pulled back the foreskin, running his tongue everywhere. "Bueno, Bueno" said Carlos as he took his cock from Paul's mouth. "Ramon cannot be with us today, so I have arranged a pleasant surprise for you, I have a nephew, not Ramon's son" he chuckled, "he is 19 and would like to get to know you, his name is Pablo, the Spanish for Paul. I think we will make it a little bit harder for you to get to know him though" He moved behind Paul, taking a rope from the shelf he told Paul to place his hands behind his back. He took them in his strong hands and tied his wrists together. They rested on top of his bum, reminding him of how sore it was, so he curled his hands up as far from his bum as he could. Carlos started to blindfold him, but stopped. "No, we'll save that for another day. He looked up, "Pablo, vamos" he called.
Realisation sank in, there must be a viewing room up there! Paul heard someone coming down stairs and the corridor door opened. In walked a vision, he was the roughly the same height as Paul, but slimmer, cinnamon brown, he was hairless except for a rectangle of black hair above his cock and a thick mane of lustrous black hair pulled back in a ponytail. His cock was a rampant 7 and a half inches, almost hard against the flattest stomach Paul had seen, his foreskin was so long, still covering his knob which was just thicker than his shaft. He was not quite as thick as Paul. Hanging below were a very large pair of balls in a very long, loose sac. His body muscles were very well defined carrying no bulk. His legs were long and muscled. God, thought Paul "HE IS BEAUTIFUL!* "Pablo dances Flamenco, he is very strong, he also speaks some English, I think you'll get on." Murmured Carlos into his ear. Pablo walked forward until he was directly in front of Paul's face.
"Suck my prick Boy, make love to my cojones, drink my milk." His voice was deep and husky. Oh this is so sexy, I think I'm in love. * thought Paul as he leaned forward tonguing his way from the big balls to the foreskin covered knob and back again, not being able to use his hands was beginning to cause him problems, his balance was iffy and every time he manoeuvred his hands unclenched bouncing on his bum, which was painful. * I don't care, pain and pleasure thought Paul I want this pleasure He sucked a ball into his mouth "Open more" ordered Pablo pushing the other in alongside. Paul's mouth was filled, he jiggled them around sucking and tonguing it was beautiful, they felt alive and the skin was so wonderfully smooth, like silk. "Now my prick, I want to fill your throat" ordered Pablo in his beautiful voice. Paul reluctantly pulled off the balls and liked his way up the pulsing rod, he took the head into his mouth, forcing his tongue under the plentiful foreskin, running his tongue around the knob and up across the piss slit. It tasted great, he had a sudden vision of fresh juicy prawns. Tightening his lips he managed to force the foreskin back as he took more and more in. It hit the top of his throat, he relaxed and swallowed, the cock slid home, he paused to get a nose breathing rhythm going then started to move up and down the smooth cock savouring Pablo's aroma every time his nose ground into the pubic patch. Pablo grabbed his ears and started dictating the pace, faster, slower, faster slower. Paul sucked and sucked feeling his own rigid cock start to produce precum. Pablo was moaning continually now and Paul felt the knob swell even bigger and cum started to pulse up his shaft. "Oooooooooooohhh" moaned Pablo as his cock erupted down Paul's throat, he started swallowing, which caused Pablo to moan and shoot again. Pulling back into his mouth he said "Taste me Boy, taste my prick, taste my Spanish milk" and he shot again. Paul was in heaven, he could stand no more, moaning around Pablo's cock he shot his load all over Pablo's legs, as he sucked the last drops of Pablo's milk
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