Warning: this chapter contains choking, slaping and spanking. Sorry if it ruins the story for anyone...
However. This is a short chapter, since it's the bonus update to apologise for not writting for a long time again...
************************************Anson's POV
"On your knees!" He demands and I find myself in doggy pose in no time. I put my legs apart and try to spread my buttcheeks as much as possible. I feel him squirt the lube around my hole and soon he starts fingering me. It feels weird. Not exactly painful, just weird.
He takes his fingers out and starts rubbing his dick along my buttcrack. It's honestly a turn on. "You ready?" "Mhm." He thrusts in, making me moan. Not sure in pain or pleasure, since he almost immediately hits the right spot.
"Aahh, that's it... right there..." I moan and as I do so, he slaps my buttcheek. "No talking." Another slap. "You can moan tho." His hands on my ass, squeezing it hard and his deep thrusts are really doing it for me. I start wanking but he stops my hand. "I'll take care of that..."
He holds my dick, slowly rubs it, starts to go faster then suddenly immediately stops. He also pulls out and orders: "Turn around!" I do so.
Charles's POV
I really hope he can take this.
I put my hand on his neck. One of his legs is over my shoulder and my dick is positioned right in front of his entrance. Before getting completely carried away I focus just to ask "You okay?" And when seeing the lustful look in his eyes as he says yes, I push in. "I said no talking!" I slap his face then start choking him lightly. He moans and I see his hand moving towards his dick.
"I said I'll take care of it," I gently repeat so instead he grabs my hips. I take my free hand and wrap it around his hardened member slowly starting to jerk him off. I start going faster when my thrusts also pick up the pace. My grip on his neck thightens as he hardly says: "Go... faster..." "What did I say about talking!?" I stop choking him and give him another slap.
He moans and he holds my hips stronger. "So punish me... harder..." He moans again so I lean forward and put both my hands around his neck, allowing him to jerk off by himself.
Anson's POV
I'm so close, but can't say it, and since I have no idea how close he is, I remove my hand but that earns me a slap. "Don't stop!" I start again and soon feel his grip on my neck tighten. I just he hope doesn't kill me...
His body starts shaking and I realise he just cummed. Still panting he pulls out and gets on his knees. Slapping my hand away, he grabs my hips, then starts to blow me. My moans get louder and with no warning I explode in his mouth.
No words needed we both get up and he follows me to the bathroom where we take a cold shower then go to bed still completely naked, we even left the towels behind.
Charles's POV
Somehow neither of us feels like talking so we just lay down, each on one side of the bed. After only a few seconds I feel he's moving and to my surprise he lays on my chest. I say nothing, instead I just hug him and we drift off to sleep...
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FanfictionAnson works as a clothes designer for a company owned by his father's friend. Charles works as a janitor, recently hired for the same company. At first they hate each other but soon other feelings get involved😏