turned

couldn't see another option

Going home, type sat to the middle of the floor to sit criss cross to look about with his arms wrapped about himself to look around to shake his head.
Before he came home, he stopped by a liquor store to pick up empty boxes to then have them spread about his place to eye each one of them in anger.
Why in the hell am I thinking in this direction? I can't really move in with him. Don't even know the man, he is my bosses son, haven't really talked nor thought of the logistics of everything, he is also 20 years old, he is also a pretentious, self absorbed, rapist who.....
Type signed and heavily to then bring up his legs to place them too his chest to then wrap his arms about to then mine his head down to shake his head a bit again.
Damnit! Why are you hard!
Type took in a very deep breathe to then slowly move his head up to then look around once more.
You can't fully get it up for women anymore, you think about this jackass constantly, you are becoming rock solid just by thinking of him, there's...... Only one thing left to do.....
Type groaned, he really didn't want to move in with this man, barely even knew who he was.
Moving his legs out, type then got up to go to a box to start to place his things in with a bit of a slam.
Filling the van with all his things a bit later, type went around the truck to then place his hands to his pockets to then eye his empty place with a disgruntled face..
Fuck!
Turning he then went into the van to then drive of to tharns to think in a different direction.
Maybe this is all a joke to him, maybe when I get there, he'll be home and tell me you can't think I was serious, I would be homeless for a moment..... Would he do that? God, I really don't know, don't even know this man!
Type signed to then keep driving forward to not know what really to do at this point.
Getting to tharns house, type got out to look at it with a bit of anger.
The last time he was there, it was not pleasant.
Taking in a deep breathe, type then went forward to then go to the door after he climbed the stairs to knock on the grand door, darting his eyes, nothing happened, making a face he then Tried to open the door to discover it locked.
Stepping back type then looked about.
He wanted me to move in and yet I can't get in.....
Types eyes narrowed to then look about, from his youth he was always able to get into a person's home.
With his head hung, tharn was to a town car to have his eyes darting over a phone, to take in a deep breathe to then place his phone to the side to then look forward to then wrap his arms about.
Stopped, tharn then grabbed his phone to place to his back pocket to then wait for the driver to open the door, once it was open he got out to nod at them to then go forward to sign.
Another day, another no type.
Tharn rolled his eyes to then keep going forward, stopped to his front door he then took out his key to then place to the lock to then open the door to go into his semi mansion to then go into the emptyness, to close the door to then take off his shoes to then turn to go about.
Has he went tharn furrowed his brow has he became a bit confused..
He was seeing boxes about.
Going through his house, tharn then went to his living room, to then stop to widen his eyes.
"Type?"
Type took in a very deep breathe has he sat to the large couch to then get up to turn his head to eye tharn.
"Mm...."
Tharn raised and eye brow to then look about at the boxes to then look back to type.
"Moving in?"
Types eyes narrowed..
Tharn lightly chuckled to then take steps towards him to then be right in front.
"Told you, you would."
Type rolled his eyes to then wrap his arms about.
"Why is it you wanted this to happen?"
Type then winced to be then thrown to then floor to be on all fours.
Tharn tilted his head to look at him.
He then moved to type to get on his knees to then take his hands to types pants to then pull them down, to then do the same to his boxers, to then take a finger into his mouth to wet to then plunge it in..
Type kept his head hung to then gasp a moan.
Tharn kept his eyes to him to smile.
He then took a hand to his pants to undo to then withdraw his member to hang his head to stroke.
He then took his finger out to then place his tip to types hole to probe to then spit upon it.
Type couldn't help but lower his upper half onto the floor to turn his head to the side to breathe heavily.
He wanted this and bad, his member was throbbing and leaking pre cum in pain.
Tharn then reached an arm across types back to then place a hand to his hair to then grip to then bring him back to then go to his ear, to then take his free hand about to then slightly smack types member to heighten the pleasure to then wrap his hand about to then stroke.
Type flexed his jaw to then look forward really not to know what to do next.
Tharn then placed his hand from his head to wrap about his throat to then go to his ear..
"Because, you are my little bitch, and for being such, you need someone to look after you. Mm..... Happy you finally complied, now..... Beg for my cock to penetrate this tight little ass!"
Tharn told type while breathing in his ear to probe his hole with his cock..
Type Furrowed his brow to then turn his head to eye tharn down..
"Fuck......you!"
Tharn lightly chuckled to then throw type down to then place his hands to his waist to then hang his head to eye the action..
"So.... Stubborn, trust me type, you will learn."
Type then tensed to then hang his head has he was being fucked and hard.
Ah shit! What have I've gotten myself into?
For type, he was eventually going to come to realize maybe he shouldn't have moved in with the lion, however it was too late.