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Hang
Hang and Jack always hated eachother. Nobody really knew why, but it was an instinctive dislike that had been there for a long time and never quite faded away. The two were polar opposites, so to say, they weren't on speaking terms with each other. Well not anymore. It seemed like every other conversation was being held in dead silence between them as they went back and forth over nothing, and eventually started to fight eachother. One would always end up injured or knocked out cold while the other one walked away laughing their ass off.
The two were currently in the midst of another heated argument that began just outside Jacks apartment. "Motherfucker! This is why Hide left you for HALT!"
"OH YOU'VE CROSSED THE LINE HANG, I AM NOT GOING TO STAND FOR THIS!" Jack yelled. It echoed throughout the room.
There were a few seconds of quiet after this. Both stood silent. Jack was panting heavily from all the yelling he had just done. Suddenly, Jack swung at Hang. Not even bothering to block it, he let the punch land. After recovering from that initial hit, Hang looked back up at him. Jack smiled menacingly. A smile so full of hatred and resentment that could kill. With the way his eyes gleamed with fury and hate, it seemed as though this whole encounter was fueled by rage.
He was holding his face where Jack had hit him. There were several deep gashes and bruises littered across his face from when they clashed before, but most of all... the blood. He couldn't believe what had just happened. His first thought, despite the pain, was to laugh at how pathetic he was acting, but the thought quickly died in his throat when he noticed something else on Jack's face. There wasn't a scratch or mark to be seen anywhere. He was completely unscathed.
"Well? Get up!" Jack roared.
Hang got up and wiped the blood off his face. Jack grabbed Hang and pinned him on the wall behind them. Hang struggled against the hold as Jack put a hand around Hang's neck and a knee against his crotch. "If you move I will kill you.." Jack whispered in his ear. Hang was shaking slightly as he realized that he was actually going to die, he may as well start screaming now.
Hang stopped struggling and laid there silently as he waited for Jack to finally release him from his grip. Then things took a turn.. for the worse. Hang felt something cold in his pants. Jack leaned closer to his ear and said, I'd "You know, sometimes when someone hurts you physically you can still have feelings about it..."
It was then that Jack pulled his pants down and revealed his large, black dick poking out from beneath. (yes, the one meter one) "Feel free to touch yourself if you want.."
Hang was horrified, his mind was racing faster than ever before, the last thing he wanted right now was to have sex with Jack. Jack must have sensed his fear because he gave Hang a small shove toward the wall. Hang fell to the ground and looked up at Jack with some sort of intent expression. "I know you want it, you whore.. you're gonna be my slut for now.."
After hearing Jack's statement, Hang felt himself slowly losing control over himself. He was already hard as it was and having Jack's words make it even more prominent made everything even worse. His breathing increased rapidly and sweat dripped from his forehead. Tears formed in his eyes as he desperately tried to get a handle on himself.
"Come on you slut.. I don't have all fucking night.." Jack sneered.
Despite his desperate state of arousal, Hang didn't move. He kept his eyes locked onto Jack's meter long dick.
"Don't think that I forgot about your little crush on me.." Jack chuckled darkly. "I'll fuck you until you scream.. or until something else happens.."
Hang continued to stare at Jack's erection. He knew it was wrong, but he just couldn't help himself. He couldn't stop looking. All he could see was Jack's dick and the fact that he wanted it so badly. He suddenly saw the tip glistening under the lights of the dimly lit hallway. He felt his body heat up even more. He needed more. He needed Jack's dick inside him now. "I see you want me.. my little whore.. don't resist my love.."
Without any warning, Hang lunged toward Jack. He wrapped his arms around Jack's neck as tightly as he could and slammed his lips into Jack's. At first Jack hesitated, but then he responded to Hang's eagerness. He wrapped his own arms around Hang's waist and lifted him off the ground. Without breaking the kiss, Jack began walking backward toward Hang's bedroom. He kicked open the door to the bedroom, dropped Hang roughly on the bed, and ripped off his clothes. The two kissed hungrily, lusting for one another. Hang grabbed hold of Jack's huge dick and stroked it frantically. Jack groaned with pleasure. He reached for Hang's shirt buttons and proceeded to remove them one by one. Soon enough both men were naked. They stared deeply into each others eyes.
"You're mine, Hang. You're my slut, my needy slut.." Jack growled, gripping Hang tighter. "Fuck me please... fuck me now.." Hang begged, his voice cracking with anticipation. Jack nodded his head. "Anything for you my little whore.." With that, Jack slid himself deep inside of Hang and let out a inhuman cry.
"Ahh... ahah.... ahahh......." Hang screamed out loud as he rode the waves of pleasure. He gripped Jack tight and dug his nails into Jack's back as he threw his head back in ecstasy. "You're.. taking this.. well.." Jack said in between grunts. "You're doing well.. kitty~"
After Jack came, he released Hang's limp form and collapsed beside him on the bed. He sighed loudly. "I still hate you."
