pure x hustler;
jack gilinsky's point of view;
Jack was sitting in the kitchen, quietly eating his dinner. I walk behind him, patting his shoulder. He jumped.
"Baby boy, I'm not going to hurt you." I hush him, kissing his cheek.
He blushed, snuggling into my hand as his gently held his cheek.
"I have an idea." I say softly into his ear, grinning softly.
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Jack shyly rubbed his arm as he stood bare naked infront of the pool. I told him skinny dipping with me would make him learn more. I decided that I was just going to fuck him tonight and see how he feels.
"Come in." I say from in the pool.
He was bright red while entering, me pulling him into my lap as I sat. He shivered as my dick glided inbetween his cheeks.
"You like it there baby boy?" I ask seductively, grinding into his bum.
He blushed, shrugging. I pull him down and kiss his lips, slamming my tongue into his mouth. My eyes widened as he gripped my shoulders and whined, and I noticed my tip was already gliding into his hole. I pull out.
"Sorry, baby boy." I say, hushing him.
He nodded, kissing my lips once again. I kept notice on his hole, feeling him push down slightly. I grab his ass cheeks, pulling them apart as I line myself up.
"Daddy, that hurts." He whimpered as I thrust in.
He gently shook at the contact of me feeling him. God, pures are so hot. I shush him, lifting him up. I drop him all the way down onto my cock, making him scream and cry, tears falling down his face.
He tried pulling himself off, whining.
"Stop squirming." I say, laying him down on the side of the pool and continuing to thrust.
He screamed, crying while shoving me.
"Jack, relax." I whispered, softly thrusting into him instead of quickly.
He nodded, gripping his hair. I shush him while gently thrusting. He shook his head, and I clearly see he is in too much pain. I tried to thrust quickly into his prostate yet, he wasn't having it. I look down and see his hole was all red.
"Want to stop?" I ask.
He nodded. I pull out of him, making him curl up into a ball and start weeping. I look down at my beautiful baby that I just hurt.
"Jack..." I whispered, yet he flinched when I touched him.
"You told me you wouldn't hurt me." He cried, standing up and running into the house.
I frown, sighing loudly. I look up, seeing the light in Jack's room turn on. I stand up, going inside after wrapping a towel around my waist. I go into my room, running to my closet.
"Shit." I whisper as I throw on any old boxers and a pair of sweatpants.
I run to his room, opening the door. He was laying on the couch while crying into one of pillows laid out for him.
"Jack." I say, yet getting cut off.
"I want to be alone." He whimpered, continuing to sob into the pillow while pulling the blanket over his body.
I walk over to him, kneeling down to look at him.
"Jack." I whispered.
"Can you please leave me alone?" He asked.
