NASH'S POV
"I'm not surprised you came." He smiled, leaning against the doorframe. He was shirtless and only had boxers on, you can see his bulge already even though he's not hard. God, how does he get it to be that big? My mind goes back to Shawn's good ol' cock. It was pretty big too, but Andrew's was slightly taller and wider.
I look down, rubbing my arm.
"Hey, don't be scared of me." He says, pulling me in for a hug. "I'm sorry if I came across a little mean a while ago, but I mean no harm."
"Only if I follow." I murmured.
"What was that?" He asked.
"You mean no harm if I follow." I said louder.
"Exactly. Good boy." He pats my head.
He greets me inside his room, which he didn't bother to clean. Clothes were scattered everywhere, there was still some food on his table. His bed wasn't made. What the hell, Garfield.
A pair of arms wrapped around my body from behind. I felt obligated to spin in them, facing him, so I did. He looked at me, so innocent, he looked like the Andrew I knew back on the little truth or dare circle we made. Yet, I know under that skin, is a dangerously hungry man.
"Shall I take these off?" He asks, tugging on my clothes. I nodded as he stripped me down slowly, until I was wearing nothing.
"You know, for a teenage boy, this is quite impressive." He smiles, taking my size in his hand. I immediately grew hard, the feeling of his rough hand all over my cock. Rubbing it, up and down. I close my eyes and flinch as he runs his thumb across the tip. Oh god.
"Does that feel good?" He whispered.
He removes his hands from my hard cock and lifts me
"You're a good boy." he whispers once more, chills run through my spine as I feel his breath on my neck. He pins my arms above my head, staring at me in the eye. He crashes his lips into mine, kissing me softly, but I didn't kiss back. He bites my lower lip hard, indicating me to reciprocate. He pulls away but kisses me again shortly, and this time, I'm compelled to kiss him back.
Our lips move in the same rhythm, he slips his tongue inside me, tasting me. My tongue lay stiff, not wanting to move.
"You're not being a good boy anymore." He pulls away. "I want you to think about that Mahogany girl as long as we're doing this."
Crap. There he is again with the threats. Sigh, just enjoy it Nash. Pretend it's Cameron...Pretend it's Cam. A big, rough, Cam.
He places his lips on top of mine again, this time I eagerly join them. He slides his tongue inside me and my tongue wanted to taste him now.
The room was cold, obviously because the A/C was turned up high, but our bodies felt so warm. His body, whenever his stomach would brush past mine, it felt so warm...so good.
He pulls away and starts stroking his monster, I try to move my arms but they can't. I look up and saw that my wrists were tied to the bed.
"You sneak." I growled.
"Little Andrew here might hurt you." He smiled, nodding at his beast. "I wouldn't want you to push away, because once I'm inside there, there's nothing stopping me." He leans down, inches away from my face. "Nothing." He emphasizes.
He gets up and kneels down, my chest between his legs. "Little Andrew is hungry. Can you feed him?" He asks, slapping his cock on my cheek. I've never been cock-slapped before, Cam was never that harsh. I open my mouth and he shoved the entire thing in me, causing me to flinch, but he doesn't pull away. He keeps pushing it deeper and deeper, I could feel his godzilla slide inside my throat, I couldn't take everything in. Saliva trickling down my mouth, to my chin, then to my neck down to my chest. He kept pushing it inside, deeper and deeper, but he finally pulled away. I spit out all of the saliva in my mouth, scattering it on my body. His length was covered in spit, dripping from it.
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