guns n subby

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     "Oh my, little Oddy wants to act all tough," I caressed his cheek with the side of the barrel, locking eyes with him, his soft brown eyes twinkling with fear. "You think you'd know your place by now, stop trying to take back the dominance you never had to begin with," I said with a smile, the glock still pressed against his face, the thumb on my opposite hand pressing against his lips.

      He let his lips part, and I steadily applied more pressure until his mouth was all the way open. His cheeks were pink, his eyes starting to cloud over with lust, not even flinching as I moved the the barrel into his mouth. His lips closed around it, I could feel the slight movement of his tongue against the cold metal.

       "Suck it." His eyes never left mine, his head bobbing up and down as he worked on the gun, my free hand tangling in his hair. I pulled it from his mouth, a strand of drool connecting the two still. "All you are is a little glock sucking bitch, and that's all you ever will be," I smiled, pressing the wet barrel against his cheek and watched him look up to me. An aura of lust filled the space that surrounded us. It radiated from him. I was hungry. I exhaled before releasing the grip I had on his hair. The wad of teal fell from my grasp and I slowly trailed my hand down his cheek and to his mouth, my thumb rested on his lips and the room was silent.

"I want you to listen to me you fucking whore," I lifted the gun so the muzzle was firmly pressed under his chin. "You're here to do whatever I want you to do." His eyes filled with a beautiful mix of fright and arousal and I drank it all in.

"Y-yes ba-" I cut him off and ran my hand back up the side of his face, grabbing another wad of hair and pressing the gun harder into his jaw.

"Did I say you could fucking talk?" I felt the pulse in his neck radiate through the gun and it made me feel warm inside. I dropped my head and noticed the bulge that had grown in his black boxers.

"My little baby is excited." I whispered, before running the gun down his neck and his chest. I let it rest at the waistband of his boxers.

I moved the muzzle across the elastic band and he flinched under the touch. I smirked and lifted myself back up so our eyes met once again.

"Grab it." He didn't say a word before he slowly moved his right hand from behind his back and to the waistband. He slipped his fingers inside his boxers and then his hand.

"Take them off you fucking whore." He didn't break the gaze he had into my eyes before he slipped the black boxers off, revealing his cock. His throbbing erection met my eyes, it surprised me for a moment how hard he had gotten in the short time I played with him.

"Get yourself off you dirty slut" I brought the gun up to his forehead and let the muzzle sit between his eyebrows as he began moving his hand up and down his shaft. I gazed into his eyes and watched them fill with pleasure. His breathing became heavier and I pressed the muzzle harder into his forehead.

His mouth was slightly agape and I bent down so our faces met. In my mouth I gathered a good amount of spit and moved it from my mouth into his. "Swallow it" He easily swallowed the liquid, continuing to run his hand up and down his hard length. I could tell he was getting close.

I moved the gun from his forehead down to his mouth. My hand cocked the gun before shoving the muzzle between his lips and letting it rest on his tongue.

"Cum you little slut" His eyes squeezed shut as he tensed. Spilling over the tip of his cock was his seed. It ran down the ends of his fingers and he exhaled loudly. I took the gun from between his lips and ran the muzzle across his now closed lips. Spit dangled from the end of the gun.

"Good boy" I broke the silence and kissed him on the cheek.

Thank you @catvenom for collabing ily

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