The Lord of the Library

Chapter Twenty-One 🍋

Fresh pounced on PJ, attacking his neck and shoulders. Love marks were left on PJ's neck and shoulders, showing he has been 'claimed' by someone else.

"H-hey! Ah!~ P-Petite Bite, stop that!" PJ scratched Fresh's back.

"You're going to regret calling me that~" Fresh breathed onto PJ's neck, making him shiver in fear. He weirdly liked how dominant Fresh was. He loved being submissive.

"What are you doing?!" PJ yelped as Fresh used his teeth to rip off his dress. 

"Don't worry, soon you'll enjoy it~" Fresh sucked on PJ's chest, kissing him everywhere. Hickeys were covering his body by the time Fresh finally pulled away.

"W-what the f-fuck are you doing?!" PJ covered his bruising body with his arms.

"You~" Fresh smirked before pouncing again, making out with PJ. The boy in the skirt tried to get away, but soon submitted to Fresh.

"M-Master!~" PJ moaned out as Fresh pulled away, allowing him breath. Fresh blushed brightly, sweat beads dropped down his face. Never has he wanted to dominate PJ, let alone anyone else, more than he did on that moment.

All the girls who have barely turned him on, who shoved their tits and asses in his face, all were nothing. Because in the end, none of them got him. Instead, a short boy with a sexy, sassy attitude with a seductive outfit and a big ass won.

"Holy shit." Fresh adjusted his glasses, blushing brightly. His entire face burned with the hot blue as PJ stuck his ass in the air and looked back at him with lusful, cute, sexy eyes.

"Don't just stare at it, Master~ You can touch it~ Slap it, grab it, squeeze it, wreck it until I can't walk~" PJ drooled, fantasizing what Fresh will do to him.

"You're so cute~" Fresh cooed, groping PJ's ass. He rubbed it, panting hungrily over him. The dress easily got out of the way for Fresh, showing the tiny underwear under it. "You must really like being girly, wearing panties all the time~" Fresh smirked.

"M-maybe~ Maybe I just know you like them~" PJ replied, shaking his ass slightly. Fresh blushed brighter, feeling his nose bleed. He loved PJ's panties, they were so sexy and small!

"Oh, I more than like them, I fucking love them~" Fresh cooed onto PJ's neck.

"Well, I think you'll love them even more on the side of the bed~" PJ replied, winking flirtatiously at Fresh.

Fresh smirked. "Oh, will I?~

"You will~ Let me show you~" PJ threw off his panties, the article of clothing landing with the pole of the bed frame going through one leg, making it hang there. PJ shivered at the cold, his dick being exposed to the air, and being already wet from the pool.

"And you call me 'Little Dick~'" Fresh chuckled at the size. PJ pointed and shut his legs, blushing brightly.

"If you're so huge, pull it out!" The smaller huffed. Fresh took off his glasses, locking eyes with PJ. He leaned in, smirking. PJ panted, his tongue slightly hanging out, needing Fresh. He wanted the kiss he thought would come.

Instead, he saw Fresh putting a blindfold over his eyes. Soon, he couldn't see him, the blindfold covering quite a bit of his face.

"You stupid slut~" Fresh whispered into PJ's ear, sending shivers up his spine.

"W-what are you doing?!" PJ blushed as he felt his hands being pinned to the bedframe.

"You~" Fresh breathed onto PJ's neck. He grinded onto PJ, getting hard.

"Ah!~ Stop!~" PJ struggled, but his body felt weak. The alcohol had drained his strength, and now, he could barely push off a stupid jock.

"Shut up, slut~" Fresh said through gritted teeth as he grinded on PJ harder.