aricoursonwriting
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"That's it, hardening up for daddy. What a good boy."
I grunted, moaning and tipping my head back.
"Let's pull it out," he mused. "Oh... someone's excited today, isn't he?"
"No," I choked.
"Liar." He chuckled, pulling his hand up and down my length.
I groaned. "We can't."
"Shhhh..." he cooed, "no talking. But once you're ready to scream my name, feel free."
"Scream your...?"
He flicked on a lighter, gently lowering it to my cock.
It didn't even touch my skin. I screamed out, "WOLF! WOLF! WAIT! WAIT!"
"See?" he said, grinning. "Like that."
~~~~~
We used to be childhood friends, he took care of me, avenged me, protected me.
And the day I turned eighteen, I forgot him.
And he wasn't happy about that.
While I spent my days, not able to recall my childhood friend, while I didn't recognize his face or his voice.
He grew insane... and then he started plotting. Plotting to destroy me, to hurt me, to burn me.
If there's one thing I should've learned,
Don't tempt the punisher.
Because he loves to make you scream.
***this is a malexmale romance***