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Sweat sticks his curls together, pushing them on one side. He’s in pain but is stupidly trying to endure it. A tear slides down his face, and the effect is…devastatingly hot.
“Tell me where it hurts, Little Wasp,” I growl.
He opens his watery eyes as more tears roll down. “Everywhere!”
“The motherfucker was right, stop struggling.” He whimpers at my words but continues to hold my gaze for a long moment. And then he takes a deep breath and nods.
“Come on, we’re waiting.” The motherfucker’s voice booms inside the room.
I turn my head back toward the two-way mirror and give it a death stare. “Enjoy your last hours on this earth, Bailey.”
Scornful snickers follow my threat.
Gabe is a cold fucker when he ends someone, while I’m a burning nova and I’ll turn those peeping assholes into piss and blood. Because nobody forces me to do something and lives to tell the tale—however enjoyable those things might be.
“Oh fuck!” Lori suddenly screams. “It hurts so bad, I can’t. I can’t by myself anymore,” he cries. “Help me. I need, I need…”
“I’ll give you what you need.” I lower my hand to my pants and unzip them, taking my rock-hard cock out of my boxer briefs. I open the lube bottle and pour some on it, letting it roll down my shaft.
You can’t fuck him!Gabe’s flat voice resounds inside my head.
You’re a fool, controlling yourself all this time, Gabe.
I haven’t.
Denial is Gabe’s favorite game, that’s one of the reasons I exist—at least that’s what Meg, his foster mother and shrink, says.
This is wrong,he adds.
He asked us to help him.
Lori is struggling to push his weird red underwear down, and I tug hard on it, tearing it off him.
You can still help him, Bez, without penetration.
Shut up!God, he’s such a pain.
Don’t forget the people watching. Protect Lori.
How can I forget those fucking perverts?
Little Wasp is moaning as he frantically humps my thigh, and I grab a handful of juicy, soft ass and squeeze while I shift him so that his dick is stroking over mine. I grab both—his is wet with cum—and start beating us off. And fuck, it feels so damn good.
“Yes! Please. I’m prepped, put it inside me.” He talks like a bitch in heat while he licks my neck. His hot tongue leaves a wet path around my lobe before pulling the sensitive flesh inside that sinful mouth. Then he bites down hard as he shoots cum overmy hand, our dicks, and his skirt. He keeps whimpering with his teeth still digging into my skin.
Such a horny little thing. He sets my fucking blood on fire. I’ve been wanting to fuck him from the first time I saw him. To fill the warmth of those cock-sucking lips and come down his throat. And now I finally can… Damn Gabe!
My Little Wasp’s delicate arm is around my head, hand tightly gripping my hair, as the other is still pumping his fingers inside his ass.
“You taste so bloody good!” I can barely understand his words while his mouth is sucking my neck. His hips haven’t stopped moving, and the eager way he’s fucking into my hand, stroking against my cock, gives life to the perfect friction that will soon make me come.
“Want me to fill you?” I grunt, as my balls keep slapping against his. His ass cheek feels plump and meaty in my hand, I can’t stop molding it. His curls are soft and damp against my cheek as he nods his head yes, like a bobblehead doll. He quickly pulls his fingers out and grips the bedsheet in a white-knuckled fist.
“Say it,” I order him.
Gabe sniffs at me disapprovingly.
I’m taking advantage of the situation because that’s what I always do. And I’m not fucking hurting anybody—will only give it to him good.
