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"Don’t stop" The blond boy’s voice was flush with desire and desperation

Kingsley stripped hiain with the cane--across the front of his thighs, across the back, all over hiain Meanwhile the boy ed no mercy and never once asked him to stop The boy lay in the fetal position on the floor Kingsley stood up, put a shod foot on his shoulder and pushed hied back He flinched and arched as his brutalized skin sley ordered "I want to watch"

The blond took his erection in his hand and stroked upward

"Keep going" Kingsley watched as the blond rubbed hiony, every movement he made would scrape the raounds on his back And yet for all the agony, the blond was hard Fluid dripped froed to lick it off "It hurts, doesn’t it? Your whole body?"

"It hurts," he breathed

"Good" Kingsley walked to the bed and pulled a tube of lubricant out fro floor than the bed He slept in a bed, was at his most vulnerable in a bed He didn’t want to be vulnerable tonight

Kingsley knelt between the boy’s legs, nudging his thighs wider He pushed his fingers into the welts on the boy’s legs When the boy’s groans reached a crescendo, Kingsley brought his mouth down on to his cock and sucked him deep Pleasure and pain, pleasure and pain He would couple theain would he feel one without the other, desire one without the other The boy would either hate hisley didn’t care which But he knew one thing for certain; this beautiful blond teenager would never forget hiertips with the lubricant and pushed the runts of discosley opened hi every inch of hi," the boy said between heavy breaths

"Cosley put his ue He wanted to s but didn’t want to give the boy any ideas that this encounter meant more that it did He spat it on the floor, pushed the boy on to his stomach, stroked himself to his full hardness and, without mercy, entered the boy

The boy cried out, his hands scratching against the hardwood floor

"Take it," Kingsley said "Take it all Don’t fight it"

"I won’t" The boy shook his head "I want it"

Kingsley pushed in again The boy was tight as a fist around him, and it took all of his hard-won self-control to keep froht now He’d only been oood it felt to fuck a young -limbed youth with the perfect pale blond hair and the heart both afraid and fearless

Closing his eyes, Kingsley rose up and bore down The boy gasped beneath hisley asked

"Please, let sley unbuttoned his shirt while still deep inside the boy He pulled out, let the boy roll on to his back He grabbed the boy’s hands, pressing the his hands over Kingsley’s bare torso

"I aainst Kingsley’s sto," the boy said as he pushed Kingsley’s shirt off his shoulders and down his arsley’s exposed skin--his shoulders, his biceps, his scarred chest and taut stosley seized both wrists and slasley thrust deep and kept thrusting Enough niceties He should never have let the boy touch hi since he’d fucked sootten what it felt like to be touched during sex

Pressure built inside Kingsley’s stomach and hips He pushed repeatedly into the boy who raised his knees to his chest to take even sley slaave, the boy only begged for er, he pulled out, shoved the boy on to his stomach and came all over his red-welted back

Finally the roosley was still and the blond boy on the floor was still Kingsley wiped the semen off the blond’s abraded skin

Underneath him the boy shivered and shuddered The salt into the woundselse had

"You did well," Kingsley said, and heard another voice saying those sasley stood up, cleaned hihtened his clothes As if every ony, the boy slowly sat up He looked down at his body, at his welts, before looking up at Kingsley again His lips were parted, his eyes wide He crossed his ars to his chest

"There’s a shower through that door" Kingsley picked up the boy’s shirt and gave it to hiht if you want Those welts will turn into bruises Keep your clothes on until they’re gone"