Crime Lords Pet (NoLiferTheThird X Lustful Sins)

[NoLiferTheThird]

It was another ordinary day in Miami for Sako, It had been 2 months of him being homeless on the streets. A month ago he had managed to get a job, but was now struggling to keep it. The stress of keeping a job, the lack of sleep he was getting from sleeping in a tent in an alley way off of a busy main strip of road with clubs all around it, Finding a safe place to save his money. None the less he was managing. He had saved up enough to get his own place. Today he had planned on going to look at a few places he saw for rent since he had the day off, He got dressed inside the tent in his best pair of pants. Which weren't all that nice. They had a few holes in the knees, and along the bottom hem. He threw on a raggedy unwashed t-shirt and an old pair of hand me down sketchers.

He crawled out of his tent and zipped it up shoving the money he had into his pants pocket before he set off down the road towards the areas that were more residential. It was roughly a 2 mile hike but he didn't mind. At least he would get his steps in that day. He pulled out an old flip phone from his rear pocket and called the number on the sign to set up a time to view the apartment. 2 hours huh? That would give him enough time to walk around the neighborhood and call any other signs he saw. Which is exactly what he did, two blocks away he saw another sign that had said 'For Rent' He dialed the number and was in luck, the gentleman was on his way there to get the unit ready for someone who had wanted to see it an hour from then. Sako waited by the sign for the gentleman to show up before following him inside to look through out the house, it was small Extremely small, the kitchen desperately needed new tiling and appliances but it was perfect for him. He had nothing and didn't need much space. It's not like he could fill the space there with furniture right off the bat anyways. He filled out an application before continuing on in his search of apartments, he wanted to see as many as he could incase they fell through.

After seven hours of house hunting and walking all over town he decided he needed a shower, He had to work the next day and with how much he had sweat today it would just be wrong of him to go into work the next day smelling so badly. He had begun his journey to the local YMCA when he noticed a vehicle following him. Odd, Why are they driving so slow. I better hurry and get to the Y to shower. He picked up his pace a bit more but didn't think to much of it. as he walked to the Ymca to shower.

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus Valkian is a thirty year old, very dangerous man. Leading one of the two largest crime organizations in Miami, the Krows, Camus keeps business to drugs and organized sex work. With only four warehouses, three clubs, and a single 'love hotel', really a glorified brothel, Camus' influence seems small. But he reaches extends all across the city, and Krows are well known everywhere.

Camus' tastes are also well known; a special liking for blond men. Camus and his driver, his right hand man named Rhett, have been driving around town just to get out of the safehouse, the manor house where Camus lives. Idle chatter, like conversation between friends, is immediately halted when Camus sees a young man in worn clothing heading down the street. The state of him just screams homeless, especially to someone who spends a lot of time reeling in homeless drug customers. "I bet he cleans up nice. Rhett, I'm going to make him my new toy."

Rhett sighs. This isn't the first time Camus has picked someone off the streets. Usually, though, they stop being fun for Camus. How long would this one last? Knowing what is expected of him, Rhett follows the young man. Just outside the YMCA, he pulls the car over and gets out. There's oddly nobody else around, and nobody in the front lobby of the YMCA. Perfect. Rhett strides around the car and toward the young man. He doesn't give him enough time to turn around; one arm around his arms and waist, the other pulling a canvas bag over his head. Rhett drags the boy back to the black half limo car despite his protests. Some quick work with a length of rope Camus passes him to tie the young man's hands behind his back, and Rhett shoves him onto the floor of the car. A moment later, Rhett is back behind the wheel and the car is moving. Rhett doesn't say a word through all this; Camus saved his life once, and he owes the redhead his loyalty.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako was just about to enter the YMCA when somebody had grabbed his arms and waist. He screamed for help but no one was around to hear them. It was barely 4 pm, How did no one see or hear is cries for help. A bag was placed over his head as he thrashed around his hands trying to claw at the mans arms around his arms. His head slamming back against the mans body as an attempt to break free. As he began to be dragged from the entrance to the car he kicked his legs struggling desperately to break free. Suddenly rope was tied around his arms making them useless. "HELP!!!" He screamed out again before he landed on the floor of the car with an audible thud.

He grunted before struggling to sit up right, using the freedom of his legs to kick in the direction he was sitting, he assumed it was the car door, "LET ME GO!" He yelled as the car moved, he continued to kick around. What was happening to him. Why was he being taken? He wasn't anything special. He was homeless. An ordinary guy, with an ordinary job at an accounting agency. "Why are you doing this?" He screamed, He wasn't sure if anyone was even able to hear him. The person who grabbed him didn't even speak as he was taken. "Please. I'm nobody! I'm homeless, I don't work for anyone special" He pleaded as he kicked once more before settling. It was clear he wouldn't be able to escape the car he was in. All he could do was wait until the door opened once more before making his next move.

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus sits still, legs turned out of the way of the thrashing man. The screamed words confirm Camus' suspicions of his homelessness. He waits until the blond stops screaming and kicking, a small smirk on his face. Then he speaks, his voice deep and smooth. "That's exactly why I'm taking you. You're homeless, nobody will miss you. Nobody will care if you're gone. You and I will have so much fun together." There's a pause, then a sigh. "After we get you cleaned up, of course."

Camus puts his booted foot against the blond's hip, pushing to roll him onto his side. He then leans down, hooking two fingers in the hem of the boy's shirt and pulling it up to his chest. His fingertips then trail back down. "Hm, a little on the skinny side. We can fix that." Camus moves his hand to grip the blond's bicep, easily pulling him up onto his lap, the young man's back to his chest. This traps his tied hands between them. Like this, Camus can wrap his left arm around the blond's waist. His right hand slides from the boy's right knee up his thigh.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako flinched hearing the mans voice, so there was someone in here that heard him screaming. Sako listened to his words Fuck, I shouldn't have said anything about being homeless, this man is right, no one will miss me. "Fuck off! I have family! I text them they will know if I don't text them tonight!" He was lying through his teeth hoping the man bought it "Look, let me go, I haven't seen your face, I don't know who you are I can't tell the police anything we can pretend this never happened" He felt the boot on his thigh before falling onto his side Shit. What did I get myself into. He tried to move out of the way of the mans hand that was sliding his shirt up to expose his thin pale torso. Who was this guy?

His body tensed as he felt the mans hand on his bicep pulling him up onto his lap. No no no He tried to use his bound hands to push himself off the mans lap. but was stopped by the mans arm wrapped around his waist. His eyes widened slightly beneath the canvas bag as he felt the mans other hand upon his knee begin to slide up his thigh "DON'T TOUCH ME" He screamed before attempting to bring his knee up against the mans hand as though trying to shake him off or pin his hand somehow. "Please let me go!" he pleaded with the man. "What ever you're looking for I promise I'm not what you want. I will fight you the entire time until you release me!"

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus flinches when the blond screams this time, his voice being much closer to the redhead. The attempt to bring his knee up is thwarted by harsh pressure on the blond's thigh. "Scream again, and I'll really give you something to scream about." When the blond settles again, Camus releases the pressure and moves his hand to dig in the man's pocket. He pulls out the phone and flips it open, finding only the YMCA and the blond's employment in the contacts. A second later, the shut down tone plays, and Camus tosses the phone to the floor.

"Now then. You're going to behave. Like it or not, you belong to me now." Camus places his right hand back at the blond's right thigh, his fingertips resting toward the inner surface. His thumb strokes back and forth on top. "What's your name, boy?" Camus doesn't use the word boy in a demeaning way, instead using it because it's obvious the blond is younger than him.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako winced as the man put pressure on his thigh, He had stopped moving and kept silent as the man spoke. He felt the man dig into his pocket Fuck, I'm caught, He's going to know I don't talk to anyone. after a few moments he heard the phone shut down. Fuck, he actually checked. Didn't he. Well, there goes that attempt "Why would i behave you kidnapped me!" He spoke softly at first but raised his voice significantly as he said 'kidnapped me' He was trying not to scream at the man due to his threat. He didn't know if the man was serious about giving him something to scream about or not but he didn't want to test the man.

Why is he stroking my thigh. Stop that. Oh... oh no... He doesn't plan on just holding me hostage. he has something else planned doesnt he? "Could you please stop with my thigh" He asked softly before attempting to think of anything else other than the mans hand on his leg. When he heard the man ask his name he paused. Lie, He doesn't know who you are, If you escape and tell him your real name he will find you surely. "My name? Why would I tell you that?" He paused for a second he was stalling to think of a fake name, the first thing he could think of he blurted out "Kyle... That's my name. That's all you will get out of me." Kyle? What a stupid fucking name. How ordinary. Sounds believable though right? Sako sat still behaving for the time being the best he could

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus can hear the lie in the blond's voice and sighs lightly. His hand moves, sliding across the denim of the boy's jeans to his groin. His left hand moves up, under the blond's shirt, higher, until his long fingers wrap around his throat. "Don't lie to me again. Give me your name, and I'll reward you with mine." The tone in Camus' voice makes it clear he doesn't have much patience.

"I'll give you another reward as well." Camus' palms starting rubbing firmly against the blond's groin. Rhythmically, but slowly, to elicit the body's natural response to pleasurable pressure. One finger of his left hand taps against the side of the blond's throat, as though to encourage the boy to answer truthfully.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

His muscles in his body tighten as he feels the mans hand moving over his groin first, then to his shirt and under it, before settling around his throat. He swallows his adams apple pressing against the mans hand slightly Fuck. He knew I was lying... He felt the mans other hand rubbing against his groin, he struggled to suppress a moan but an ever so slight "nngh~" had escaped his lips. He hesitated on speaking before finally giving in. "S-Sako..." Fear was evident in his voice as he spoke his true name. "A-Are you going to kill me?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper. He was just starting to get his life back together after his rough past, Just about to get his own place once more. Then he goes and gets himself kidnapped.

Why was this happening to him? Did he do something in his past to warrant his life turning to shit? He tried to think about what he could've done that would be so bad that he deserved all of this and the only thing that could pop into his head was leaving his siblings when their parents had perished many years ago. He didnt do it to hurt them however, but to give them a better life. His plan was to move to a bigger city, make a bunch of money, and send money home, until he met a boy, who broke him. His siblings were old enough to not be put in foster care so he thought they would be alright. Was that why he was being punished now. "Why did you take me? There are dozens of other homeless men in the area why not one of them" He asked, His voice was soft but demanding, He needed an answer.

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus chuckles deeply, the sound a rumble in his chest against Sako's back. "I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to keep you." Camus doesn't miss the faint sound and takes that as a cue to continue, even if Sako doesn't want it. He pulls the zipper down on Sako's jeans, sliding his hand inside them and his boxers to wrap around his cock. Stroking firmly, working the boy up. "My name is Camus Valkian. But you will call me sir."

Camus continues stroking Sako as he asks why him. Camus doesn't answer at first, shifting his knees to spread the blond's legs as much as his jeans will allow. His thumb rubs across Sako's tip as he answers. "I like blonds, especially young male blonds. You fit my tastes perfectly, Sako. You are going to make me a happy man."

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Well, at least I'm not going to die. He felt his zipper be pulled down and he quickly bit at his lower lip to keep himself from making a sound as the man wrapped his hands around his cock. The man's name sounded familiar but he couldn't quite put his tongue on it. Was he famous? Did he come into his work before? Where did Sako know the name from. He felt his knees spread and shook his head as he tried to close them once more but failed at doing so feeling the mans thumb against the tip of his now semi erect cock. He let out a gentle involuntary moan from the pleasure he was receiving.

The way Camus said his name was intimidating but yet attractive. No, He's a kidnapper, He kidnapped you Sako stop thinking like that. Resist. "Stop!" He yelled As he tried to lean forward and away from the man before gasping "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to yell" He apologized to the man Fear once again emanating from his voice. He paused his attempt to get free sitting completely still, bracing himself incase the man meant to honor what he had said earlier about giving him something to scream over.

 

[LustfulSins]

Camis is pleased by the moan, then growls when Sako yells again. His right hand moves further down in the blond's pants, brushing his entrance, only to stop as the car does. "Looks like we will be continuing this inside." The car shuts off and Rhett gets out, coming around to open the door for Camus. Removing his hand from Sako's jeans, but not doing up the zipper, the redhead grips his bicep and half pushes, half drags Sako from the car. "Walk, or I'll drag you along the ground."

The manor house is on private property shielded from the road by a thick line of trees and a steel mechanized driveway gate. Camus guides Sako up the stairs to the front door, then inside. As they pass the living room, more of a recreation room, two male voices sound. "Ay! Boss finally got a new toy!" "Good, I was getting tired of fending off his advances on me." Camus just rolls his eyes at them, pushing Sako along, up the stairs. Down the hall, into a room. Finally, he pulls the sack off Sako's head.

The room Sako is in is not an ordinary bedroom. Sure, there's a large four-poster bed, but it's not an ordinary bed. It's lifted three feet, with what looks to be a cage beneath as part of the frame. Additionally, the roof of the canopy has bars across it. A dresser sits to one side, a nightstand to the other. The nightstand has a large pump bottle of what can only be lube. The other furniture is far less traditional. There's a leather sling hanging on four chains from the ceiling, draped with a soft blanket; an angled lounge chair with a sturdy steel ring set at the top, and a padded leather bench with forearm and shin rests, each with a leather cuff attached. Wrapped ropes, leather harnesses, and various types of cuffs hang from hooks on the left wall. Beneath them is a large chest with differing sections filled with a vast assortment of sexual items. A door to the right leads into an ensure bathroom with a spacious shower, complete with a shower bench and overhead rain shower heads.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako sat completely still waiting to see what the other man would do, he felt the mans hand move further in his pants closer to his rear when the car halted. he let out a sigh of relief. Thank god, Maybe now is my chance to escape Before he could make a run for the now open door the other man was dragging him, he quickly began to walk being guided by the man whom had a firm grasp on his bicep, There was no way he could break free with the man so tightly holding him. He struggled with the steps as they walked up them, his toe catching occasionally on the step but each time he almost fell he caught himself.

Once inside his covered head turned towards where he thought the other voices were coming from, he was about to call to them for help before hearing them call him Boss. Fuck, they are no use, they work for this man. Sako continued to allow himself to be lead by the man before they stopped. The bag was removed from his head and Sako squinted before blinking, his eyes were used to the almost pitch black of the bag, and now he could finally see the things around him. He looked carefully around the room taking in every detail, from the four poster bed, to the cage underneath it, and the sling, and cuffs hanging everywhere.

What the fuck was this man, And what the fuck did he have in store for him. Sako turned to look at the man who had held him captive before gasping "Fuck..." He knew the man almost immediately there had been talks around town of the man who ran the crime syndicate known as 'The Krows' They had all described a man identical to Camus. "Y-You're that crime boss...." Damnit Sako you are SOOOOOO Fucked. There is no escaping this guy. "I-I'm sorry for yelling, I'm sorry for fighting. Please dont hurt me." He pleaded with the man.

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus smirks, tilting his head. Half his flame red hair is pulled back in a tail, with two braids from each temple added. He's currently in a blank tank with some sort of jagged blue and green design, and black jeans. There's a leather knife pouch hanging from one belt loop. balances on one foot at a time as he unlaces his half-shin boots, then kicks them off. Around his neck on a chain is a silver ring, and there's a black pearl piercing in his right earlobe. "Yes, I'm leader of the Krows. And you, Sako, are my new toy."

Camus advances on Sako, once again gripping his bicep. He drags the blond toward the bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind them. With Sako's hands behind his back, there's little hope of him unlocking the door, so Camus sets to turning on the shower and stripping off his tank. There's a jagged scar along his left ribcage, long since healed but unlikely to go away.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako watched the man kick off his shoes Oh you are sooooo royally fucked Sako. He stepped back slightly away from the man. His body told him to try and fight and get free but his head was telling him to obey. Maybe Camus would be easy on him? Maybe Camus would get bored and let him go. It was a fight between his body and his head, which would win he wasnt quite sure. When Camus advanced on Sako however he didn't try to flee, he let the man grab him and drag him towards the bathroom, he stood there still bound and watched as he locked the door. When the man moved to turn on the shower Sako's eyes stayed on the door knob, wondering if there was a way to get out of the bathroom with his hands still bound. He could back up into the door and slowly unlock it.. But, If he did that there would just be another problem. How would he get out of the bathroom and the bedroom, and then find his way out of the house they were in fast enough with out being caught by the man. And if he was caught what would Camus do to him.

Sako moved to stand directly infront of the door, his hands slightly lower than the door knob, he would have to stand on his tiptoes in order to unlock it, He watched as the man removed his tank seeing the scar his head tilted ever so slightly "Wonder what he got that from. Probably deserved it." He muttered. He gasped shortly after realizing he had said that out loud instead of in his head Well he is certainly not going to let that one slide, It's now or never. He stood up on his tiptoes and fumbled to unlock the door, the door knob rattled as he did so, His toes got weak from holding him up and the rope that bound his hand caught on the knob. Fuck fuck fuck.He pulled his bound wrists off the door knob and quickly locked it once more "Sorry, I didn't realize how close the door was." He muttered as he looked at the ground. That attempt was foiled. He definitely couldn't attempt to unlock it once more, seeing as the man was sure to expect it by now. all he could do now was wait to see what punishment he would get for his earlier comment regarding the mans scar. Oh how he wished he could rewind time.

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus turns his head when he hears Sako's words. He looks more amused than anything. However, that look of amusement vanishes when he hears the doorknob rattle. He crosses the bathroom in a couple of steps, gripping Sako's bicep and pulling him away from the door. "I'm not stupid, Sako. I know what you were trying to do. And for your information, I had a serrated blade dragged across my ribs six years ago in a leadership challenge. The other guy died that day."

Camus flips open the knife pouch on his jeans and pulls out the knife. His left hand curls in the front of Sako's shirt. "Don't move." The knife is deadly sharp, proven by the way it cuts through the fabric of Sako's shirt. Camus tosses the shredded rags aside, the sheathes the knife. Then he turns Sako around, stepping in the heels of his shoes. "Step out of your shoes, Sako." Once done, Camus pulls the boy's jeans and boxers down, stepping on them as the blond steps out of them. Camus then lightly pushes Sako into the shower, hands still bound behind his back, while the redhead sheds his own jeans and boxer briefs.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako watched as the man walked towards him his eyes filled with fear he pushes himself back tightly against the door scared of whats to come, before being pulled away from the door once more. He listened to the mans words. Camus certainly wasn't stupid, which meant it would be that much harder for Sako to pull one over on him and escape. As the other mans hand went to the pouch on the side of his jeans Sako stared intensely at the mans hand Hes going to cut me isnt he for trying to escape Don't move? Sako stayed as still as possible as the man cut off his shirt with ease, the blade slicing through his shirt as though it were made of warm butter.

He let out a soft sigh once the knife was back in the pouch and he was turned around. At least he wasnt about to be stabbed or cut for disrespecting the man. He did as he was told and stepped out of his shoes before once more stepping out of his boxers and torn jeans. Upon being pushed into the shower he flinched It had been roughly a week since his last shower, and that water was cold, whereas this water was warm. He let out a gentle sigh as he dipped his head under the water and tilted his head back slightly allowing for the warm water to run down his naked body, he had almost forgotten he wasn't alone when he heard the other man slipping out of the rest of his clothes. "Y-You're getting in to?" He frowned. "I can shower by myself. You've made it quite clear I can't outwit you and escape." He snorted softly while rolling his eyes. He couldn't fault the man for not wanting to let him out of his sight nor not trusting him. Sako couldn't be trusted. If he was in Camus' shoes he wouldn't trust the boy either.

He turned to look at the man Eh, His body isn't bad at least. What?! Sako what are you thinking he Kidnapped you! Stop thinking about how good he looks you moron Sako quickly closed his eyes tightly to avoid looking at the man. "Look, What if we made a deal yeah? You let me shower, Alone, unbound, and feed me a nice hot meal. And ill behave. At least for today. Yeah?" He tried to reason with the man.

 

[LustfulSins]

Camus steps into the shower with Sako, turning him around. He unbinds one wrist, only to pull both the blond's hands up to a bar set in the wall just above Sako's head height. Camus ties his wrists there, so he still doesn't have use of his hands, but at least they're not twisted behind his back anymore.

"I still need to punish you for yelling a second time in the car." Camus squirts some body wash into his hands, and begins lathering and washing Sako's body for him. He's not modest about where he puts his hands, either. From rubbing his fingers over Sako's nipples, to stroking the soap suds along his cock, to lathering his sac. All the while, Camus is standing barely two inches from Sako's backside. "Right after we get you cleaned up."

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako sighs as the man unbinds one of his wrists thinking he was going to be allowed to shower alone. "Tha-" He was cut off by the man tying his hands back up this time to a bar above his head "What the fuck?" He let his head fall out of defeat, he lost this battle but he hasn't lost the war. He heard the man say he needed to be punished still "What? NO! That was an accident! I apologized. I didn't mean to.. Please don't!" He pleaded with the man as he attempted to turn to look at him but was stopped by the rope around his wrists.

When the man began to wash his body he sighed, He couldn't deny this felt good, the soap and the water rushing over his body. His stomach sucked in occasionally as the mans hands roamed across his sides, an involuntary reflex, when the man began to wash his cock and balls he bit his lower lip and lowered his head once more He could feel the mans body heat against his back, he knew he was close to him, but there was nothing he could do , he was restrained, and not strong enough to break the rope nor the bar that was connected to the wall. "Please don't punish me" He pleaded once more, doing everything in his power to ignore the mans hands on his body.

 

[LustfulSins]

"You are in no position to make demands." Camus slides his hands across Sako's skin, left hand spreading flat on his abdomen just above the base of his cock. His right hand comes around to glide his palm across the blond's ass cheek. Then his fingers dip between. The soap lather helps his fingers slide easily between Sako'a cheeks, and his index finger rubs against his entrance. "Have you ever been with a man, Sako?"

Camus doesn't wait long for a reply. The soap lathering makes his finger slick as he presses it into the boy's body. "So tight. Even if you have, I doubt it's been recently." Back and forth a few times, before adding a second finger. Camus rubs at Sako's inner walls, searching for his prostate. When he finds it, electric shocks of pleasure shoot through the boy's body.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako held still as the mans hand came to a stop just above his cock his eyes widen as the mans hand slid between his cheeks. He wasn’t prepared it had been months since he had been with another man he knew what was coming. Sako quickly tried to distract himself. Singing a song In his head and taking deep steady breathes, he felt the first finger enter him thankful for the soap, which allowed him to enter without to much pain. Sako inhaled sharply as his hands ball into fists his body involuntarily tugging his arms down against the rope

“Aagh~” he painted softly as he tried to regain his composure trying to calm his breathing once more he heard the mans words before feeling the second finger force its way inside “F-Fuuck..” he stood up on his toes as though trying to flee the mans intruding fingers “It’s been months since the last time Sir” he stated with a shaky breath once the man had found his prostate Sako couldn’t help but cry out for him “Aaaahh-!” He instinctively pushed his rear back against the mans fingers he rested his head on his biceps. His cock becoming fully erect in a matter of moments

 

[LustfulSins]

Even as Sako rises on his toes to escape, his body doesn't seem to be rejecting the intrusion much. And when he moans, Camus chuckles. "There we go. Now your punishment begins." Sako will learn quickly that Camus uses pleasure to punish. Specifically, drawn out pleasure without release. Camus' fingers work at Sako's prostate, bringing him up to the edge, only to pull back a bit and let Sako fall from that edge without release.

"Let's see how long we can go, shall we?" Over and over, Camus drives Sako up to the peak of climax, only to relent before the blond can orgasm. Camus is enjoying the sounds, the facial expressions, and the way Sako's body quivers around his fingers. "Good boy. You're lasting so well. Shall we keep going?"

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Punishment? How was pleasure punishment Sako wondered. Shortly after he succumbed to his body's wishes, allowing the man to toy with him. Sako panted, his moans filling the room as the man continued to work his fingers in and out of his hole, soon realizing what the man had meant by punishment, he neared climax only for the man to stop, over and over and over again. Sako's body was trembling, his knees beginning to weaken, His mouth hung open. his head since starting had moved from his bicep to being tilted back as he panted heavily. His body ached for release.

To Sako it had seemed like ages since they had started the shower and the torture he was currently enduring, His hole beginning to feel raw, from the friction, his balls begging for release. "P-Please Sir..." He begged the man, His voice filled with agony and defeat and longing, It was the first time the boy had addressed Camus the way he had demanded from the beginning "Please... no more. Please may I come" He begged "I don't know how much more I can take" His cock and face were flushed red, his legs trembling as he struggled to keep himself standing.

 

[LustfulSins]

It has been nearly twenty minutes since Camus had started this rise and fall torture. During this time, he had calmly watched the boy's features, the way his body and legs tremble, the frustration on his face each time he's denied climax. When Sako starts begging, Camus moves closer, even leaning against the boy's backside. "Hm, I don't know. Are you going to behave and use your indoor voice without yelling?"

Again, Camus brings Sako to the edge, only to let him fall back from it. His tongue licks water from the side of Sako's cheek. "Alright, I suppose I can allow you release now." This time, when Sako rises to the peak, Camus continues massaging his prostate, driving him over the edge. Because he has kept the boy pent up for so long, it's likely to be a more powerful climax than Sako has ever experienced, and would likely leave him dazed.

 

[NoLiferTheThird]

Sako nodded quickly when the man asked if he would behave and use his indoor voice. He wasn't a chikd so while it pained him to agree he needed release. He hadn't said yes or no yet instead he brought him to the edge once more before stopping again, possibly for good measure he turned his head slightly to give the man better access to his cheek as he felt the mans tongue against it hoping that action meant he would be allowed to come soon. His spirit was broken at least for now. he had no fight left in him.

When the man agreed to let him release Sako sighed a sigh of relief before muttering a very soft "Thank you Sir" He felt the mans movement inside of him again, this time as he neared climax the man hadnt stopped, Sakos hands grasped at the rope tugging, though not as a means to escape but as a way to brace himself, shortly after his hot thick cum shot from his cock and against the shower wall, there was so much of it. As he released he let out a loud cry his body shaking slightly before his knees collapsed under him. His head fell forward, his chest rising and falling quickly and deeply with his deep breaths as he tried to regain his composure.