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Chapter 6: New Demon on the Block
Ever since that disaster of a date, I’ve been hitting the gym harder than ever. The day after, I went to Ben, begging for harder workouts. He was hesitant, since I could barely handle the workouts he planned for me earlier, but I promised him I could handle whatever he threw at me. He started upping the ante, a few more reps to my regular exercise first. Just a few more leg raises, a few more curls, nothing crazy. That was until we started training in his fighter gym. He made me run for 3 miles every day, with me holding the weights while running. Then he drilled the basics into me. Jab, cross, left hook, front kicks, and so many other moves that I can’t remember right now. He also trained the hell out of my core, with pull up crunches, Russian twists, and mountain climbers. He also hit my core with a medicine ball. He claimed this would make it easier for me to take punches to my core.
This hellish training went on for 2 weeks, and it showed on my body. I’ve grown to 5’7″, my arms have only gotten more muscular, peaking at 13 inches. My chest is now 31 inches. My waist is 28 inches, and my thighs are 24 inches. Thanks to Ben’s training my abs have finally shown themselves, a nice six pack now show themselves without me flexing more core. My cock hasn’t grown much, only growing about a 1/3rd of an inch over two weeks. It’s probably because I haven’t cum since that disastrous date. Gary has been watching over me, making sure I improve my body. Whenever I’m home alone, he’s always in my ear, pushing me to work out as hard as I can. He’s also been edging me, even in front of my family, he plays with my cock, brings me as close to cumming as possible, then he just stops. Once he’s finished with me, he’ll always turn back and grin at me, tell me he’s finished, then fly out the window. Of course, my family couldn’t see him, only I could, which made everything he did even more frustrating.
Now, on a Saturday evening, I’m on my way home, when I come across a familiar face. It’s Gabe! He’s dressed in a green T-shirt, and baggy brown cargo pants. His pudgy face is sweaty too, he must’ve just finished working at my dad’s pier. He’s been working there since we started dating. For some reason, he only works weekends, and whenever I ask, he always gives me a different answer. Either way, it doesn’t really matter. We walk together, holding hands, just talking about how our days have gone. We just walked through the city; the streets were slowly becoming more packed as the evening progressed. We walked to the bakery we first met, and we saw the owner cleaning up the shop. She waved to us, beaming ear to ear. Of course, we waved back. After walking past the bakery, I turned and asked Gabe how his new job is going.
“My job’s going well, your dad’s been checking in on me since I started working. Making sure I was comfortable.” That’s good, I was worried Gabe would have some trouble working at the pier, since most of Dad’s workers are gruff, old ass men who don’t like anyone under 30. As long as my dad shows his approval, they shouldn’t have any issues with him. “Y’know, I like your dad.”
“Huh, why?”
“Well, he’s the center of power in the pier, but he’s not abusive. He treats everyone on the pier like family.” Yeah, he spends more time at the pier than at home. “He feels like a father to me, I like a big man who can take charge.” He stops, and leans in closer, whispering in my ear.
“You wanna take charge and walk me home, Adrian?”
Oh shit! It’s finally happening! Those two weeks of blue balls might be worth it! This might be better than any night I ever spent with Gary!
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We finally arrived at his place, and I see why it took so long for him to take me to his place. He told me his place is in the city center. Not in the ‘dead’ center, but still rundown and poor. His place is this nasty looking apartment, it looked like it was going to collapse at any moment. He led me up the steps, with one hand around me, with the other hand far away from the railing. The rusting railing was bent out of shape, leaving it with spikes that you could easily cut yourself on. The rust mixed with the black paint looked like lava, frozen in place. It made the apartment look hellish, like the rest of our surroundings. We walked up the steps, all the way to the second floor, second to the last door. I think the door used to be white, but a whole load of putrid stains turned the door piss yellow. Gabe gingerly grabbed the doorknob and opened the door.
His room was surprisingly clean compared to the rest of the apartment. It still looked like a miserable place to live, but it’s clear Gabe did his best to make this place comfortable. The floor has a few faded stains, a sign that Gabe has tried to keep clean, and the kitchen looked… usable. The living room has one big couch, and a few chairs laid out beşiktaş escort bayan around a boxy T.V. I bet that thing is older than the both of us combined.
I was already getting hard, despite the dreary state of this apartment. “Yo, your place is, nice… But I didn’t come here to look around.”
Gabe looked down at me, asking “Getting impatient, aren’t we?” My face turned a little red.
“Hey, I don’t have much in the way of accommodations in this little hovel, so let’s cut to the chase and head on over to my room?” My dick just got a little harder hearing that, so I guess we’re both ready for some fun.
We headed to his bedroom; walking behind him due to the tight hallway. He opened the slightly cleaner door. It’s a little less dingy than the rest of the house, and actually felt pretty cozy in there. He had a bed that was almost too large for the room, but it’s also really neat compared to the rest of the house. A guitar is propped up in the leftmost corner. The room is also decorated with family photos and country souvenirs, it’s Gabe’s way of making this apartment his. I feel like I can breathe easily in here and follow Gabe to his bed.
“So, how do you like my room?” the bed creaking as he crashes into it. The pillows and blanket pop up as he sits down.
“Your room looks really nice, I bet it’s your favorite room in this place.” I sat down, right next to him, I leaned on his right shoulder. “I this’ll be my favorite room while I’m in here with you~”
I wrap my arms around his neck and try to pull him close. I’m not quite strong enough to pull him down to me. He giggles and leans down to me, kissing me right on the lips. Our first kiss, and I didn’t want it to end. I pressed a little harder, lifting myself to his face. Gabe puts his weight on me, holding me close while planting his arms on the bed. He leaned closer to me as we opened our mouths and started making out. Our tongues mixed as Gabe, and I held arms as we made out on the bedpost. While making out, we took our shirts and threw them on the floor. We kissed even more deeply for a few minutes, Gabe pulling my arms down, relaxing as we pulled our mouths away from each other. Breathing heavy, gripping the bed sheets as Gabe took off his pants, and tossed it to the shirt pile. His flabbiness is on full display now, with all his clothes on the floor. His belly hangs low, nearly touching mine, despite both his arms holding him away from me. All that flabbiness hides his strength, which I can feel as he holds me down.
“Alrighty, Adrian!” Gabe yells, getting up and sitting on my hips, “You ready to ride this cowboy?” He pulls his shorts off me and exposes my rock-hard 7 incher. He holds my hips and puts his cock right beside mine. It’s a lot smaller than I thought. It’s not even half of my shaft’s length. He’s blushing, looking away from me. I was getting impatient, grabbing his legs and trying my best to lift him up. He leans towards me with a cheeky grin, pressing even more of his weight on me “You didn’t answer my question, Adrian.”
“Yes, come on!” I was yelling now, begging for the ride of my life. Now Gabe is willing to give it to me. He got up and slammed my cock, damn near breaking it with his weight. He got up and slammed his ass on me again, the sheer force he hit the bed with made everything jump up the bed. I grab his hips and yell at him to slow down. He looks down at me, confused and a little concerned.
“You wanna stop?” he’s breathing heavily, just those two poundings taking a lot of effort.
“No, you just need to- relax a little,” I’m breathing heavily too, my hips already hurting from his effort, “I just wanna enjoy this for a little longer.” He gives me a skeptical look, “come on, man! It’s our first night together, you keep pounding me like that, I won’t even last until sundown!”
“Alright, I understand! All that flattery just makes me want to pamper you…” He slows down, grinding on my dick as reaches out for my hands. We hold hands as I ride him at a more manageable pace, at least for him. My hips are already feeling sore. I tried to sit up and kiss Gabe, but only reached halfway. It takes a little while for Gabe to realize what I’m trying to do, and he leans in more, pushing his tongue in my mouth. He puts his full weight on me, picking up the pace as we make out. He holds my hands tighter as the pace quickens, at this point my moaning would be heard all over town if me and Gabe weren’t tongue mashing against each other. He stops, taking his tongue out. We both take a much-needed breather. Both of us are covered in sweat, panting like dogs.
“You ready to end this, partner?”
I looked at Gabe and gave a silent nod. Gabe sits up, giving me the space to prop up my body on my elbows. Then, in unison, I thrust my hips as Gabe slams his ass on me. He slams me back on the bed, only for me to get up again, thrusting up as Gabe pounds me into his bed. Gabe’s bedroom is now filled with a wonderful, horny, chaotic orchestra istanbul escort of his bed creaking, our bodies crashing into each other, and our loud moaning, ringing through the walls. Our minds focus on each other, zoning out everything else. This is what I’ve been waiting for! I can’t believe I waited so long for some real, hardcore sex like this! I’m being crushed, grinded, into a broken, horny mess by this cowboy, and I never want him to stop! Nothing lasts forever though, I can feel it, I’m getting close, I’m gonna-
Shit, it’s coming, I can’t stop it! “Gabe, I’m- oh-OOOHHH!”
Gabe could barely squeak out a word before I blasted his ass, my cock erupted with steaming hot jizz, way more than what should be possible. It didn’t come out all at once, I thrust upward each time I cum into Gabe, thrusting so hard I was able to lift him off the bed, only for a moment. I grip his ass with all my strength, holding on with all my might as I kept coming, flicking in and out of consciousness as my jizz got all over Gabe’s bed, his ass couldn’t hold all of it in. Eventually, my balls are emptied, and my hands fall off Gabe’s ass. Going limp and breathing for dear life, trying my best to stay conscious. I can barely focus on Gabe’s face, but I can tell he’s similarly worn out and… distressed? His head whips around wildly, as if someone’s jerking his head around. He takes a brief step out of his room, then rushes back in, lifting me up and drags me into the hallway. Despite my blurred vision, I’m close enough to his face to see his fear. He quickly stuffs me into a small closet before telling me to stay quiet.
“Why, w-what’s going on?”
“I don’t have time to answer that. Just hope you don’t’ hafta find out.” His voice breaks a little at that last word. Shit, it must be something serious. He gives me a quick peck on the cheek before closing the closet door.
“Stay quiet, love, and don’t leave this closet.”
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After Gabe shuts the door, I hear him stomping away and then two doors being slammed shut. Then I hear the water running, I guess he’s taking a shower. He must’ve closed the bedroom to keep the smell out. Then, I hear someone knocking on the door, yelling to let him in, probably trying to get Gabe’s attention. Soon it stopped, then I heard the lock turn, and the door swung wide open! Light footsteps stroll into the apartment, through a small crack in the door, I could see whoever stepped into the apartment. I carefully lean forward to look out the peephole.
He’s tiny, even from here I can tell he’s even shorter than me. His skin is pale, so white it nearly shines in this gloomy apartment. He had short dark hair with long bangs that cast a dark shadow over his eyes, those eyes marked with eyeliner and violet lipstick, which gave him an emo look. His clothing matched this look, dark as the apartment, creating a chilling contrast with his skin. His sweatshirt and pants hung so loosely on his skinny frame I swear they were about to fall off. He’s calling for Gabe, saying it’s important for Gabe to greet him properly. I watch him walk out of the living room and out of sight. Then I heard him knocking on the bathroom door.
“Hey! What are you doing in there? Locking yourself in the bathroom right when I arrive!” His knocking intensifies as Gabe stays silent. Suddenly he stops and huffs, I bet he’s tapping his foot right now, waiting for a response. Then, I heard Gabe turn off the water, mumbling something to the stranger.
“Speak up! Your voice should be loud and clear when you’re speaking to me!”
I hear the door swing open. “Sorry,” says Gabe, “I didn’t know you were coming- “
“As if, I already let you know I was coming over! You should’ve had the red carpet out for me the moment I arrived.”
“That’s my bad, sir, work’s been really tiring fer me…”
“Work?” The stranger nearly screamed; he sounded offended. “What do you need a job for, serving me should be enough!”
I can hear them walking through the hallway, walking closer to the closet I’m hiding in. As they come closer, I can hear Gabe’s voice shake with a nervous tremor, trying his best to stay calm.
“Well, I’ll always appreciate you paying my bills, but it doesn’t hurt to have a little something on the side…”
The stranger stops right in front of the closet, I can feel Gabe’s anxiety as he stiffens up, now standing straight as the stranger looks around. The stranger’s eyes flick from the closet I’m hiding in back to Gabe, a slimy smile creeps across his face as he stares up at him.
“If you need more money from me, all you need to do is ask. After all, I have plenty of tasks I’m willing to pay you for…”
Why the hell is Gabe letting him push him around like this, does he have something on him? Gabe told me that he used to be involved with some shady people, is this kid one of them? escort bayan rus I thought Gabe was no longer involved with these shady people; Gabe must’ve been looking for a job so he would no longer have to rely on the stranger’s money. He must be really desperate if he’s relying on this asshole. I’ve got to get him away from this emo bitch.
The goth bitch puts his hand right on the collar of Gabe’s shirt, pulling the big man towards him. Gabe awkwardly shuffles his feet towards him, and the stranger gets on his toes, tugging harder on Gabe’s shirt. Gabe leans down as the stranger forces a kiss; they hold it for a long time. My blood boils as the strangers push Gabe down, and plant his dainty, stocking covered feet right on top of Gabe’s chest.
He grins, putting his hands on hips and asking, “Who’s your master?”
Gabe looks away, tilting his head towards my direction. “Y-you are…”
A slight frown appears on the stranger’s face. “You’re forgetting something, my servant.”
Gabe swallows as he opens his mouth, “Master,” his voice barely rising above a whisper.
The bastard’s face darkens as he looks down on my boyfriend. “Say it louder…”
My heart breaks as I hear Gabe give a little whimper as he says, “M-master,”
A sick smile cuts across the stranger’s pale face as demands Gabe to say it louder. “I want the whole city to hear you, hear you call me your master!”
Gabe gulps again, swallowing his pride as he looks away from me. “Yes, MASTER!” God, I can’t watch this shit anymore, I try to retreat deeper into the closet, only to accidently knock some stuff over. Shit! I close my eyes, hoping the stranger didn’t hear that, when I open them again, I see his cruel pale face stare right at me through the peephole.
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Me and Gabe are standing side by side, my pants ripped off and thrown aside. I tried to fight back when the stranger found me, but I was still too tired from the pelvis breaking ride Gabe gave me, so he was easily able to overpower me and throw me out of the closet. Still, it was a little too easy for him. I’ve been making crazy gains since going to the gym, and this guy is so skinny it looks like it takes effort for him to lift a pencil. That also doesn’t explain why he was able to push Gabe to the floor so easily earlier, what’s going on?
The stranger eyes me up, his eyes scanning my body up and down. He’s muttering to himself, hand on his chin. I can feel his gaze zero in on my exposed cock, it starts to stir, growing longer and harder as he stares. I looked away out of sheer embarrassment, this wasn’t the kind of situation for me to get hard in! I look over at Gabe, silently begging for some kind of help. Instead, he looks at me with astonishment. Well, he’s looking at my cock, once I look down, I can see why. I wasn’t wrong when I thought my cock has grown since fucking Gabe, I just didn’t know how much. It’s huge, stopping right at my belly button, I can barely recognize it as my own! I look up at the stranger, his eyebrows furrowed as he keeps staring at my cock, even though he must be surprised at my size. Still, a wicked grin cracked across his face.
“Well, you’re certainly impressive, far larger than I thought you’d be.” He takes a step back, nodding and muttering to himself again. “Yes, yes, impressive…”
He starts pacing around the room, grinning as he walks around us. Then he stops right behind me, I hear clothes shuffling around. Then his huge, pale, cock, flopped onto my shoulder. The beast was flaccid, but I could tell it was bigger than mine! He giggles as I stare at his huge cock, shaking it in my face.
“Having a big dick made you feel proud, right? I bet yours is around 8 inches. That’s cute.” He bends down and whispers in my ear. “Mine’s 10 inches, soft.”
What the hell, that’s impossible! I mean, it isn’t because I’m looking at it right now, I feel it’s weight on my shoulder. I close my eyes and look away, maybe if I don’t look it’ll go away, like a bad dream.
He just laughs at my pitiful attempt to deny reality, he whacks me in the face with his soft cock and walks in front of Gabe. It’s impossible, his cock is getting bigger! It keeps growing and growing, towering over Gabe’s head. The stranger’s cock is fully hard, casting a shadow over Gabe’s head. The stranger looks dead at me, smirking as he looks at my horrified face.
“You wanna know how big it is?” he asks, mocking me and my ‘little’ cock. “You know what, why don’t I let my servant tell you…” He yanks Gabe by his hair, pulling him closer to his cock. I had enough, I sprung to my feet, only to be immediately repelled by raising his hand at me, blasting something at me. I crashed onto the wall, slumped over on my ass, looking at the stranger’s annoyed face before he turned back to Gabe, ordering him to say the size of his cock.
“16 inches,” he says, his eyes dead. He’s been through this before, hasn’t he? He’s gonna go through this again, and I can’t do anything about it. The stranger’s smug face pretty much confirms this, smacking Gabe’s face with his massive cock, a stream of pre already leaking from the head of his fat cock.
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