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Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Alexander let Byron wear himself out it left his ass sore and his body exhausted, but it still wasnt enough. Lingering bits of lust and caused him to partially snuggle with the boy, continuing his hungry kisses and squirming until hed calmed down enough to stop. He showered, casting Byrons mother an innocent little smile when he passed her, fixed himself up, then headed off to see Derrick. It was a bit hard to walk, his body not quite wanting to pull the way it should, but that didnt hinder his desire in the least. He showed up on his piercers doorstep with that same innocent smile. The scent of Derricks whiskey and cigarette were always welcome to Byron. Hed come to deeply appreciate them, associating them with the pleasure the man was simply so good at offering. Already, his prick was pressing to the inside of his pants, but he knew better than to act out in this mans presence. He followed him inside and shut the door as was his duty, taking to his knees before Derricks feet when the man came to rest. The desire for abuse was practically bleeding from him as he knelt there. A very small giggle escaped him at the question and he squirmed with anticipation, eyes dancing between Derricks face and his groin. Its my daddys fault The words were nearly whispered. Alexander wouldnt dare call another of his fuck-buddies daddy within Derricks range of hearing. I think I can fit you , now Alex squirmed a little more, biting his lip as he leaned forward slightly. Alex really was a small thing, petite in every way. And, despite all the sex hed engaged in already, the walking had helped to tighten him back up a bit. Not that it mattered Derricks cock was huge compared to the others. Hed imagined having that thing filling him for ages, and now he was only incredibly anxious. He had a feeling he wouldnt want to leave, after this.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Such a well-trained little thing the boy was, Derrick did so enjoy seeing him kneeling before him, in such a perfect position for certain things. He grinned, feeling his crotch stirring at the sight, knowing what was to come. It was certainly better than the rather boring night hed had planned for himself. He couldnt help but notice the anticipation seeping from the boy, and his length responded further to the fact. He waited patiently, however, for the boy to finish speaking he loved making Alex wait, especially when he was so excited. He thought over the information as he finished the last few swallows of his drink before setting it aside and looking down at him. He moved casually, reaching to stroke at the boys face, the gentle action belying what was surely to come. Your Daddy, huh? He gave a low chuckle, I guess he got sick of all your teasing. Of course, the second piece of information was far more interesting. It was basically permission, after all. He pulled his hand away, not showing any hint of his own excitement. Get me hard, boy, then well talk. He shifted back, getting himself comfortable and looking down at Alex expectantly. The boy was excellent with both his hand and his mouth, and he wanted a little taste of that before moving onto more new and exciting things. Besides, it was a great way to draw out the boys agony.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Alexander shivered with such a gentle touch coming from such a torturous man. He couldnt help a small, almost pleading little moan when the touch left him, following it slightly before he was given orders. He didnt hesitate, having been waiting for such a command since hed stepped over the threshold. He bit back a wide grin and moved himself between Derricks legs. His hands slide from his knees to his groin, following his inner thigh, and his mouth was quick to follow. As his hands stroked across Derricks lap, his mouth gently bit and moaned against the growing flesh beneath clothing. His lips worked their way up to the zipper until he could get the tab between his teeth. He stared up toward Derricks gaze as he pulled it open, his expression anxious and hungry.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Derrick gave a soft noise as the boy began, watching with lust clear in his eyes. He would certainly enjoy himself tonight. He grinned as the boys mouth came up against his groin, and shifted slightly, making himself more comfortable. He took a deep drag of his cigarette as the boy began to undo his pants, ashing it before reaching down to free himself. He wasnt wearing underwear, and obviously he could have waited for Alex to do it, but he was getting hard enough to be uncomfortable in the restricting fabric. He always enjoyed the look on Alexs face when he saw the size of his cock. He wasnt fully hard yet, but it was still an impressive sight. It was quite amazing that the small boy was able to wrap his lips around it, even more so that he managed to take it into his hot, tight throat. Just another reason hed been so willing to go with the no sex rule. His gaze remained expectant, and it was fairly obvious what he wanted the boy to do.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Alexander didnt think much on the fact that he didnt get to free Derricks cock he was far too distracted by the fact that it WAS freed, and so very close to his lips. He gave a soft sigh and shifted forward a bit further, his tongue pushing across the tip of Derricks cock before his lips encompassed it. Even when it wasnt at full mast, it was a mouthful. He didnt hesitate to start swallowing, knowing that the longer he took, the harder it would become to fit it in his throat. It would hurt like a bitch, as always, and there was risk of suffocation, but it only made him that much more eager. He took the entirety of the cock into his maw quickly, holding his breath as his lips and tongue worked near the base. It didnt take long for his body to start to panic, but he fought it, focusing on carefully beginning to shift back and forth. His movements were small, at first, slowing working the cock back out of his throat so he could take a deep breath and suck it right back in. Already, by the second time he had to pull back, his breathing was raspy from the minor tissue damage. Still, he didnt seem to mind it a bit. He was eager as always to continue, making the shaft as wet as he could at every chance to ease the sliding and make the experience more pleasurable for Derrick. Despite the lack of oxygen causing his brain to partially go into sleep mode, he refused to even slow until Derrick said to. He aimed to be the perfect little fuck toy everyones favorite.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Derrick didnt bother to hold back his noises of pleasure as he watched his cock disappear into Alexs throat. The hole was incredibly tight, and he got a certain sadistic pleasure from knowing just how much it must hurt the boy to fit it in there. He could barely speak afterwards, especially if he got rough, as he often did. He allowed the boy to go for a few minutes, nice and hard by that point, before pausing him, gripping him by the hair and holding him just out of reach of his length. He kept him there for a few moments, letting him get some of his breath back, before rather suddenly pushing him back down, burying himself into that tight, wet throat and holding him there tightly. He held the boy until his body left him no choice but to fight for air quite impressed with how much longer he managed to resist now compared to when he had first done this. Good boy He let him go, giving him a few moments to recover, idly stroking himself as he watched the boy. Strip. He sat back once more, sinking comfortably into the seat to watch. It was always an interesting show, the boy was so eager to please. Derrick had a number of fuck-toys, but none seemed to be quite as delicious as Alex. He was glad hed finally be able to have all of him. The thought, combined with the sight of the disrobing boy in front of him, caused his cock to twitch lightly, a small bead of pre-cum forming on the head.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Pulled free, Alexander panted heavily, his breath lined with soft, raspy moans and tiny squeaks. He was trembling, trying to regain proper consciousness and to work past the throbbing pain Derricks cock left in his throat. He felt like hed swallowed a watermelon, and he loved it. He mistakenly in his breathless stupor thought Derrick was done, ready to move on. For this reason, he was rather shocked when he was suddenly re-penetrated. He didnt fight, however, coaxing himself to relax as he was suffocated once more. He gazed up at Derrick, his eyes filled with lust and insatiable hunger. He managed to fight his need for oxygen for some time before it won over and he reluctantly began to squirm, growing desperate despite knowing Derrick wouldnt let him die. He couldnt help but gasp heavily when he was released, trying to keep himself from falling back or blacking out for longer than a few seconds. He started to come back around just in time to hear his next command, and again he acted immediately. Still not quite fully conscious, he focused entirely on his actions. He lifted his hips, first, balancing himself with his hands on Derricks knees. He hummed, giving a slightly dazed, innocent smile as he rose fully, hands sliding across his own legs to lift the edge of his shirt across his stomach in a slow, teasing fashion. While one hand continued to rise slipping under his shirt to touch his shoulder beneath before gliding slowly across his bare chest, the other slipped into the front of his tented pants. He gave a little, dry moan as he fondled himself, swaying his hips slightly for a moment to draw attention to his slender torso. One more little flash of his smile and he gripped the his shirt by the shoulders to pull it over his head and drop it off to the side. He noticed the little bead of precum on his Masters cock and he shivered, distracting himself for just a moment before focusing, again. His hands pressed to his bare chest, just above his nipples, and he lightly pulled his fingertips down across his abs and over the front of his pants to hook his thumbs behind his belt. He rolled his hips out toward Derrick as he did it, drawing attention to the little tent between his fingers. He swayed his hips as he began to undo the belt, taking a step forward So that when he turned and began to pull away his pants, his Master had a good, within-reach view of his ass. He stared over his shoulder, then let the pants drop to the floor, leaving him standing naked, sans his shoes and the cloth around his ankles.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

That smile, somehow so innocent despite all the things the boy did, made him want to do all sorts of things. But of course, he never let it show just how much that little expression tempted him. He simply watched as the boy began to strip, his movements teasing, tempting and delicious. But he kept himself seated, simply stroking himself lightly as the bead of pre-cum continued to grow till it began to drip down the side. He couldnt help but notice the lump in Alexs pants, but he was more interested in something else. Luckily, that thing was presented to him quite lusciously. The boys ass had obviously been ravaged it was red, raw, but most importantly, clean. If it hadnt been for the boys shower earlier he would have been sent off to have one now. Derrick wasnt a fan of sloppy seconds. As it was, there was really no reason to resist, so without warning, he gripped the boys hips, pulling him back into his lap. A quick readjustment had him slipping into Alexs already abused hole. It was a shame he couldnt have been the first, but in all likelihood if he had, he would have ripped the boy in two, and he was still far tighter than a lot of Derricks other fuck buddies. He held onto the petite body tightly as he shifted, rolling over so the boy was underneath him, wanting the leverage. One hand gripped the boys hips with a bruisingly tight grip, while the other steadied himself on the couch. He leaned in, finding the soft flesh of Alexs shoulder with his teeth and biting harshly as he began to roll his hips, quickly coming to the point where he was pounding roughly into the boy.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Alexander released a small, dry squeal as he was pulled in. He hadnt expected to be penetrated so quickly, so used to being teased and tormented it just seemed so easy . Not that he could complain his mind was swiftly distracted by the stretching of his ass around an object far-too-large to be put there. The squeal quickly became a hitched, broken moan as he leaned back toward Derrick to angle that massive cockhead against his sensitive tissue. He was so distracted, in fact, that he hardly noticed the repositioning, thus making it incredibly easy for his Master to pin him. He was only brought back to full consciousness when Derrick began to move, each thrust inward bringing forth a spiked note of pleasure until the movements were simply too fast to keep up with. Sex with his father was great. Sex with Byron was fantastic. But this..? He felt quite like hed slipped into a dream he was right in his assumption that he wouldnt want to leave after Derricks cock finally pierced him. He felt totally owned and dirty, as if he only existed to pleasure the man atop him. He arched his back to make sure Derrick had the best access, his hitched breaths and moans mixed with whispered remnants of his Masters name and words of gratitude. The man was too good to him, and now he, himself, was unsure why he waited so long. So what if going directly to Derrick wouldve meant being torn and bloodied? It happened anyway, so why not such a tender place, as well?
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

The boy was delicious, he gave gruff, muffled moans as he rammed his cock into the boys tight hole. The grip his teeth had on the boys shoulder gradually tightened until he eventually tasted blood, the metallic flavour causing him to give a low, rough groan. Only his rather extensive experience kept him from cumming too quickly, the excitement and pure pleasure of the moment was certainly bringing him close. He gave a hiss of pleasure as he pulled his teeth from the boys tender flesh, licking his lips clean of the blood that stained them before leaning in to whisper into Alexs ear. Dont cum until I tell you too, whore. He gave a breathy chuckle before moving his mouth back to the wound, he ran his tongue along it for a few moments before smirking widely as an idea came to him. Without pausing in his savage thrusts, he leaned to the side, grasping the bottle of whiskey by the neck and lifting it to his lips. He took a deep swig, swallowing most of it before lowering his lips once more to the bloodied bite mark he had made. Lips parted and his tongue pushed the burning liquid into the wound the taste of blood mingled with the whiskey to create a rather pleasant flavour. At the same time, perhaps to overwhelm his fuck buddy to the point of disobeying his order, Derricks skilful hands roamed downwards, gripping the boys small but hard cock and beginning to stroke in time with the rough fucking. The sensations the body below him offered were driving him almost wild with pleasure, and he wasnt sure that even the boy passing out beneath him would make him stop. Hell, he wasnt sure a gun to his head would.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Alexander hadnt even felt his Masters bite until it was released it drew a sharp moan from his lungs and he shuddered. The wound stung, but he loved it. He wanted more. He almost missed Derricks words, but was glad hed managed to catch them of course, being told he couldnt only made him want to that much more. He attempted to hold himself back, mistakenly clenching everything only to have his pleasure intensified. And then came the extra sting of the wound, very nearly sending him over the edge. It burned terribly, sending spikes of electric pain down his arm and across his back as nerve endings were attacked. He was barely holding on as it was, so the touch to his prick I-Im gonna..! he breathed, clinging desperately to the couch in an effort to hold himself back. He was afraid he might cum before he was allowed, and thus was attempting to plead with Derrick. His breathing was erratic and he squirmed beneath his Master, but wouldnt dare try to move away. As badly as he wanted to be sure he didnt cum before he was told, he was enjoying himself far too much to want freedom.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Derrick gave a feral growl of pleasure. Nothing satisfied him more than having someone underneath him like this, writhing in pleasure and steadily losing control. Of course, if Alex did completely lose control and cum, he would be punished, but for the moment Derrick was undecided as to whether he wanted that. Eventually, he settled for giving the boy a fighting chance, there was plenty of opportunity for punishments later. For now he just wanted to enjoy this new activity. His hand shifted away from Alexs small length, once again resuming its iron grip on the boys hip. Of course, his rapid, fierce thrusts didnt slow in the least in fact, they almost seemed to pick up. His tongue also continued its work digging into the fresh wounds. Occasionally, he moved to take another swig from the bottle, but most of his effort remained on fucking the shit out of one of his favourite pets. Luckily for Alex, perhaps, he was rather excited by all of this as well. He pulled away from the wound again, nipping at his earlobe for a moment before growling out a single word. Cum. He felt the boy convulse beneath him and he drew his breath in a sharp hiss, before letting it out as a loud groan. He came hard, and rather copiously, filling the boys hole with his seed. Fuck His thrusts finally began to slow as he came down from the high, and eventually he stopped, giving a low chuckle.
Thread: A Warm Place -- FDM + Sparrow

Alexander felt a mixture of relief and desperation when that bit of extra pleasure left him. He was better able to hold on, certainly, but it had felt so good that he was pretty sure the punishment wouldve been worth it. Either way, denying himself the orgasm made his vision grow white, his eyes rolling back into his skull as he was fucked so wonderfully mercilessly. There had been so much torment from his Master in the past and, again, he knew hed love being fucked by him but the actual act was far better than he could ever have imagined. His prick and balls throbbed angrily as the orbs threatened to burst and the rod was so sensitive that each light, brief brush of the couch cushions against the flesh drew a hitched, squeaked moan from his dry throat. By the time Derrick ordered him to cum, hed left that world and drifted off to heaven his release and the sensation of Derricks filling his well-used cavity practically stopped his heart. Of course, he only passed out from the intense rush of hormones and the sudden relief of energy. Every breath that moved past his teeth was a coarse moan and his body trembled lightly from remaining adrenaline. His ass hurt tremendously, as did his groin, but there was a faint smile to his expression. And, of course, he would certainly take more from his Master if the man offered it, conscious or not. He liked being Derricks bitch there was no doubt about that.
Thread: The Turning Tables.(Wingshadow-DK)

The monster hunting had become a common and celebrated profession in the land of Alendade, if a man lived long enough, he would make some kind of a name for himself. Many a coward made their living killing cellar dwelling monsters for widows and the elderly. In order to be truly hailed as a hero, however, the only place to be was the outlying borders, the wild lands. In those frontier villages, all manner of monsters emerged from the mountains and forests that loomed over the small towns, that was where glory lived. There was one village that promised the greatest glory of all, but only for the bravest of men, since every hunter that dared to try and slay the devious monster that assailed the people of Mittilagart either fled or were never seen again. Those who survived only ever spoke of one thing, its eyes. They could see a human like inteligence behind them, waiting and watching for a moment to strike. What ever it was, it only targeted able bodied men that worked at a nearby mine. Supposedly the whole place was rich in gold, iron and gems, so men from all around kept flocking to the village, despite the risks, all of them sure that they could handle the beast. Because the monster was so cunning, most smart hunters learned to stay away, instead choosing to tackle the more common, dumb beasts. Every so often, however, a young foolish man would venture up to Mittilagart to find fortune... The latest fool was named Ansgar, a young man who was known for his trapping skills but not much else. He had gained some repute from his spectaular rescue of a farming village that was being assailed by a horde of boar like monsters. Because of that one feat alone, he felt like he had the brains to conquer what ever the monster was. One cold day, The tall, brown haired man marched in to the village and started his search.
Thread: The Turning Tables.(Wingshadow-DK)

The village lay empty and wasted, the distant howl of the wind through the broken slats of a wooden fence serving as a clear reminder that humans were not welcome in this desolate place. Each step Ansgar took brought him closer to the abandoned dwelling whose only permanent residents appeared to be the ghosts of other foolish adventurers. The stone road, costly when it was constructed, was jagged and uneven from when the earth moved below it and disturbed the rocks, giving it a crooked appearance as it wandered about between the houses and whistling emptiness which hung about in the air like an ill omen. Even the trees had a somewhat foreboding look to them, and although they were old and yet living they glared at the human intruder as if his presence alone were disturbing their slumber. Yet, not a single creature, feral or not, showed itself to him... For now, at least. There was one who yet lived within this broken and forsaken place, the scales on her body being a brilliant bright yellow and black like the colors of a hornet or a venomous reptile. Her eyes were intense and calculating, possessing the wisdom of generations upon generations of her ancestors which had protected these lands with their very lives. Now, it was her turn to take upon herself the duty of withholding this village from the human threat which now encroached upon the place which she called home. She moved soundlessly across the ground, not even disturbing a pebble as she slid along the grasses, being careful to keep herself well out of sight of even his peripheral vision. Peering out from behind a crate, she caught her first glimpse of the man... His strong appearance, proud bearing, and brown hair did little to impress the young lamia, and after coiling up her body below herself she awaited a moment to strike.