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Hypocrite.*That word is embedded in my fading moments. Until now, I'd rejected the notion of a God or anything existing beyond our mortal plane - That the life we're born into is the only one we'll ever know, and once it's over, that's it. Game over. Non-existence for the rest of eternity. Our time isn't guaranteed, and there's no room for second chances, reincarnation, ghosts or spirits, so we must ensure that every second we have matters. To seize the day, even at the expense of tomorrow; otherwise, we'll die with regrets.The moment I knew I was*actually*dying, I threw it all out the window. I wanted to live until tomorrow and clung to the hope of being saved if I promised to change. So silently, I prayed to anything that may have been listening, pleading forgiveness for all the mean and cruel things I'd done to others, hoping to avoid damnation. For being a bad son who hated and fought against his father. A terrible friend who had never been truly honest about anything. And a shitty dad who had said the worst things to the mother of his child. But above all, I wished it wasn't happening and begged I'd live to see my daughter being born to give her the life I never had.I guess I have Charlotte to thank for clarifying my final thoughts while my precious collar chokes the life from me beneath the weight of my limp body. Everything I'd come to know and my foolish, idealistic notion of love and happiness is irreparably shattered. Yet, I can't find it within me to hate her even now, and I wish I could protect her from the consequences of her own stupid actions tonight. But I'm too exhausted to fight the inevitable as I slip further into the darkness, leaving my lover's incoherent, hysterical screaming behind me.*I'm stirred by light fingertips stroking my hair, soothing my consciousness to a dimly lit classroom. The blinds have been lowered, shadowing my face from the harsh glare of the late June sun. I'm disorientated, my eyes unfocused, but for the first time in a long while, I'm safe and at peace, listening to the soft breathing of the stranger beside me who's now caressing my forehead. It's been forever since I've dreamed of anything other than my near death at Charlotte's hands.*"What time is it?" I murmur, entirely at ease with the hands stroking me with affection."It's twelve-twenty. You've still got another forty minutes of lunch," the person speaks.My dreamlike state ends, and glancing up, I realise Mr Davies is sitting on my desk, with my arm draped over his leg. I've made a monumental mistake by drifting off during his class, and I'm sure I've been drooling. "Sir! I'm sorry. I didn't realise I'd-""You seemed to be having a nightmare," he says, gliding his thumb across the fresh marks healing on my forearm. "What happened? I told you my door is always open if you need somebody to talk to."His expression is warm with concern, and he touches my palm, rubbing the nail marks I've dug into my skin. Although I may have recovered physically, I don't want to burden anyone else with my problems. It's bad enough that I already owe it to Louise for raising the alarm with Justin to save my life, which I can never repay. Nobody needs to know how I've languished with grief for the past three weeks, holed up in my room, back beneath my father's thumb. Or how I've fallen onto my old, self-destructive behaviours late at night, consumed with the thought of eventually returning to Charlotte. Deciding my only option is to avoid him, I grab my backpack and run to the door, which I find locked.*I turn to confront him rather than feel cornered like prey. "I don't have time for another one of your lectures. Just back off and stop butting into my business!"His fist clenches around the front of my shirt as he shoves me against the wall, taking me by surprise. He's physically much stronger than I had taken him for. "Do you know how frustrating it is standing by, watching you throw away your life? You've been cruising for far too long, but now you're not even trying. One day you will deeply regret these choices you're making now. Where have you been for three weeks?"My heart pounds audibly as his pale grey eyes search mine, then lower to my bared throat and the still visible stricture mark. He fits my type at barely thirty, with dark stubble shadowing his jaw and wavy brown hair near his shoulders. Yet, I remain silent as I watch his face betray his own torment and conflict growing within him.He swallows, neither of us daring to move first, and those initial brief seconds of contact drag out to over a minute, then another. His hand on my crumpled shirt remains still. As far as I know, he isn't outwardly gay, but neither have I revealed my own sexuality. Piecing together the fact he'd shown interest in previous lash markings on my back and the expression he'd pulled at the time, I may have stumbled upon another deviant, either like me or my former owner.My gaze falls to his shoes in discomfort at his closeness. "Sir... I don't know what you expect from me.""I only want to help you. I know you feel alone in what you're going through, and you act all macho as if nothing matters, but that's not*you, right?"I shake my head, fighting through the tightness in my chest and the knot in my throat. "I'm tired of it all and pretending about everything to the point I don't know who I am. Then sınırsız gaziantep escort (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/sinirsiz-gaziantep-escort) when I finally met someone who I thought accepted me and my circumstances, I was sadly mistaken."His firm hand loosens its grip on my shirt as he reads between the lines. "Accepted you? So my hunch about you being-"The walls I've kept up for so long crumple entirely. "Was I that transparent? I want to do the right thing, and my dad is pushing me to be with Louise again, but I haven't got it in me to fake my feelings anymore. Do you understand how that feels?""I think the answer to that is obvious." His hand resting beside mine brushes over my fingertips, testing my reaction to him. Then leaning forwards, he softly presses a kiss onto my mouth. It's not forceful at all, pleasant even, and the warmth lingers on my hesitant lips. "I've been wondering what kissing you would feel like.""So you are into me?" I say quietly as his fingers fumble at the buttons on my shirt. Then my mouth parts as he kisses me again and pinches at my erect nipples. It's been weeks since anyone has touched me, and all too willingly, I turn to lean against a desk as his hands reach to my belt and unfasten it.My legs tremble with adrenaline as I rapidly find myself naked in the middle of his classroom, apart from my shirt, which he begins to remove. "You're shaking," he whispers into my ear, stroking a line down my spine with his fingertip. "I'll take it slow at first with you, so try to relax."His fingers rake through the trail of hair, lightly spreading downwards from my chest to my pubic area before he takes my rigid member in his palm to fondle. Then with his other hand sliding between the cleft of my cheeks, he cups my testicles while his thumb circles my entrance. I become putty to his touch and moan as he applies pressure. "Ah! You're making me feel good.""I never imagined all those rumours I overheard were true. You've been blessed with a monster," he chuckles, running his hand back and forth in firm, deliberate movements along my shaft. "Does your number stack up to as much as I heard?"I nod, unable to look away from the firm hand pleasuring me as he tugs my balls almost to the point of pain. "...I might have overcompensated. Are you angry or jealous about that?""Are you hoping I'm jealous?" he asks, gripping me beneath my jaw as he forces me to face him, then kisses my eyelids. "Do you want to be that special to me?"His previously gentle kisses become aggressive, with his tongue sliding into my mouth as his belt drops to the floor, followed by his trousers, until his nude body presses against mine, giving me no chance to answer. I want him. There's no question about that, with the way I'm readily opening up to him and the low moans rising to my lips as his hands roam over every inch of my skin.Glancing down at his growing, chubby cock now circling around my helmet, then rubbing over the top, my urge to back out fully subsides. Instead, I support the base of my cock as he continues to stroke over the both of us, using my dripping precum for lubricant. "Sir... I want you... I need to feel you..."My sighs deepen to groans as his teeth nip sharply at my ear and then my neck, which he begins to kiss. I'm becoming drunk on pleasure, overwhelmed with the need to finally experience the feeling of being penetrated. I'd always imagined my only time with a man would be with Justin, under entirely different circumstances, but this feels right. I'll stop saving myself for someone who'll never see me that way.*"I'm going to fuck you, Matt. Turn around. I promise I'll be gentle, but I'd like you to come back with me tonight." I spin around, leaning over the desk once more while his rock-hard cock presses firm against my arse, and taking it in his hand, he smears our lubricant over my hole. My calves continue to shake, threatening to buckle in fear of what I expect to come next, which I've fantasised about forever. Still, I breathe deeply to steady my nerves, yearning to feel more of him. "You have a great arse. Muscular and firm. I've wanted to sink my teeth into it since I watched you run track in those shorts."Abruptly we're interrupted by a knock on the still-locked door, and the handle rattles, making me freeze with terror. There's nowhere to hide. If it gets out that both of us have been found together like this, his career is over in an instant, and I'll die of shame, never able to look Justin in the eye again. This isn't worth the hassle, and as much as I want the release, I'm too spooked to continue either way. "I-I think I should leave."But, Mr Davies' hand tightens over my wrist as he urges me to stay. "No. I think they've gone, so let's get back to it-"I push him away and redress in my creased clothing as I regain my senses. I'm throwing myself into the distraction of sex again, playing into the hands of another dominant or potential sadist rather than fixing my problems. This is the exact behaviour that results in trouble and needs to end before I can heal. "I'm sorry, but I should prepare for my exam this afternoon. Let's just forget this happened and move on."He pulls on his trousers, crestfallen as I finish buttoning my shirt. "How about later when we won't be disturbed? We can talk more about exploring whatever this is?"I gaziantep sınırsız escort bayan (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/sinirsiz-gaziantep-escort) dismiss his offer immediately with a shake of my head and unlock the door, throwing my bag over my shoulder. "I can't. My dad will be expecting me home."His arm blocks me, shooting across the opened doorway with his shirt still partially unbuttoned. I soften to his advances and moisten my lower lip with my tongue at the glimpse of thick, dark curls on his chest. I remained passive earlier, but now weak in my fully aroused state, I'd love to straddle his lap and feel him deep within me. Maybe it would be safe to resume this? "I'll help you prepare for your paper, but at least talk to me. You don't have to do anything you don't want-"Click!Both of us look over my shoulder, horrified to find Sadie snapping another photo of us together. How much she's actually heard is anyone's guess. Still, the pictures are problematic in the hands of my enemies, and I'm not prepared to risk it getting out to my father or Justin. I already suspect she's behind everything else circulating about me, including the current rumour about my ex nearly killing me with her access to my home life. "Fuck..."*I immediately pursue her as she disappears into the nearest bathroom at the end of the empty corridor. Then, before she can lock the door, my foot jams it open as I force my way in. "You're not allowed in here. Get out!""Not until I've spoken to you-""I know what I heard! And this photo proves all of it," she accuses, shoving me weakly in the chest. "You two were kissing. That's the only reason why the door would be locked. So why shouldn't I tell everybody that you're gay!""Kissing? Are you fucking crazy!" I laugh hysterically at the attempt to blackmail me. If she could hear us fully, she'd know she had interrupted us before we could fuck, not just kiss. "If*it's any of your business, Mr Davies is helping to mentor me through my problems with Louise, and we had a disagreement. But I can assure you, I'm not*gay, and you know it. I've fucked half of your friends, for christ's sake!""Bullshit!" But she looks at the photo on her camera uncertainly, losing her conviction in what she assumed was happening behind the closed door. Without a doubt, she's got no credible proof I can be ruined with, just unusual circumstances that can be explained away, especially if I can get rid of her photographs before anyone else sees them.I move closer until she's backed against the wall, and my hands pin hers beside her head. "I remember a time not long ago when I found you in my room, looking for me, and now you're fixated on destroying my life over things that aren't true. What happened to make you hate me so much?"My effect on her is immediate as my waning semi-erection presses into her hip, making her flush with shyness. But her fierce eye contact remains unwavering on my face. "You upset my friend. What you did to Ash is unforgivable.""Liar. If you cared about that, you wouldn't have accepted my invitation to the party the night you met my brother." I push back a lock of her blonde hair, recounting the moment she tried to kiss me on my birthday to my advantage. "You could have easily ended up in my bed that night, especially after I deliberately lost at strip poker so you could keep your clothes on. Maybe I shouldn't have saved you?"She softens as she glances at my exposed arms on either side of her head, then entwines her fingers with mine. "You turned me down-""But I'm not turning you down right now, am I? Nobody else needs to know, and you can still pretend to hate me afterwards. Win-win. I've heard you through the walls more times than I can keep count, and I wonder how gorgeous you must look at that moment."I release her hands, and my thumb runs over her chin as she stares at me, weighing up the option I'm dangling before her. I don't intend to seduce her further than this, but I may have no other choice. Unfortunately for my brother, my conscience is vastly overshadowed by my need to protect my secrets. There's nothing I won't stop at in the name of self-preservation. "We might be caught if we do it here."I want to sigh with relief, but I maintain the act and check the time on my watch. "That's true... And our math exam starts in twenty-five minutes. It's a pity 'cause you've really got my blood pumping-"Her hand strokes my bangs away from my face. "Then let's make the most of that time. Take it*all*off so I can see what the big deal is first... and then I'll decide what I want to do with you."*She might only want to see me naked? This could be easier to get out of than I thought, but she raises her camera for another photo as I unfasten the buttons on my shirt. At this point, I can only trust her, just like she now has to trust I won't tell my brother, so, I pull my shirt off, then drop both my trousers and underwear. "Have I satisfied your curiosity, or do I not meet your expectation?"*Her blue eyes skim over my tattooed body, then down to my manhood. I may as well be selling myself to her at this point, but that's the least of my concerns. "I-I wish I'd dated the better brother."Sadly for me, Sadie's fully taken the bait, and her arms loop around my neck as she kisses my cheek, then my lips, urging me to lift her onto gaziantep sınırsız escort (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/sinirsiz-gaziantep-escort) the sink. I've messed up this time, but it's too late to back out with my reputation hanging in the balance. Bringing her hand to my mouth, my lips caress her knuckles, and then I lick across the back of her hand, continuing to toy with her. "Mm, but at least you can still fuck him."*"You're bad-""And you're only just realising that? But what's so wrong with my brother that I can sway you so easily?" I tease, pushing back the hem of her skirt as I move between her opened legs. "You're not the first to go between the two of us..."Sadie's warmed gaze lowers to my thumb, pressing against her damp panties. Then she gasps as I rub over her labia through the thin material. "Ah! You might be a psycho, but you're still fitter than John."My teeth grit as I swallow the venomous words I want to unleash on her, but I change my plan of only pleasing her and remove a condom from the backpack I'd slung on the floor. For her insolence, I want her to swallow me whole with the experienced mouth I know she has, and after interrupting my fun earlier, it's the least I deserve. "Then show me how much you want it. Suck me, and I want a photo of you doing it unless you delete those other photos you took of me.""Okay, but we'll delete them afterwards," she responds, tying her long, blonde hair back.*As I rip open the packet with my teeth, Sadie snatches it from me as she moves onto her knees, then unrolls it down my thick shaft with little difficulty. "So, I guess you know what you're doing, huh?""You're not much different to John as you think you are," she says, winking as I stroke her cheek. "So you don't need to be gentle to me either."I wasn't planning on it.My fingers wrap around the sleek ponytail draped over her shoulder, which I tug around my hand as her lips part for my entry. Then, firmly grasping my cock, I guide it as I fuck her mouth, forcing it to the back of her throat with each relentless thrust. It's not often that I feel particularly mean, but it's also not often that I fuck someone who's treated me cruelly or helped destroy my reputation. John will likely knock me out if he ever finds out about this, but I can at least sweeten those blows by getting something worthwhile first."You're drooling everywhere..." I murmur, slowing as she twirls her tongue around the head of my cock, and then plays with my piercing at my frenulum. I was aware my last gift from Charlotte would feel good, but it's almost too sensitive as she continues to flick against it through the latex before she finally darts over the tip. I know I've only got myself to blame if this turns south, and I should feel guilty for doing this. Still, I take a photo of us in the mirror, incriminating the both of us. Then, withdrawing from her warm mouth, I wipe it against her cheek, smearing her saliva and lipstick. "Now undo your blouse so I can see."I half expect her to back out at my demand, but she unfastens her buttons. Large areolas push through the sheer pink lace of her bra, and pulling down a cup, I pinch at one of her nipples until it stiffens at my touch. My mouth dips to her chest, and I lap over the erect teat before suckling at the other and rolling it between my teeth. "Ah! If you leave marks, he'll find out about us.""Then don't see him tonight..." I reply, almost forgetting myself as I slide down her panties. "But if you want to spoil our fun, I'll stop."Sadie shakes her head as my palms move around her thighs, and I lift her against the countertop, parting her open to my view. The scent of her arousal is intoxicating, and satiny fluids glisten over her folds, inviting me for a taste, but I hold back, nauseous about considering it. She belongs with another, my own brother, and she's enjoying this far more than I hoped, bringing a vile bitterness to my mouth. Instead, I stroke over her engorged clit peeking from its shroud in her increasing excitement and stretch her open with two digits.*"Keep touching me..." she sighs, watching as another finger slides knuckle deep and curls within her. Then leaning back against the tile, she raises her camera towards me, capturing another dirty photo of us, cementing our betrayal. "Now fuck me before you make us late for our exam."She gasps as I finally enter her, spreading her around my cock and then two of her fingers, which she slips in after me. "And you called me bad... You feel so fucking tight like this I can barely move."Sadie moans throatily as we fuck, and her gyrating hips urge me to thrust deeper until I'm buried into her at the hilt. But I'm struck by how easy this is, almost to the brink of tiresome. There's no exciting build-up like in my playtime with Charlotte. Instead, I'm reminded of how much she's irrevocably changed me. I still miss her and the flames she ignited within my body at every touch. If not for my father watching my every move, I may have returned to her by now."Keep going... I'm..." She covers her mouth in a hopeless attempt to hide the erotic moans erupting from her throat as she orgasms, but I'm too distracted to join her.*Sadie's undoubtedly gorgeous, and she knows it, but she's not my type and knowing that when I've seduced her makes this treason towards my brother more pointless. Unfortunately, she just happened to be the one who caught me at the wrong moment. I close my eyes, shifting my attention back to Charlotte and the sexy metallic-purple bodysuit she'd planned to wear to the party at her friend's house. We never got to explore the fun she'd arranged with L, but the dirty fantasies she whispered while she tied me down and fondled me flood my mind. A whole weekend as her's and L's sex slave would have been a breathtaking experience.