The godfather and The young 3

03.

The young man lay between One's legs and swallowed the un-erect penis into his mouth. In the softness of his mouth, the shaft gradually hardened, and the long, thick shaft was swallowed to the bottom. The tip of his nose was buried in One's lower abdomen, and the choking sensation of the rounded head of the tortoise stuck in the mouth of his throat was exhilarating, as the tender flesh of his mouth constricted.He held One's legs as if he had a lethal gun in his mouth, his heart rate accelerating, the cock between his legs lifting and seeping.

The young man raised his eyes to look at One, his eyes were reddened from the tip, physiological tears wetting the corners of his eyes, One looked down at him, the small hole at the front of his penis was licked repeatedly by the soft tip of his tongue, the tip of the glans was pushed against the inside of the young man's cheeks, a small bulge was pushed up against his cheeks, any harder and it seemed to be able to poke through the thin skin of his face, the inside of his mouth was soft and hot, and he was soon taking the whole penis into his mouth again.

The young man was gulping One's rod up and down, a mouth that sucked One into a state of ecstasy, an indescribable excitement that was enveloping One, pleasure rushing out of his body and up into his throat, the words coming out of his mouth becoming hoarse, "Sit on me."

The young man had never endured being penetrated by another man's penis, his asshole was tight and difficult to enter, the young man sat on his knees on One's lap, deeply afraid of hurting One.

The young man was almost afraid to apply force, he thought about the egg grip training he had done as a child, in order for him not to accidentally injure another person or himself again, to learn to control his force precisely, when he was a child, his parents had trained him to hold the egg without letting it break ...... He couldn't let One get hurt.

The narrow asshole was made even more difficult to enter by the young man's slow movements, and One ran out of patience and lifted him up with his only right arm.The young man was petite for him, and he felt the shame of being held in such a way, never having been held in such a way before, and the young man blushed as he was carried to the bed.

One laid him on his back and held the young man's asshole open with two fingers, "Did you get an enema during your health check?"

"Well, it's clean."The young man replied.

One's nimble fingers were running amok inside him, the ring on One's ring finger pressed against his ass, the coolness of the metal slowly turning to warmth, the strange pleasure of One's dexterous fingertips fluttering out.

"Master ...... please tie my hands.I'm afraid I can't control the force and you'll get hurt."

"I don't hate pain."One replied softly, and then sent his penis into the young man's tightly choked body.

"Ah ......"

Unprecedented relief spread all over his body, the young man pulled at One's empty left sleeve, pulling the sleeve without the slightest crease all over it.

The young man's legs were jerking around, and the penis between his legs wiggled a few times, dripping a thin stream of semen, the pleasure so intense that he was overwhelmed.

The young man gripped the bed sheets tightly, he bit his lower lip to stifle a moan, but then he bit his lip and blood flowed out, but he was unaware of this.

One looked down at the young man and leaned in to kiss him, the taste of blood on the young man's lips spreading in his mouth, deepening One's desire.

The air became incredibly thin from the kiss, the young man gasping for air, his moans leaking out and filling the room, while his eyes remained on One's empty sleeve.

One followed the young man's gaze to his own sleeve and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The master's mutilated hand ...... I want to see it."

One didn't nod explicitly, but he didn't look unhappy either.The young man then took courage and reached out to unbutton One's shirt. It was hard to imagine that the master of elegance had such a strong and muscular body.

The young man tore off One's left sleeve, so the shirt fell to One's right hand hanging, half of the left arm exposed, the young man gently stroked, face full of fascination and desire.

What a pervert.

One thought to himself.Will anyone in this world yearn for brokenness?

The young man stroked One's left arm and slowly twisted his waist, the thick hard penis was stuck in the young man's intestines, and it was as if all of his body was being rubbed and caressed, and all of his organs, which had never felt any pain before, were trembling because of One's entry.The pleasure started to spread from the tailbone, and the whole body felt soothing, and every time One entered, it was like an electric current running through the body.

"Master, it's so comfortable ...... ah ...... my stomach is so full inside, master's penis is pumping my intestines, it feels so strange ......"

The young man climbed on One's neck, the pleasure making him forget to control the force, the back of One's neck and shoulders were scratched and bloodied, the young man's nails sinking into One's skin and bleeding.

The pain made One become more aroused, his breathing became rapid and his chest rose and fell violently as a result.

One tilted his face up, the corners of his eyes flushed a light red, pain and pleasure concentrated between his brows.

The young man ejaculated with excitement, his asshole twisted from his orgasm, clamping down on One's penis, causing the muscles in his lower abdomen to twitch, his penis throbbing inside the young man, and then the young man felt One's semen gushing into his body, filling his intestines and then flowing downward, being blocked by One's penis, which was still inserted into his body.

Still erect, One lay back on the bed and let the young man straddle him.The young man's asshole gulped and slurped on the cock, and lustful sounds echoed between thrusts as the cum that had just been pumped into his body flowed out and was rubbed against the cock, grinding it into a white froth.

The young man, his whole body softened by the sex, lay on top of One and asked softly, "Master, may I kiss you?"

"I'm not a mean master."One replied.

The young man's eyes were clear, but at this moment they were filled with a heavy fascination and dirty desire. He came up to kiss One's mouth almost reverently, his tongue exploring the tip of his tongue, and saliva flowed into One's mouth, a strange sensation that caused One to push him away.

"The way you kiss is disgusting.Learn it well."

He took away the mastery and gave the young man a kiss, an erotic kiss that made the young man tremble and come again.

*

The young man moved out of the youth home and went from "fighting dog" to pet dog.

One has a manor house and there are several people living there who can be called One's inner circle.

Together with the young man, there are four people who accompany One in the manor.

The first was One's cook, who did not introduce himself by name and did not say a word.

The second person is the ponytail that the young man saw once before in the Warehouse, and that person is called "Doctor", the family doctor.

The young man has heard the story of the doctor, who used to be an authority in the cardiology department of a large hospital, but was dismissed for euthanizing a patient, and has been working under One since then, and is a first-rate contributor to One's organ-trading business.

The last one, they call him "The Professor".The Professor is the doctor's same-sex partner and is responsible for some "chores": collecting debts or going to the black market to negotiate organ sales.

The professor is a gentle man who does not look like he is involved in illegal activities.

The Professor and the Doctor are said to be a famous duo in the black market.

One asked the young man to work with the professor and the doctor.

"What about the boxing match?"the young man asked.

"Working with us is a lot more exciting than a boxing match."The professor replied before One could.

One said, "If you like boxing, just wait until someone assigns you a fight.Just work for me, the doctor and the professor will tell you what you need to do."

The young man looked at the red bloodstain he had left hidden under the collar of One's shirt and nodded, "Yes, sir."

It took three whole days for the strangulation marks left by the young man on One's neck to disappear.

On that day in bed One was very tolerant, but in normal times he was the young man's superior master.

Without his permission, the young man has no chance to touch him.

In his new home, the closest the young man came to him was at the dinner table.