KILLIAN MENDOZA
What was I doing with him?
That was the question my head kept repeating, he was just a normal person, so I thought and here was I spending my time with him. I swear I didn't plan this, I was going to kill him but who could ignore those looks, those emerald eyes boring into mine. This creature was divinely made, he was handsome, well built and yes I love to explore so I'll just see what he has to offer and kill him, because he can't live after seeing me.
"The choice is yours, are you living or dying today?"
His eyes lock into mine and I could see the conflicting emotions, he said he'd do whatever I wanted, I wanted him to cum on my fingers, was that too much to ask.
"I can't... I've never," he stops, probably hearing himself and understanding he was doing something wrong by explaining to me. I watch him fight himself, call himself a man and that he has it covered but we both know who has anything covered.
I watch him for some more minutes and tell myself he's not going to do it. I remove my hand from his shorts and take a step backwards. "It could have been different," I pointed the gun at him.
"No wait!" He shout but he could as well be late. However, when he closes the gap between us and claims my lips, my hand leaves the trigger. He's very much aware the gun's by his stomach but he kisses me deep, prompting me to drop the gun and kiss him back, more fierce and dangerous. He's scared and I can see it, the way his eyes open as I dominate the kiss.
He's a gentle kisser but I wasn't, I was dangerous with everything I do, kiss, fuck. I always inflict pain, I hear him groan but I don't stop the kiss, I don't give him the chance to breathe and I know he's out of breath, he wanted to kiss me and he got it. That was me, Killian Mendoza, also called Kill. I knew why people gave me that name.
When I release his lips and kiss his neck, jaw, he sucks in a good amount of air. He was gasping, groaning but I wasn't stopping anytime soon, I was going to fuck him.
"Get off! " he shouts but I don't listen to such, I grab his ass, squeezing and I hear him curse out. I'm guessing he has never been fucked by a guy, good to be the first. I stop but just to grab his hand and push the door to the room he initially wanted to enter, I notice how his eyes scan the place, as if looking for something or someone, when I turn his face to mine, I notice something in his eyes, fear, worry. What was he worried about. I claim his lips again and this time, he wants to fight, his fingers are on my chest and he pushes me but I don't move, I bite on his lips, hard, strong and he groans, his eyes pleading. I push him on the bed and climb onto it, I claim his lips again and move my hand into his pants, I grab his dick and he releases a sound, but I swallow it, eat his lips out. I rub his dick while his lips is still on mine and I see him grab the sheets, guy might not be gay but he's definitely enjoying this.
I break the kiss and pull down his shorts, his eyes are wide as he watches me, he's naked before me and is surprise but knows he can't fight me. I remove my clothes and claim his lips again, biting, sucking and licking. When I break the kiss, I immediately turn him over.
"No, no stop!" He shouts but I wasn't listening, I don't listen to pleas when I'm fucking. I take both his hands in mine and lean close to his ears, biting and sucking. "I'm going in, handsome." I don't wait for his reply, I don't need it. I go in with a brutal force and he shouts, I know it hurts, it's supposed to on the first time. I pull out and push inside him and his ass clenches around my dick, I love the way it welcomes me, I inch deeper until I'm fully in and I pull out, not giving him time to breathe, I enter again. He doesn't shout this time, but buries his face in the sheet while I fuck him hard.
This guy was amazing, fucking him felt divine, I had never felt so good while fucking anyone, I didn't want to stop, so I didn't. As I released inside him, I go in again, the sound of my cum filling the room and providing me exactly the friction I needed. This is insane, if I don't stop I might hurt him more than I already have. So I release inside him one last time and pull out. I turn him around and that's when I see he's cum on the sheets, his eyes are shut and I can see tears at the corners, I hurt him. I shouldn't have but I couldn't control myself, he felt so good, more than any pussy or holes I've ever taken.
"You okay?" I ask and that's when his eyes open and a tear flow down. He inhales deeply and cleans them before seating up.
"I'm fine," he say and I'm surprised he's voice comes out strong despite the pain he might be going through.
"Good, cause we have someone to meet."