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Chapter 22
by richardcurrently
Sorry Simon
A choice was made
By the time he locked the front door, Percy was already waiting by the rideshare. As they got in, Percy passed a hundred-dollar bill to the driver “Eyes front, get us there fast, and not a word.” A grunt came from the driver’s seat as Percy fished his limp cock out. Oliver dove for it, resuming what he’d started back in the bar. Percy pulled out his phone and began sending a flurry of texts, presumably getting the promised crowd of friends.
Oliver was careful not to push too far with his oral treat, moving slowly and sensually as he could with the awkward angle. Percy’s erection grew to full hardness in his mouth, and Oliver swirled his tongue over the top to collect the leaking pre. Percy’s hand rested on Oliver’s head; his fingers entwined in the loosening bun to occasionally apply downward pressure. They rode in silence, the only sound in the car the soft sucking of a cock.
After a while the driver pulled up in front of a brick townhouse. Percy crammed his hardness back into his pants and unlocked the door as the rideshare sped off into the night. Entering the home revealed a fastidiously cleaned and lavishly furnished home. The rugs probably cost more than Oliver’s monthly rent times three.
“Welcome to my humble abode, I’ll get us something to drink while we wait for the rest to join us.” Percy returned promptly with a pair of unadorned black boxes and set them on the coffee table, and then turned to pull a pair of hard seltzers from the hidden mini fridge. Oliver accepted the drink and shot a curious glance at the boxes.
Percy opened the first box, the smaller of the two, revealing a cornucopia of vials and baggies. Pulling out a small bag of white powder Percy looked to Oliver “Molly, coke, Viagra, whatever your little heart desires Oliver.” Percy opened the second, much larger box. Oliver’s eyes fixed on the assortment of toys, lube, handcuffs, and miscellaneous naughty paraphernalia it contained.
The tall blond man stood imposingly over the scene. Oliver felt like a piece of meat under his gaze, a toy to be used and tossed aside. Percy popped a Viagra and began to cut up a few lines of the coke. Oliver hesitantly reached for the Viagra, and as Percy smiled encouragingly, took one of the little blue diamonds. The doorbell rang and Percy shot Oliver a predatory grin “c’mon Oliver, let’s have a warm welcome.”
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We all go a little mad sometimes
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Updated on Apr 18, 2024
by richardcurrently
Created on Apr 18, 2024
by richardcurrently
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