#menwithpurpose

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

Brando was already playing a dangerous game. Michael Myers wasn’t one to typically be toyed with - anyone who laid a finger on him was usually dead before they could even think to reach for the zipper of his boiler suit. Maybe his overconfidence came from the knowledge that Michael wouldn’t dare hurt him. But in a position like this, constantly poking a creature who already struggled with his self control, it could prove to be a deadly one for poor Brando. 

Michael’s body trembled against the decrepit mattress that was rotting in what used to be his parents’ bedroom with every moment. Brando must have known how loud this little game of his could get, hence why he didn’t opt to do this back at home. Because for someone as quiet as Michael typically was, the man was a panting, grunting, moaning mess. His lover’s hand moved expertly over the length of his cock, the source of the waves of pleasure rippling through his body. 

Each peak brought him closer to the edge, and just as he felt himself ready to tip over, Brando’s hand stilled against his throbbing shaft, forcing his body down into yet another torturous valley. 

“—unngh!”

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"C-Cliff... Please..." Callum could hear his own voice shaking, could hear the pleading tone resounding around him while leaving him uncertain of what exactly it was he was begging the older man for. To stop? To slow down? Or to keep doing exactly what he was doing, push it further? The boy knew it was messed up that he wasn't even sure what it was he was begging for, but on the other hand, it didn't truly make a difference. Cliff had no obligation or incentive to do anything other than what he damn well pleased. After all, he had never seemed to care much about Callum's needs back when he was dating his mother - and ever since the other's fateful, unexpected return, things had gotten all the more fucked up. Cliff literally owned him, he was the other's to use and while Callum was glad his mother had been spared that ordeal, he certainly had never been prepared to find himself in this situation.

Nonetheless, it couldn't be denied that the young man's body was reacting with arousal to Cliff's thrusts, his knees shaking not just from the physical effort of the positin but from lust as well, Callum's dick swinging and dripping precum as he reached back to hold onto the older male's frame. The brunette's expression was as conflicted as his own emotions, lost somewhere between flushed, overwhelmed with lust, and uncertain at the dynamic between them that was still so very fresh to the boy.