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Beloved by film and art aficionados and fans of neo-noir cinema, Mulholland Drive is one of the most important and enigmatic films of recent years. It occupies a central and controversial position in the work of its director, David Lynch, who won the best director award at the 2001 Cannes Film Festival for the movie. Mulholland Drive…
You aren't supposed to want to be drilled through the floor by your best friend's father. You definitely aren't supposed to want it if he's married, the owner of your college, and the richest man in town. However, the details of wrong and right get a little fuzzy when he lures you to a fetish club in the middle of the night...
At a Christmas party for his small college, sprinter and new student Alex Cross meets and instantly falls for the incredibly handsome and stunningly virile Damian Lancaster. The very same Mr. Lancaster who both owns and presides over the private school as president. Alex is painfully aware of the difference in their social statuses and he convinces himself that there is no way this man, who is old enough to be his father and apparently happily married, could ever want to have a relationship with him.
Damian is of another mind. He's enchanted by the sweet naivety of the younger man and connives to have Alex all to himself. While he is well-versed in one night stands and other such brief interludes within the local fetish community, he has never tried to take on a boy for his very own. Alex is only too willing to be his slave and it isn't long before Damian has the young man beneath him and the two of them begin a torrid affair.
WARNING: This story contains descriptions of graphic gay (m/m) sex. It also contains an uneven power dynamic, descriptions of lengthy blowjobs, bondage, and attractive older men corrupting and using innocent college students who so totally want it.
Damian's hand closed tight around his dick and Alex actually yelped in both surprise and deep enjoyment. It seemed absolutely impossible that the President of his college would have his hand down his pants and be providing him with a really well executed hand-job but it was happening. "Well two can play at that game," Alex thought through a wicked haze of please. There was absolutely no way he was going to let Damian have all the fun.
It was a failure before he even started, he was awkward in the cuffs and as he tried to dip his hands down between them to fumble at the zipper on the other's jeans, Damian batted him away.He made a sound of indignant protest and tried again but was still repelled. Alex glanced at the older man and saw that his eyes were dancing with humor. He thrust up into that tight grip, unable to stop himself but still managed to exclaim, "you have to let me touch you!" in a tone of voice that came out as much more of a petulant whine than he had intended.
Laughing cruelly and clearly enjoying tormenting the younger man, Damian pulled himself up off of the slender form beneath him and sat up, his back pressed against the couch. "If you're so desperate boy, get down on your knees in front of me."
Alex was entranced by the sight of the huge cock as it pressed firmly against the fabric, tight enough that he could see the swell of the head. Without realizing it, he leaned forward to get a closer look, his own erection throbbing painfully in response. His lips felt strange and his mouth empty and he knew that he had to wrap his lips around that cock or he was going to go crazy waiting.
"Please can I have it?" Alex asked hopefully.
Damian simply considered him for several long moments, his own large hands massaging the obvious bulge through his jeans, his eyes dark with desire. Yet when he spoke, his voice was hard "that was a pathetic attempt at begging, boy. You can do better than that."
Alex looked up into the steely gaze and swallowed convulsively. He thought before carefully framing his words, "Please can I suck your cock? I need it in my mouth right now. You can do whatever you want, use me however you want just let me have your cock." He looked beseechingly at Damian but the man didn't appear swayed. "Please, Master!"