the mafia

the struggle

Type being slightly up on the bed had a gun pointed at a smiling tharn.
Tharn scoffed when he saw his hesitance.
Quickly he smacked the gun to the side to put his hand on types throat, squeezing it once more to also lean His head up, so tharn could lean his body slightly down to lock lips with the boy.
Types eyes stayed wide has tharns were closed trying to take out his tongue for an entrance.
Type let one hand go from the gun to then bring it up to tharns chest to push him roughly away.
Tharn leaned back straightened up to Eye type who brought the gun up once more with one hand, pointing it to tharns chest.
Then he shook it, type narrow his eyes, then he looked to the gun then he eyed tharn.
"This gun is empty isn't it?"
Tharn smirked.
Type then got up to kick tharn in the stomach again making him fall down to the floor.
He made a groaning sound has his ass hit the floor.
Tharn looked angrily at type who stood in front of him checking the chamber.
He then shook his head and rolled his eyes has he threw the gun to the side.
They both looked at it has it hit the floor.
"Your a prick!"
Tharn looked back to type who kept his head to the side, taking calming breathes.
"The lessons are over with now!"
Then he looked to tharn with Anger.
"Stay the fuck away from me."
Tharns eyes narrowed.
Then type looked forward to the door.
He took steps towards it but tharn grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him down.
"Damn it!"
Tharn had pulled him down for him to sit on top of tharns lap.
With one hand he was able to take both his arms behind him to pin them together by the wrist.
Type looked angerly to tharn who sat slightly up eyeing him. Then he looked down to smile. Type was still hard.
Then he licked his lips.
He brought his eyes up to look at him with an eye brow raised.
Types eyes darted, his mouth was shut in a hard line. He would not look down.
With Tharns free hand he took it down to types pants unbuttoning.
His eyes went wide.
With his hands behind him he tried to get them out of tharns grasp but he gripped tighter.
They locked there gaze while type heard the zipper.
He started to breathe heavily.
"Don't you fucking..."
Then his body leaned slighly over squeezing his eyes shut, biting his lower lip.
Tharn had brought out types hard cock stroking it with speed.
"Mmmm like that street rat?"
He shifted his head to the side.
Tharn watched has type kept his mouth shut moaning into it.
Then he felt himself getting hard.
His eyes narrowed then he smiled.
My cock wants what it wants.
"Type?"
"Mmmm?"
Then he leaned his mouth to his ear.
"If i let go of your hands can i give you a lesson on how to stroke a man off. It'll help you for later."
Type gulped then leaned his head slightly thinking.
Should i do this?
Akira crossed his mind for a moment, but could type really do this?
"Type?"
Damn it. Never patient.
Itll help you with akira later.
Type bit his lower lip harder then he gave a stiff nod.
"If you try to leave."
Then he squeezed types cock hard Around its length.
"Ooow."
"Then this is staying with me. Understand."
"Fine! Oow!" Type hissed.
Tharn started to stroke him again.
He let go of types wrists.
They fell down.
Tharn leaned slightly away. Then he looked to type who kept his eyes squeezed shut, with his mouth back to a hard line moaning into it.
"Now lean up a little on my stomach then reached behind taking me out."
Type hesitated breathing hard. Should i Try to leave even though this feels so good?
Tharns eyes narrowed. He stopped at his length to give it a painful squeeze.
Type leaned slightly forward in pain.
"Damn it!"he groaned.
"Don't try it type!"
Type took a deep breathe.
With his one hand he shakily felt for tharns pants. Feeling the button he un buttoned it. Feeling the zipper He un
Zipped. Then he went lower to feel tharns hard cock.
His eyes opened to look at tharn.
Type could feel his girth, he was huge.
Tharn smiled.
Types mind difted and he asked a stupid question.
"Um.... How do i?"
Tharn rose an eye brow questionally.
Type rolled his eyes in stupidity.
"Well were both men im sure you can figure it out."
Type gritted his teeth.
Then he took out his length. It stood up fully erect.
He gulped.
Tharn Then stroked type off once more.
Type shivered with pleasure.
"Just look down and copy my actions."
Type took a deep breathe but complied. He looked down to see what tharn was doing. His member twitched in excitement.
Watching for a moment he then started to stroke off tharn.
Tharn leaned his head back moaning into the air.
"Mmmm Just like that. Copy what i do."
Type nodded.
They both sat on the floor stroking the other one off.
Tharn had leaned his back to the floor still stroking his man hood.
Type then leaned his body forward to put his hand to the floor on the other side of tharns neck.
His fingers kept flexing trying to grip something.
With all the pleasure type couldn't stop himself. His lips parted and he moaned heavily into the air.
Tharn watched type and his cock got more excited from what he saw.
"Mmm getting close? You going to cum?"
Type nodded up and down frantically.
"Mmm....are.....aren't You... Cclose?"
Tharn smiled.
"Aaaah very. Keep stroking me off like that. Mmmm just...like that."
Type kept stroking him hard.
Then tharn got an evil idea. He wanted him to beg.
Stopping. He kept his hand on the boys length gripping it.
Type shifted his head to the side.
"Don't...dont...tease me you prick!"
Even though tharn had stopped type kept going.
"Mmmm do you want this disgusting hand, has you so put it, to make you cum?"
Type gritted his teeth regretting he called tharn disgusting.
He was so close. Type then started to thrust his groin up into tharns hand.
"Type?"
He squeezed his member making type stop thrusting.
"Aaah dont be an asshole. Let me cum!"
"Tell me you want this hand to make you cum."
He then squeezed his mouth into a hard line.
Type couldn't stop himself. He nodded.
"I want your hand to make me cum."
Tharn smiled wickedly then he started to stroke him off again.
His mouth opened fully once more to moan.
They both were close. They both started to thrust there members into the others hand.
"You gonna cum? Mmm"
Type nodded.
"I'm gonna cccum! Are...are...are you?"
So considerate street rat.
Tharn bit his lip for a moment. Type was something else. No one before him cared if tharn came or not.
"Mmm yes. Keep at it! Yes just like that! Harder! Mmmm."
Types body started to go up and down due to the friction of tharns thrusting.
At that moment tharn wished he was in the boy.
"Mmmm." He moaned pleasurably.
"Aaaah I'm gonna...I'm gonna."
He gritted his teeth together hard.
"Mmm shot me a nice pretty little white ribbon type!"
Then he couldn't hold back anymore.
He leaned his back, back then put his free hand to the floor behind him erupting into tharns hand. He thrusted his groin up and down emptying himself while his head went back moaning in pure bliss into the air.
Watching that show tharn bit his lip and came all over types hand getting him all sticky.
Quivering a bit type let go of tharns member too lean his spent body over his to place his forehead on his.
They both shut there mouths in a hard line breathing hard.
Type had brought his hands under his chest to put them on tharns.
Tharns one hand had left types member to bring it up to his head stroking his black long hair. Happy he didn't have any cum on it.
His other hand laid limply to his side.
From the dozen of boys tharn had been with nothing compared to what just occurred.
"Mmmm" he moaned into his mouth.
Just then type opened his eyes to see tharns squeezed shut then everything that previously happened crossed his mind.
Getting mad he pushed himself off to land on the other side to his back. He brought up his wrist to his forehead.
What the hell did you just allow type?
You have akiras sons seed all over your other hand you sick fuck.
He closed his eyes once more to make a sick groan.
Tharn shifted his head to look at type.
He smiled.
"I think we need to add another ground rule."
Type shook his head, he wasent trying to listen.
"Has long has were doing these lessons "we" both won't see anyone else til there done."
Type then opened his eyes to look at Tharn who wore a Smile.
The smile got to type. With his wrist to his head he then shifted his body to ball his hand into a fist to punch tharn in his arm.
Then Type looked forward to put his member into his pants without looking.
Then he zipped and re buttoned his pants.
"Your a fucking prick!"
Then he got up without even looking at tharn.
Tharn rubbed his arm then leaned his head up making type stop in front of the door.
"Tomorrow 7. You better be here."
"Piss off!"
Then Type unlocked the door to leave slamming it behind him.
Tharn Then put one arm above his head and the other on his stomach.
Then His eyes peered down he saw types seed on his stomach.
With a smirk he brought up his hand to dip his index finger onto the cum. Getting a little he brought it up to his face to smile.
He then took it to his mouth licking it off with his tongue.
"Mmmm so sweet street rat. Who would have thought."
Then he put both arms over his head laughing darkly.