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"Hah, beautiful movie!", Kaveh hummed to himself, after he had bid farewell to Cyno and Tighnari. The three had been out watching the Barbie movie and the blonde was still wearing his cute, completely pink outfit with booty shorts, a cropped, sleeveless dress shirt, golden creoles and a pair of shoes with two inch heels.
"Maybe I should've brought a jacket…", Kaveh muttered, rubbing his arms, as a cold wind blew against his bare skin, the outfit doing little to prevent it.
His red eyes suddenly fell on a gap between two familiar-looking buildings.
Right, wasn't there a shortcut to his aka his colleague's house that way?
Whether there was one or not, driven by the desire to get a firm wall between himself and the harsh wind in order not to get a cold.
A smile tugged at Kaveh's lips, when some of the facades indeed looked like those of the neighboring buildings. Happy that he was on the right way, he hurried up a little, the clicking of his heels sounding like a deafening drum banging in the silence of the night.
But just as quickly as the smile and enthusiasm of the blonde came, they disappeared in thin air, when he entered a small space, completely enclosed by tall, gray buildings and lit by only a small, pathetically flickering street lamp. Only one way led in and out of it and unfortunately it was the one Kaveh had come through.
He frowned, certain that he had taken the correct route. Looking back, all that greeted him was the darkness of the alley. With a frustrated huff, he stepped into the space, closer to the lantern and pulled out his phone to check the maps app. As he turned around on his heels to lean against the wall, a tall silhouette flashed across the edge of his vision.
Kaveh's eyes flicked up with mild concern and shock, only for it to turn out to be a gray-haired man, dressed in a white shirt, a dark jacket and gray pants. His teal-green and orange eyes met his, as he took a drag of his cigarette and turned slightly towards him.
"Probably watched Oppenheimer just now…", the blonde thought to himself, as he swiped through his carefully arranged home screens to find the maps app.
The unbearable feeling of being watched made Kaveh look up again, the stranger had come closer, staring at him like he was some delicious snack.
"Sir?", the blonde asked, growing increasingly more uncomfortable, especially when the other started coming closer. "Sir, do you need something?"
"Yes…", the gray-haired man hummed, shamelessly invading Kaveh's personal space and brushing away his phone. Towering above him, he blew a cloud of smoke into Kaveh's face, before reaching out to stroke the blonde's chin with his thick fingers.
"Well- G-Get away from me first!" Ignoring the heat that pooled in his lower abdomen from the stranger's piercing gaze, he tried to slip away from the suffocating smoke and the creepy stranger it came from. "Ah-!" Kaveh gasped, clenching his legs together, when the hand at his face suddenly wrapped itself around his biceps and dragged him back between the wall and the gray-haired man.
"Pretty babygirl", he noted, holding Kaveh in place with one hand, as he took the cigarette out of his mouth and pushed his muscular thigh between the blonde's legs.
"Mghh! S-Sir, let go!" Kaveh squirmed a little, the thigh rubbing against his crotch between his legs causing the little resolve he had to crumble from the pleasure sparks the touch sent through his body. He nonetheless reached up though, gripping the stranger's thick wrist with both of his hands and pushed against it as hard as he possibly could with a phone in one hand.
"Tch." Unimpressed by his attempt, the man briefly put the cigarette back between his teeth and caught both of the blonde's wrist with one hand.
A phone fell to the ground and a fearful yell echoed through the alley, followed by a quiet whimper as the man pressed his thigh harder against Kaveh's crotch.
The blonde shivered, arousal surging through his body, as his hands were brought up above his head, leaving him completely at the mercy of the gray-haired man. "Wh-Who are you…? D-Don't-!" He whisper-shouted, as he saw the stranger take the cigarette again and dispose of some of its hot ashes on Kaveh's flat stomach, drawing a hitched gasp out of him.
"Call me Al-Haitham", the man spoke dryly, teal-green eyes shining with lust and his thin lips curling into a cruelly amused smile, as he brought the burning cigarette to the blonde's lower stomach. "And don't tell me what to do." With that, he pressed the burning tip harshly against the unblemished skin.
"Hhhh- Nghhh~!" Kaveh squealed, throwing his head back at the sharp, burning pain that shot through his lower abdomen. Trying to wiggle away was useless, behind him was the wall and below him was the thick thigh that prevented him from moving his legs away. "N-No-!"
"Does the babygirl not want to be an ashtray?", Al-Haitham mocked him with a condescending grin, as he nudged his thigh up to rub it against the growing bulge in the tight booty shorts. When Kaveh shook his head with a pleasured whimper, he scoffed: "Then you shouldn't have gone out dressed like a common slut." He pulled the cigarette away, leaving a burn mark behind, only to press it to a different spot on Kaveh's stomach.
"P-Please stop!", the blonde wailed, a moan mixed into his plea, as he rutted his clothed erection against the man's thigh. His wrists were aching from the crushing grip that had them restrained above his head. "It hurts-!"
"How sweet~", the gray-haired creep purred, as he dragged the burning drug stick over Kaveh's sensitive stomach.
Flexing his abs and closing his eyes from the stinging pain, the blonde sucked in a sharp breath, as he felt letters being written out:
FREE USE
A scoff came from above him and Kaveh opened his eyes to see Al-Haitham throw what was left of the cigarette to the ground. Following his piercing gaze to his stomach, he saw that the letters were actually visible, faint, light burn marks forming the three words on his skin.
Letting go of the blonde's wrists he had nearly crushed into pieces, Al-Haitham's hands wandered to Kaveh's hips, stroking and grabbing the soft flesh.
"Sir, just stop! Stop touching me-!", Kaveh yelled out semi-loudly, putting his palms against the taller man's broad chest to push him away.
"Tch." With only a belittling click of the tongue as a comment, Al-Haitham jerked his thigh up, rubbing harder against Kaveh's straining cock. Unbothered at all by the fingers digging into his firm pecs, he let his hands squeeze the small waist of the other, before wandering up further.
"Ah-! Hey, you can't just- Mpfgghhh-!" Kaveh's protest at his pink cropped dress shirt being torn off of his body was silenced by rough lips pressing themselves against his. The disgusting taste of smoke spread in his mouth, when Al-Haitham forced his tongue into it, all the while pulling Kaveh closer until he could feel his bulge rubbing against the other's much larger one. A pair of large, greedy hands ran over his exposed back, exploring every inch of skin thoroughly.
Al-Haitham's breathing was growing quicker and losing its steadiness, as he groped the blonde's round ass and pressed his much smaller body to his own. Kaveh wanted to close his eyes, all just to not have to look at the gray-haired man's lust-filled face, while he groped and harassed him.
Suddenly the tongue in his mouth retreated, leaving a smoky aftertaste. Kaveh gasped and shuddered, but that was about all he could do, before the thigh between his legs retreated and he was grasped by the waist to be shoved against the wall.
"My, what a fine ass this babygirl has…", Al-Haitham grunted approvingly, as he rubbed his bulge against the still-clothed crack of Kaveh's ass. He briefly pulled away and the rustling of a belt and trousers could be heard, before a hand gingerly grasped the waistband of the blonde's booty shorts.
"Leave it, perv!", Kaveh hissed, reaching back to smack the hand away, only to yelp out in pain when his wrist was caught in the man's iron grip. The other one, with which Kaveh had been supporting himself at the wall, was snatched just as swiftly and the sound of a metal buckle clinking behind him was heard, before his wrists were bound together tightly behind his back.
"Shut up, babygirl." Al-Haitham responded with a harsh slap to Kaveh's clothed ass, then reached around to undo the booty shorts and pull them down, followed swiftly by the fitting, pink piece of underwear.
With a whine, Kaveh watched his cock spring out, fully erect with a blushing tip and pre-cum leaking out of it like a broken faucet. He was pushed closer to the wall, forcing him to arch his back and rub his sensitive nipples against the rough concrete.
"Cute pussy, babygirl", Al-Haitham commented, lust traced into his voice, as his thick fingers prodded at the tight, unprepared hole of the smaller man.
"Fuck off…" Kaveh hissed quietly, grimacing in disgust when he heard the man spit on his asshole. He shook his ass around in an attempt to shake the saliva off, but suddenly, two wet fingers were shoved into his hole with no regard for the blonde's wellbeing. Howling out in pain, he dug his nails into his palms. His bare legs were shaking, when the ruthless fingers inside of him twisted and turned around as they pleased, forcefully spreading his hole.
"Quiet!" Al-Haitham growled menacingly, letting his free hand deliver an ear-ringing slap to one of Kaveh's ass cheeks.
"Ahhh-! S-Stop, it hurts!", the smaller man wailed, when a third finger was forced in far too early, making the burning stretch even more painful.
"I said quiet!" Spanking him once more, the gray-haired man dug his fingers into the other's scalp, fisting a bunch of the pretty blonde hair and shoved Kaveh's face into the wall.
"Mghhh-!" The cold concrete stung as it scraped against his cheek and forehead, but it far paled in comparison to Al-Haitham's fingers in his ass. Tears welled in his eyes and ran down his powdered cheek, as the thick digits pushed in further and further, ignoring every resistance they encountered.
A well-aimed jab to his prostate made Kaveh jolt and moan with a cry, the pleasure momentarily overriding the pain. Arching his back to chase the addictive sensation, he gasped and watched how even more pre-cum leaked out of his rock-hard dick.
Suddenly, just as the blonde was about to enjoy the rough fingering, the fingers were yanked out of him and Al-Haitham wiped them clean on Kaveh's milky thigh. He shivered in fear and anticipation, as he listened to the sound of a zipper being pulled down and pants being opened behind him.
A whimper of arousal went past his lips, when the fat, blunt tip of a large cock was nudged against his aching hole. "S-Sir, please don't-! I-It won't fit-!" Kaveh pleaded, as he felt precum being smeared around his ass crack.
"Tch. And is that my problem?", Al-Haitham dismissed the question condescendingly.
Kaveh's whine turned into a pained scream, when the large tip was forced past his tight rim, stretching him even further than those three fingers ever could have. "Owww, ahh!"
"See? It fits", the gray-haired man noted, as he dug his fingers into the other's hips and slammed the rest of his impressive length in with a powerful thrust.
"Ghhaaa-!" Choking on his own spit, Kaveh nearly felt himself black out from the painful intrusion. Al-Haitham's size reached even deeper and stretched him further than he had originally thought.
"Tight and warm, just how I like it…~"
Kaveh could feel the man's grin behind him, as he began to thrust slowly, the little amount of spit not yet allowing a fast pace.
"Ow, ow, ow…!" The blonde whined, searing pain shooting through his body from the slow, yet rough thrusts, each of them slamming him further against the wall. Mind-numbing pleasure from his prostate being stimulated by the veiny cock was mixed into it, creating a heavenly sensation that nearly made Kaveh cum instantly.
Only the brief pause Al-Haitham made to spit on his own dick and Kaveh's asshole for additional lubrication prevented that.
As soon as the saliva was spread inside the blonde sufficiently, he immediately picked up the pace, punching pleasured mewls and pleas out of Kaveh.
"Oh~! Hahhh-!", Kaveh moaned, arching his back and trying to move his hips against the strong hands that were holding them.
"Shaking your ass at me now, hm babygirl?", Al-Haitham noted, withdrawing with one hand to spank him. "What a whore."
"Nghhh-! N-Not a whore…!", the blonde whined, although he couldn't help but shudder at the slap and the insult. He instinctively spread his legs further, wailing in delight, when Al-Haitham rammed his dick into him even more roughly. His firm pelvis slapping against Kaveh's bubbly ass caused a loud, wet smack to ring through the alley with every thrust.
"Liar. Your little hole betrays you, babygirl", Al-Haitham cooed, pointing out the way Kaveh's ass had tightened around his cock.
"Mnn… N-No…", the smaller man whimpered, feeling the thick fingers of Al-Haitham trace his collarbones and then wander up to his adam's apple. His breathing sped up and he briefly drowned out the pleasurable way his ass was being demolished, as those digits slowly and menacingly wrapped themselves around his throat. "Hhhh- Nghhhh!"
Whimpering and trying to wiggle away from the hand, Kaveh was left trembling and futilely struggling against the hand squeezing his windpipe shut. His tongue fell out of his open mouth and his eyes rolled back, the lack of oxygen quickly turning him light-headed.
Kaveh went slack, not even registering the exact words Al-Haitham uttered condescendingly. All he felt was the firm hand at his throat and the giant cock drilling into his poor hole.
Suddenly the grip on his neck loosened and he let out a choked gasp, as the angle of the man's thrusts suddenly changed to drive the blunt tip right into his prostate. "Ahhh~!" Kaveh moaned whorishly, the unexpected stimulation driving him over the edge as soon as Al-Haitham started choking him again.
The blonde faintly registered how his lower abdomen shook and his cock spurted several strings of white cum onto the wall in front of him, while all he saw was stars.
"Hahhh, ahhh…!" He weakly slumped against the wall, ass and hips only held in place by Al-Haitham who continued to vigorously fuck him.
"What a mesmerizing squirter you are, babygirl~", the gray-haired man groaned, slamming his cock into Kaveh all the way to the base, before cumming inside of him.
"Nghhh…~" Kaveh shuddered, when he felt himself being filled up with all the liquid. His hands clenched and unclenched repeatedly, as he wiggled around a bit, hoping to get into a more comfortable position. His partner leaning onto him with all of the weight of his thick muscles certainly didn't contribute to making it easier. "Haitham… Setekh Wenu."
"Mm…" Upon hearing the safeword, Al-Haitham lazily shifted behind him, but complied, pulling his softening cock out of the hole he had just destroyed and filled up.
Kaveh felt the belt around his wrists being undone and he sighed, shaking his sore hands, as he stood up straight.
"Are you okay?" Concern was laced into Al-Haitham's voice, as the gray-haired man picked up the cropped dress-shirt he had pulled off of his boyfriend and offered him a tissue.
"I am, don't worry about me." Kaveh smiled exhaustedly, but contentedly, as he simply turned around and presented his behind to be cleaned. "Just tired. Didn't expect you to go so hard on me…"
"My apologies." Al-Haitham began cleaning his butthole of his cum. "I just assumed that since you specifically told me to put everything I have into it-"
Kaveh laughed merrily, wiggling his butt around a bit to watch the taller man blush and struggle to follow the trail of dripping cum he wanted to wipe off. "Don't think too much of it, Haitham!~ I just didn't know you could go that roughly." Once Al-Haitham was done cleaning, Kaveh pulled the booty shorts and his underwear back up, before picking up his dropped phone and snuggling up against his boyfriend's muscular torso. "We should do it again though, I loved it!"
"If you wish to, of course." After exchanging sweet kisses, Al-Haitham gently picked him up bridal-style, gazing lovingly at his partner with a fond smile. "Ready to go home?"
"Absolutely. Before someone comes by and thinks you actually raped me." Kaveh leaned back, letting himself be carried out of the alley and back home.