Invading Privacy
Rated: R
Warning: Extreme slash and bondage, does contain spoilers and bad language
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody.
Invading Privacy
############### Dorian's POV ################
Apparently Quartermain had found out M was the bad guy. Shit, I was never going to get my picture back. Damn, damn, damn. Oh well, at least I still had Tom to fuck the hell out of. Where was he anyway?
Tom was practicing his shooting on deck again. That stuffy old Quartermain was giving him a lesson again. I walked over to the other side and lit up a cigarette. I think the Quartermain wanted to stick his 'gun' into Tom. Let him try.
"You're getting better, boy. Just take your time," he said.
I never understood this whole gun thing myself.
"Just keep practicing," he said, walking toward the door.
"Allan," I said.
"Gray," he replied.
I made my way over to Tom and whispered into his ear,
"I do believe the old man wants to violate you."
"That's disgusting, Dorian," he replied.
"Like you haven't fantasized about him sticking his dick up your ass," I said.
"Shut up, Dorian."
I pressed myself up against him and he moaned a bit.
"Ready for another round?" I asked.
I drug him into my room and threw him onto my bed. I tied his hands behind his back and fucked him so hard. It probably took every ounce of strength that Tom had in him, not to scream.
"So, do you think Quartermain is as good as me?" I asked.
"I highly doubt it," Tom replied.
"Want to find out?"