5 CHAPTER 03 – BLOOD

(PAUL)

_Long time no see, papi!

_Don't call me like that - I said angrily.

_Funny, that's what you wanted me to call when you got your dick stucked between my legs, miss me? Because I missed you so much, daddy..

_ You didn't change a thing, did you? You got no use - I replied.

_Neither you do! You always come back to me, always love what you tasted, right? After all, that's why you called me... for this little hole here - he said, opening his legs on the chair and penetrating himself with two fingers in his hole.

_ Enzo you're so vulgar.

_It was not that what you thought when you spoke in my ear I was yout bitch, last time you asked me to let you cum inside me, although I had not left, you forcet that inside me. pushing my face against the pillow... look, I have to admit, to whom behaves like a puritan, you are a very naughty daddy.

_I did not call you for that shit, you brat! - I scolded him.

_Oh, daddy! Si ve rico papi - he said making some girly voice – Does papi want to cum with me? Come, I do miss daddy! I do miss daddy's milk inside my butthole.

Enzo had taken the cam of your monitor and turned his chair backwards. The cam was filming him, still on chair, but it shows his back and he was doggy position, as he looked at me on the monitor. He was sticking his fingers in his ass and masturbating in a way that I could see his cocke being pushed back. I took my cock from my underwear and began to masturbate.

_ Such a bitch - I said.

_Papi, I'm yours - he answered teasing me.

_Go, you faggy, I wanna hear your moans, you perverted bastard... cry like a bitch – those words got out of my mouth without me thinking about it, while Enzo moaned and bucked.

_Do it harder inside this bitch hole ass, put four fingers, you brat! Faggot! - I teased more.

_Papi it hurts - he groaned.

_Is it hurt? Naught boy desers to be punished, tuck it stronger, you little bitch, go, do what your daddy says.

So we stayed like this for a short time, till I cum and so he did after me. I turned off the cam and the computer, in the case of he begin to be stubborn. Well, I got wash myself ... I feel dirty ...

That night I layed feeling guilty. Enzo was a model, was 25 yo, bronzed body, tall, dark brown helmet-hair, a great body. He is vulgar and lascivious, and I was the worst ... I hated him, and I'd got an affair with him. Fuck! He said he wanted to date me once before, and also wanted an open relationship to get laid with other people... with me together as well. Yes, I was really feeling dirty.

I thought he was disgusting, but I was sure it was because I projected myself into him. I was gross, I was lascivious ... I was a hypocrite. I wanted Donny, he was there for me ... He wanted to return something for me, because of the gifts I'd given to him, and I ended up pushing him away ... That sperm I wated for nothing good, I really wanted to have filled his mouth and sent him to swallow all of that, as his dinner. Damn it! I wanked again, and that time I was thinking of Donny, begging for me, for my cock, for my milk for my body on top of him.

The next day I got up late, as usual, ha. When I got out from my bedroom Donny was there, just seated on the floor, waiting for me... cute like a puppy. I thought he was going to ignore me somehow, but when he saw me he gave me good morning and kissed my bare feet. I wanted to kick him so bad I got aroused. I tried to ignore him – and that feelings – so I went to the kitchen and realized that he had made me brakfast.

I took some things to eat and brought them to the couch; turned on television, I sat down, put my feet on the table and began to eat. Donny appeared, sat beside my legs and started to massage my feet. I ignored him, that was some kind of temptation dude...

After eating I was getting sleepy, it was very relaxed. I mean, Donny was peform a great massage from my feet till my calves. I guess I took a snap for a moment and man, all of that, those tings together were very good.

My rest was interrupted by a ring from intercom... its AI was warning Enzo was there, waiting my permission to get up stairs. For a moment I got mad, because as much as I prevent some kind of people from visiting me, that brat just cross that limit, I did not like the idea of Enzo appearing the time he wanted. Even with so much hatred I let him up, I don't know why. Donny was still sitting on the floor between the couch and the TV, it looked like he knew who was Enzo and seemed to know what we had. Thinking about it... that shit scared me a lot.

_Whoa, who is this...? - Enzo asked as he entered the door.

_It dosen't mutter – I interrupt him - What do you want? Why did you come here?

_I thought we should continue from where we stopped, you know, the webcam stuff wasn't enough for me, and I know that it was not enough for you too, daddy.

_Shut the fuck up! - I said rudely.

I was furious, but at the same time very excited and horny. Enzo reads me like a book, it was really not enough, I mean, the cam stuff. And I felt no longer myself then. That sex playing changed me, that took away my melancholy and boredom... the daddy, papi and stuffs.

I stopped to think a lot and pulled Enzo into my bedroom, crossing the room without looking at Adonis. I knew he was not going to interfere, but deep inside I wanted him to come after. Upon entering my bedroom I told Enzo to close the door. I was so full of rage, because of myself, because of Enzo, because of everything. I went to the bathroom to wash my face to calm down... Ok... I want it! I decided to get into his game. Upon leaving the bathroom I pull Enzo on the bed, threw myself between his legs and began to choke him. He began to slap my face with an evil smile on his face.

_Stay quiet! - I screamed - you want it!

I pulled his shorts and shove my fingers into it, so I got a surprise: his hole was completely lubricated, and I felt an fruity aroma. At that point I stopped for a moment and so he said,

_ I had prepared for you Daddy, I want you so bad! Please fuck me till I chocke.

I did not think twice, or picked up any condom, I lowered my pants, pulled out my cock and inserted it so hard. He moaned right into my ear, knowing that it always drives me crazy. He asked for more, and moaned louder and louder. I turned him on fours and started to push harder. His ass was well too up his face turned down, but he still could look at my eyes...

He was looking at me and called sugar daddy ... It was like a charm for me. I began to beat his ass, spanking, stronger and stronger, as he groaned louder and louder. For a moment I began to imagine Adonis there at Enzo's place, which made me more aroused.

I started to feel really bad, I took my cock off Enzo's hole and got a sit on my bed. Instantly he sat on me and started to go up and down, his back was turned to me and asked for milk, asked me to cum inside him, call me Daddy, dad, papi, papa, the hell out ... I did not resist, I'd just cum inside him, and he came on his leg. So suddly felt the same disgust that she had felt the night before ...

I pushed him and he fell to the ground. So I got up abruptly and saw the door ajar, my eyes and Adonis eyes met at the same time, I could swear he was crying. On an impulse, I pulled Enzo by his hair, with his shorts and stuffs, dragged him to the main door and threw it outside. Along the way he just laughed loud ... He looked like a demon. When I turned around, Adonis was standing near the balcony looking from some distance that scene, his face was blank and expressionless. At that time I realized that I was naked, and I began to see black spots on my eyes, and so I couldn't see a thing and then I had fainted.

When I woke up I was on my bed, it was night. The sound of the television was high. I was naked, and smeling good, I mean, some kind of perfume. My hair was wet. I got up, put some clothes on, I felt hungry, so I went to get something to eat at the kitchen.

As usual, Adonis appeared magically before me, kissed my bare feet, but this time he did not say a word, did not even look at me. I could feel his sadness somehow. I went out walking to the couch and sat down. He came back and sat on the floor beside me. I put my right foot on his lap, he began to massage. Then the left. But this time not massaged my calf, and this time I did not feel sleep.

_Donny, what happened? Is anything wrong? - I asked him.

What an idiot I am, I know what happened. Endowed with an artificial intelligence, programmed to love his master, he was disappointed in me, that is had. To my surprise, he raised his head with a smile on face and closed eyes and said:

_Nothing, Paul.

_Come, get your gift and take a sit with me – I said to him.

Adonis got up, went to get his tablet, which was st my bedroom, he got back and took a dit by my side

_Show me what you've been learned – I asked him.

So Adonis started to show to me the newest websites about history, languages, education for free, anthopology and stuffs.

_Have you been learning !? - I asked, startled - Adonis just nodded without looking at me.

We stayed there, sat side by side watching TV shows sounds. Just for break silence, I asked him how long I was asleep, he answered me around twelve hours ... It was almost the entire night, whoa, I guess I passed out. I lost my entire Saturday after the Enzo incident. I felt intense disgust of myself. Enzo was disgusting, but he was by far the only person I could do things that a normal person would not allow in sex.

At that moment I began to wonder if I was getting a little bit blue and sloppy, just because I'm hiding who I am. I do not say sexuality, but sex itself. I wanted to hurt, I wanted to bite, I wanted to hit, I wanted to make my mark on someone else and so use him as my favorite toy ... And I wanted this toy to love me unconditionally. The only thing is on my reach are a robot or a distorted pervert.

I stopped thinking about these things and went to bed get some sleep without saying good night to Adonis. And so we got like this for a week, with no conversation, or words. He always going whenever the place I got, kissing my feet, massaging my back, my head, my shoulders, taking off my shoes, cutting my nails, combing my hair, loosening my tie, stuffing my things. Ok, I have to confess, we kind of exchanged some words, I mean, yes, he said good morning and good night ... Welcome back ... I asked if I wanted to eat. And I just gave orders to serve me, almost monosyllabic orders.

Until the next Friday I was getting home and he was all in his underwear, every day, the one I gave him. Then I realized I should buy some more clothes for him ... And also I never went out with him ... In fact, it's hard for me to get out of my house for any reason, you know. My routine has been so tiring that my relief has been his care now, I deserve to go out, having some fun, and he deserves either... and he gotta know streets and places with me. I felt sorry for him, even though he was a simple tin boy.

That sixth time, for the thousandth time, I went to bed without taking a shower, thinking about hang out with Donny someday. I had a lot to ask him, about his handbook, about his onslaught that day, about his reaction to Enzo. I wanted to be closer to him. Touch him, feel his scent close, rape him. His presence made me different, it brought me wishes that I had long ago tried to suppress.

When I was sleeping I felt someone touching me. For a moment I thought it was Enzo, I might be dreaming. I wanted to open my eyes, but I could not. I remembered when I dreamed about Adonis using my computer, and also in that dream I had felt someone sucking me ... For a few days I thought it might have been him for real, but the best chance was it WAS dream. But this time I did not know what it could be. I was being rocked, I mean, I was feeling my boddy shaking and so a great pleasure.

My eyes began to burn, and my cock throbbed with pleasure. I thought I might hear some noise... Voices ... One was from within me, muttering ... Another was from outside ... Moans? Cry? In an instant I began to enjoy myself and barely opened my eyes, and so I did not believe in what my very eyes were seeing: Adonis was on top of me, riding me, crying, shaking his ass on my dick, his tears wet my face, and I was, as I said, enjoying.

He noticed I woke up, and then he got silent. He rose slowly, stood beside me, and suddenly his breath stopped. I was a little sleepy, soon he disappeared from the room. I was feeling doped. That should not be real, it should be a dream. It must be a dream! I had been inside the Donny, and I had come inside him ... I do not believe he had to give, once again, the first step. I was so glad I wanted to cum again. I held my cock to it, and felt wet and hot ... What disgust, will it be sperm?

I put my hand to my nose and it has smell of salt and rust. It was blood! I got up scared, running to the bathroom to wash myself. I went into the shower, my groin was full of blood, I washed, I looked for any wound and I did not find it. Then I quickly dried myself and put a towel around me. I was confused and hyperventilated, could not be that... that blood was not mine.

When I left suite Adonis was totally scared and taking the blanket off the bed. For a moment we looked at each other with time frozen. So he quickly went to the bathroom down the hall from the apartment - I headed back. He tried to close the door, but I already had half of my body inside. I've never seen anyone so frightened in my life as Adonis was...

We do not exchange a word for a while. I pulled his shirt and turned him on his back, he tried to run away, but there was nowhere to go. I lowered my underwear and put my hand on his anus, and to my surprise, he was bleeding. It was blood ... It had to be blood ... That smell was blood.