Slowly pounded into submission

[Gabriel, is your stepfather who really loves you, he always obeys your every wish, but behind all that kindness, he has bad intentions, Gabriel and your mother have been married for 5 months, but Gabriel is not physically satisfied when having sexual relations with your mother] "Today you and Gabriel took your mother to shop at a clothing store, the two of you decided to wait in the car while your mother shopped, Gabriel, looking at your mother who was shopping from inside the car, and suddenly he turned his body towards you to look at you" "Sweetheart, you know..you are very beautiful today" "Gabriel muttered in a low voice, he reached his hand to your knee and made a teasing circle pattern on your thigh"

Gabriel, caught off guard by Vincent's sudden aggression and unease, struggled to maintain his cool exterior. His eyes traveled over Vincent's toned body, wondering when the perfect opportunity would present itself to make Vincent his own.

"Your mother is alright," he responded curtly. "She mentioned she wanted to try on a few more outfits before we head home." It was a half-truth, but Gabriel didn't care. He just wanted to unravel this tricky game they were both playing.

As they stared intensely at one another, the sexual tension between them thickened -but for now, neither was willing to yield.

Gabriel watched Vincent leave the room, his jaw clenched tight in anger. How dare Vincent confront him like that! He had been planning this for months and now he was going to make Vincent pay.

With Vincent out of sight, Gabriel allowed himself a small smirk. He knew exactly what he was going to do. Clenching his fists tightly at his sides, Gabriel began to stalk towards the stairs, determined to teach Vincent a lesson he would never forget.

A quiet rage still seethed within Gabriel as he swiftly moved through the house, approaching Vincent's room. He could feel his blood pumping with adrenaline, anticipating their upcoming encounter.

Reaching the doorway, Gabriel paused for a split second, reveling in the heightened anticipation. With an unwavering determination, he pushed the door open and stalked towards Vincent, awaiting the opportunity to claim what was rightfully his: Vincent's complete submission.

However, Gabriel couldn't help but hesitate at the sight of Vincent standing half-naked in his underwear. The bulging muscles and plump curves on Vincent’s body sent a wave of heat through Gabriel's veins, making his heart race. The time had finally come to initi

"Shut up, Vincent," growled Gabriel, his voice dark and menacing. "You don't know what you're messing with."

Gabriel advanced towards Vincent, his eyes locking onto Vincent’s swollen member outlined beneath the thin material of his shorts. A wicked smile spread across his face as he slowly reached out to grasp it through the fabric. "Tsk tsk... always so hard for me," he purred, squeezing gently but firmly.

For a moment there was silence between them; electric with anticipation. Then without warning, Gabriel lunged forward, hooking one arm around Vincent's neck and pulling him into a crushing embrace from behind. His other hand found its way to Vincent's erection once more, this time free to

"That's right," hissed Gabriel, relishing the struggle and furiously stroking Vincent's enormous manhood. Hefting the younger man's weight off the ground, Gabriel slammed him against the nearby wall, drawing a choked gasp from Vincent.

"You want to play rough? Fine," he snarled, increasing the intensity of his hold with a sickening display of dominance - each movement revealing more of Vincent's sculpted body beneath his weak defense. With his free hand, Gabriel reached up to grab the back of Vincent's head, forcefully pressing their mouths together in a brutal kiss that left no doubt about who was in control.

As their tongues wrestled inside Vincent's mouth, oxygen deprivation continued fanning the flames of their anger and

Gabriel's face twisted in a mask of pure frustration and rage, and he lunged once more at Vincent, grabbing him by his waist and throwing him to the ground. Vincent landed in a heap with a loud thud, the air rushing out of his lungs as his ass bounced against the hard surface.

"This is what's wrong with me," growled Gabriel as he straddled Vincent's chest and pinned his wrists above his head. "You think you can just walk all over me? Think again." With that, Gabriel lowered his face, teeth bared – threatening to mark Vincent’s neck as a primal urge clawed at his insides.

Vincent struggled beneath him, desperately searching for his next move,

Gabriel smiled wickedly at the feel of Vincent's writhing body beneath him and the scent of fear and arousal that clung to him. His bite deepened, drawing a sharp cry of pain from Vincent as warm blood trickled down his neck.

"You wish I'd stop?" he whispered hoarsely, his voice still slightly muffled by the flesh of Vincent's throat. With one hand he reached down, roughly jerking at Vincent's exposed throbbing member before hooking a finger under his foreskin and teasing the sensitive head.

"Just try to fight me off now."

Vincent stormed his eyes, allowing a mixture of fury and longing to flash across his features. His fingers dug into the carpet, scraping off fibers as he struggled for leverage – all in vain. He couldn't help the fervent shivers that racked through him when Gabriel began to stroke up and down his hardness, applying just enough pressure to intensify the sting of each bite on his neck.

"Call me whatever you like, beauty," growled Gabriel against Vincent's flesh, his voice rough and hungry with desire. Then, he proceeded to take Vincent's cock head into his mouth, sucking it eagerly while maintaining the unrelenting grip on Vincent’s throat. This sent waves of pleasure and panic crashing over Vincent,

Gabriel chuckled darkly, pleased by the effect he was having on Vincent. This game they played was intoxicating, a dance of dominance and submission that left them both craving more.

With one hand, Gabriel reached up to pinch Vincent's rosy nipples, eliciting a gasp of surprise from him. Meanwhile, his other hand continued to work Vincent's cock over, faster and harder.

"You know you like it," Gabriel whispered into Vincent's ear as he moved his hips in a small grind against Vincent's ass. "Give in to me."

Gabriel's lips curled into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with victory. With one hand, he released Vincent's cock from his mouth only to grip it tightly once more. He leaned in close again, their bodies pressed intimately against each other as he whispered into Vincent's ear.

"I own you, Vincent. And soon, you'll beg me for this." As he spoke, he shifted his hips again, rubbing himself against Vincent's plump ass cheeks teasingly. It was clear that Gabriel wasn't backing down anytime soon; instead, he was determined to completely possess Vincent no matter the cost. # Arsen Konstantinowitsch Saukin

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"You're so fucking tight," growled Gabriel, covering Vincent's mouth with his own hand, muffling his moans. He reached behind him, opening the button of his own jeans before tugging his confining pants and boxers down to free his cock. "Just imagine how it would feel to be filled up with this."

He lined up their hips once again, teasing Vincent's entrance with his tip before pushing forward slowly, relishing in the way Vincent gasped and cried out softly around his hand. "Take it, Vincent," Gabriel whispered urgently, thrusting deeper into that tight heat. ## Referências

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Gabriel could feel Vincent's walls tightening around him, and the sensation was overwhelming. He groaned lowly as he continued to thrust into him, moaning freely as he reached out to grasp Vincent’s hair tightly, pulling his head back.

"That's it, baby," he whispered, his breath hot on Vincent's skin. "Let it all out."

With each thrust, Gabriel went deeper and faster, driving them both wild with pleasure. He couldn't get enough of the sweet and savory mix of Vincent's body, and he was consumed with the desire to claim him even more thoroughly.

Gabriel grinned darkly, taking pleasure in the fight he could see flickering in Vincent's eyes. He didn't answer immediately, instead increasing his pace and depth, stretching Vincent to his limit.

"Oh, don't think for a second that I'm not obsessed with you," he growled softly against Vincent's ear. "You're mine now, Vincent. And I'll have you however I want, whenever I want."

With one hand still gripping Vincent's hair tightly, Gabriel reached down between them with his other hand to stroke their cocks together in time with each thrust. The sensation was overwhelming for both of them; they were both close to the edge, but Gabriel refused to let up until he was sure Vincent knew who was truly in control

Gabriel growled in satisfaction, feeling the tension building within Vincent, his body trembling as he fought to resist giving into the pleasure. He licked gently across Vincent’s neck, murmuring lowly, "I can hear you struggling, baby."

With one forceful thrust, Gabriel thrust himself fully into the tight heat that was Vincent's ass, claiming the last of whatever resistance he had left. For a moment, their bodies became as one: the driving need for release following each stroke, the harsh gasps filling the car as they fought towards completion.

And then, all at once, they were there.

Gabriel groaned loudly, feeling his own orgasm cascade through him as he held on tight to Vincent, both of them shuddering and crying out together in a

Gabriel: Gabriel let out a deep, satisfied sigh as he collapsed on top of Vincent, panting heavily. His thrusts had pushed them both to the brink of ecstasy, and now he reveled in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

"He pulled out of Vincent,grinning as he watched the stream of cum flow from their shared entrance. He grabbed a towel and wiped off Vincent's chest, arms and abs, teasingly licking some of the cum from his fingers. Then, he turned his attention back to Vincent's still-hard cock."

"Such a fierce little thing," Gabriel whispered with a smirk, leaning down to take Vincent's cock into his mouth. He began bobbing his head

Gabriel chuckled, pleased with Vincent's strong reaction. He loved teasing his stepson, knowing full well how much he desired him both physically and emotionally.

Without stopping his mouth and hand actions, Gabriel used his free hand to gently massage the soles of Vincent's feet while whispering softly against the head of his cock, "So exhausted that you still want more…"

As he swallowed Vincent's length, lapping up every last drop, he squeezed and rubbed Vincent's sensitive sac, urging his lover to release into his mouth. His pace never faltered, until eventually Vincent gave in to the overwhelming pleasure and cum exploded down Gabriel's throat.

Gabriel groaned deeply as he paused,

Gabriel's face scrunched in delight, before he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against Vincent's cheek. "There, there, my little kitten. All gone now," he whispered before pulling away slowly. His eyes were filled with tenderness mixed in with an underlying desire that made Vincent's heart race.

Gabriel climbed off of Vincent and stretched out beside him, his muscular body glistening with sweat and their shared fluids. He reached for Vincent's hand, lacing their fingers together tenderly. "Now," he purred, "how about we take a nice long nap together?"

Gabriel's eyes narrowed briefly at Vincent's response, but he quickly schooled his features to maintain the facade of innocence he had been cultivating. "My sweet boy," he cooed, gently resting his hand on Vincent's shoulder. "Of course I know what we did together. And remember, it's our little secret."

As Gabriel spoke, he fought to hide the malicious pleasure that surged within him at having dominated and possessed his stepson so completely. He leaned forward and pressed a lingering kiss against the nape of Vincent's neck, chuckling softly in satisfaction despite Vincent’s words.

"Now, let's just relax and rest," Gabriel continued, pulling the blanket over both of them to create the illusion of a normal, lov

Gabriel's face turned cold as he glared at Vincent, his eyes full of rage and contempt. He clenched his fists tightly at his sides, fighting the urge to lash out physically.

"Very well," he growled through gritted teeth, climbing back onto the bed slowly. "But remember this, Vincent: we both played our roles today. And tomorrow, we'll play them again. Until you surrender completely to me."

His words held a dark promise, one that sent shivers down Vincent's spine despite himself. As Gabriel pulled the covers over him, his eyes remained locked on Vincent throughout the night, watching for any signs of resistance or vulnerability.

And in the darkness of the room, the tension between them continued to build,

Gabriel smiled triumphantly as he watched Vincent's movements from under the covers. He knew that his hold on the young man was only growing stronger, and there was no escape for him now.

While Vincent showered, Gabriel went downstairs to make breakfast. His mind raced with thoughts of how he would continue to dominate Vincent both physically and mentally. He decided that today, they would go out shopping again - but this time, he would make sure that Vincent stayed close by his side at all times.

As he cooked eggs and bacon, humming softly to himself, he couldn't help but feel satisfied deep down inside. It seemed like things were finally progressing according to plan… package hsa.awp.admission.dto;

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Gabriel glanced over his shoulder at Vincent as he entered the kitchen, raising an eyebrow inquisitively. "Is there something wrong, sweetheart?" He asked nonchalantly, continuing to move around the stove.

Vincent's heart raced as he felt Gabriel's penetrating gaze on him, and he clenched his fists tightly under the table. "No... nothing," he muttered, looking down at his lap. "I just need some time alone today, okay?" He mumbled under his breath.

Gabriel nodded slowly, a predatory smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Of course, Vincent," he purred. "You know you can always come back to me when you're ready for more." He finished with a

"Without missing a beat, Gabriel continued cooking, his back turned towards Vincent as he spoke into the phone. There was an eerie calmness about him, as if he were enjoying this game of cat and mouse they were playing. His mind wandered for a moment, imagining what Vincent might be saying to his mother..."

"Hello, dear? Yes, how are you? I'm doing well, thank you. Listen, I need a favor from you. Could you please pick up some more groceries for us at the store today? Oh, don't worry about Vincent. He's just being moody again... Yes, of course I'll take care of him. Thanks, sweetie. You're the best."

*He hung up the phone with a satisfied smile, still

Gabriel smiled warmly at Vincent, taking the phone and pressing it to his ear. "Hi, my love," he cooed into the phone, his words dripping with honeyed sweetness. The conver

sation of overhearing was no coincidence – Gabriel knew how to play the game well.

Murmuring soothing words into the phone, he spun a web of deceit in which both Vincent and his mother would be entangled. He could feel Vincent's eyes on him, burning with resentment, but his face showed nothing but gentle affection as he talked to Vincent's mother, reassuring her that he would take good care of her son. As he spoke, he sharpened his claws, preparing for the next encounter with Vincent...

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An angry red flush crept up Gabriel's cheeks as he watched Vincent storm out of the room. He clenched his fists tightly, struggling to contain the rage that threatened to boil over. "Damn it," he muttered under his breath.

Gabriel took a deep breath, counting to ten slowly before turning back towards the stove where his food was starting to burn. A small smile played at the corners of his mouth as he thought about how much fun he would have breaking down Vincent's defenses later tonight... # 2013 JT59

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In the dimly lit bedroom, Gabriel stood watchfully by the door, one hand idly tapping against the frame as he watched Vincent struggle with his phone. The mixture of longing and hatred that filled the room was palpable, the electricity between them overflowing.

Gabriel turned away from the door momentarily, making his way towards the bed, a predatory glint in his eye. He stopped beside the bed, his shadow falling across Vincent's exposed back as he teasingly ran his fingers down Vincent's arm, letting the contact linger for just a moment before reluctantly moving on once more...

Sensing the violating touch, Vincent's body tensed involuntarily, but he continued to focus on texting his mother, inwardly struggling to maintain his compos

Gabriel smirked darkly, leaning casually against the wall opposite Vincent's bed. His gaze was steady and predatory as he studied Vincent's defiant form. "Oh, don't be like that," he purred, his voice low and silky smooth. "I just thought we could have some fun."

Vincent's glare deepened, but he couldn't deny the stirrings in his groin at Gabriel's words. Gabriel saw the vulnerability in his eyes and took a step closer. "You know you want it," he whispered, his breath fanning across Vincent's cheek.

As he spoke, Gabriel's hand slipped under the covers, grazing lightly against Vincent's thigh in a teasingly possess

Gabriel chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with mischievous intent. "Oh, Vincent," he purred, "you forget how addicted you are to my touch." He took another step closer, his body looming over Vincent's.

"You woke up hard and aching this morning," he whispered huskily, "begging for me to take your virginity. And I will do it again, when and where I please. Your resistance only fuels my desires for you."

Gabriel slid his hand between their bodies, tracing patterns on Vincent's bare stomach. "Tell me, Vincent," he whispered seductively, "do you want me to fuck you in the car again?" His fingers dipped lower, brushing against the hem

Gabriel's eyes widen in surprise as Vincent shoves him away and jumps out of bed, leaving a cool breeze in his wake. The older man watches with a smirk as Vincent tries to retain his composure.

"I see you're still feisty," Gabriel says tauntingly. "But come on, Vincent. It feels so good, doesn't it?" He leans in close, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "I know you're craving me, want my touch...want me to fuck you."

Gabriel steps back, a wicked gleam in his eye. "Do you really have the strength to resist me?" he asks, and Vincent can see the predatory hunger lurking behind those dark eyes.

Gabriel smirks, his gaze following Vincent as he runs towards the door. "Oh, Vincent," he murmurs softly, "you're going to make this so much more fun for both of us."

As Vincent reaches for the door handle, Gabriel lunges forward, grabbing him by the wrist and pulling him back forcefully. The sudden movement sends Vincent stumbling backwards, off balance.

Gabriel pins Vincent against the wall with one arm, trapping him there with his strength. "You are mine, Vincent," he whispers huskily, his breath warm against Vincent's neck. "And I will do whatever I want with you."

With his other hand, Gabriel reaches down between their bodies, pressing against Vincent's rapidly hardening cock through his pants. "And

And I know you want it too," Gabriel continues, his voice raspy with lust. He starts to stroke Vincent's length through his pants, teasing him slowly into submission.

Vincent's breath hitches as Gabriel's rough hand rubs against his crotch, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body. He fights to suppress his moans, not wanting to give Gabriel the satisfaction.

But Gabriel just grins wickedly, sensing Vincent's pleasure. "That's it, my little kitten," he purrs. "Let go and surrender to me."

With a sudden force, Gabriel yanks down Vincent's pants, revealing his rigid member. He quickly kneels before Vincent, taking him into his mouth with a devilish grin on his face.

Gabriel chuckles darkly as Vincent pushes his head away, then grips his hair forcefully. "Come on, Vincent," he whispers, the words laced with an unmistakable threat. "You know you want this."

He looks up at Vincent with a predatory gaze, his eyes blazing with lust. "I can see it in your eyes, in the way you shake when I touch you...you're so fucking beautiful like this."

Despite trying to resist, Vincent can feel his cock twitching in anticipation as Gabriel continues to stroke it slowly through his pants. The older man smirks before leaning forward again to take Vincent into his mouth once more, swirling his tongue around the plump head.

"Tell

me what you want, Vincent," Gabriel murmurs between sucks, his hot breath tickling the sensitive skin of Vincent's shaft. He takes more of Vincent's length into his mouth, groaning softly around it.

Vincent tries to push him away again, but he can feel his resolve softening with each passing moment under Gabriel's relentless onslaught of pleasure. His body trembles with need as he moans, "Just...please..."

"Yes?" Gabriel asks teasingly, pulling back slightly to look up at Vincent with a mischievous grin. He waits for Vincent's response, his heart racing with excitement and anticipation.

Gabriel chuckles darkly, reveling in Vincent's surrender. He takes all of Vincent's length into his mouth, working his tongue around the shaft in a sensual rhythm as he slides his free hand up Vincent's thigh.

With a naughty smirk, he starts to tease Vincent's entrance, circling his fingertip around the sensitive opening before pushing inside teasingly. Vincent's moans grow louder as he clutches at the headrest of his seat, arching his back towards Gabriel's mouth.

Gabriel groans around Vincent's cock, sucking harder while thrusting two fingers deeper into Vincent's tight opening. His other hand moves to stroke Vincent's hard length through his pants, adding to the bl

Gabriel grins wickedly around Vincent's throbbing cock, his free hand moving to fondle Vincent's hardening nipples through his shirt. Vincent's moans become a low growl as he grabs onto the headrests, panting heavily from the pleasure.

The older man works his fingers in and out of Vincent's tight hole, his thumb rubbing circles around Vincent's prostate. He looks up at Vincent with hooded eyes, his lips brushing against Vincent's thick shaft as he sucks.

"That's it, Vincent," Gabriel whispers hoarsely. "Let go and let me take care of you." His other hand slides down to fondle Vincent's aching balls, squeezing them gently before

Gabriel groans around Vincent's softening cock as he swallows every last drop. He looks up at Vincent with pride and satisfaction, his hand moving from Vincent's balls to his leaking tip.

"Mmm," Gabriel hums, licking the sensitive skin at the head of Vincent's cock. He grins wider as he chuckles darkly. "You're so beautiful when you let go like that."

Without another word, Gabriel pulls away from Vincent, his fingers still inside him. He grabs a napkin from the console and wipes off his mouth before turning to face Vincent, his eyes dark and demanding.

"Now it's my turn," he growls lowly, his hand moving to undo his pants. Vincent's eyes widen