Delicious Dylan

Delicious Dylan Delicious Dylan

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian


Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian


When you're short on cash, any job sounds like a great idea, even if it's not quite legal.


When you're short on cash, any job sounds like a great idea, even if it's not quite legal.


Submitted: August 10, 2011

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Submitted: August 10, 2011



I can’t believe I ended up getting caught. It seemed like an easy enough job, but we ended up losing. Why am I the only one that got taken captive? I don’t even know any of the high level stuff and I’m gonna get tortured for information I don’t even have. This is going to suck! I should go back a few days to when this all began; it will make more sense if I do.

“Hey kid, do you want to work in the mafia? It pays really well.” A man said from behind me. I jumped and whirled around to see a tall man dressed in a pin-striped suit standing in the shade of a nearby tree.

“Were you talking to me?” I asked in disbelief.

“If you happen to be interested, then yes.” He said with a smile. I walked closer to him. He lit up a cigarette and started to smoke it. I yanked it from his lips and threw it to the ground. I ground it into the dirt with the heel of my sneakers.

“Smoking is terrible for your health.” I said as I finished.

“You won’t live long if you keep thinking like that.” He said grabbing my collar and pulling me off the ground.

“That isn’t the best way to recruit people.” I said with gritted teeth. He dropped me and I staggered backward.

“If you’re interested in a job, then follow me.” He said walking away from me. At the time, the offer was too good to resist. I followed him from a distance for about fifteen minutes before we got to a strange warehouse near a river. He walked to the door and knocked three times. A slit opened in the door and he whispered something that I couldn’t hear. The slit closed and the door was pulled open by another man in a pin-striped suit. I followed the men inside and the door was closed quickly behind us. As I looked around, I didn’t see any evidence that this place was used for anything other than storage. There were no chairs or tables, nothing but boxes stacked around the walls. He beckoned for me to follow him into the back of the warehouse. We walked past a row of boxes stacked at least seven feet high, and behind them was a table with more men in suits sitting around it. The man I had been following sat down at the table and motioned for me to do the same. I felt everyone’s eyes on me.

“My name is Morgan. I would like to work for you.” I said bowing.

“Of course, that’s why you’re here, you idiot. Are you willing to risk your life? Will you keep a secret even if your life is at stake?” One of the men who was sitting across the table asked with a smirk.

“I am definitely willing to risk my life and I can keep a secret if the time calls for it.” I answered with certainty.

“We have a business transaction later tonight. You will accompany Tony and Zino to the meeting place.” He said pointing to two of the men sitting around the table.

“Alright, who is this ‘transaction’ with?” I asked wondering how dangerous it would be.

“You will be meeting with the head of a rival mafia group. His name is Dylan Divinity. He inherited the group from his father a few years ago when he died. Dylan is only 20, but you can’t let your guard down because of his age, he is a master of deception.” The man said with a very serious face. I nodded in agreement. Everyone stood and I was told to go with Tony to get ready for our assignment. He took me to a clothing store and bought me a suit so that I wouldn’t stick out from the group. After we finished with the clothing store, it was already around 5:30. Tony took me to an Italian restaurant for a short dinner. I ate a small bowl of spaghetti with a side of garlic bread. It was really good even though I wasn’t really a fan of Italian food. We got finished eating at around 6:20. Tony drove the car back to the warehouse and picked up Zino. We drove to the other side of town and parked in an empty lot.

“Why are we in an empty lot?” I asked Tony.

“We chose to meet here so that Dylan couldn’t hide any extra men and vice versa.” Tony explained before a car pulled into the lot. The headlights of the car flashed twice and Tony flashed the lights of our car. Three men got out of the other car and walked towards our car. Tony motioned for me to get out and he and Zino also got out. We walked forward, away from the car. About halfway between the two cars we stopped and waited for the other three. They slowly walked up to us and stopped a few feet away.

“Where is your boss?” One of the men asked softly. He had his hat pulled down like the rest of us, so I couldn’t make out his face, although I assumed that he was Dylan Divinity.

“He couldn’t make it.” Tony said with conviction.

“You pawns are wasting my time.” The man said turning around. Zino pulled out a gun, but before he could even get close to shooting the man, he had been shot in the chest by one of the other men. Tony pulled out a gun and shot at the man, but he got shot in the arm and fell to the ground. I was scared stiff from all of the shooting that had gone on. The man turned around and saw that I was frozen. He walked over to me and hit me in the stomach. My vision went black and I fell unconscious.

When I woke up, I was chained to a bed, naked. I was in a dark room with a window that had curtains covering it. I struggled against my chains, but it was no use. I heard a noise from the other side of the room.

“Who’s there? Come out and face me, coward.” I called out into the darkness. A light flicked on and I saw a man standing by the light switch. He had neat black hair and shimmering aqua eyes. He looked almost like a tainted angel with his flawless skin and sexy figure. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. I kicked at him, but he caught my leg before it could do any damage.

“Who are you and what do you want?” I asked in what I thought was a calm voice.

“I’m Dylan Divinity, and I want to know what your boss has planned for me.” He said smiling at me.

“I won’t tell you anything.” I said trying to keep my oath and make sure that he didn’t kill me.

“Is that so? I’ll just have to coax it out of you then.” He said standing up and walking over to a closet. He opened the doors and searched for something. When he found it, he walked out of the closet and closed it. He walked over to the bed. I saw that what he found was a whip. He poked my chest with the end of the whip, then he slid it down my chest to my stomach.

“I don’t really want to hurt you, but if you won’t tell me, I’ll have to use this.” He said lifting the whip away from me.

“I’ll tell you what it’s about.” I said giving in.

“What would that be?”

“It was about fucking purple unicorns shitting fucking rainbows, asshole!” I yelled in anger. I could see that something inside of him snapped, and I prepared myself for him to hit me with the whip. He lifted the whip and brought it down with a crack on my bare skin.

“OUCH! You fucking bastard!” I cried, but he didn’t stop. He kept whipping me with as much force as he could muster. My pale skin was covered in blood and my eyesight was getting fuzzy before he stopped his brutal torture. He walked away and put the whip back in the closet. I could only see the blurry outline of his body when he walked back over to the bed.

“Are you going to tell me yet?” He asked teasingly.

“Go to hell, asshole.” I gasped in pain before I passed out.

I finally came to at around noon the next day. I woke up because I could smell something delicious. I opened my eyes and there he was, sitting on the edge of the bed eating what looked like a BLT. The bacon was cut in thick, juicy slices and the tomato was dripping its sweet juices onto the crispy toast. It made my mouth water just looking at it. My stomach growled at the sight and smell, which isn’t surprising since it was almost noon. He heard my stomach and turned to me with a smile on his face.

“Are you hungry?” He said waving his sandwich in my face.

“NO! Even if I was, I would never eat your food.” I yelled turning away from the tantalizing treat.

“Are you sure? I wouldn’t mind giving you half of my delicious sandwich.” He said taking a bite out of one half of the sandwich. I let myself give in to temptation and nodded.

“Ask me nicely and I’ll give it to you.” He said with a smirk.

“May I have some of your delicious sandwich, please?” I asked with as much sincerity as I could fake.

“I don’t think that’s good enough. Try adding more begging and maybe a master.” He teased.

“Please master, may I please have some of your tantalizing sandwich. Please master, I’m begging you.” I pleaded. My mouth was watering and my stomach felt like it was going to start eating itself from the inside out. He smiled at me and held my half of the sandwich up to my mouth. I bit into it and the sweet juice of the tomato mixed with the drippings of the bacon and formed a delicious sauce that dripped down my chin.

“You’re such a messy eater.” He laughed.

“I can’t help it when I can’t use my hands.” I said jingling the chains on my wrists.

“If you can’t eat neatly, then you can’t eat at all.” He said pulling the sandwich away from me.

“Please don’t take it away. If you would just unchain my hands, I could eat without making a mess.” I begged.

“You might run away if I let you go.” He said licking the juice off of my chin.

“I won’t run, please let me eat. I’ll do anything that you ask.” I cried.

“What would you be willing to do for half a sandwich?” He asked sliding his hand down my bare chest. He looked like he really wanted to eat me instead of the sandwich.

“I’ll do anything you ask as long as I get to eat first.”

“Alright, I’ll unchain your hands while you eat, but you better be ready for whatever I decide to make you do, and I want some sort of good faith gesture.” He said freeing one of my hands.

“I can’t do much with just one free hand. I’ll make you feel good before I eat anymore of the sandwich.” I bargained. It didn’t really bother me that he was going to do bad things to me after I finished eating because he was so good looking. I was so taken by his beauty that all of my rational thoughts about escaping vanished.

“You can do that with only your mouth, you don’t need either of your hands.” He said freeing my other hand. I dropped down to around his waist and slid his pants and boxers down just enough to reveal his huge cock. I bent down and licked the tip of his enormous cock, then I took it in my mouth as far as I could, making sure not to let my teeth touch it. I sucked with as much skill as I had. It seemed like he was enjoying it, until he pushed me back.

“That will do for now.” He said standing up and walking over to the closet. I grabbed my half of the sandwich and started eating it. He came back out with another chain and the whip from the night before. He put the chain on my ankle and attached the other end to the bedpost. I finished the sandwich and looked at him standing over me with the whip.

“Please don’t hit me too hard, master Dylan.”I cried rolling over and curling up. It was the first time I had said his name since I had been here, it seemed weird to use his name, like I was here as a friend instead of a prisoner.

“You said you would do anything, even this falls into that category.” He said stroking my thigh with the whip.

“Do what you wish, but please be gentle, master.” I said uncurling and looking up at his perfectly sculpted features. My face flushed bright red and I looked away as fast as I could.

“It seems like someone hasn’t gotten any for a while.” He smiled sliding the whip down my exposed back. He climbed on the bed and reached under me and grabbed my cock.

“Yikes! What are you doing to me?” I cried.

“I thought that would be obvious.” He said stroking my cock.

“Ah… Please, no more…uhn.” I said trying to push him away.

“Do you really want me to stop?” He whispered into my ear.

“Mm… It’s not right for two guys to do this.” I said blushing.

“It doesn’t seem like your body agrees with you.” He said pinching my nipples.

“I’m your prisoner so why are you doing this to me, it feels good.”

“Do you want me to make it fell bad?” He asked poking my cheek with the whip.

“No, but it doesn’t make sense to me.” I said with tears in my eyes.

“Why are you crying? I haven’t done anything since last night.” He said getting off of me.

“I don’t know what to do, even though you’re mean to me, my heart starts beating fast when you’re around.” I cried.

“You fell in love with a terrible guy like me?” He asked in shock.

“I know it’s wrong for one guy to like another, but you’re so sexy I can’t help it.” I said trying to wipe my tears away, but they wouldn’t stop.

“What are you crying for?” He asked with a frown. It didn’t seem like he was very good at talking about feelings.

“I’m not sure, they just won’t stop.” I said trying to calm myself down. He sat down on the bed and ran his fingers through my light brown hair. I looked up at him with my still watering, green eyes. He bent down and kissed my trembling lips. I pulled back in shock and nearly fell off of the bed.

“Are you alright?” He asked worriedly.

“I’m fine. Why did you kiss me?” I asked.

“It seemed like a good way to stop you from crying.” He said with a smile.

“Oh, well it worked I guess.” I replied sadly.

“Were you hoping that it meant something?” He said grabbing my chin genteelly.

“Kind of, but I guess it doesn’t really matter.” I answered in little more than a whisper.

“If it doesn’t really matter, then I don’t need to tell you that it did mean something.” He said standing up.

“What?!” I asked grabbing his wrist.

“Why do you think I didn’t shoot you on the spot when I first saw you?” He asked sitting back down.

“I don’t know. I just thought that you wanted to know information.” I said sitting up. He ran his pale fingers through my messy hair.

“I don’t need information, I already have it.” He said with a smirk.

“How?” I asked wondering who would have told him.

“I have a spy working in the other mafia group.” He said lying down on the bed.

“Who is it?” I asked knowing that it wasn’t me, Tony, or Zino.

“You probably won’t believe it, but his name is Tony.” He said looking up at me.

“No way! Your people shot him!” I exclaimed thinking back to our meeting.

“I told you that you wouldn’t believe it. Did you see the bullet hit him, or did you just see him fall after a gun went off?” He asked closing his eyes.

“I guess he just fell.” I answered remembering.

“See, he acted like we shot him. It was his cover up for disappearing after our meeting.” He explained in a sleepy voice. I leaned down and kissed him and his eyes flickered open.

“Why did you bring me here then?” I asked hoping that I would like the answer.

“Why do you think?” He answered.

“I’m not exactly sure.” I said blushing.

“Let’s just put it this way. I don’t kiss people I’m not interested in.” He said closing his eyes again.

“Do you always fall asleep when you’re talking to people you like?” I asked angrily.

“I wouldn’t know, you’re the first to fit into that category. I didn’t get much sleep last night, so I’m really tired.

“Alright, I only have a few more questions, then I’ll be quiet.” I said feeling bad for keeping him awake.

“I can deal with that. What are your questions?” He asked sitting up.

“My first question is, why did you whip me and chain me up?”

“Well, I couldn’t risk you running away, and I wanted to test your resolve. I wouldn’t be as interested if you just told me all of the secrets you knew. You passed with flying colors, though.” He said with a smile.

“Alright, my next question is, why are you in this business?”

“I’m in this business because my father was in it and I inherited it when he died. Why are you here?” He asked.

“A couple of years ago I got into a lot of trouble because I was part of a gang. We would go around trashing front lawns and smashing mailboxes, but that was it until one day when we stole all of the tools from a mechanic. After we ran away, I felt really bad about it and told the others that we should take them back and apologize, but they got mad at me. They surrounded me and beat the shit out of me. I managed to crawl away with the tools and get back to the mechanic’s garage before I passed out. I woke up the next day and all of my wounds had been bandaged and I was lying on a bed. The mechanic had done all of it as thanks for bringing the tools back. I began to live at his house because I didn’t have anywhere else to go. My parents abandoned me after they found out I was part of a gang. I really liked living with him because he was really nice to me, but it didn’t last long. He was diagnosed with cancer and died only months after I started living with him, so I was on my own again. I started working dead end jobs to pay for school and my apartment, so when I was told that the mafia paid well, I couldn’t resist the offer.”

“What a hard life you’ve had.” He said stroking my cheek.

“It’s not all that bad. I got to meet really cool people, like you.” I said blushing.

“I guess that’s true. Did you have any other questions?” He asked leaning against the headboard.

“I have one more. Will you go out with me?” I asked looking into his deep, aqua eyes.

“I thought you’d never ask, and I would have to.” He said with a bright smile.

“That’s great! I’m so happy!” I said hugging him. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight.

“I have a couple questions for you. Do you want to live with me instead of in an apartment?” He asked in a whisper.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a burden.” I answered in shock.

“You won’t be. You can work here to help pay for some of the expenses. My next question is, what is your name?” He said softly.

“My name is Morgan Moore, Dylan Divinity.” I answered with a smile.

“That’s a lovely name. Are you still hungry, Morgan?” He asked lifting up my head.

“A little.”

“I’ll bring something for you to eat, then.” He said letting go of me and standing up. He walked over to the door.

“Wait, I can get it so that you can sleep.” I said trying to be helpful.

“I don’t want you walking around here with no clothes on, it might be dangerous.” He laughed.

“I can wait until after you take a nap, then.” I said trying to stand, but the shackle on my ankle kept me from standing.

“I’m glad I left you chained up. I’ll be back in a few minutes, just wait for me.” He said opening the door and walking out of the room. I leaned back against the headboard and wondered what could be so dangerous about walking around this place. I looked around the room and found the key to my shackle. I reached for it and was barely able to grab it. I unlocked my bindings and wrapped the blanket around my waist. I walked over to the door and peeked out of it. There was no one around, so I walked out and closed the door behind me. I had only walked a few steps when I heard a voice.

“What’s a cute kid like you doing dressed like that in a place like this?” The voice called from behind me. I turned around to see a mountain of a man standing right behind me.

“I…I…was…lo…looking…for…D…Dylan.” I stuttered as the man came closer to me.

“Don’t you know how to listen to orders?” Another voice called over my shoulder.

“Mr. Divinity! I was just going to take him back to your room.” The man said with a bow.

“I’m sure you were, so that you could fuck him.” Dylan said grabbing my arm and leading me back to our room. After he slammed the door behind him, Dylan threw me onto the bed.

“What did I tell you before I left?” He asked sitting on the bed.

“You told me to stay here, but I wanted to see what it was like around here, and why it would be so dangerous to walk around.” I said looking innocently up at him.

“And did you find out why it was so dangerous?” He asked turning away from me.

“ Yes. That man was really scary and if you hadn’t come along he would have done something awful to me.” I said feeling bad about troubling Dylan.

“I’m not so sure it would have been that awful, sex only hurts if you don’t do it right.” He said turning back to me with a mischievous smile.

“It would have been terrible just because it wasn’t you.” I replied jumping up onto him and hugging him.

“I still need to punish you for not obeying my order. How shall I do it?” He asked jokingly.

“I have an idea. Why don’t you punish me with your cock?” I said turning my ass to him and spreading my hole open.

“That sounds like a wonderful punishment.” He said grabbing something out of the drawer in the nightstand. I looked around to see him clutching a small tube. He flipped open the lid and poured a generous amount on his fingers. He slid his fingers into my tight ass. The lube made my insides burn with a ferocious heat. He wiggled his fingers and hit my sweet spot.

“Ahn… it’s so good.” I cried out with passion.

“Fingers are nice, but this can reach much deeper.” He said as he slid his pants and boxers down to reveal his throbbing cock. He nudged my hole, then thrust into my ass. With each thrust, the feeling of heat inside my body intensified.

“Uhn… so hot… Mmm… so deep!” I called in pure ecstasy. He kept thrusting and filling my body with pleasure. I moaned embarrassing sounds of pleasure.

“I’m gonna cum!” I cried before my white cum squirted out of the quivering tip of my cock. Dylan moaned and I felt his warm cum wash against the insides of my ass. He pulled out and sat up next to me.

“I’m sorry for getting carried away.” He said in shame.

“Ha… it’s alright… I… did, too.” I panted.

“You should take a shower. Do you need help washing yourself?” He asked helping me up.

“You need to get cleaned up, too. It would be a waste of water if we took separate showers.” I said with a shy smile. He smiled back and led me to the bathroom. He turned the shower on and told me to get in first because I was already naked. I nodded and stepped into the warm spray of the shower. I heard him slid his pants to the floor. With each “pop” of the buttons on his shirt as he took it off, a shock ran through my body. I began breathing harder and my body began to heat up as I pictured him slowly stripping down to nothing. I leaned against the wall of the shower and tried to calm myself down before he got in, but it didn’t work. He stepped into the shower and saw me leaning against the wall. He looked at me and smiled. My face flushed red and I turned away from him. I was so embarrassed for getting so excited just from thinking about him stripping. He came up behind me and hugged me.

“It’s alright. I think you look adorable like this.” He whispered in my ear. I turned around and looked up into his shimmering eyes. He knelt down around my waist and grabbed my cock.

“What are you doing? Ah!” I cried as he started sucking my cock.

“I can’t just leave you like this. It’s too sexy for me to control myself.” He said pulling back and smiling up at me. He resumed and I shut my eyes.

“Ah…ha…ha!” I moaned with each movement of his skilled tongue. I could feel pressure building up inside me.

“Stop… I’m gonna…cum!” I warned trying to push him away, but he didn’t stop for a second. My white cum shot out of my cock, coating the inside of his throat. He pulled away and swallowed every last drop. He stood up and pushed me into the wall.

“If you ever let anyone else see your body, I will not hesitate to chop your balls off and stuff them down your throat. Do you understand?” He asked severely.

“Yes. Why would I give up perfection for anything less?” I asked kissing his gentle lips.

“You are such a flatterer. That will get you anything you want here.” He said pulling my body close to his.

“I already have what I want.” I said wrapping my arms around his strong torso.

“Morgan, if you do that, I’ll just want to have my way with you again.” He said pushing me away.

“I don’t mind, Dylan.” I said turning around and pointing my ass towards him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the steamy stream of the shower.

“We were supposed to meet Tony ten minutes ago.” He said handing me the soap. I blushed and started to wash my body off. He washed my back and I did the same for him. Before too long, we were done and dressed. I barrowed a pair of his clothes until we could go shopping for some for me. We walked down the hall and stopped outside a door. Dylan reached for the handle, but before his fingers touched it a moan came from the other side. It sounded like it was from a child, but I couldn’t be sure. I looked up at Dylan and he shrugged. He decided to knock instead of just walking in. After his knock a voice from within called,” Come in, the door is unlocked.”

We walked in and found Tony bent over a middle school boy. The kid was burying his face in the sheets of the bed. Tony looked at us for a minute, then he turned back to the boy and continued thrusting. It seemed like the kid was liking it, and that he had done it before. I looked at Dylan in shock. He leaned down and whispered,” It seems like all of my employees are huge perverts.”

“It seems like they take after their boss.” I giggled. He leaned down and bit my ear.

“Ow! It was just a joke.” I said pushing him away. He chuckled. As an apology, he hugged me and kissed my forehead.

“Ah! Tony, I’m gonna cum!” The boy cried. Then,” SPLURT” he came and so did Tony. After he came, Tony pulled out and zipped up his pants. The boy wrapped a blanket around himself and stood up. Tony put his arm around the boy’s shoulders and they walked towards us.

“Sorry to make you wait, but I couldn’t just leave him. This is Jake, by the way. He’s my boyfriend.” Tony apologized.

“It’s nice to meet both of you. Tony has told me about you Mr. Dylan and Mr. Morgan.” Jake said with a cheery smile.

“I didn’t know you liked little boys, Tony.” Dylan said in shock.

“I don’t usually, but Jake and I really hit it off, so we started dating about a month ago.” Tony said leaning down and kissing Jake’s head. Jake’s face blushed red.

“See Morgan, I told you we didn’t kill him.” Dylan said to me.

“That’s good. I was worried because you were nice to me and you were the only one I knew in the other mafia.” I said happily. Dylan frowned down at me.

“Yep, I’m fine. If you’ll excuse us, we need to get cleaned up for dinner.” Tony said grabbing Jake’s hand and pulling him towards another door that, I assumed, led to the bathroom. Dylan grabbed my arm and dragged me down the hall and back into our room. He threw me onto the bed and knelt over me. His face seemed full of anger.

“What’s wrong, Dylan?” I asked shyly. He grabbed my hair and pulled it back painfully.

“It seems like I need to show you just how fucking jealous I can be.” He growled angrily. He let go of my hair, but grabbed one of my wrists and cuffed it to the bed again. I looked up at him.

“What did I do?” I asked struggling against the chain.

“You were so damn happy to see that Tony was alive. Why don’t you just go ask him to fucking date you. Although, he’d probably turn you down because he likes little brats.” He said glaring at me.

“Isn’t it normal for someone to be glad that their friend is alive? It’s not like I was hitting on him. I only like you, Dylan.” I said with tears streaming down my cheeks. His expression changed from angry to sad and he un-cuffed my hand and kissed my reddened wrist. I pulled it away from his lips and wrapped both of my arms around him in a strong embrace. He held me close and whispered,” I’m sorry,” softly in my ear.

“It’s alright. I can be really jealous, too.” I said kissing his cheek.

“Does your wrist hurt?” He asked pulling back.

“Not really.” I said sliding my hand down his muscular torso. I let my hand fall until it hit the top of his pants, then I stopped. He looked down to my hand and his face flushed. I slid my hand farther down and rubbed his cock through his pants. I slid his pants and boxers down a little, but he pushed me back. I looked up at him questioningly.

“Let me do it, too.” I nodded and moved so that my hips were at the same level as his face. He slipped off my pants and boxers. I felt his warm mouth engulf my cock and tried to do the same to his. He was so good that I had to concentrate extremely hard to keep myself from slacking on my part. It finally overwhelmed me and I couldn’t do anything more than moan. He saw what happened and seemed to smile. He pulled back and licked his fingers before sliding them into my waiting ass. I moaned as he moved his fingers and nearly came when he hit my sweet spot.

“Please enter me, Dylan. I can’t take it anymore!” I cried in ecstasy. He slipped his fingers out and positioned himself behind me. He then proceeded to thrust his hot cock into the depths of my ass. His thrusts became rhythmic and my body unconsciously started to move with him.

“Ahn! I’m cumming!” I cried as my white cum spilled onto the bed for a second time that day.

“Uhn!” Dylan moaned as his cum squirted into my ass. He pulled back and leaned against the headboard.

“It looks like you need another shower.” He panted.

“This time you should get in first.” I laughed. He laughed, too and we headed for the bathroom. There were no “mishaps” in the shower this time, and we finished quickly. I walked over to the bed with my towel wrapped around my waist, and I saw my forgotten sandwich sitting on the nightstand. I grabbed it and took a large bite out of it. Even though it was cold, it still tasted delicious. Dylan came out and saw me sitting on the bed eating my sandwich. I didn’t notice him until he said;” Morgan Moore is a pretty sluty name.”

I jumped and almost chocked on a bite of sandwich. I looked up at him with a smile.

“I’ll be your slut. Dylan Divinity fits you though, you are divinely perfect.” I said taking another bite of my sandwich. He blushed and came to sit on the bed next to me. I pulled a piece of bacon out of my sandwich with one of my bites. He looked at it hanging out of my mouth and bit down on the other end of it. He pulled away and chewed silently on his bit of bacon. As soon as we both swallowed, I jumped on him and hugged him tightly.

“I love you so much; please don’t get tired of me.” I said quietly.

“I would never leave such a cute lover like you. I love you too much to do that.” He said leaning down and kissing my forehead.

We lived happily ever after. The sex helped that a lot. Haha.

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