Author's note: This is my first story, I hope you enjoy it! I'd appreciate any feedback, and let me know if you enjoyed it!
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His deep growls and sinful grunts filled the air as he struggled in the chair, his wrists chaffing from the rope binding them to the mahogany chair. The air was thick, with a sultry quality about it, making breathing more taxing, only adding to his bass-filled roars that reverberated off the walls. A maroon cloth covered his eyes and his only feedback came from his ears, nose, and his sense of touch. It had been only 45 minutes, but it felt like hours for him. Her devilish snicker hit his eardrums as she strolled back in, scanning his writhing body before looking down at his throbbing member. A bead of precum had formed and was beginning to leak down his shaft. Noting it, she slowly made her way to him, running the softest part of her finger up his shaft, wiping up the precum and examining it, before wiping it onto her tongue, smiling.
"Mm. You taste so good." She told him as she smirked, loving this new feeling of power, having him under her thumb, left to her desires.
She slowly moved behind him, her light footsteps sounding like a kitten's as she found her way. Kneeling slightly, her cool breath hit the back of his neck, sending an electric shiver down his spine, causing him to moan out and struggle once more, to no avail. She smiled to herself and then bit the side of his neck gently, nibbling on him as she made her way to his ear, her soft lips teasing him before she made her way back to the front of her prisoner. Without a word, she turned her back to him, reaching back and taking a firm grip on his shaft, slowly sitting down, her dripping labia but inches away from his engorged head.
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Leno. It was the moniker he went by and one he'd grown accustomed to. He sat at his desk, typing away on his laptop from home, tackling his daily work. His job was very peculiar, he worked as a cybersecurity admin for a certain company, and his job was to protect against cyber attacks by counter hacking any possible people who tried to steal the company's data. He was top notch and being paid well, even though he only worked about 3-4 days out of the week. He finished his work for the day and rested his laptop on his coffee table, sinking back into his couch, letting his mind roam.
Almost instantly his mind was filled with lewd, naughty thoughts, ranging from quietly plowing a woman in a movie theater, to having a plump pussy on his face for him to devour until she came. A slight bulge grew in his sweats and he gave it a quick rub before he got up and decided to go out to his local bar.
He hadn't had any action in the last few months, and that didn't help his lust at all. His usual escape from the lustful suffering was to work, play games, or hit the bar, and tonight was bar night. It was a lively place, and 2 of his close college friends, Marc and Nia were bound to be there having their fun, getting drunk and telling wild stories about their lives. The thought made him chuckle as he finished getting dressed.
Leno smirked at himself in the mirror, his black skin shining as he rolled up the sleeves on his shirt, revealing his veined, muscular forearms. His hair was in a taper fade afro, showcasing his coils, and he had a well kept chinstrap outlining his strong jaw. His dark brown eyes glistened in the light, although they usually looked black in most light. To finish up, he put on a black smartwatch, chukkas, and sprayed some cologne on himself before walking out the door with his things.
As he closed his door and walked to the elevator, one of his neighbors saw him, looking him up and down before chuckling.
"Vas a emborrachar?(Going to get drunk? ) You look nice, and you smell like a magnet." Said his older Panamanian neighbor. She was like a second mother to him and just as overbearing, making comments almost every time he went anywhere.
"Hah, si quieres llamarlo asi.(If you want to call it that) I'm just going to chill with some friends, nothing crazy, Tia(Aunty). I'm off the clock so it's time for me to have fun, right? Su tiempo se acabó, asi me da mio(Your time's up, so give me mine)" He said with a chuckle back, teasing her about her age, knowing she hated it.
"Callate!(Shut up!) Go have your fun, don't call me when you get in trouble, you're on your own, smartmouth! Vete! Vete!(Go away!)" She said, shooing him away as the elevator came, watching him enter.
"Bye, Tia!" He said with a chuckle as the door closed, putting his hands in his pockets as he rode the elevator down, making a few stops on the way. Finally at the lobby, he let everyone else walk out, following them out of the building.
Leno took a deep breath of that lovely summer air and made his way to the train, loving the lights of the city at night. The air was sultry and humid, which wasn't fun at all, but there was an occasional breeze that gave some reprieve. Luckily, when he got to the train station, the train was just arriving, saving him the wait time in the humidity. He took the train from Brooklyn into Manhattan, getting off in the LES and walking to the bar. Leno loved Midnight's bright blue sign that almost screamed, "Come make bad decisions!" He entered the bar, giving a dap to the bartender Ty, a slightly older black man, who had been with them for years, fueling their alcoholic escapades since college. Within a few seconds, he found Marc and Nia, glasses in hand, laughing their asses off.
"Ayyyyyyy, yerrrrrrrr!" They yelled in excitement as they saw him, waving him to come over and sit in the booth with them.
"Yerrrrrrrr!!" He responded with a chuckle as he sat down, giving them both hugs. And so it began, he ordered his first drink, and began talking with them. Nia was a plus size, light caramel skinned Black woman who wore her red hair in a curly bob, and loved lipstick. Marc was a moderately built black man who wore short locs, and took his hair care very seriously. Nia had an amazing story about how at work, one of her coworkers came in drunk and tried to play if off, only to trip and fall on the CEO, who was there for a surprise inspection. They got fired that instant, and before being able to defend themselves, threw up and passed out on the floor. Marc and Leno were near tears from laughter as Nia told her story, unable to believe it.
Marc talked about how on his morning run, an old guy with a boot on his head was jogging like it was normal, while reciting Shakespearean sonnets in reverse. The laughing and drinking continued and Leno was caught up in their fun until he went to order another round of drinks. He stood up and walked up to the counter. Leno and Ty had a short conversation about gaming as he ordered, discussing a newly released action-adventure game they had been waiting for. They sounded like children talking about how awesome it was, but that was their usual manner of speaking about these sorts of things. Ty stepped away to continue his duties and as Leno waited, he turned his head to the door just as she walked in.
