Chokehold

by Leigh Rivers

To all the readers who dream of being chased through the woods and face-fucked by their masked stepbrother.

My eyes absently zone into the way his throat moves with each gulp. I wish I could cut it wide open and watch the way his blood flows out. I’d make sure I drained every drop, bleed him dry, then sit by while he turns blue and lifeless.

Reaching for the chin of the mask, they don’t stop me as I slide it up, and I hesitate, my heart fucking thundering and cock pulsing as I stare down at my stepbrother. I swallow past a sudden lump in my throat, my eyes zoned into his lips, his fucking mouth. His heavy breaths – how audible they are. Why am I getting harder?

So, I might have a secret obsession with my stepbrother, but that doesn’t make me gay…right?

Unknown: My dick begs for more when I think of you on your knees, and your mouth stuffed with my cum. Heart in my throat, I type out a reply. Me: Who’s this? His response is immediate. Unknown: Your worst nightmare.

Unknown: I was thinking how fucking pathetic you were, gagging on my dick and clawing at my thighs as though I’d let you breathe if you hurt me. Spoiler: I wouldn’t. You’d die suffocating on my fat cock first.

Unknown: I’m going to fuck up your world and everyone and everything in it. I’ll leave you so broken that you’ll crawl on your hands and bleeding knees, begging for scraps, begging for my cum. Begging for me to hurt you. Unknown: By the time I’m done with you, nothing will be left for anyone else to salvage.

I’ll happily burn down the world and everyone in it to watch Cole squirm like a worm on my hook.

There are no lengths, no stretch of the imagination that I won’t go to own every part of him.

Someone could walk in any moment now, but I don’t care. I’ll murder anyone who sees him like this. Snap their fucking neck like a fragile twig. Bathe in their damn blood and use it to lube up Cole’s pretty ass.

We’re both chameleons in our unique ways, hiding behind impenetrable walls and cracked masks.

“Such a good fucking boy,” I whisper in his ear, keeping my voice low and undetected.

You want a villain? Fine. I’ll be your worst fucking nightmare.”

His hand in mine is enough for now. I’d live and die a thousand lifetimes to relive this moment, and if this is his only surrender, I’ll take it.