Free switched by Desconhecido(a) Page A

learn to be Bastian. And in doing so, you will learn to respect him.”
    “No fucking way.” There wasn’t anyone in the universe he’d rather not be. “I am not Sebastian. Not at all.”
    “A plug, I think, to start,” said Gus, as if he had not even heard. “Not too big, though Bastian would prefer a larger one.”
    Gus went again to the dresser of evil and pulled out a chrome plug.
    “I said, no, you prick.”
    “No, I don’t think you deserve my prick yet.”
    The plug was pushed into his mouth, effectively gagging him, Gus’ hazel eyes hard as they stared into his own. “I suggest you work up some spit for it, Jacob. I’ll prepare you, but I’m not lubing up the plug.”
    He screamed around the plug, tensing up to kick at Gus, to threaten him. He didn’t get fucked, damn it.
    Gus opened the ridiculous pants he was wearing, tugging them down his legs. “If you relax, it’ll go easier.”
    He struggled and kicked, cursing his brother with everything he was.
    “Do I need to chain your ankles as well?” Gus asked him sharply.
    He screamed again, furious and wanting nothing more than his own home, his own body, his Walt.
    “All right, if that’s how you want to play it.”
    Gus fetched cuffs for his ankles, attached them to yet more chains, leaving him hanging, spread and naked. Absolutely vulnerable.
    His ass was slapped, Gus settling behind him. He could feel the man’s breath against his cheeks. He tensed, pulled away, but Sebastian’s body knew Gus’ touch, Gus’ presence. Gus moaned softly, the sound pained and then his cheeks were parted, something hot and wet licking at him.
    His mind protested; Sebastian’s body acquiesced. It scared him, the way this body moved.
    “That’s it, Bastian,” murmured Gus. “Let me in, Precious.” Gus’ tongue pierced him, huge hands on his hips pulling him back into the penetration.
    He shook, breath huffing from him. He wanted his Walter, his baby, close and safe and dear. Again and again, Gus’ tongue slid into his ass, spreading him open, making him wet. Jacob fought the pleasure, but Sebastian was wired for it, needed it. It seemed to go on and on, his prick going hard as Gus pressed deeper and deeper. Finally one big hand wrapped around his prick, tugging firmly.
    He shook his head, fighting it with all he was,
    One big thumb pressed into his slit and there was a growl. “Come.”
    Sebastian’s body jerked, balls emptying on the command. Jacob groaned, gasped, tugged at the chains.
    “Beautiful,” murmured Gus, hands sliding along his thighs, his ass, and then two slick fingers slid into him, continuing the job of stretching that Gus’ tongue had begun.
    He had never been entered, never allowed it, but Sebastian’s body was eager for it, accepting.
    Gus stood, voice at his ear. “I will fuck you now, leave my seed inside you. The plug will make sure it stays there.”
    Everything within him went tight and panicked at the familiar words, the words that so comforted Walt.
    Gus’ prick felt huge against his ass, against his crack and then against his hole. “Breathe, I do not wish to hurt you.”
    He struggled, tugging and pulling until Sebastian’s skin tore, rivulets of blood sliding down his arms.
    “Beast! That is not your body.” Gus’ prick pushed into him with the words, insistent, undeniable. Thick and huge and inside him.
    He went still, suddenly terrified, deeply frightened.
    Gus pushed all the way in, stretched him impossibly. Once Gus’ hips were pressed against his ass, the muscled chest hot against his back, Gus’ hands began to slide over his chest, fingers tugging the rings in his nipples, stroking over his belly, teasing his cock.
    “That’s better,” murmured Gus, voice tender. “Just be still and let me love you, my Precious.”
    He took a shaky breath, keening, eyes rolling. He wasn’t Sebastian. He was Jacob. This body wasn’t his .
    “Sh, sh,” murmured Gus, beginning to move, filling him again and again. The