Chapter 3.

Mine.

After Jackson told Cristian that he wasn't satisfied yet, the boy trembled and closed his legs in an act of protection, but the stronger man opened them with one hand and, carrying him, made him wrap his legs around his waist and without warning, penetrated him again, because again his thing had risen with more life than ever, the man held Cristian's waist and raised and lowered him with ferocity, practically using him as if he were an object of chronic self-complacency, the boy cried and continued begging him to let go while looking at everything around him... there was not even a way to defend himself against that huge monster, because he was practically on top of the man jumping involuntarily and forcibly; then, and without warning, the man tore his shirt and began to bite his nipples with such intensity that they also bled from the force with which they had been bitten, and then began to lick and suck them savagely.

The boy's look of agony was something completely painful, as it was practically as if he was wishing he had not been born to live this moment, and while Jackson's bites were going up to his earlobe to ask him in a deep voice, if he was also enjoying it, to which the boy replied that he was not enjoying being raped in this brutal way, but he only answered: you have a damn erection that says otherwise, your body is more honest than your lips, the humiliation was very great, because Cristian was reacting to the stimuli that his body was feeling, but his mind was exhausted and he wanted to get out of this living nightmare, while Jackson's moans were heard so lascivious in his ear that the skin was completely bristling, and the sound of the splashing he made when penetrating him intensely was what did not let him put his mind in another situation but chained him to remember that this moment was real and if it was happening, and that everything around him was too, then Jackson lowered him and he put him on his knees on the bloody floor and the boy, without understanding anything, was forced to open his mouth while the man pushed quickly and hard almost into his throat, rolling his eyes in complete ecstasy and emptying his liquid into the boy's mouth, who then made signs that he was going to vomit, but the man told him to swallow it and then told him to use his tongue to clean his thing, the boy began to lick everything, finding liquid feces in some areas and pre-seminal fluid that continued to come out, but he noticed that Jackson had a half-moon scar on one of his balls, which by how well healed it was more than evident that the scar had been there for years. 

After finishing cleaning everything with his tongue, the boy vomited at that very moment without stopping, the bad taste he had in his throat was brutal, while the bile in his stomach burned his throat and palate, because he had nothing else to vomit, but the smell in the place was so disgusting, that it made you want to vomit, what Cristian had not realized because he was vomiting, was that Jackson had sat up in bed and watched him very carefully and then told him: cute boys like you have to be in a museum so that everyone can admire their beauty, but I like to monopolize beauty and keep it in my hands, so if you manage to disappear from my sight right now I will set you free and I will not look for you again, but if in the next 5 minutes I continue to see you, you will become part of my possessions, the boy did not think twice and said: ¿since when do the 5 minutes start running?, they are already running he said, you have lost two of them vomiting, so he got up Quickly and limping because of the wound on his leg he left the room which he had already unlocked and saw the stairs at the end of the hall, which he practically ran down and the main door was open, it was freedom, he had managed to survive, but he didn't know that while he was trying to escape, Jackson was silently following him because he didn't want to lose his possessions and when the boy crossed the threshold of the main entrance the man closed the door and watched him from a window run towards the road to get lost in the distance, and then the man commented practically to nothing, that this cute boy was his, he belonged to him because he had been his first and only man from the moment he ran into him at university...