The morning sun filtered through the window, falling on the boy's naked skin. He lay senseless on the king-size bed in one of the large mansion's rooms.

His hands and feet were still bound to the bedposts. His skin was chafed and raw in places, old bloodstains now transformed into deep, murky brown.

His face was a mask of pain. His body, a canvas of deep blue and black marks, screamed and bore witness to the previous night. The boy's eyes were open, but they held no emotion, as if they had been completely emptied.

He just stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking about how far his life had fallen.

FLASHBACK

The night was silent, the large mansion enveloped in a profound hush. The vast structure seemed bathed entirely in black. Every door and window of the house was black.

Even the curtains and furniture were black. Outside, winds howled fiercely, and amidst this gale, a car pulled up and stopped outside the mansion. A man stepped out. He looked to be around 30.

Slung over his shoulder was a boy, perhaps 22-23 years old. His body was completely limp. His eyes flickered between consciousness and oblivion, but they held no fear; there was only love.

The older man carried him inside and went straight up the stairs. He entered a room, laid the younger boy down, and sat beside him, just gazing at his face.

He might have kept looking forever, but the younger boy opened his eyes and, still intoxicated, looked at him with immense affection.

The younger boy's fingers trailed along the man's jawline, then slid down, applying pressure to his neck. The man let out a soft gasp, his entire body seeming to tremble at that touch.

The younger boy, tracing his fingers, said in a seductive voice, "What are you looking at, Rehaan?"

Rehaan caught his hand and said in a drugged voice, "Hold me tight, Daddy!"

A crooked smile spread across the other boy's lips. He suddenly moved on top of Rehaan.

He ran his tongue over Rehaan's neck and whispered, "Do you even know, darling, what you are asking for?"

A shiver ran through Rehaan's body at his touch. He grabbed the boy's collar, pulling him closer, and said, "Mr. Arnav Singhania! I said, hold me tight."

Arnav, with intoxicated desire, said, "Now, don't blame me for what's coming."

Rehaan murmured hazily, "Don't waste any time."

Arnav leaned over him, "I won't, my boy."

Then he crushed his lips against Rehaan's. He started with soft, gentle kisses, but slowly they deepened. His tongue explored every part of Rehaan's mouth.

Gradually, he began to bite Rehaan's lips, biting in a way that made love itself seem to seep from the wounds. But neither Arnav retreated nor Rehaan stopped him; instead, Rehaan leaned in, matching his intensity.

Only when Rehaan began to struggle for breath after ten minutes did Arnav release his lips. Rehaan was panting heavily, but Arnav didn't stop. Moving from his lips, he descended upon his neck.

He tugged harshly at Rehaan's shirt, buttons popping and scattering mercilessly. Arnav's fingers danced over his bare chest, making Rehaan's breath hitch uncontrollably. He began kissing his neck with fierce intensity.

He was lost in the act when suddenly Rehaan's gasp echoed through the room, "Ah...!"

A smile played on Arnav's lips because he had bitten Rehaan's neck. Rehaan's gasp seemed to intoxicate Arnav further. He was drifting. He slowly moved down to his bare chest and began kissing it.

Once again, Rehaan gasped, "Ah......!"

Because Arnav, while kissing the skin of his chest, had caught it with his teeth and pulled slightly, sending a jolting thrill through Rehaan's body, causing his legs to curl inward.

Seeing him curl into himself like that, a devilish smile spread across Arnav's face.

Не stared intently at Rehaan and said in a dangerously low voice, "Don't you dare, baby boy, or else..."

He left the threat hanging, but Rehaan understood its meaning perfectly. With that, Arnav shrugged off his coat and tossed his shirt aside. He leaned over Rehaan's chest again and began moving his tongue seductively over it.

Meanwhile, Rehaan began to feel sensations building again. The way Arnav was working his tongue on his chest made Rehaan's hairs stand on end. His breathing began to deepen.

Arnav, kissing his chest, moved down to his abs and began kissing them. After a while, Arnav lay down beside Rehaan. When Rehaan saw him lie down, a deeper intoxication clouded his eyes. He understood what Arnav wanted now.

He got up from his spot and sat on Arnav's torso. As soon as he sat, Rehaan could feel the hardness of Arnav's dick.

Meanwhile, Arnav was also in a desperate state because he could no longer control himself. He felt an ache in his dick.

Meanwhile, Rehaan leaned over Arnav's chest and began kissing it-sometimes the right side, sometimes the left. Slowly, Rehaan began moving downward.

As he went down, Rehaan started kissing Arnav's abs. Arnav's breaths were becoming deeper. His hands found their way into Rehaan's hair. Arnav began to caress his short hair.

In one swift motion, Rehaan freed Arnav's dck from his pants and pressed his lips against it. He parted his lips, trying to take Arnav's dick into his mouth, but it was proving very difficult because Arnav's dick was quite large, too big for Rehaan's small hands to manage properly.

Rehaan's small hands were no match for Arnav's 8-inch dick, which Rehaan couldn't quite take properly into his mouth. Meanwhile, watching Rehaan's movements, a heady intoxication filled Arnav's eyes.

He fisted Rehaan's hair and thrust his dick completely into Rehaan's mouth, forcing his lips wide open and bringing tears to his eyes. But Arnav didn't stop there.

He held Rehaan's hair tightly and began pushing himself deeper into his mouth. The sound of Rehaan's choked cries echoed in the room. After a while, Rehaan began to match his rhythm.

He started moving his head up and down himself. His eyes had normalized somewhat. And now he was actively giving Arnav a blowjob.

Meanwhile, Arnav was beginning to feel the pleasure. His eyes started rolling upward.

Arnav began to growl, "Aahhh.... fuck you. I'm gonna fuck you. Very hard. Ahh....."

Meanwhile, Rehaan continued to give Arnav's dick a blowjob. When Arnav could no longer bear it, he grabbed Rehaan by the hair, pulled him back, pressed his lips to Rehaan's, and began kissing him fiercely.

He laid Rehaan back on the bed, tore off his own pants, and threw them on the floor. When he returned to the bed, Rehaan's back was towards him.

Arnav looked at Rehaan's hips, which were bouncy and attractive. He spanked Rehaan's hip, and the next moment, he positioned his dick at Rehaan's ass crack and thrust inside in one go. A scream was torn from Rehaan.

Tears welled in his eyes, and a few drops trickled down his cheeks. "Ah......!"

Rehaan was taking deep, ragged breaths. Meanwhile, Arnav had only entered him and then paused. He wasn't moving.

After a while, when he saw Rehaan had relaxed slightly, he gripped Rehaan by the shoulders and began to move. He broke down every barrier between them until there was no distance left.

Rehaan's breaths came faster, and Arnav lost himself in the rhythm. After nearly half an hour of fucking in the spooning position, Arnav turned Rehaan onto his back. Arnav hooked Rehaan's legs over his shoulders and began thrusting into him wildly.

He looked at Rehaan's face and said, "Have fun with me, baby boy."

Saying this, he began thrusting into Rehaan harder and faster. Arnav looked at Rehaan lovingly as he thrust. Rehaan's face was covered in sweat.

His hair was disheveled and stuck to his forehead, but Arnav didn't seem to mind his sweat. Arnav leaned over Rehaan, kissed his forehead, and started to say something, but no words came out.

Meanwhile, Rehaan was also looking into Arnav's eyes with his own heavy-lidded eyes. His eyes were still filled with intoxication.

When Arnav found himself unable to speak, he pressed his lips to Rehaan's and began kissing him, while continuing to move inside him.

Another half hour passed like this, with Arnav moving inside Rehaan while watching his face. Nearly two hours later, Arnav was still moving.

Meanwhile, Rehaan's eyes were heavy with sleep. The only sounds in the room were their heavy breaths and Rehaan's soft whimpers. All night, they were lost in each other, loving each other to their heart's content.

About 15 minutes later, Arnav, growling, lay down beside Rehaan. He was taking deep, heavy breaths.

Rehaan, exhausted, had fallen into sleep's embrace within moments. Arnav watched Rehaan's face for a while, and then his eyes too closed.

END FLASHBACK

Remembering all this, tears streamed from Rehaan's eyes.

He closed them and said to himself, "Why, Arnav? Why are you not the same as before? What was lacking in my love that you started treating me like this?"

To be continued...