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The hand cupping Luca's balls had moved farther down and underneath his wrinkled sac. There were two fingers at the rim to his channel, and Luca was shuddering and his hands began to travel toward Marcus' shoulders, his captor being hunched as he performed his ministrations. Initially, Luca tried weakly to push Marcus' shoulders back and away from him, but his well lubed fingers were preparing him while Luca leaned back against the ledge of the rustic stone bath, his blue eyes closed and on the verge of sperming all over his hand. Marcus's digits had entered his muscled ass deeply enough to find his prostate, and suddenly the hands on Marcus' shoulder were no longer pushing him away. Luca's slender hands gripped the angle of his shoulder hard enough for his fingers to dig into his skin.<br/>
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Luca gasped then, trying to gather any and all resolve to resist Marcus and he pushed on his shoulders with his hands. Marcus cast his heated gaze upon the man he believed was his true love yet refused to relinquish his possessive grasp of his hand around Luca's cock. Nor would he remove his fingers from the tight void between the cleft of Luca's ass,  just continuing to inflict their sweet torment.  Smiled into his lover's eyes, Marcus probably could see that victory was near. He had become the one true lover that Luca sorely needed and most of all desired. It was so achingly obvious that Luca, who was experiencing these new sensations for the very first time, wanted it as much as he did. The moment a soft moan was elicited from Luca's sweet lips, it was evident that Marcus had won the battle of seduction.<br/>
</span><br/><i><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">"Yes Luca, you were made for me."</span></span></i><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><br/>
Marcus promised Luca a new world where only his love for him existed, a special offering to Luca. In the mind of the deluded, there would be many different promises to ensure his own agenda would be met. As Luca's sole provider, there would be many more possibilities for Luca to live a happy life sequestered away from the rest of the world with him. As Marcus penetrated him with another finger, Luca could feel himself slipping away,  becoming part of the rhythm and cadence of Marcus' fantasy. In reality that really wasn't an exaggeration. Marcus was rhythmically stroking Luca's cock and finger fucking him, causing Luca to move his hips in rhythm with his attentions. The Brazilian super model released a hoarse sounding gasp each time the tip of Marcus' middle finger rubbed against his prostate.<br/>
</span><br/><i><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">“That's it, Luca,” Marcus purred, encouraging him.</span></span></i><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><br/>
Luca was trembling and shuddering, undecided, tempted, scared, aroused.<br/>
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Marcus then sank down upon his knees between Luca's legs as he sat upon the bathtub ledge. He was already breathing heavily and groaning, feeling a sense of panic as Marcus pulled him down so that their bodies were both flush together in the warm water. There was no amount of gentle preparation from Marcus to prevent Luca's protest once the bulb of Marcus' cock to press against his pucker. Luca's second thoughts were voiced rather loudly, but Marcus prevented the younger man's discontent from being heard. Sealing his lips with his own, the grunts and groans of his initial tight entry were muffled.<br/>
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When Marcus' cockhead breached Luca's sphincter, Luca tore his mouth away from his lips and arched his back, his head bending back far enough to see the entire muscled column of his throat as he released a cry from the pain of his first taking. Marcus succeeded once again at blocking the haunting sound of his lover's voice by slipping his tongue into his mouth. What felt pleasurably tight to Marcus as he sheathed himself within Luca's fiery heat, felt like a stretching burn to all the pain receptors in his anus. Instead of pleasure, he felt like his deepest core was being scoured with a square of sandpaper.<br/>
</span><br/><i><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">"You feel so much better than I possibly could have imagined."</span></span></i><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><br/>
Luca could feel Marcus' body shake with excitement at the moment of penetration. It seemed like the very moment he lived for, his arousal increasing, his cock growing more engorged as he relentlessly deflowered Luca. His lover started to fight him, his body becoming taut as he writhed within his arms and flailed. Muffling his lips with another kiss to stifle Luca's cries of "too big," "it hurts," "too much" --it met deaf ears. He wanted Luca to be able to enjoy the pleasures that their flesh could afford, and held Luca still against his body by lacing his muscled arms under the young man's arms to effectively immobilize Luca's hands from reaching his body.<br/>
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Restraint was needed until his expert love making skills began to impact Luca more positively. When his gentle thrusts bottomed out and created a rhythm of a hard fuck, Luca's passage began to adjust to being taken. His cries slowly merged into grunts and groans,  gradually becoming moans and sighs as Luca found his rhythm as well. Being inexperienced and young, it didn't take very long for the stimulation to his cock and ass to cause Luca to reach his climax first. Dark, wavy locks formed a diadem like an angel's halo, that seemed to glow at the height of his orgasmic release. Luca's dreamy blue, hooded eyes formed a vortex of his soul that constantly revolved and spun. His full, sensuous lips were still slightly parted mid moan.<br/>
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The muscled body within Marcus' arms rivaled that of Apollo. When Luca tried to speak, the aroused rasp of his voice couldn't even find the correct words. It was obvious why Marcus desired him and decided to claim him that day in Central Park while out for a run. Luca was perfection itself. His deep, guttural groan echoed against the walls as his cock exploded several spurts of creamy goo between Marcus' belly and his own. Requiring a better vantage point to get his dick wet, Marcus eased his lover's body up from the water in one graceful motion so as not to create a water hazard later when getting out of the bathtub. Luca was out of the water, body dripping and magnificent as Marcus aligned his hips once more between his. <br/>
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It appeared that Marcus just getting ramped up as Luca was trying to catch his breath, and after an application of more lubricant the angle of descent had become faster, deeper and without any further resistance from Luca. Marcus had started Luca off on gentle cycle, and now he was banging into Luca with full force in order to fully and quickly reach his plateau.<br/>
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Oh, aiiii Marcus. Oh, oh, ohhhh!"<br/>
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Marcus's smooth masterful strokes were beginning to not only have an affect on him, but Luca as well. To allow his young lover additional pleasure, he worked one hand between the youth's spread thighs and dragged his fingers over the Luca's throbbing cock, pushing his foreskin back and flicking at the piss slit with the edge of his fingernail.<br/>
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"Oh, oh, ahhhhhhh!" Luca whimpered.<br/>
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Surprised and quite pleased at how Luca was responding to him, Marcus jerked his hips back and thrusted deep, keeping his hand wrapped around the base of Luca's engorged cock, gently stroking it. As his own seed rushed from his body in a wild heated spray to fill the empty space within Luca, cum burbled up from the model's piss slit and dribbled down Marcus' fist. Luca made a soft growl of pleasure, as his sensitive cock was manipulated until his seed formed a milky glaze upon his belly. The evidence of their union soon vanished into the swirling vath water as Marcus sank back into the tub with Luca in his arms.<br/>
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Kisses were spread across his heated flesh, while he listened to Marcus speaking. He was unsure of what to do with his hands, and he couldn't manage intelligible words, at least until Luca's blue eyes began to refocus and he snapped out of the daze he was in.<br/>
</span><br/><i><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">“I love you, Luca. I want to be good to you always. You remind me so much of someone I knew when I was much younger. Only this time father isn't around to scare you away for our inappropriate games.”<br/>
</span></span></i><br/><span style="font-size: 18px">What Marcus had just admitted was not only profound but also formed additional questions in his mind that found their way to Luca's lips. "I remind you of someone you used to know, why? Is this someone you play a game with, your lover too? I thought I was made only for you, you tell me that before. What happened to him, Marcus?" Luca questioned him, knowing nothing about Marcus' past, up until this point.<br/>
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The content of Marcus' voluntary release of information bothered Luca, yet worried him at the same time. Judging from the way Marcus couldn't keep his hands off of his body, Luca had begun to understand why his father forbid his inappropriate games, as well as any interested suitors. If whoever Marcus compared him with had been a lover at all, it could have been a figment of Marcus' imagination.  quietly complied with Marcus' desire to end their bath and resume their activity in the bedroom. Naturally, Luca's towel was yanked away so that his nakedness was on display. Luca's body was something Marcus couldn't get enough of, and now it was all his.<br/>
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Luca nodded in response to Marcus' question. It wasn't as if pain would deter a second round from happening, so he didn't put up a fight or refuse Marcus' affections. Luca just didn't reciprocate them back, which would become quite obvious once he was alone with Marcus under the comforter.</span>