18. Matteo

Chapter 18

Matteo

With Kyan waiting patiently in the cinema room for the afternoon movie to begin, Matteo knew that he didn’t have too much time to wrap up his admin.

For so long, the study in Matteo’s townhouse had been a place of sanctuary for him. It was the quietest room in the house – in no small part due to the fact that the window was double-reenforced bullet proof glass. So as the quiet day to day life of his upper-crust neighborhood went on outside, Matteo was fully insulated from any distracting noise.

The reality of course was that all the windows in Matteo’s house were bullet proofed. In fact, the whole building had been very subtly security-proofed since he moved in. Matteo had ensured that his neighbors never cottoned on to the work he was having done though – the last thing that Matteo wanted was for any prying eyes or wandering minds to start to gossip and wonder precisely what it was he did for a living.

‘Okay. Time to message the men…’ Matteo said, his voice low and the tumbler of whisky glistening in the corner of his eye as he picked up his cell phone.

MATTEO: Cousins… I’m ready to make my move. I’ll put you both on security at my place. You can bring a man each with you too. But remember, I don’t want any attention on my house unless it’s totally unavoidable. The boy may have his two friends over, but Kyan is under strict instruction as to what is expected of him. If he steps out of line, message me. If you need to correct Kyan’s friends, you may do that yourselves.

Matteo leaned back in his seat and waited for Michael and Faustino to respond. He knew that his two closest allies might not be overly keen on being put on a watching brief rather than coming with Matteo – but it had to be this way.

The truth was that Matteo was going to be making a very dangerous trip with Steele. The two of them had worked together on some very dangerous operations in the past, and they both knew how the other worked. Matteo could have brought Michael and Faustino into the fold, but it would have meant adding an unnecessary risk to Kyan’s life – after all, if things went wrong then Matteo wanted to at least have one final comfort of knowing that Kyan would be in safe hands.

And indeed, Matteo couldn’t think of two better men than Faustino and Michael to protect Kyan in the event of his downfall. Matteo had even made a detailed plan, accompanied by codes to hidden bank accounts and safehouse, that Kyan could use if it came to pass that this was one mission too far for Matteo.

‘Fuck, this is very real,’ Matteo muttered, sipping on his whisky. ‘I just hope Michael and Faustino understand why I have to do this without them.’

But Matteo needn’t have worried too much…

FAUSTINO: Instructions received, captain. You know we would both come with you in a heartbeat. But this is for the young man, and we both get that too. Eyes open. Stay safe. Fire first.

MICHAEL : Agreed. And don’t worry, if either of Kyan’s friends step out of line, I’ll have them over my knee and begging for mercy before they know what’s spanking them. Go well. And know that when this is done, we will rule as Fendi’s together.

Matteo smiled as he read Faustino and Michael’s messages. The pair of them were worth their weight in gold and Matteo truly appreciated how fortunate he was to have men who he could trust with not only his life, but his boy’s life too.

It was at this point that Matteo could hear Kyan calling out for him.

‘Damn, it’s been longer than twenty minutes,’ Matteo said, shaking his head. ‘I told the boy it would be less than five until I was done. How ever will I make it up to him…’

With a wicked smile on his face and a rapidly hardening cock, Matteo stood up from his treasured vintage study chair and made his way toward the cinema room.

There was an excitable young man waiting for him, but Matteo suddenly had an idea how to send that excitement into a whole other stratosphere…

Matteo stood outside the door to the cinema room and took his clothes off as quietly and quickly as he could. His cock was standing to full attention and his mind was trained on one thing and one thing only, and that was Kyan…

‘Popcorn! Get your popcorn!’ Matteo said, striding into the darkened room, totally naked.

‘Yummy!’ Kyan said, his jaw dropping as he turned around in his seat and saw the sight of his rock-hard, horny Daddy approaching him. ‘OMG! Daddy, you’re wild!’

‘I want you naked, on all fours, and with that ass high in the air,’ Matteo growled, watching with serious intent as Kyan immediately jumped to the task. ‘That little butt is getting eaten tonight.’

Kyan squealed in delight as he got himself in position on the large couch, the perfect arch of his back visible in the projector screen’s glow.

Matteo crouched behind Kyan and placed his hands on Kyan’s hips, gently squeezing them and then moving toward his pure-white ass cheeks.

‘Do you want Daddy’s tongue?’ Matteo asked, his cock slapping up against his stomach as his arousal grew and grew. But this wasn’t about Matteo’s pleasure. This was all about giving Kyan the perfect warm up for the events to come.

‘Yes, please,’ Kyan said, his ass hole now on display as Matteo parted his cheeks. ‘Daddy… I need your tongue. Give it to me.’

Matteo grinned wickedly as he lapped his tongue up and over Kyan’s puckered hole. The sound of Kyan’s whimper of delight only prompted Matteo to flick his tongue back down before working it up again in one movement.

‘I’ve dreamed about this,’ Kyan gasped, the feeling of Matteo’s hard tongue pressing against his ass hole making his legs tense up. ‘ Mmmph . It’s even better than I’d…’

Matteo flicked his tongue back and forth before pressing it inside Kyan’s ass, making him stop in his tracks mid-sentence as his entire body convulsed in pure pleasure.

And Matteo was far from done in giving Kyan what he craved.

Matteo continued to work his tongue in and out of Kyan’s ass, even encouraging him to press his perfect butt back and drive it down on Matteo’s hard, wet tongue.

‘Show Daddy what a down and dirty boy you are,’ Matteo said during a brief rest from Kyan’s ass. ‘I want you to let it all out for me. Show me your most wicked side.’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ Kyan panted, sounding almost as stimulated from Matteo’s words as he was from his magic tongue. ‘I’m going to be your slut tonight…’

Matteo grinned wickedly as he moved from the side of the couch and laid his body down on the softly carpeted floor. Without being prompted, Kyan moved off the couch and squatted above Matteo’s face before dropping down onto his mouth and letting out a long moan of carnal delight as he sat on his face.

‘This… I… it’s… I’m…’ Kyan said, his jumbled words not hiding the fact that he was dizzy with desire as he unashamedly rode his Daddy’s face.

Matteo’s tongue and face was the target for Kyan’s ass and balls as he gyrated and ground himself into a frenzy. Matteo loved it that Kyan was losing any inhibitions he might have had and was now allowing his deepest desires to lead the way without fear or any sense of shame.

But Matteo was also conscious that he didn’t want Kyan to overdo things and totally shoot his load too soon…

‘Enough pleasure,’ Matteo said as he lifted Kyan’s perfect cheeks off his mouth. ‘It’s time to bring you back to down to earth with a little pain…’

Matteo swiftly got up onto his haunches and brought Kyan in close to him. With his nipples a perfect target, he took each one in his hands and squeezed on them – gently at first, and then a little harder…

‘Can you take more?’ Matteo asked, stretching Kyan’s pink nipples out further.

‘I can take… whatever you give me,’ Kyan said, biting his bottom lip as Matteo applied a subtle twist to his fingers. ‘Fuck. That’s so good. Punish me more.’

‘I think you should punish yourself, for your Daddy’s entertainment,’ Matteo said, letting go of Kyan’s nipples and watching as he twisted, stretched, and squeezed on them himself. ‘Good. Slap your hard cock for me too. Do it! Now keep doing that until you feel ready for some more pleasure. Daddy’s big cock is ready to make you feel things you’ve never, ever felt before. But only when the time is right…’

Kyan groaned as he slapped his cock and pulled his nipples further still, thrusting his crotch into Matteo’s chest as he did.

The boy was ready to go all the way and let it all out, Matteo could sense it.

And with his mouth fresh with the taste of Kyan’s ass and his cock harder than the strongest steel, Matteo knew exactly what direction the pair of them were about to head in too…

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