Chapter 37

Dan opened his eyes slowly. This is… He suddenly got flashbacks.

Dan gets up and gets pulled down again by the chain on his neck.

He slowly sat up and saw himself clean and still wearing the same clothes yesterday.

"I heard the chain so I rushed over." Warren leaned at the door frame with a smirk on his face, holding a tray with food.

"You psycho! Release me now!" Dan shouted, feeling the pain on his mouth.

"Calm down and have something to eat." Warren walked towards him, grabbed the chair on the side and sat down.

"Do you think I'm going to eat?!" Dan replied, still shouting.

" 'Do you wanna die?' For not eating…" Warren said 'Do you wanna die?' These words, darkly.

"N-no…" Dan replied. "My mom will be alone if I die." He added.

Warren grinned. Dan saw it confused why Warren grinning like that, it's very different. Like his grin is hiding a very dark meaning.

"Then, let me feed you." Warren spoke, snapping Dan's thoughts.

He slowly opened his mouth, still unsure but yet Warren then started feeding him with a weird smile on his face. Warren hums, enjoying feeding Dan.

Dan gulped the last food. Warren gave him a glass of water and he grabbed it and drank.

He puts down the glass of water. "Let me go." Dan said in a low tone staring at the glass of water he's holding.

Warren grabbed his chin and tilted it up. "If you obey me I'll let you do whatever you want except for letting you go." Warren stared at Dan's eyes.

Dan tightened his grip at the glass. "Then make the chain long so I can move around the house."

Warren let out a chuckle. "Ok then. That's the good thing."

. . .

Dan looked around the house, it was very big, he had ever thought.

The chain rustles on the floor as he walks around. "Are you just standing there watching me?" Dan asked, turning around looking at Warren who's crossing his arm.

"Well, I'm just making sure you won't run away." Warren replied, still standing with cross arms.

Dan turned and continued to explore the house. He discovers a music room with a grand piano, a well-equipped home gym, and an expansive library. Warren follows at a distance, silently observing.

"How long do I stay here? And chained like a dog." Dan asked, standing straight.

"Forever." Warren replied, gravelly.

Dan clenched his hand. Being controlled and locked again. I hate it…I hate it… I hate it… He starts biting his lower lip without noticing it.

Warren noticed the way Dan clenched his hand and nibbled on his lower lip. "Stop that." He commanded, moving closer to Dan.

He gently grasped Dan's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. "You think you can just bite your lip like that?" Warren said in a stern tone.

Warren's thumb brushed over Dan's lower lip, a small movement that sent a shiver down Dan's spine.

Warren's gaze darkened as he observed the reactions he had managed to elicit from Dan. He moved even closer, pressing Dan against the nearest wall.

"You're cute, you know that?" he whispered, his breath warm against Dan's ear. "The way you nibble on your lip... the way you shiver under my touch."

"You can fight me all you want, but it's clear that your body betrays you." Warren continued, his hands trailing down Dan's sides, caressing him possessively. "You can deny it all you want, but deep down, you want this. You want me."

Dan's breath hitched as Warren's hands roamed over his body. He tried to resist, to push away, but he couldn't deny the way his body responded to Warren's touch.

"Stop..." Dan muttered weakly, his voice trembling.

Warren chuckled softly. "Stop what? Touching you, or telling you the truth?"

He moved even closer, his body pressing against Dan's as his hands continued to explore. "Your body doesn't lie, you know. I can feel the way you respond to me, how you press into my touch, even though you're trying to protest."

His fingers traced a path down Dan's chest, coming to rest at the waistband of his pants.

Warren leaned in closer, his breath hot against the shell of Dan's ear.

"Your body is so responsive," he whispered, his fingers gently teasing the sensitive skin of Dan's stomach as they continued to caress him. "You can say you don't want me, but your body... your body is telling a different story."

He chuckled softly, feeling the trembling in Dan's body beneath his touch. "You're just so damn cute, you know that? I can't help but want you even more when you fight me like this."

Dan's breath hitched as Warren's fingers traced a teasing path down his chest. He tried to maintain his composure, but the touch of the other man was driving him crazy. He could feel his body betraying him, responding to the possessive caress.

"Please..." he muttered, his voice weak.

Warren pulled back slightly, a sly smile on his face. "Please what, Dan?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly. "You need to use your words, otherwise I won't know what you want."

Dan clenched his teeth, his pride telling him to keep fighting, to resist the undeniable attraction he had for Warren. But his body was telling a different story. He closed his eyes, trying to fight the sensations coursing through him.

"I...I don't want this..." he muttered, even as his body leaned into Warren's touch.

Warren's grin widened as he saw Dan's body language contradicting his words. "You keep saying that," he whispered, his breath hot against Dan's ear. "But your body... It's so honest. It knows what it wants." His hands slid lower, resting on Dan's hips and pulling him closer.

"Look at how your body responds to me." Warren's hands roamed down to cup Dan's rear, pulling him flush against his growing bulge. Dan's breath hitched as he felt it.

Warren ground his hips slowly against Dan's, letting him feel every hard inch. He nipped at Dan's earlobe before soothing it with his tongue.

The chain on Dan's neck clacked on the ground as Warren continued touching him.

As Warren continues to touch Dan, his hands roaming over his body, Dan finds it harder and harder to resist. He can feel himself getting hard, his breathing growing faster and shallower.

Warren's hands slid down to cup Dan's backside, pulling him closer as he grinded his hardness against Dan. Dan's breath hitched as he felt Warren's bulge pressing against him, his body tensing as Warren nipped at his earlobe.

"See how your body responds to me?" Warren whispered, his hot breath against Dan's ear. "It knows what it wants, even if your mouth is saying something else." He slid one hand around to rest on Dan's abdomen, feeling the tense muscles beneath his touch.

Warren's hand slid down and unbuttoned Dan's jeans, the zipper following soon after. He slipped his hand inside, his long fingers wrapping around Dan's length. "Let's see how hard you are, shall we?" He looked at Dan's face, watching his reactions.

Dan let out a strangled gasp as Warren's hand wrapped around his hard length. He tried to push Warren away, but his body was too weak, too responsive to the touch. Warren's fingers stroked him slowly, teasing the head of his dick with his thumb.

Warren chuckled darkly as he felt Dan's cock throb in his hand. "Mmm, you're so hard for me already," he purred, his fingers tightening around Dan's shaft. "Your mouth says no, but your dick is begging for my touch."

He started to stroke Dan's cock faster, his thumb rubbing circles around the head. Dan's eyes rolled back, his head tilting back against the wall as he let out a whimper. Warren leaned in, his mouth capturing Dan's in a possessive kiss as he continued to jerk him off.

Dan's hands clenched into fists at his sides, his body convulsing with each stroke of Warren's hand. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his breath hitching with each touch. Warren broke the kiss, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watched Dan unravel.

"Look at you," Warren whispered, his voice hoarse. "So responsive, so beautiful." He increased the speed of his hand, his palm rubbing against Dan's length as he stroked him. "I can feel you tensing up, you're close, aren't you? Just let it happen, Dan."

Dan let out a cry, his body convulsing as he found his release in Warren's hand. Warren's mouth descended on his, swallowing his cries as he continued to milk him. When Dan was finally spent, Warren pulled back, his hand still cradling Dan's length.

Warren stood up, his own erection straining against his pants. He looked down at Dan, his face a mask of desire and possession. "Now it's my turn," he said, his voice rough with need. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom, tearing it open with his teeth.

Dan looked at Warren, his body standing still trembling from his release. He watched as Warren unbuttoned his own pants, pushing them down along with his underwear. His hardness sprang free, long and thick. Warren rolled the condom onto himself, his eyes locked onto Dan's.

Warren lifts Dan up, pushing him against the wall. He captures Dan's mouth in another searing kiss as he enters him, slowly sliding in despite Dan's whimpered protests.

As Warren thrusts into Dan, Dan's leg wrap around his waist, and his

other feet resting on the ground. Warren thick length stretching Dan open with each powerful thrust. Dan's back arches against the wall as Warren's hands grip Dan's hips, holding him in place as he pounds into him, the chain on Dan's neck jingling with each movement.

Warren breaks their kiss to look down at Dan, his eyes dark with lust as he watches his cock disappear into Dan's stretched hole. He pulls out almost completely before slamming back in, the force of his thrusts causing Dan's whole body to shake.

Warren's pace increases, his hips snapping forward as he drives into Dan harder and faster. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mingling with Dan's desperate moans and Warren's grunts of pleasure.

Dan's vision starts to blur from the intensity of the fucking, his mind going hazy as Warren's cock pistons in and out of him. He feels like he's being split open, his insides rearranging themselves to accommodate Warren's massive length.

Warren suddenly starts walking forward, carrying Dan still impaled on his cock. He stumbles towards the bed, never breaking his rhythm. The movement causes Dan to slide down further onto Warren's shaft, taking him impossibly deep.

Warren tosses Dan down onto the bed, falling on top of him without breaking their connection. He hooks Dan's legs over his shoulders and continues his merciless rhythm. The mattress squeaked beneath them in protest.

Warren's hips slammed against Dan's ass with brutal force, the headboard banging against the wall with each powerful thrust. He could feel his orgasm building, his cock throbbing inside Dan's tight heat. He tore Dan's clothes, seeing a couple of bruises and marks.

Warren's eyes darkened. "Did Eric do this?" He asked, menacingly.

Dan nods, causing Warren's expression to harden with anger. He leans down and kisses Dan possessively, his hips moving faster as if to erase any trace of Eric from Dan's body.

Warren's body tensed, his pace becoming erratic as he neared his release. "Dan," he groaned, "Oh Dan, You're mine, all yours is mine, He has no right to touch you, " he grunted, thrusting deeper and harder into Dan.

Warren's eyes locked onto Dan's belly as it rounded from the pressure of his thick erections entering Dan. "Even this, this belly, this is mine. I own you, Dan. Every inch of you belongs to me," He's hand on Dan's stomach flexed, his fingers splaying wide as he pressed firmly against the taut skin. Dan cried out, his body convulsing as another wave of pleasure washed over him, his insides clamping down around Warren's thickness.

Warren's face contorted with pleasure as he finally reached his peak. He buried his face in Dan's shoulder, his breathing heavy and ragged as he spilled into the condom. His body shuddered with each wave of his release. He collapsed on top of Dan, their limbs tangled together.

Dan lay boneless beneath Warren, his body Spend and heavy. He could feel Warren's heart racing against his chest, their breathing gradually slowing as they came down from their high. Warren finally stirred, his arms tightening around Dan briefly before he pulled out but then he started chuckling.

"What's so funny?" Dan asked, irritated still panting heavily.

Warren showed a ripped condom. "It got ripped." Dan's eyes widened as he saw the torn condom.

"Don't worry I'll look if the condom ripped inside of you." Before Dan can reply Warren unexpectedly entered his fingers inside Dan

Dan let out a surprised yelp as Warren's fingers pushed inside him, his stretched hole still clenching around Warren's thick fingers. "Warren, fuck! You can't just-"

"Shh, just relax," Warren murmured, his voice gentle yet firm. His fingers probed Dan's insides, searching for any sign of the broken condom. "I need to make sure, Dan."