Episode 1

"Under the Command of the Heart"

Sergeant Benjamin Santiago. Thirty-five years old. Six foot three. Two hundred and twenty pounds.

I still don't know how I ended up in that room. Once again, I did something stupid. I don't know why I didn't just ignore that guy drinking alone at the bar.

It wasn't normal for someone that beautiful to spend the whole night drinking by himself in a bar that was always packed with people looking for company, men and women both. I watched him until a woman approached him. She was sexy as hell, and even though I'm not attracted to women, I could admit she was beautiful.

I saw by his posture that he wasn't comfortable with the conversation, but she used all her charm and managed to get him to drink a little from her glass.

She walked away, and soon after I realized he seemed slower. In my line of work, I knew women drugged men too, either to rob them or to get a night of pleasure out of them.

I decided to go over to the bar. If what I suspected was true, it turned out to be the worst decision of my life. I moved in and took the empty space between him and another customer. When he looked at me, I thought I might drown in the blue of his eyes. With that unshaved beard and the black cap shadowing part of his face, I couldn't really see his hair.

He waved for the bartender to bring him another drink.

The man served him right away, and I noticed he was having trouble holding the glass.

"Hey. Are you alone?" I asked, making him face me.

"Yeah." The answer was short and barely came out.

"Man, I think you need some fresh air. Want to step outside for a minute?"

"Man, if you're looking for company, I'm not gay," he said without looking at me.

His declaration didn't even surprise me. Everything about him suggested he was one hundred percent straight.

"Neither am I. I just think you're not okay. Wouldn't it be better to get some air and see if you feel better?"

I spoke close to his ear.

"I..."

His voice didn't even finish the word.

I called the guy behind the bar, pulled out my card, paid both his tab and mine, and left the bar with him. The man was big, but I was bigger.

I held him by the waist and set his arm over my neck to make it easier to walk with him. I could smell his woodsy cologne mixed with the alcohol on him.

"Man, where do you live?"

He looked back at me with those blue eyes.

"I... don't... know," he murmured, his eyes closed.

"Fuck... I'm really screwed."

I thought for a moment and had another idea: take him to a small hotel nearby. I wasn't going to leave the guy out in the middle of the street, where anyone could rob him.

Carefully, I led him to a taxi waiting close by. At the hotel reception, I asked for a simple room. I didn't know why I was doing it. I didn't even know who this guy was. I could have left him there and gone home. Then, all of a sudden, he started smelling my neck.

I had barely shut the door when he surprised me, grabbing me hard and shoving me against it. He pulled off his cap and pinned me there with force.

His breathing was fast. His pupils were blown wide. I tried to free myself from those big hands, but then he started scenting me, and my lower half began to wake up. It wasn't easy to resist that man.

I still tried to push him away, but I couldn't, and I didn't try very hard once his thin, soft lips covered mine in a devastating kiss, the kind I hadn't felt in a long time. He was acting in a way he couldn't control. Maybe it was the effect of whatever that woman had put in his drink.

His large hands pulled me by the back of the neck, dragging my body against his. We were on fire. His hands slid down to my waist, then to my ass, and I let out a groan that his mouth swallowed.

"What the fuck..."

I groaned against his ear.

All I could hear were the sounds coming from his mouth. Somehow we ended up against the couch. He started stripping off his clothes, and I stripped off mine, neither of us taking our eyes off the other. For a minute he stared at me like a beast looking at its prey. That was exactly how I felt. My gaze dropped straight to what stood in front of me. He really was big, but I'm not the kind of man who runs from anything.

We came together again, desperate this time. I could feel he was a little lost, but I knew I'd have the pleasure of helping him.

"I... I..." he tried to say.

His voice came out rough, and in that moment I was sure he didn't know how to act with me. I began guiding him toward the bed. I pushed him onto his back, facing me. The room was dimly lit, so I couldn't see him clearly, but it didn't matter. That night was enough.

I didn't waste time. I climbed over him, needing to taste the huge length pointing up at me. Patiently, I licked him from top to bottom, making him release a loud moan that only turned me on more.

I let go of him before he came in my mouth, then went back to kissing him hard. I took his hand and brought two of his fingers to my mouth, sucking them to make it easier for him to enter me.

He watched everything with glazed eyes. We kissed again, and I guided him into preparing me slowly until I was ready to take him.

"I'm... ready..."

I managed to say it. He turned me under him and started fucking me little by little. I groaned in pain, and soon it turned into pleasure.

My hands dug harder into his back. I needed him deeper inside me.

"Faster," I begged, full of desire.

He moaned while kissing me, and I wasn't any different.

We came together, but he didn't move away. He was sweaty and breathing hard. Within minutes, we were hard again. He fucked me on all fours at the edge of the bed, his large hands striking my ass as he held my waist hard. I knew I'd wake up covered in marks, but I didn't care. It had been months since I'd been fucked like that, and this guy was incredibly hot.

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