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๐๐จ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ๐-๐๐จ๐-๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐: @๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ.๐๐จ๐ .๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ซ I was about to put the first fork full of breakfast into my mouth when the door to the safe house burst open. A silhouette stood in the doorway. Dylan leveled a gun at the shape. โWho the fuck are you?โ There was a slight chuckle. โIโm fucking Bruno.โ โFor fuckโs sake,โ Dylan said slightly lowering the gun. โYouโve been causing some problems.โ This new man walked through the door. Dylan quickly leveled the gun again. โHold up, friend. I donโt know you. Show me your ID. Toss it here.โ The stranger claiming to be Bruno took one more step into the room and the morning light shone across his face. He tossed his wallet to Dylan. I finally got a clear view of his face. A handsome guy, also lean and fit, with a brown tuft of hair on top of his head, Bruno was sexy but there was one thing he wasnโt. โThis guy canโt be Bruno.โ โFuck you. I most certainly am.โ โHe canโt be,โ I said. I turned to Dylan, โYou said Bruno and I looked alike. You said those other guys were after me because they mistook me for him. Come on. I have a shaved head and a beard and 10 years on this guy.โ Bruno, if itโs him, laughed. โThose guys are idiots.โ Dylan picked up the wallet and checked the government issued ID. โThis says your name is Bane. Not Bruno.โ โBruno is an alias. Jesus Christ, have you ever done this before? Iโm a handler for local assets. Itโs better for everyone if they donโt know my name.โ โOk, HandlerโฆBane. Bruno or not, your ID checks out.โ I looked from one spy to the other, โThat seems shockingly simple but ok. What do we do now?โ Dylan looked at us, โYou two are staying here. Iโm gonna go check out a lead I got this morning. Itโs safer here for you.โ Dylan gathered his jacket and a bag and headed to the door. โDonโt go anywhere. Behave.โ After Dylan closed the door Bane turned to me and said, โBehave? Who wants to behave?โ He adjusted his crotch. Woof. Bane sat on the couch, spreading out a little more than one needs to, but I wasnโt mad at the view. I sat down across from him trying to get a sense of this new spy who stormed into my life. I already had one spy burst in my hole, why shouldnโt one burst into my life? I asked, โSo, why are these guys after you?โ โLike I said,โ Bane absentmindedly reached up his shirt and scratched his pec putting his abs on display, โIโm a handler for several of the area agents. They thought if they got me I would reveal who they are.โ โWould you?โ I asked. โNo,โ Bane said, โnever. Theyโre my responsibility.โ Bane stretched, extending his torso so long his jeans pulled down revealing a tuft of pubes. My eyes moved over the exposed skin hungrily. What is wrong with me, I thought. Does being in mortal danger make me horny? Fortunately his head was back so I could shift the hard on in my pants. When he looked at me again I asked, โDo you have any idea on why they thought I was you?โ โNah, not at all. I wouldnโt worry about it. Iโve been running around all night though, so Iโm gonna take a nap.โ Bane settled himself down into the couch. He unbuttoned his jeans, maybe to make himself more comfortable, and placed his fingers inside the waist band and used his other arm to cover his eyes. Good lord, are all these spies trying to work me up? He was asleep in seconds. I didnโt want to watch him so I put my head back in the chair and closed my eyes too. Even though I just slept all night the adrenaline drop was still making me sleepy. Soon I was also out cold. I was woken suddenly by the shattering of glass. I looked at Bane who was still asleep on the couch, his underwear tented by a sleeping erection. Movement in the corner of my eye drew my attention and I turned to see three men clad in black pants and button up shirts coming in through the back door with guns raised. โBane!โ Bane opened his eyes and sat up just in time for the pillow he was using to erupt stuffing. He swung his foot around, hooked the leg of my chair and pulled tipping me to the floor and out of the way of bullets. He kept rolling to the ground behind a coffee table. As he rolled he grabbed a small vase off the table and threw it end over end catching one of the gunmen in the knee. A yelp rang out followed by a couple pops from a silencer. A thud told us the gunman went down after being surprised with his broken kneecap. Bane stood up lifting the coffee table and launched it across the room at the other two spies. When they stumbled back under the weight of the table one dropped his gun. It skipped across the floor not far from where I was stuck on my back. I reached out and could just grab the handle enough to be able to flick it back to Bane. He scooped it up as it spun toward him and pointed it at the spies. โDonโt any of you move!โ he said in a dominant voice that made my cock jump. The sudden move of standing caused his unbuttoned pants to sag slightly showing off the curve of the top of his ass in a jockstrap. . One of the spies didnโt heed the firm warning and moved his gun to aim it at Bane. In what seemed faster than thought the gun in Baneโs hand flared and a bullet ripped through the spyโs hand causing the gun to cartwheel away. The remaining uninjured assailant planted his booted foot on the coffee table and wrenched one of the legs out bringing screws and splinters with it. He lurched toward Bane who pulled the trigger of his gun. But the gun jammed. The spy swung his makeshift club and bashed the gun out of Baneโs hand. The spy took another step and pulled the club back around catching my protector in the chest and ripping open his shirt revealing his chiseled chest and a hint of abs. While the spy was in his back swing Bane stepped in with an uppercut to his gut and round house to his chin. The spy spat out a tooth, retaliated with an elbow to Baneโs stomach and swung the club back. This time Bane took his sleeve at the cuff, ripped it off his arm and caught the table leg before it made contact with his head. If I was watching an espionage porno I would have rolled my eyes at how contrived it was getting this much skin showing but it was happening right in front of me. He caught the table leg in the sleeve and used the momentum to swing the spy around and pull his back against his torso. One last twist sent the leg to the ground. Bane reached around the spy snaking his fingers into the gaps in the front of his dress shirt. A swift jerk caused buttons to fly all over the room. He pulled the spyโs shirt up his back and over his head entangling his antagonist in the fabric. The chaos finally came to a stop. The two virtually shirtless men were sweating and breathing heavily. Their naked torsos pressed against each other. With every breath the spyโs chiseled body flexed. It makes sense that intelligence agents would be in good shape, but this felt like a TV show. I would gladly jump into a hate filled threesome with these two men glistening before me. Bane was distracted by the spy in his arms and I was distracted by the attractive men I was looking at. The first spy with the broken knee got himself to standing and shoved the dining room table into Baneโs back causing him to release the man in his grasp. The three would be assassins picked each other up and rushed out the way they came as best they could leaving a mess and two men with adrenaline skyrocketing. We looked at each other. My eyes glanced down to the opening in his jeans and could see the pouch of his jockstrap straining against a rock hard erection. We stood making eye contact for a second then rushed toward each other, reached our arms around each other and pressed our lips against each other in a passionate kiss. My hands explored his back muscles and moved down to the gap between his waistband and hips and pulled him into me. Our pelvises ground into each other, our cocks feeling the sensations of moving over fabric. I pushed back, took the hole in his shirt and ripped it off him. I got on my knees and pulled his pants down to his ankles and put my open mouth over his knit covered cock. I could smell precum and sweat through the fabric and feel his ass muscles flex. I helped him out of the pants, tossed them aside and stood to kiss him more. He broke the kiss, took my hand and placed my middle finger into his mouth. His lips felt good on my finger, I could only think about what they would feel like on my dripping dick. He swirled his tongue around the tip of my digit getting it good and wet. He removed it from his mouth and guided my hand down and round his waist to his ass. He reached back with his other hand and pulled on a cheek to make space. I understood what he wanted and started gently pressing the tip of my finger against his hole and felt it start to open. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for an even harder kiss while I pushed my finger deeper into his ass. I could feel the vibrations on my lips from a deep, low moan and I pushed my deeper into him. I spun him around, licked my finger again and pushed it back into his ass. He arched his back and gave me even deeper access. I brought my arm around him and used his pecs to hold him back against me. I felt a mound inside his hole and applied pressure against it. He let out a gasp and a hand shot up to my wrist to hold on as his knees slightly buckled. I moved my hand up to his neck, gripping it just firmly enough for him to know I was in charge. I bent his head to the side giving me access to his neck and licked it from his nape to his ear while I pressed even harder against his prostate. A wet spot was growing on the pouch of his jockstrap and I could feel an equally large one inside my jeans. He moved away and looked at me again. โBed?โ He breathed. โBed,โ I said. He moved into a bedroom with surprisingly dated furniture. I guess safe houses donโt keep up with decorating trends. I followed him in and closed what Iโll later learn is a very flimsy door. I found Bane kneeling in bed like an eager good boy and moved around him to lay down on the mattress. โI have too many clothes on,โ I said. โIโll take care of that, sir.โ There was something that turned me on even more about this agent who was just completely in charge giving himself over to me. He canโt be in control 100% of the time. He bent down to kiss me again and then urged me to sit up slightly so he could take my shirt off. * * * We laid in bed holding each other. Much of the tension from the morning fight had been worked out of us by the fucking. I still didn't know what was happening to me but whatever it was I had sex with two of the hottest men Iโve ever been with in less than half a day. I couldnโt be too mad about it. I would have liked less people trying to kill me though. โWhat the fuck?!โ A voice from the apartment exclaimed. โI think Dylan is back,โ Bane said. We both laughed. Dylan came into the room to find us spent and naked. โWhat in the world have you two been doing? Did you make that mess fucking?โ โCalm down,โ Bane said. โA couple guys came in to get us. We fought them off and then we came in here.โ โWell, get up. Once youโre dressed you can tell me what happened and Iโl fill you in on what I learned.โ ๐๐ค ๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ช๐๐... onlyfans.com/dilfydrew https://onlyfans.com/otter.dog.walker
