i hate my weaknesses; they made me who i am

Gabriel Rivera. Twenty-four. Director. These things inside my head, They never make much sense. So I wouldn't hold my breath... I hope I die before they save my soul.

[bekahbradshaw-blog]

Ryan’s eyes widened in delighted surprised at the sudden hand around his neck. “Does that mean you’re going to actually do something then?” He asked, glancing at the hand, and with a swallow, his adams apple rolled teasingly against the touch. “Because I’m one of those boys who really likes it hard and rough.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

Gabriel didn’t bother to respond to the male’s words, instead using his grip to pull the other towards him. His lips easily captured Ryan’s in a heated kiss, and he released his throat, his hands moving to grip the boy’s hips instead, pressing his body into his. Gabriel loved it rough - preferred it, even - and he couldn’t wait to have Ryan bent over in front of him with his cock buried deep inside of his ass.

[bekahbradshaw-blog]

“I was always taught that it was hard to miss a daddy.. Might have something to do with the way they act. How do you act?”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

He cocked a brow at the male and reached out, his fingers curling around the boy’s throat. He didn’t squeeze, though, not wanting to hurt him. “I consider myself much more dominant than other daddies,” he smirked.

[bekahbradshaw-blog]

“To you? That could get confusing. Unless you’re daddy and I’m a forgetful little boy.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.”

[jesse-forde-deactivated20161117]

Truth be told, Jesse wasn’t exactly pumped to be doing a solo scene all of a sudden. Granted he was good at them, he had a knack for connecting with the camera and getting into a zone, right now, with his directors fingers fucking him on the bed, all he could think of was getting more of it. Was having Gabriel fuck him, use him, fill him up. His cock was rock hard. As the arm was circled around his waist and he was pulled against his director’s chest. Automatically Jesse arched his back even more, needfully attempting to grind the finger deeper. “Not many more,” he admitted in a husky, lustful whisper. The teeth against his earlobe gave him shivers and he tilted his head to the side to give the director easier access. “Fuck…” he whispered. “Just fuck me, Gabe. Please?”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“Are you sure?” he asked, scissoring the two fingers inside of Jesse’s ass, wondering if he could possibly take a third... The tightness of his ass was intoxicating, and Gabriel found himself imagining what it’d be like to feel it around his cock. At the boy’s begging, Gabriel released a strangled groan, the pace of his fingers quickening as he fucked them rougher and faster inside of the performer. “You can beg better than that...” he husked, even though he was already unwinding his arm from around the male and using that hand to undo his trousers, nimble fingers swiftly slipping the button through the hole before sliding down the zipper. He tugged down his trousers and boxer briefs, hissing softly as his cock was released, fingers wrapping around the base and guiding it to Jesse’s ass. He reluctantly slid his fingers out of the other before tracing the cleft of his ass with the tip of his cock, wanting him to plead for it - beg to be filled.

[thnxthea-deactivated20160409]

“ah, you saw past my ruse and here i thought i was being so clever.” she said, laughing lightly. “whatever you say but you agreed to practically be my barbie doll.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“Your Ken doll,” he corrected. “Get it right,” he said, his smile widening. “Go on, then. Dress me.”

[mclichusuk]

--SUMMER 2010 [flashback]

[mclichusuk]

As the door locked, her mouth felt suddenly too dry, her heart picking up its pace uncomfortably in her chest. “Why are you locking the door?” She asked, her voice was softer now though, falling back into that serious, quiet tone she usually spoke with. Her eyes watched him, still slowly, and hooded. She was tired, and drunk, and it seemed that he was absolutely fine, and she couldn’t help but wonder if this had been his plan, for her to almost find him a friendly enough guy to let her guard down. She had been a fool.

As he gripped at her chin, she immediately wrenched away with a snarl. “Fuck off.” She was almost not taking this seriously, a laugh escaping her lips. She wasn’t aware of the severity of this situation, of how intoxicated and unable she was. She tried to stand, with some trouble- her vision blurred and she almost fell, the heat and exhaustion and alcohol far too much, and she fell back down to where she had been sitting.

At the sudden kiss, she let out a muffled noise, hands going straight to his chest, clawing at his shirt and chest and shoving him away- as hard as she could. She gasped for air as soon as their mouths separated, panting breathlessly, “Can’t find a girl to fuck while she’s sober?” She snapped, trying to ignore how her hands were shaking slightly, eyes darting around the room, mind far too hazy to properly concentrate on one thing at any given time.

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

He ignored her question, assuming that it didn’t need an answer. She knew perfectly well why he was licking the door, because even if she hadn’t experienced something like this herself, she’d at least read about it or seen it in movies. Of course this had been his plan all along, and fuck, what a clever one it had been. Acting like a gentleman in order for her to let her guard down, giving her beer and pot brownies to make it difficult for her to struggle against him once the time finally arrived...

He watched with narrowed eyes as she attempted to stand only to fall back onto the bench once again, laughter spilling from his lips. “Nice try, sweetheart,” he said. “But you aren’t going anywhere.” He knew that the more that she tried, the more exhausted she’d become, and the easier this task would be to complete.

He wasn’t surprised in the slightest when she pushed him away, though he easily kept his balance, rising to his full height yet again. “I can,” he said. “I just prefer this.” It was a lot more fun for him to get a girl fucked up before fucking her, as he quite enjoyed the anticipation and the struggle. “A girl’s cunt is so much tighter when she’s trying to fight against it,” he said, reaching out to wrap his fingers around her throat, using his grasp to force the girl to her feet. He slammed her against the wall and pressed his body into hers, rolling his hips and grinding into her. “Can you feel that?” he asked breathlessly, his hard cock rubbing between her legs, their clothes acting as a barrier.

[bekahbradshaw-blog]

“I don’t joke about daddy’s dick ever.

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“Then prove it.”

[flufferbailey-deactivated201602]

“When exactly do you get used to the constant horniness?” Jace muttered to nobody in particular, though most likely seemed to be speaking to himself. He blinked a few times, shifting his body weight to hide the bulge in his pants. “I mean I’m basically getting to jerk people off and give head all day; it’s like a dream come true. Other than the constant boners of course but-” He paused when he realized somebody was actually listening to him. “..Oh. Hi”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

He cocked a brow as he listened to the boy speak, unable to prevent soft laughter from leaving his lips. He knew for a fact that Jace wasn’t the only one to get worked up while on set; others were simply better at hiding it. “And you’ve no one to help you with those boners?” he asked, his head tilted to the side as he gazed at the other. “What a pity...” he said, his voice trailing off as his eyes shifted to the growing bulge in the male’s pants, though immediately returning to his face.

[thnxthea-deactivated20160409]

“i’m more hoping than expecting you to do it.” she smiled as he finally agreed, “aw, see, you do love me.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“Why do I get the feeling that you just want to see me in underwear?” he asked, smiling at her. “Love? Oh no, sweetheart, love’s a strong word.”

[mclichusuk]

--SUMMER 2010 [flashback]

[mclichusuk]

“When would i ever have time to get a massage?” She half laughed, feeling much more giggly and overall happy thanks to the brownie, and more obviously- the weed. She had already forgotten all about the nickname, barely acknowledging his apology due to the alcohol running through her veins.  She was on a buzz, a high that she never wanted to come down from, honestly. Frankie was still half unaware of his fingers massaging into her skin- but she could feel how good it was, even though she was still tense- she always was.

As he retracted her hands, she let out a soft sigh of relief, relaxing completely now, not having even realised how uncomfortable she was with his hands on her like that. She had her eyes half closed still, maybe if she didn’t she would have noticed his hands shaking- but she didn’t. Nothing seemed peculiar except for when he called her by her full name. She immediately frowned, “Don’t call me that.” She mumbled, drunkenly, knowing she should have slowed down with the drinks. 

When she opened her eyes properly, and noticed him in front of her now- she finally recongised him. This was the guy she had been uncomfortable and creeped out by when she was younger. The look in his eyes. The supposed kindness and chivalry was gone, and she leaned back slightly, trying to gather her bearings. “The fuck are you talking about?” She asked, blinking blearily up at him, her stomach feeling strange and sick, her body feeling heavy.

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” he said. He’d noticed her aversion to him in the beginning, then how she’d started to relax once she spoke to him more - especially once her system was filled with alcohol and illegal drugs. “You should’ve listened to your gut,” he said, removing his hands from her thighs and rising to full posture. He approached the door and shoved the lock in place before turning back around to face her, his smirk returning.

The weed and beer hadn’t affected him nearly as much as it had her. Then again, he was used to the heat, and wasn’t suffering from jet lag - both of which seemed to work in his favor. His legs carried him over to her once more and he leaned down, his fingers gripping her chin. “I won’t hurt you,” he promised, his voice a mere whisper. “As long as you do as I wish.” Of course, he already knew that she wouldn’t. She was the type of girl to struggle - though that was one of the things that made this so exciting.

Finally, his lips met hers in a heated kiss, his tongue immediately plunging inside of her mouth. He fully expected her to bite him, to struggle against him, and he braced himself for it - knowing all too well that once that happened, it would be reason enough for him to do as he truly desired - to hurt her.

[jesse-forde-deactivated20161117]

“Guess that must be why I’m here,” he reasoned. “Though I’m starting to wonder what we’ll do if my scene partner is a no show.” He’d seen some of Gabriel’s work, and to be honest there was a part of him that was curious, how he got the performance out of some of the models Jesse knew for a fact were a little lack luster. He had a feeling he would end up learning a lot from this guy. “I’m shocked, truly,” he chuckled, not for one second doubting the fact that Gabriel seemed to be drawn toward more of the hardcore scenes. Toes curled and his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the second digit breach his pucker. “Fuck…” he grunted under his breath, not that it stopped him. He gradually backed his ass up, fucking himself on Gabe’s fingers.

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“We’ll have you film the scene alone,” he said simply. He’d had performers not show up before, and his back-up plan was always to have the one performer do a solo scene. He had a knack for directing those, as well. Of course, they could always film Jesse fucking himself on Gabriel’s fingers, just as he was doing now - as long as the camera didn’t show the director’s face. It was one of the hottest things Gabriel had witnessed in quite a while, and he could feel his cock hardening inside of his trousers. “How many can you take?” he asked, circling an arm around the boy’s waist and leaning over his back so that his lips were level with his ear. He captured Jesse’s earlobe between his teeth and flicked his tongue against it, continuing to work his fingers inside of the male’s tight hole.

[bekahbradshaw-blog]

“That Halsey video fucked me up. Now I’m all about getting daddy’s dick.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“Is that so?”

[jesse-forde-deactivated20161117]

“Oh? Well don’t keep me on pins and needles, man. Tell me. What did you think?” There was no shame in his curiosity. He figured if there was one person he wanted to impress, it was his director. They were the ones that really made him look good on camera, brought out the best performance. “Just a tad. I mean, it’s not as intense as hardcore bdsm, but it’s almost there,” he pointed out. Gabe clenched his fists and tense his entire body as Gabe’s finger plunged into him. He whimpered in surprise, his walls instinctively clenching to push the finger out at first, but slowly he let himself relax. “Fuck…” he chuckled, letting his head rest down on the mattress. 

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“It was good...” he trailed off. “Could be better, with my direction,” he added. Gabriel prided himself on his ability to capture the best moments, to direct his performers in ways that no other directors could. He considered himself the top of his game, far more superior than anyone else. “I quite enjoy hardcore bdsm, as well,” he confessed, though he was certain that it would come as no surprise to the other. He released a soft groan when he felt the male’s walls constrict around his finger, his brow furrowing and his eyes closing as he allowed that feeling of tightness to envelope him. A moment later, his eyes reopened and he began pumping his finger in and out of the other, attempting to stretch him a little - before finally adding a second digit, scissoring the two inside of him.

[jesse-forde-deactivated20161117]

Jesse got chills, literal chills as he felt his director’s hand explore his back, his ass. He arched his back a bit more, allowing his ass to pop up, giving the other man more access to him. “You think? Well you should check out some of my solo scenes on the site. You might like what you see.” He couldn’t say he was surprised that Gabriel’s favorite types of scenes were the rougher, simulated non-con scenes. “That’s a little dark,” he teased back with a wry smile. As he felt the finger poke at his pucker, he rolled his hips back a bit. “God… you’re such a fucking tease.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“I have,” he admitted with a smirk. He’d always felt the need to check out his performers’ other work, and Jesse was certainly no exception. “Is it?” he asked, although he was fully aware of just how dark that type of porn was. It wasn’t done too often, and when it was, the director made sure to keep it tasteful and provide a disclaimer. The last thing that he wanted was someone coming after the studio. “Am I a tease?” he asked, circling Jesse’s rim with his finger before retracting his hand. He swirled his tongue around his index finger before bringing it back to Jesse’s ass, thrusting the digit knuckle-deep inside of the boy.

[prestalones]

“Uh, Koda. She talks about video games. Does walk throughs. Stuff like that.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“Don’t you have better things to do? Like - I don’t know - your job?”

[prestalones]

“I wasn’t aiming to watch teenage girls. The YouTuber in question is in her twenties.”

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“And what’s her name?”

[mclichusuk]

--SUMMER 2010 [flashback]

[mclichusuk]

“’M not your babe.” She half snorted, barely aware of the endearment, but enough to notice how strange it was. She had never really been called a petname before, not even by her mother, and it was different for her. “Another six pack? Let’s stick with this one for now.” Frankie laughed lightly, feeling that ease and sooth run through her, both from his hands deftly working her and the weed taking over her brain, filling it with peace and calm. Plus the steam was just warm, like a hug around her entire body. “I don’t usually get massages.” She replied, eyes half closed, heavily lidded as her breathing deepened, licking off her fingers as she finished the other brownie, chocolate residue on them.

“Boring but easy. That should be this town’s motto.” She half teased. She really wasn’t trying to be rude of disrespectful, but she couldn’t get over how backwards it was here. How quiet and different, it almost seemed like a whole other planet. She zoned out for a long moment, her brain pleasantly buzzing as she drank her beer. She didn’t notice the squeeze on her arms, or the hands beginning to wander- she was too busy in her own space and mindset to really say or do anything.

Her tongue was heavy by the time she noticed the hands, on her neck gently. The fingertips were soft and warm, but for some reason they didn’t feel right. She didn’t say anything though, merely swallowed thickly, drinking more of her beer and hoping whatever he was doing, that he’d stop soon. She leaned up slightly however, off him, although her body felt both extremely heavy and completely weightless all at the same time. She glanced over her shoulder at him, slightly frowning. “What… What’re you doing?” She squinted at him, confused.

[gabrielxrivera-blog]

“Sorry,” he mumbled, swallowing thickly. The pet name had slipped out, and he suddenly felt awkward for not having caught himself before calling her it. It was a mere habit, really, not something that he meant anything by. “Alright,” he agreed, his smile returning. The six pack was almost gone, but he could tell that she was definitely feeling the effects of the pot and the beer. It wasn’t always the best idea to combine the two, but Gabriel quite enjoyed it. “Why not?” he inquired, his fingers working her skin. Fuck, she was tense. He briefly wondered what could be causing her so much stress, but he knew that it wasn’t his place to ask.

“It definitely should be,” he said, chuckling softly. He knew that she didn’t mean anything by the comment; she was simply being honest and - well - accurate. His movements halted once she pulled away from him, and he reluctantly retracted his hands from her body. “Sorry,” he said softly, his voice barely above the hum of a whispering. His eyes moved over her, pupils dilating as they shifted over her face, her neck, her chest... He reached for his beer, hands shaking, and downed the rest of it, tossing the empty can onto the floor.

“Oh, Francesca...” he began, circling around her until he was standing directly in front of her, bending over at the waist so that his face was mere centimeters from hers, his hands moving to grip her thighs. “You really shouldn’t have agreed to come here with me,” he smirked. And there it was - the real Gabriel, his true colors revealed. He was a manipulative son of a bitch, and behind the Southern twang and the small-town talk, he was simply a man - a man whom wanted nothing more than to bury his cock inside of the girl in front of him.