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All That Glitters Is Not Gold
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"Quite, you whore!" Dustin ground out while adjusting himself slightly behind the teen. The chill September air was harsh and cold against their bodies, raising goosebumps where the breeze nipped at their skin.

It was the beginning of another harsh and freezing Alaskan winter up in the Yukon territory and for whatever reason fate had Parker bare and shaking laying on the hood of a Ford pickup. He was nude for anyone to see and he was pressed belly down to the chill hood of the truck, his legs shaking barley able to hold him up.

The warm body of the older and bigger man hovered above him, grunting and thrusting into the smaller body below. The Dakota Boy's gold mine around them was deserted as it was the end of the mining season and his crew has gone home. Yet he was still here feeding into his sickening desire to destroy the boy and make him his for the keeping.

The sound of clapping cheeks against thighs and the soft pained cries falling out of the Parker's mouth was barley audible over the whipping wind around them. It wasn't supposed to be like this, they should be gone and packed up yet the poor kid lost a bet and this was his punishment. To be fucked and claimed just like the whore he is.

Dustin had a grudge against him, the stupid self-centered teen was too greedy and slutty! He walked around his Grandfather's gold mine like a princess whore, showing off his gold he didn't even have to work for and acting like he's the greatest miner to ever exist.

He would strut around with his thin body under those baggy clothes, every so often the waistband of his boxers would peak out above his pants and that alone drove Dustin crazy. It was like he wanted everyone to see his perfect body and yet wasn't willing to give it up the man.

Dustin always thought Parker was brat that needed to be put in his place, so when the teen came up with a bet that if he got more gold during the mining season that Dakota Boy's team would be mining for him next season, and if he lost he would be their's to work as well.

Unfortunately for the young Schnabel he got just a merely 500 ounces while the Dakota Boy's made 632 ounces, thus they won the bet and Parker now belonged to them, or more so to Dustin alone. He could do what he pleased to him even if that's not what the original bet was about. There was no specific details about what working for him meant.

So that's how the teen was out in the frigid weather as he was getting fucked by a much older and dominant man. It wasn't the first time and it definitely wouldn't be the last, he cried into his arm, his body ached and he felt so cold and tired. Yet Dustin gripped his hips harder and began to thrust faster and more rougher than before.

"Ahhh, p-please it hurts!" Parker pleaded to the man but his cries were to no avail. He was horrified to think what would come with the next season and even what would happen before that. He now belonged to Dustin and his stomach dropped thinking about what was next.

He couldn't muster up the energy to fight back anymore, he had already screamed and kicked and scratched but he was still held down against his will. The pain was unbearable and alien, like nothing he has ever dealt with it before and it made him sick to his stomach.

This would teach the teen to obey and hopefully learn a lesson, but if he had to be taught again and again, Dustin would happily obligate. He never planned to let Parker go, he would keep him or pay good money for him to stay his and his alone forever.

And as it goes, the movement became faster and more spermatic as the teen laid his chilled cheek against the metal. The only thing he could be thankful for was the cold, it numbed his body, his thoughts and feelings while he stared off into the distant mountains.

He felt everything while nothing at all. The older man finished with a loud moan into the air, his warm breathing coming out in clouds of steam. Parker did nothing when Dustin pulled out and zipped himself back up, but not before placing a kiss on the teen's bare shoulder.

The winter was already here and the depression was already setting in. Parker didn't know if it was the season or the situation he was in, or perhaps both. Dustin was deeply and sickening in love with the kid, and yet their fate was out of their hands.

Small tears escaped the teens deep, chocolate brown eyes and the landscape has never been more lonely. He was scared like he has never been before and his heart ached to be cared for, not groomed or used.

The subzero weather raged on and the feeling in the teen's chest was even worst, the unknown was unfamiliar and cold. It was dark, lonely and he has the feeling all hope was lost, but to Dustin, this was just the beginning of his dream to have the boy for his own.

Not all glitter is gold, not all people are human. Dustin planned to keep him forever, in his tiny cabin up in Alaska and poor Parker had no hope against him.