to keep his wits about him. Breaking the kiss, Ryan gulped for air, and Dante gasped. Within seconds, Ryan kissed him again, and Dante shifted his head backward under the onslaught, beginning the process of giving himself over.
Ryan stepped back, needing a moment to catch his breath and clear his head. He looked around the building and saw a few ropes looped around the beams. Ryan was just able to reach them, and he threw them over the beam until they hung at the right height. “Go ahead and take off your shirt and jeans,” Ryan told Dante, “then grab the ropes. Then put your boots back on.”
“Are you going to tie me up?” Dante asked.
“No. This is where the strength comes in. If I wanted to restrict your movement, I could do that, but in this case, you’re going to restrict your movement by holding the ropes. You can let go at any time, but as soon as you do, I’ll stop.”
Dante nodded, pulled off his T-shirt and laid it aside, then went to work on his jeans and boots. Ryan made sure the door was closed and barred it from inside. “No one will come out here, will they?”
“No,” Dante said.
“Good.” Ryan moved back to where Dante had now grabbed the ropes, stretching his arms and chest taut. “Because for now you’re mine, and I don’t share or put on shows,” Ryan said as he lightly teased one of Dante’s nipples. Dante squirmed, and Ryan felt the bud pebble beneath his hand. “Do you remember the rules?” Dante nodded. “You need to answer.”
“Yes. You’re in charge, and I can’t come until you tell me,” Dante said, looking away, and Ryan gently turned his head until their gazes met.
“You have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. But you have to answer me out loud because nods and signals can be misinterpreted, but you telling me exactly what you want leaves little doubt.” Ryan leaned close, putting his lips right against Dante’s ear. “Besides, I love the sound of your voice. Whenever I hear it, I get hard and want nothing more than to slide my cock deep inside your gorgeous, tight ass.” Dante squirmed and let loose a small moan. Ryan walked around behind Dante and slowly ran his hand down his back. The muscles danced under Ryan’s palms and he moved closer until he was pressed to Dante’s back, his hips right against his butt. Dante pressed back against him and Ryan stepped away. “Stay still. I’ll give you what you need, but when I’m ready.” Ryan pulled off his shirt and then stepped close to Dante again, pressing his bare chest to Dante’s back. A huge sigh from Dante filled the room. “You like being touched, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Dante answered, tugging slightly on the ropes.
“How long had it been since someone other than me touched you like this?” Ryan reached around under Dante’s arms, stroking slowly across Dante’s chest.
“Long time,” Dante panted softly. “Too long.”
“You deserve to be touched and stroked. You deserve to have someone show you how they feel about you.” Ryan moved his hands lightly up and down Dante’s chest and stomach stopping just above the elastic of his briefs. Dante’s breath hitched, and Ryan continued stroking his skin. “I know you want to let go, and I know your cock is ready to rip itself out you’re so hard. I know exactly how you feel.” Ryan lightly ghosted his hand over the sizable bulge. “I also know you want me to give you some relief, and I will, but not right now.”
Ryan knelt down, running his hands over Dante’s strong, throbbing legs, lightly brushing his balls. “Ryan,” Dante moaned and threw his head back in frustration.
“I know,” Ryan whispered as he stroked his way back up Dante’s body. When he was once again standing behind Dante, he lightly kissed his shoulder and then his arm before stroking and kissing his shoulder blade and then down his spine. “Arch your back,” he said, and Dante did, curving his spine, hissing softly when Ryan licked and kissed
Ryan stepped back, needing a moment to catch his breath and clear his head. He looked around the building and saw a few ropes looped around the beams. Ryan was just able to reach them, and he threw them over the beam until they hung at the right height. “Go ahead and take off your shirt and jeans,” Ryan told Dante, “then grab the ropes. Then put your boots back on.”
“Are you going to tie me up?” Dante asked.
“No. This is where the strength comes in. If I wanted to restrict your movement, I could do that, but in this case, you’re going to restrict your movement by holding the ropes. You can let go at any time, but as soon as you do, I’ll stop.”
Dante nodded, pulled off his T-shirt and laid it aside, then went to work on his jeans and boots. Ryan made sure the door was closed and barred it from inside. “No one will come out here, will they?”
“No,” Dante said.
“Good.” Ryan moved back to where Dante had now grabbed the ropes, stretching his arms and chest taut. “Because for now you’re mine, and I don’t share or put on shows,” Ryan said as he lightly teased one of Dante’s nipples. Dante squirmed, and Ryan felt the bud pebble beneath his hand. “Do you remember the rules?” Dante nodded. “You need to answer.”
“Yes. You’re in charge, and I can’t come until you tell me,” Dante said, looking away, and Ryan gently turned his head until their gazes met.
“You have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. But you have to answer me out loud because nods and signals can be misinterpreted, but you telling me exactly what you want leaves little doubt.” Ryan leaned close, putting his lips right against Dante’s ear. “Besides, I love the sound of your voice. Whenever I hear it, I get hard and want nothing more than to slide my cock deep inside your gorgeous, tight ass.” Dante squirmed and let loose a small moan. Ryan walked around behind Dante and slowly ran his hand down his back. The muscles danced under Ryan’s palms and he moved closer until he was pressed to Dante’s back, his hips right against his butt. Dante pressed back against him and Ryan stepped away. “Stay still. I’ll give you what you need, but when I’m ready.” Ryan pulled off his shirt and then stepped close to Dante again, pressing his bare chest to Dante’s back. A huge sigh from Dante filled the room. “You like being touched, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Dante answered, tugging slightly on the ropes.
“How long had it been since someone other than me touched you like this?” Ryan reached around under Dante’s arms, stroking slowly across Dante’s chest.
“Long time,” Dante panted softly. “Too long.”
“You deserve to be touched and stroked. You deserve to have someone show you how they feel about you.” Ryan moved his hands lightly up and down Dante’s chest and stomach stopping just above the elastic of his briefs. Dante’s breath hitched, and Ryan continued stroking his skin. “I know you want to let go, and I know your cock is ready to rip itself out you’re so hard. I know exactly how you feel.” Ryan lightly ghosted his hand over the sizable bulge. “I also know you want me to give you some relief, and I will, but not right now.”
Ryan knelt down, running his hands over Dante’s strong, throbbing legs, lightly brushing his balls. “Ryan,” Dante moaned and threw his head back in frustration.
“I know,” Ryan whispered as he stroked his way back up Dante’s body. When he was once again standing behind Dante, he lightly kissed his shoulder and then his arm before stroking and kissing his shoulder blade and then down his spine. “Arch your back,” he said, and Dante did, curving his spine, hissing softly when Ryan licked and kissed
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