the small of his back, then pulled the waistband of his underwear lower so he could reach the top of Dante’s butt. He quivered softly, and Ryan could feel the ripples of excitement as they rolled through Dante’s body.
Ryan tugged the fabric lower, licking and sucking on Dante’s skin. “Ryan, God,” Dante groaned, pulling on the ropes.
“Can you take more?” Ryan asked, and Dante groaned.
“Fuck me, yes,” Dante swore.
“Oh, honey, I intend to fuck you hard and well into next week, but not quite yet.” Ryan pulled Dante’s briefs to his ankles. “Step out of them and spread your legs wide.” Dante struggled a bit and Ryan had to help him, but he finally kicked the briefs away and stood in front of Ryan, naked, hard, throbbing, and his eyes filled with pride. “You are fucking gorgeous,” Ryan said.
“Am I going to get to see you?” Dante asked.
“Maybe,” Ryan said as he stepped forward, sliding his hand over Dante’s hot skin and down his belly before wrapping his fingers around Dante’s cock. “Remember the rules?” Dante nodded and threw his head back when Ryan stroked his cock.
“Ryan, that’s not fair,” Dante said.
“Oh, you can come if you want,” Ryan said with another, slower stroke. “But then it’ll all be over.” Dante cried out in frustration, and Ryan released him. Dante’s cock bobbed and jumped, and Ryan knew he was trying like hell to control his body. Ryan knew he could stroke Dante three more times and he’d be coming all over the place, but that wasn’t the objective. He wanted Dante to stay as close to the edge as he possibly could. “You are so fucking hot right now I can barely stand it.”
“Why don’t you get naked so I can see you too?” Dante asked, and Ryan smiled.
“Because I’m in charge,” Ryan reminded Dante. “And I’ll decide when you come, what you see, and what you feel. That’s the deal, remember?” Dante nodded and lowered his eyes to the floor. “Close your eyes,” Ryan said, and Dante did. Without making a sound, Ryan stepped around behind and lightly touched Dante’s shoulder. “Push your butt back for me,” Ryan whispered, and Dante arched his back, sticking his butt up and out. Ryan stroked the smooth skin of Dante’s ass. “Damn, this is beautiful,” Ryan murmured and knelt on the edge of the padding.
Ryan spread Dante’s cheeks and heard him hiss softly as he ran his tongue along Dante’s crack. Dante went up on his tiptoes and moaned something fierce when Ryan zeroed in on his opening, teasing and probing the puckered flesh. When Ryan did it again, he could have sworn Dante’s feet left the floor.
“Ryan!”
“I know. You like that, don’t you?” Ryan asked and then buried his face in Dante’s ass again. He licked and sucked, Dante’s musk filling his senses.
“Jesus,” Dante said as he pulled and yanked on the ropes. Ryan felt every tug and every throb that went through Dante’s body, but he continued rimming the hell out of him. “Not gonna last,” Dante warned, and Ryan backed off.
“Open your eyes and let go of the ropes,” Ryan said, and Dante lowered his hands, but didn’t move otherwise. “Go ahead and lie down on the pad.” Dante did, and Ryan smiled. “I love you wearing nothing but your boots,” Ryan told Dante as he stroked the worn leather and then slipped off his own shoes and dropped his pants.
“I hope you got something,” Dante said, and Ryan fished out his wallet and found a lubed condom. He opened the package and rolled it on before settling between Dante’s legs. He pushed his cock to Dante’s opening and then stopped. “Jesus, please just do it,” Dante said, and Ryan pushed forward. Dante’s body resisted at first and then opened around him. Dante swore up a storm. “Before you, I only rode bulls,” Dante gritted out.
“Well, if I’m the bull,” Ryan began, and he pushed deep into Dante’s body, “then you’re one hell of a ride.” The air whooshed out
Ryan tugged the fabric lower, licking and sucking on Dante’s skin. “Ryan, God,” Dante groaned, pulling on the ropes.
“Can you take more?” Ryan asked, and Dante groaned.
“Fuck me, yes,” Dante swore.
“Oh, honey, I intend to fuck you hard and well into next week, but not quite yet.” Ryan pulled Dante’s briefs to his ankles. “Step out of them and spread your legs wide.” Dante struggled a bit and Ryan had to help him, but he finally kicked the briefs away and stood in front of Ryan, naked, hard, throbbing, and his eyes filled with pride. “You are fucking gorgeous,” Ryan said.
“Am I going to get to see you?” Dante asked.
“Maybe,” Ryan said as he stepped forward, sliding his hand over Dante’s hot skin and down his belly before wrapping his fingers around Dante’s cock. “Remember the rules?” Dante nodded and threw his head back when Ryan stroked his cock.
“Ryan, that’s not fair,” Dante said.
“Oh, you can come if you want,” Ryan said with another, slower stroke. “But then it’ll all be over.” Dante cried out in frustration, and Ryan released him. Dante’s cock bobbed and jumped, and Ryan knew he was trying like hell to control his body. Ryan knew he could stroke Dante three more times and he’d be coming all over the place, but that wasn’t the objective. He wanted Dante to stay as close to the edge as he possibly could. “You are so fucking hot right now I can barely stand it.”
“Why don’t you get naked so I can see you too?” Dante asked, and Ryan smiled.
“Because I’m in charge,” Ryan reminded Dante. “And I’ll decide when you come, what you see, and what you feel. That’s the deal, remember?” Dante nodded and lowered his eyes to the floor. “Close your eyes,” Ryan said, and Dante did. Without making a sound, Ryan stepped around behind and lightly touched Dante’s shoulder. “Push your butt back for me,” Ryan whispered, and Dante arched his back, sticking his butt up and out. Ryan stroked the smooth skin of Dante’s ass. “Damn, this is beautiful,” Ryan murmured and knelt on the edge of the padding.
Ryan spread Dante’s cheeks and heard him hiss softly as he ran his tongue along Dante’s crack. Dante went up on his tiptoes and moaned something fierce when Ryan zeroed in on his opening, teasing and probing the puckered flesh. When Ryan did it again, he could have sworn Dante’s feet left the floor.
“Ryan!”
“I know. You like that, don’t you?” Ryan asked and then buried his face in Dante’s ass again. He licked and sucked, Dante’s musk filling his senses.
“Jesus,” Dante said as he pulled and yanked on the ropes. Ryan felt every tug and every throb that went through Dante’s body, but he continued rimming the hell out of him. “Not gonna last,” Dante warned, and Ryan backed off.
“Open your eyes and let go of the ropes,” Ryan said, and Dante lowered his hands, but didn’t move otherwise. “Go ahead and lie down on the pad.” Dante did, and Ryan smiled. “I love you wearing nothing but your boots,” Ryan told Dante as he stroked the worn leather and then slipped off his own shoes and dropped his pants.
“I hope you got something,” Dante said, and Ryan fished out his wallet and found a lubed condom. He opened the package and rolled it on before settling between Dante’s legs. He pushed his cock to Dante’s opening and then stopped. “Jesus, please just do it,” Dante said, and Ryan pushed forward. Dante’s body resisted at first and then opened around him. Dante swore up a storm. “Before you, I only rode bulls,” Dante gritted out.
“Well, if I’m the bull,” Ryan began, and he pushed deep into Dante’s body, “then you’re one hell of a ride.” The air whooshed out
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