That’s how they liked it.
There was no doubt that this might kill him.
Oh, well.
What a way to go.
Before D’Artangnan, no one in his whole life had ever understood that he was a very dirty bottom, but this man. Once he figured it out, their sex lives flourished.
Graham lived to kneel for this man, and be his everything.
It all turned on as soon as the cuffs were clicked shut, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
This was turning into the best moment of his life, despite him knowing it wasn’t real.
It was in his mind and nothing more.
“You’re mine,” he vowed, whispering in his ear, “and now, I’m going to fuck you hard.”
At the last word, Graham’s erection bobbed invitingly for the man to take it and do whatever he wanted with it. D’Artangnan was in control.
He was here for the pleasure and to forget, and he couldn’t wait to get lost in it.
When his arms were secured, D’Artangnan moved down his body, teasing a path with his very wicked mouth. At his groin, he ignored his weeping erection to focus on the tattoo on his thigh.
He grinned wickedly.
“Marking you as mine was the best thing I’ve ever done,” he admitted.
Oh, well, Graham agreed there.
As the tip of his tongue traced the large‘D’on his thigh, the eroticism made him shake.
He couldn’t help it.
“Yes, please,” Graham whispered, as D’Artangnan left bites on his inner thigh like he enjoyed.
His body shook, and his dick dripped precum at the anticipation of that moment.
“YES!”he muttered. “Please, D’Artangnan! Have your way with me. Show me how to be yours and only yours,” he added.
D’Artangnan grinned.
“Oh, that’s the plan,” he said, kneeling between his thighs. “Tell me what you want, my bottom,” he said, waiting for him to do just that.
Graham’s body bowed as he began playing with his balls.
“My Top, take me and use me,” he whispered, that heat of need washing over his body.
Hearing that, D’Artangnan focused solely on his dick, and played with his sexy bedmate.
Last night, he’d bound him up, and took full advantage of his ass. Now, he wanted to work over his erection until Graham was begging to cum.
That got them both going.
How could it not?
Graham moaned at the sensation of D’Artangnan’s saliva, dripping down his erection to pool across his balls. That wetness would be lubrication, and he knew it.
