This.
Was.
Hot.
Gene was pretty sure he’d never forget this moment, and the way Ethan wanted to be trained. It was so goddamn sexy.
All he could do was admire his gift. Because he definitely was that. Ethan had handed himself over to him, clearly.
“Oh, fuck, you make me insane,” he admitted, his own dick so hard, he could pound nails.
Or Ethan.
Repeatedly.
At first, he wasn’t sure Ethan would let him do this to him, since he was new with his ass being used, but here he was, wearing not only the wickedly erotic chastity belt, but also the thick, vibrating dick.
It was so hot to see.
His balls were MIA, since they were playing hide-and-seek.
As Ethan stood there, he felt incredibly sexy.
Powerful.
Virile.
There was no doubt in his mind it was all because of the way Gene was watching him. The giant bump in his pants told the tale.
This was not only for Ethan, but for Gene too.
“It’s locked, and you’ll stay like that all night until I’m ready for you.”
God.
That sounded so damn good. The more he threw at him, the more Ethan wanted to see if he could overcome it.
“Yes, please,” he whispered.
Oh, but he wasn’t done.
Not.
Even.
Close.
“Open your shirt. I want to see those sexy little nipples,” he said.
And Ethan obeyed.
When he did, Gene moved closer, and in his hands, he had heavier weighted ones.
Ethan moaned.
“Oh, fuck, but I want them so bad,” he muttered. “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life than to be exactly like this for you.”
Gene wanted to cum just listening to his whiskey-warm voice beg for it. This was a new breed of Ethan, and he was highly sexual as he leaned about his pleasure and that it was perfectly fine to ask for what you craved.
