Ethan wanted that in the worst way.
He wanted to feel full like this, and trapped like someone’s prey. He wanted Gene to own his whole body, mind, and soul. He wanted to be able to make someone crave him like Gene did.
“Oh, fuck!” Gene shouted, and he began cumming. Unfortunately for Ethan, he was late to the party, and some of Gene’s cum hit him in the neck.
The rest was swallowed.
When Gene was done cumming, he stared at Ethan.
“Again. Fuck me again. You’re my fucking machine until I say otherwise!”
And Ethan went back to his duty as this man’s bottom and property, knowing he was going to have to work for this.
Desperately.
He fucked Gene hard, burying his swollen, sore dick in his ass, trying to find a way to get past the O-ring’s control so he could cum.
But he couldn’t.
It wasn’t happening.
Someone was sadistic, and Ethan craved that in the worst way.
As for the man being fucked, Gene’s balls tucked up into his sack as he was prepared for another round of cumming. When he yanked on the‘leash’, cutting off more air, Ethan’s eyes rolled up into his head as he was trapped in pleasure overload.
The visual for Gene was too much.
Yeah, he was going to enjoy the training of Ethan Blackhawk.
Bet.
On.
It.
“Oh, Tala, get ready to catch my cum,” he ordered, as his body betrayed him, and he came again.“FUCK!”he shouted, as Tala managed to catch all of his cum this time, like a good pet.
When he was done sucking his dick, Gene pointed.
“Again.”
And Ethan went back to fucking him without being able to get an iota of pleasure.
NONE.
He was so horny and frustrated, but he wanted this in the worst way.
To learn.
To grow.
To feel.
As he was sweating from the exertion, Gene was enjoying the ass worshipping.
He had one more in him.
“Come on, Tala. Show Daddy how you fuck an ass. Maybe if you’re good, tomorrow I’ll set you free and take yours.”
