Gene was struggling to hold on.
He was struggling to not cum so fast, but this was incredibly erotic, and he loved hearing Ethan moan and feel all the things he knew he would.
They’d begun crossing lines and it would only make their sex life better.
The trust was huge.
“Oh, Tala,” he whispered, his body shaking as he fought for control.
Ethan couldn’t think.
He was so turned on, and all he could hope was Gene would let him cum.
Already, his hips were moving, and his body was screaming for release. The cage was brutal, and all he wanted to do was rip it off and cum.
God.
This was torture.
And he loved it.
“My cum slut is about to get an ass full of cum. I want it to stay in you. If you let it out, everyone will know. You’ll have a wet ass.”
He moaned.
“Please, Daddy,” he whispered. “Please let me cum. I need to cum badly. I’m going to be wild.”
He knew.
That was the point.
“Here it comes, Tala. I’m about to cum in my slut’s ass, and he’s going to thank me when I’m done,” he ordered.
Ethan was so horny.
This might just kill him.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” Gene shouted, his balls exploding, and another hot wave of cum exploding out of him and into his fuck toy.
Ethan was breathing heavily.
The heat in his ass only made his hips move involuntarily. He was so desperate to fuck that he’d do anything this man asked him to do.
He’d question nothing.
Instead, he’d be his sex slave and perform for him. That’s how bad Ethan wanted it and needed it.
As the stall stopped spinning, Gene lifted his head, and kept his lips by Ethan’s ear.
“Your ass is mine,” he whispered. “I own it. I want those cheeks clenched so tight not a drop of my cum leaves them. Later, you can release it, and if none comes out, you’ll be put over my knee, and punished until you cry or cum.”
He moaned.
“Daddy,” he whispered. “Please.”
Gene ran his hands up the man’s body, as he was pressed to his back. They traversed his abs, moved up his torso, and reached his nipples.
And the second he played with them, Ethan’s hips began moving.
