Which meant this was being filmed, and he intended to broadcast it at the Seaside Cinema.
All of them?
Or just the one in their city?
It was a branch company with locations all over the planet, and Aneski had been more than comfortable airing hisvideos at them before, but now…He was even more grateful for the blindfold, because at least there was some protection in that, even if all people had to do was look his name up online to find photos of his face.
They’d know he was the one in all the other Bind films now, too…
“What’s wrong, Ani?” Flix asked sweetly, and it was the tone that gave him away.
He knew exactly what was wrong. The bastard.
Aneski wanted to rant and rave at him but refrained, knowing that would only get him into more trouble. His hole was already being beaten and rubbed raw, despite the lube Flix had applied before, and the ring around his cock was tight enough that he knew he’d struggle to orgasm if it was left on.
He tried to get a read on the size of the toy because, at first, with no other preparation, it’d felt massive. Now that he had adjusted somewhat to it, he guessed it was probably around the same thickness as Flix but nowhere near as long.
Had he done that on purpose as well?
What was he thinking. Of course Flix had.
Pretty soon, Aneski would be writhing for other reasons, frustrated that it wasn’t stroking in deep enough to hit all those secret places within him. Ani had always loved being filled so much there was an edge of discomfort, a slight snap of pain. That overly full feeling, the one that made him think he couldn’t take it and he’d be torn in half if it kept up, that was his bliss state.
And, damn it, Flix knew it.
The brumal member tipped his head back a second time and traced Ani’s lips with his thumb. “I don’t think it’s fair that you get all the fun while we wait for you to be opened up, do you?”
Aneski ground his teeth.
“I asked you a question, Tiny Terror,” Flix stated, the whir of the machine pumping into him almost drowning out the words, they were spoken so quietly. “Since you’re all about fairness all of a sudden, doesn’t seem cool to leave me waiting for you, does it?”
“No,” he forced himself to say, narrowing his eyes behind the blindfold when Flix chuckled.
“Nice of you to see reason. Now,” he tapped Ani’s mouth, “open up.”
He wet his lips before following the order, knowing exactly what was coming. Sure enough, a second later, the heated tip of Flix’s cock smacked against his lips, the salty, musky smell invading Ani’s nose.
“Open wide,” Flix instructed, hooking a finger between Ani’s lips to pry them further apart before he shoved his cock in with the same level of care as he had the toy into Ani’s ass.
None at fucking all.
Aneski instantly choked and struggled, but Flix caught him around the jaw, keeping him locked into place as he started slowly rocking into him, sliding his silky member against Ani’s tongue and up against the back of his throat. His hands fought against the restraints in an attempt to reach out and stop the movements, but they held firm, and it wasn’t long before tears leaked out of Ani’s eyes, and his chest constricted painfully. The angle allowed for him to go deeper than Aneski had ever taken a cock there before.
Flix pulled all the way out suddenly, petting Aneski’s cheeks as he gasped for air and coughed against the saliva caught in his throat. It wasn’t even a full minute later that he asked, “Ready to go again?”
Ani tried to shake his head, but Flix wouldn’t allow that either, driving his cock back into his mouth with a fervor that had them both crying out.
He kept at it until Aneski thought he was going to die. Fucking his face hard and long enough his lungs were on the verge of exploding before pulling out, giving him a moment to desperately catch his breath, only to start the whole process up again.
It went on like clockwork, happening so many times that Ani lost count of how frequently he was allowed to breathe. Eventually, the blindfold was soaked straight through, and he could feel his own precome dripping down his spread ass cheeks.
“What do you think, Ani?” Flix dragged himself out of his mouth and lowered, his breaths gusting across Aneski’s wet face. “Am I better at creating content than you?”
“Flix,” his voice already sounded raw and he was only able to get that one word out before he started coughing for the millionth time.
“You’re so red for me,” Flix said then. “I wish you could see yourself, baby. See the way your pretty dick is bright, cherry red, and straining toward me. Think it knows its master?” He nuzzled his neck. “Do you?”
“Yes.” He bobbed his head frantically, shaking the swing even more than he already was. “Yes, I do.”
