“Wait!” Zane’s legs were lifted high in the air and forcibly spread wide, his knees bent at either side, leaving plenty of room for Pavel to lean over him.
He took his cock and guided it toward Zane’s entrance, deciding to enter beneath the toy so that every time he thrust forward, he could shove the dildo in even deeper. He had to shift things around a bit, but once he was ready he rested his crown against the toy and Zane’s hole.
“Deep breath, gorgeous.” It was all the warning he gave before he drove himself into him, burning cock spearing through Zane’s tight body mercilessly.
Zane screamed, loud enough he may have made the windows vibrate, but he didn’t let go of the table to try and push Pavel away. “It’s too much! You’re going to tear me open!”
He sobbed as he was pumped full of both cock and the toy, bawling once Pavel found his rhythm and synced his thrusts to time with those of the toy, ensuring that one was always driving in while the other was dragging out.
“Good Light, you’re clenching onto me so hard,” Pavel praised, trying to keep his head about him. Zane might have been the one strung up with all the contraptions, but Pavel had been horny the whole time from watching. He hit the button on his multi-slate attached to his wrist that would activate the cameras he’d set up earlier before he could forget and then bent forward to kiss his bashert.
He practically attacked his mouth, cutting off another verbal protest, tongue zipping past his lips to explore, moaning when Zane opened wide to accommodate him. It was messy and aggressive and primal, the two of them sucking and nipping at each other as Pavel fucked him hard and unforgivingly.
Even though he’d only just inserted himself, there was a good chance he wasn’t going to last long, and Pavel tore his mouth away to drop it to Zane’s chest. He bit and sucked at his right nipple, grinning when that had Zane’s back bowing and his cock slamming even deeper into his body. It was tempting to choke him, to cover his mouth and his nose with his hand and pull on the collar until there wasn’t a chance of him catching his breath, but that wasn’t what this was about.
“Tell me you want me,” Pavel demanded, pinching Zane’s other nipple hard enough to elicit a yelp.
“I want you,” the words rolled off Zane’s tongue without pause, and if it was believable to Pavel, it had to be believable to their viewers.
One of the camera orbs he’d set up spun around them, capturing them from every angle and he tried hard not to look at it, wanting to focus on the man thrashing beneath him.
Pavel reached down and wrapped a hand around Zane’s dick, but he only got one stroke in before the other man was coming, ropes of white spurting between them. He chuckled and watched, sure to lift himself enough the camera could capture it as well. “You just stained my suit, gorgeous.”
“Sorry.” Zane whimpered as Pavel continued to fuck him. “Please.”
“You’ll recover in twenty-two minutes,” he reminded. “Think I can last that long and make you come again with me?”
“Please,” he shook his head. “Don’t.”
“Want me to touch you here again then?” He cupped Zane’s balls and leaned down, whispering his next words so the camera couldn’t pick up on them. “It’s a good time to test and see if your refraction time is lessened when you’re getting front and back stimulation, don’t you agree?”
“Yes!” Zane gasped and arched into him, clearly finding the chance of ending this sooner rather than being torturedalmost another half hour the better option. “Please! Pavel, touch me! I want to come again!”
“You want me to come and give you some peace you mean.” He grinned and pulled back, slipping up so he could take hold of his dick. Pavel played with his slit, rubbing his come around lewdly. He stroked him in time to his thrusts, tugging and squeezing now and again to add extra stimuli.
“That was less than five minutes, gorgeous,” he said in mild surprise when Zane’s dick came to life in his hand. He jerked him off with more vigor, snapping his hips as his own arousal grew at seeing his body react to him.
“Please!” Zane writhed and moaned, and for a second, his hands lifted off the edge of the table before he caught himself and dropped them back.
But not fast enough.
“I saw that.” Pavel pulled out and switched the controls so that Zane’s legs dropped. He was on him in a heartbeat, yanking him closer and then flipping him around onto his hands and knees. As soon as he’d notched his cock back in that warm hole, he grabbed onto the leash and wrapped it around his hand a few times.
When Pavel yanked the chain, Zane’s body bowed back, forcing him down onto Pavel’s cock as he drove himself up into him at the same time. His free arm banded around Zane's waist, and he tugged him in close, teeth latching onto that tender spot between his neck and his shoulder.
“You hear that?” he asked. “All the chains clanking and the sound of your ass being bred?” He tightened the chain around his neck by pulling the leash again. “Well?”
“Yes.” Zane’s bound hands were at his throat, trying to pull the chain off, but when Pavel tsked at him, he hesitated and dropped them.
“Stroke yourself for me, gorgeous,” Pavel instructed, setting his chin on Zane’s left shoulder. “Give me a show.”
It was awkward at first, with his bound hands, but eventually, he figured it out.
Pavel watched as he gave himself a hand job, delighted over the fact there’d been no hesitation to do as he was instructed. “Good boy.” He dropped the leash and ran a hand through Zane’s hair, gripping it tightly to pull his head back. “So submissive for me, aren’t you? Me, and only me, isn’t that right, Doctor?”
“Yes.”
“You want to come again?”
