“Good, Ryan. Hairdryer will stop our play,” I confirmed.
I glanced down at Ryan when I double checked the chain connections above his head. He was already looking up at me through his lashes. When our eyes met, a smile forced its way onto his face, then one appeared on mine. His eyes were hungry and full of playfulness; eager to please and be pleased. A feast for my eyes, Ryan’s cock prominently pointed upward with his tip glistening.
“You have no idea what you do to me, Ryan.”
I patted his chest firmly and slid my hand from his pec around to his back. I slapped his upper back and took my time rubbing my way down until I reached his perfect ass. Despite some scars, it was still perfect to me; for me. Roughly, I grabbed and spanked each ass cheek before I asked him if he was ready.
With a voice full of energy and eagerness, he replied with, “Yes, Sir.”
As I picked up my flogger from the table that was close by, I pulled the drawer out a little so that I could see the contents. I wanted to make sure that it contained the things I would need to care for him afterward. I was pretty sure that it held what I needed, but I wanted to double check to be certain.
I started with two substantial and heavy swats to wake his flesh up and then rubbed my wide hand over the skin to spread the heat. I continually moved slowly from side to side, striking his back and butt as I went. I had worked into what I felt was a relaxed and comfortable rhythm for me.
“Doing alright, Ryan?”
I broke from my rhythm and while I kept my bare hand moving on his back, I walked around to stand in front of him. His eyes looked clear, and his smirk appeared along with his dimple. With my free hand, I reached up and felt his restricted hands to see if they had cooled any yet. We still had time.
“Yes, Sir,” he replied.
I continued to rub on his back but brought my hand down from his to rub his chest and abdomen. With him in front of me, chained up as he was, it was hard to resist touching him as much as I could. I made sure that my fingers were splayed and touched everywhere between his neck and waist.
He opened his mouth, as if he were about to say something, but he closed it. He was holding something back…and it was something that I would coax out of him. I searched his eyes while I rubbed on him, and on my next pass by his abdomen, I felt his muscles flex.
“Ryan,” I said his name, hoping it would urge him to say what had been on the tip of his tongue.
“Your hands feel good, Russell.”
His eyes were still clear and were on me. He leaned the left side of his head against the inside of his raised arm. If he would ever admit it to himself, he’d love to just lie around and be rubbed on all day.
I picked up my flogger, but instead of returning to the distance I had been, I stood just to his left. I choked up on the handle, and while my left hand rubbed his chest, I brought the tails of the flogger down on his ass. After a few swats to his ass, Ryan turned his head and tucked his chin down against his left bicep. Those big brown eyes of his begged me for his release.In due time, my boy.
I alternated brushing the pad of my thumb over his hard nipples as I continued to swat his ass, and then I began to pinch his nipples. As the intensity increased, so did the look of need that reflected in his eyes. With each pinch, Ryan’s eyes would close briefly, only to reopen with a heated look of urgency.That’s my boy, Ryan.
I lowered my hand from his chest and took hold of his straining cock. His subtle moan was music to my ears and made my own groin ache.
“Mmm…Russell,” he hissed and shut his eyes again.
“Yes, Ryan?”
Come on, Ryan.
I lured him forward by slowly stroking his cock. I wanted him to tell me what he was feeling, and what he desired or needed. Ryan has very much been a work in progress regarding him communicating what he needs and wants. Gently rubbing under the crown of his cock is what caused him to cave.
“Mmm…Russell…Please,” Ryan said more urgently this time.
“Please what, Ryan?” I inquired.
“Please let me come, Russell…Sir.”
Sir.
“My pleasure.”
While I maintained steadily stroking him, I unbuttoned my pants. I was able to get the zipper down by tugging on the material. I stopped stroking him to quickly lean toward the table that was next to the frame and squirt some lube into my hand. I lubed myself just enough so he wouldn’t feel any pain, but not so much that he wouldn’t feel me entering him.
I let go of his cock so I could pull one of his ass cheeks away to gain me access. As I crouched down, I tugged one of his cheeks to the side, revealing his heavenly hole. I spit on it and rubbed the saliva around as he moaned and groaned. It was hard for me to not slap and grab his ass cheek, so as I stood back up, I indulged by slapping his ass and then grabbing it. I lined myself up and took hold of his hip as I pushed myself inside.
“Fuck,” Ryan hissed as he tilted his head back.
