The position of him with his head tilted back as his hands were chained above him was a sight that nearly unhinged me. I reached around, took hold of his hard cock and began to jack him off. The sounds of heavy panting and growling filled the air along with the arousing sound of my skin pounding against his. We continued going at it until he voiced his urgent plea.
“Russell, please,” he begged.
Ryan’s cock was now slick with his pre-cum that I had been coating his shaft with. I slowed the motion of my hand and pressed my finger under the head of his cock. When I wiggled the finger, he began to squirm.
“Come for me, Ryan.”
I took hold of his hips and widened my stance so I could bask in the bliss of his body unraveling. My hands kept him as still as possible while he came. His ring of muscles gripped me tightly and pulled my own release out of me. The volume of my own groans and grunts drowned out Ryan’s.
As his body sagged, I withdrew slowly and reached up to release his cuffs from the carabiner. His arms came down quickly and heavily and he took a step forward for balance.
Not so fast, my boy.
I wrapped an arm around his waist and then across his chest to keep him still. Ryan grew fidgety quickly and I tightened my hold on him. I didn’t want him to panic, but I knew that’s where he was headed, just based on his mannerisms.
“Relax, Ryan,” I soothed.
He struggled some, but when he realized that I wasn’t going to let him go, he sagged further against me. I guided him to the ground and encouraged him to just be still for a few moments.
“Russell, I need to go to the bathroom. Please,” he tried to reason with me.
It broke my heart that the need to run off and clean himself still pushed at him.
“Ryan, you don’t have to run off to the bathroom.”
“I…need to. Please, Russell.”
“Have I ever denied you anything that you needed, my boy?”
“No, Sir,” he replied.
I leaned toward the table beside the frame and pulled out some wet wipes. I cleaned his softening cock with some wipes and made sure I cleaned him from the base to tip. I used a fresh wipe on his balls and then cleaned his ass. When I finished, I tossed all of the used wipes behind me and out of his sight.
“See, Ryan?” I tugged a handful of his hair, pulled his head backward. I kissed his forehead. “All you need to do is trust me. I won’t let you down, my boy.”
Sooner or later, Ryan Hudson would believe me.
* * *
Ryanand I took our coffees to a table by the window and waited for our breakfast to be delivered to the table.
“So, where are we going today?” Ryan eagerly inquired as I leaned back in my seat.
“Patience, my boy. You’ll soon see for yourself. Would you like to try to guess?” I offered up. I loved seeing him so excited and trying to guess.
“Well, I know where you’renottaking me,” Ryan said with a big smile.Those dimples kill me.
“Really? Where am I not taking you?” I asked him in the same light-hearted tone.
“You’re not taking me to the mountains to chain me to the roof rack of your SUV,” he announced in a matter of fact tone.
I peered at Ryan over my coffee mug and stared at him for a long moment. His smile was full of confidence, which looked so damn good on him. Soon, he will look in the mirror and see that confidence. There was a gleam in his eye that told me that he wouldn’t have been opposed to another trip to the woods. I set my coffee mug down and decided to play with him a little.
“Are you sure about that, Ryan?”
“Positive,” he glowed with confidence.
While it was delightful to see him so confident, I also wanted to turn those cheeks red.
