Peter stepped back and watched his mate, marveling at how beautiful he was. Strong and muscular, his golden skin glistening with a fine layer of perspiration, he was everything Peter had ever wanted in a mate. Submissive but strong, eager to please yet knowing his own mind and pleasures… Peter couldn’t believe how lucky he was.
The urge to free his cock and stroke himself was suddenly all too strong, and Peter took himself in hand with a guttural moan. Chad’s shoulders lifted at the noise, but the stiff posture collar prevented him from turning his head.
Peter grinned. He knew Chad had mixed feelings about the collar, but Peter loved seeing him in it.
Loved seeing him in any collar.
Walking forward, he pressed himself up against Chad’s back and removed the half hood blinding his vision. His knot was pressed into the cleft of Chad’s ass, the length of his cock pushing into his lower back, and he spent a few minutes just rocking his cock in place.
“Are you going to be a good boy for me?” he asked, wrapping his arms around Chad’s body and holding him tight.
“Yes, alpha,” Chad said, his voice low and breathy. Peter’s balls tightened at Chad calling him alpha.
Though he’d intended to play with Chad for a while before he fucked him, suddenly Peter wasn’t in the mood to wait. He wanted to feel Chad’s ass bearing down on his cock, squeezing his knot and milking him dry and making him feel good like only Chad could.
“On the bed,” Peter ordered, pushing Chad back and sending him falling onto the mattress. Chad let out a little yelp, his bound and mittened hands flailing for balance as Peter moved between his legs.
Reaching into the gym bag still sitting on the edge of the mattress, Peter removed a pair of wide leather cuffs that he locked around the younger alpha’s thighs. The cuffs were made from supple black leather, with ample padding for comfort, and had four large D-rings that meant they could be used to tie Chad’s thighs down however Peter might want.
Peter then buckled a sturdy harness around Chad’s chest and lifted his thighs up, using a short nylon rope to connect Chad’s thighs to his chest. There was enough slack in the rope that Chad’s could spread his meaty thighs slightly, but not enough to lower them back down.
Lastly, Peter disconnected the mittens from each other and locked them to the D-rings positioned on the outside of Chad’s thighs.
He stepped back and admired his work.
The restrictive bondage left Chad bent in half at the waist, his ass, cock and balls exposed, and with the collar keeping his head immobilized there was nothing he could do but lay there and take whatever Peter dished out.
“You look so pretty like this,” Peter said, crouching down in front of the younger alpha and probing at his hole with the tip of his finger. Chad hissed, arching into the touch as his thighs trembled.
Peter grabbed each of Chad’s meaty cheeks in one hand and pulled them apart, leaning in and licking over his hole like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
Licking his way into Chad’s ass, pushing his tongue past the tight rim, Peter reached under the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube hidden there. He made quick work of slicking up his cock, groaning at the feeling of his hand rubbing over his hard length. He jerked himself off for a few minutes, his grip slippery and wet, enjoying the feeling of Chad opening up for his tongue.
But he wanted more. Rising up from his crouch, Peter aimed his cock at Chad’s opening and pressed inside. Chad’s rim resisted at first, but Peter kept pushing until the bulbous head of his cock popped inside.
Chad let out a whimper, the expression on his face one of contented bliss.
Peter grinned. He reached down and warped his hand around the base of Chad’s balls, and as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into Chad’s hole hepulled.
Chad screamed, his body bucking and his hips trying to lift up to alleviate the hurt, but it was no use. Peter yanked his balls up, squeezing and pulling on the tender orbs like he never had before.
“Fuck!” Chad said through gritted teeth, his voice guttural. Peter pulled his hips back and slammed his cock back into Chad’s hole, his free hand moving to his young mate’s cock and jerking him off while his other hand continued squeezing down on his testicles.
Chad’s cock was like iron in his grip, and Peter grinned at the feel of it throbbing against his palm.
“Do you like that?” Peter asked, fucking into Chad’s body as he continued the dual actions of jerking him off and hurting his balls.
“I don’t know,” Chad gritted out, sounding overwhelmed and desperate.
“It feels like you do,” Peter said, swiping his thumb over the sensitive underside of Chad’s cockhead. Chad moaned, but the sound turned into a squeal of agony when Peter twisted his balls and yanked them away from his body.
They were both caught off guard when Chad came. The young alpha’s cock erupted like a geyser, shooting his load straight up and hitting Peter right in the chin and on his throat.
Peter let go of Chad’s balls the second he started coming, knowing that otherwise the pain would be too much. He continued stroking Chad’s cock and fucking into him with steady strokes, his own orgasm just a few seconds away.
He could feel Chad’s load dripping down over his chest, marking him with the younger man’s scent.
Peter closed his eyes and slumped forward, clamping his mouth down on Chad’s lips and kissing him hungrily as he shot his load and his knot swelled inside the tight hole.
