My eyes scan Alek’s body and I see the hard-on in his own jeans.
“You want me,” I tell him.
“Shhh, did I tell you to speak? Did I ask you a question?” he asks me and grabs me by the face.
I grunt as he rolls me over onto my stomach.
I feel his hands exploring my hips and ass. He wastes no time spreading my cheeks and kneels behind me. His tongue opens me up and I moan in response.
Every swirl of his tongue along that tight ring of muscle makes my dick pulse underneath me.
Alek’s fingers ease up and replace his tongue, pushing and prodding inside of me.
Pleasure runs through me in a shiver and I try to arch up against him.
“Look at you, so fucking needy for me” he tells me. “What a desperate little slut you are.”
His words make my body even hotter and I bite down on a moan trying to escape my throat.
I hear his jeans unzipping, his clothing being tossed across the room… A bottle being uncapped, and wetness being spread along my hole.
The anticipation nearly kills me. By the time he finally presses his dick to my hole, I’m trembling with need.
Everything happens so fast. He pushes inside of me little by little, stretching me out and rubbing against that special spot inside of me.
His hands press down on my lower back, just below the ropes.
“That’s it, take all of me, baby boy,” Alek croons.
I grunt and my mouth falls open against the bed as he begins to thrust inside of me. He doesn’t take it slow or ease me into it. No. He fucks me hard and fast. Taking me. Using me. All of me.
Alek grunts and moans as he works himself inside of me, his fingers digging into the flesh of my back. My body pushes against him and the ropes around my arms and chest. My heart is pounding and every single pulse point is throbbing. My cock drips cum underneath me before I can even process what’s happening.
“Fuck, fuck!” I cry out.
“You like that, baby?” he asks me. “You like when I fuck you all tied up?”
I can’t get an answer out to him. All I can do is whimper as he pounds himself into me harder and harder.
Sweat drips down my body, dampening my hairline and glistening off my skin.
“What’s the matter?” he asks me, panting out between words. “Can’t talk while Sir fucks you?”
I groan and my entire body trembles as I cum again far too quickly for my body to catch up with and go tense.
Alek smacks my ass once, then twice, and suddenly pulls out of me. I can hear the wet sound of him jerking himself off and groaning as he comes over my ass and lower back.
“Oh, fuck, Tommy,” he breathes as his cum drips down my crack and smears on my skin.
His hands hold him up against me for a moment longer before he turns and flops down on the bed beside me.
My entire body relaxes against the ropes that push into my skin and keep me from moving closer to him.
It’s quiet in the hot room for a long moment, before I feel Alek’s lips against my temple, then my cheek.
“Are you alright?” he asks me.
I sigh softly, contently. “I’m fucking fantastic,” I mumble. My head is fuzzy. I feel like I’m floating on a cloud.
