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I snickered. With my jeans constricting my erection, I stood to take them off, but he stopped me, his saliva-covered cock bobbing between us. I gave him a puzzled look before he said, “Let me.” I dropped my hands so he could take over. He placed his hands on my jawline, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. His tongue sought mine, and I accepted the loving intrusion willingly.

“Mmhmm,” I moaned deeply, his hands dropping to unbutton my jeans. Our mouths never parted as I felt him unsnap the top button and lower the zipper, freeing my engorged cock.

“Ahhh,” he murmured, muffled by our wrestling tongues. His hands connected immediately with my hard cock. “You’ve gone commando.”

“I didn’t want to waste time when we got to the fun part,” I replied.

“Such a dirty boy, Howler.”

“I’ll show you dirty, mister,” I snorted, turning us around and pushing him back on the bed.

“But I wanted to undress you,” he whined.

“As I said, I don’t want to waste time. Take off your shirt.” Jonesy did as he was told and flung it to the floor. His eyes locked on me, his lips parting as he looked me up and down like a predator with its prey.

I finished undressing, standing over him, my rigid cock leaking with anticipation. “Fuck. If you have it in you to flip-flop tonight, I won’t argue,” I said, taking in his ebony muscular form and fully erect cock as he stroked himself.

“You gotta fuck me first. And don’t forget those wristbands,” he said, pointing to the nightstand. It made me chuckle that he loved being restrained and giving me complete control. We enjoyed a bit of Dom/sub play now and then.

I grabbed both restraints, tossing the lube onto the bed. “How bad do you want this?” I asked, wanting him to beg.

“I need you to bind me and fuck the living daylights out of me,” he growled. His response was enough that I didn’t need to continue teasing him.

“Hands above your head, and you can’t touch me,” I ordered. He complied with a wicked grin and sought the wooden crossbar of his headboard with both hands.

I took the bands and straddled his chest. I watched his eyes go to my cock, but I was far enough away from his mouth so he couldn’t try to lick the head. It made me chuckle again as I watched his failed attempt.

“Fuck…you’re such a cock tease, Howler,” he complained without conviction. He seemed more focused and locked in on what my cock would do to his ass.

The wristbands were easy-buckle straps with padding on the inside. He liked them tight, and I secured them far enough apart so his arms were outstretched. I liked having control where I could do what I wanted and he had no say in the matter. Unless he used our safe word, which was ‘redzone.’ Of course, Jonesy picked it because of his football-playing days. I gave in after we couldn't find a baseball term we could agree on. In all the times we’d engaged in dominant play, we’d never used it. We could both be forceful, but we knew the limits.

Once the bands were in place, I scooted down so his cock rested against the crease of my ass. Its heavy weight and length made me take a quick breath. All I needed to do was lube him up and lower myself onto him, but it was about his needs.

I moved away from his cock to land on his taut abs and bent to kiss him. “How badly do you want my cock up your man pussy?” I whispered against his parted lips.

“Bad enough that once you pull that butt plug from it, I’ll be rarin’ to go.”

My eyes went wide, and I realized that when I’d had my hands on his ass earlier, I never fingered his entrance. “Greedy, needy, and ready,” I retorted.

“Just get to it,” he replied, bucking his hips to get me moving.

I laughed at his insistence and pulled a leg back from over him. Scooting down between his legs, I pushed them up, folding him in two, revealing the black base of the butt plug. He did a few quick kegels to make it look like it was winking at me. “Oh, this is gonna be fun,” I said, taking hold of the plug.

“I put it in when I got home. I’m pretty lubed up already.”

“I can see that,” I said, rotating the base, which made him squirm and let out a guttural moan. He kept his legs up and spread for me, making it easy to manage his toy with one hand while still holding a leg up.

A firm grip and a gentle pull was all it took to slowly remove it. He was right that he’d lubed himself up generously. I still felt I needed to add some to my cock, though. There was nothing worse than a too-dry fuck. I grabbed the bottle and liberally coated my finger first, wanting to play a bit before giving him what he really wanted.

“This plug has helped you loosen up quite a bit. I think I can slip inside you easily without much resistance.”

“Since when have you had much resistance when you fuck me?” he said with a slight frown.

It made me laugh. Taking two fingers, I slowly circled his hole a few times before pushing them in to the hilt. I watched him throw his head back against the pillow with a deep breath.

“Oh, Jesus Christ!” he exclaimed. I hooked my fingers and immediately found his prostate. As I rubbed it, he curled his toes, and more pre-cum appeared at the slit of his cock. I released his other leg and quickly swiped away the pre-cum, bringing it to my mouth.

“Mmm…just like candy,” I said, licking it off my finger.