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"Now,
for your next punishment, Doby," Taylor said as he waved his hand at his
jutting cock. "I want you to suck my cock without coming. If you do come, you
won't be allowed to suck my cock again for the entire weekend."
Doby's
eyes rounded as they snapped up to meet Taylor's. Taylor knew he had tapped
into one of Doby's kinks. He had suspected that Doby was very oral while
feeding him dinner. The man took every opportunity to lick Taylor's fingers as
Taylor was feeding him.
Doby
loved to suck cock.
Taylor
just wondered if he was any good at it.
"Yes,
sir," Doby said as he leaned forward. But he stopped just as his breath blew
out over Taylor's naked cock. "Sir?"
"Yes,
pet?"
"How
am I supposed to suck you off with my hands cuffed?"
Taylor
smirked. "With your mouth."
Taylor
spread his legs a little wider when Doby leaned forward. There really wasn’t
much room between his legs for Doby to be comfortable with handcuffs on, but
Taylor knew his sub would manage.
Doby
made an attempt at leaning forward, and almost fell directly into Taylor’s
cock, but caught himself just in time. He glanced up at Taylor for the
briefest second, and then his eyes shot back down at Taylor’s hardness, as if
trying to work the problem with sucking cock while handcuffed out in his mind.
“You
can take your time, Doby,” Taylor said when he saw a frown forming between
Doby’s eyebrows. “This isn’t a test.”
“I
know, sir. It’s just—” Doby attempted to lean forward again, this time
catching the tip of Taylor’s cock between his lips.
“Use
your hands.”
Doby
brought the bound hands up, placing the cool metal of the cuffs on Taylor’s
inner thighs. Taylor hissed softly, his cock jerking just seeing the handcuffs
attached to Doby’s wrists. Oh yeah, that flat-out did it for him.
Telling Doby he could use his hands seemed to relax his sub. Doby opened his
mouth wider, taking a little more length between his lips. Taylor’s arm slid
from the arm of the chair, his fingers casually playing in Doby’s silky brown
hair.
Taylor
felt Doby's tongue lick up the side of his cock, the cuffs softly jingling
together. Taylor was going to come just from the sound alone. Doby’s wet and
warm mouth was only the icing on the cake.
“Open
wider, Doby.”
Doby
obeyed, his tongue licking around the crown of Taylor’s cock eagerly as Taylor
slid a few more inches inside. When Doby reached up to grab Taylor’s erection,
the metal of the cuffs brushed against the edge of Taylor's cock.
He
took in a long breath, staving off his orgasm for as long as he possibly
could. It had been too long since Taylor had played with a sub, even longer
since he had cuffed one. He was not going to let this moment end too soon.
Taylor
curled his fingers around the base of his erection, squeezing tightly as Doby
licked and moaned at the pre-cum that was dripping, seeming to work entirely
off of instinct. His cock filled Doby’s mouth as Taylor slid forward in the
chair. His other hand gripped the back of Doby’s hair, holding the man in
place as he began a slow and leisurely thrusting motion. Doby’s mouth was so
fucking perfect that Taylor could have kept his cock inside the hot mouth all
night.
Small
noises escaped from the back of Doby’s throat, and for a moment Taylor thought
that Doby was choking. But when he looked down, Doby’s eyes were wonderfully
glazed and there was a slight curve on either side of his mouth.
The
man was actually smiling!
Taylor
knew Doby would be the perfect sub.
Doby
began to bob his head, taking Taylor in and out of his mouth in earnest. As
badly as Taylor wanted this to last, the man was too damn good at sucking him
off. Taylor tensed, feeling his balls draw up to his body as his fingers
tightened in Doby’s hair.
“Get
ready,” Taylor said as his orgasm exploded and his seed splashed down Doby’s
throat. The handcuffs rubbed over Taylor’s cock, and he could have sworn he
saw stars as he gritted his teeth and let go of Doby’s hair.
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