Brian couldn’t catch his breath. The ropes around his thighs were holding them up to his chest and spread wide. Once again, he had the feeling of being on display for Jacob, only this time, he didn’t care. He’d spend the rest of his life naked if it meant he got to experience more of the pleasure he had been experiencing at Jacob’s hands.
He had really thought that being restrained would freak him out, and it did a little. But, the longer he laid there bound on the bed, the more freedom he began to feel. He was tied up, bound, restrained. He could let everything go and just feel.
And, oh fucking hell, was he feeling. It seemed like every single touch of Jacob’s hands on his body, each lick of his tongue or soft brush of skin again skin, was magnified and more intense than anything he had ever felt.
Being blindfolded just added to the experience. He couldn’t tell where Jacob was going to touch him next, or how. The anticipation was a pleasure in itself. And somehow, Brian knew that Jacob knew that.
“I think I may just keep you bound and impaled on my cock, love,” Jacob said when he finally stopped moving. “You look perfect this way.”
“Okay,” Brian whispered, not quite sure what he was agreeing to but willing to say just about anything to keep the pleasure going.
Jacob chuckled. “It would make going to work a little harder, for both of us.”
Brian didn’t understand how Jacob could possibly string two words together let alone speak them. He felt like his brains were turning to mush along with his body. The feeling of Jacob’s cock stretching the tight muscles of his ass was beyond anything he had ever imagined.
If only the man would move.
Brian was desperate for Jacob to move, to breathe. Hell, Brian was desperate for Jacob to do anything. If something didn’t happen soon, Brian was going to explode. “Master, please!”
Brian’s entire body tensed when Jacob’s hips thrust forward, driving the man’s large cock deeper into Brian’s ass.
“Is that what you want, love?”
“Yesss,” Brian hissed as Jacob pulled back and the thick rounded head of his cock brushed over Brian’s sweet spot. “Oh gods, yes!”
His hands clenched, looking for something to hold on to, but they were bound by the ropes. He was restrained and almost totally surrounded by Jacob. And for once, the feeling of having his personal space invaded felt wonderful.
Brian cried out when Jacob started moving. He pushed his forehead into the mattress and used it as leverage to push his ass back toward the man pounding into him. Each thrust was earth-shattering, each withdrawal agonizing. Brian couldn’t tell which one he liked more.
Luckily, he was restrained so he didn’t have to choose. He just had to lay there and let Jacob do whatever he wanted. Brian had never felt so free in his life. The harder that Jacob’s cock rammed into his tight aching little hole, the more Brian began to feel at peace with himself.
It was an odd reaction to have. Brian knew that. He just didn’t care. For once in his life, someone was taking the decisions out of his hands and giving him orders that only brought him pleasure. Could anything be any more perfect?
“I want to hear you, love,” Jacob said as he started a series of quick, short thrusts.
Brian opened his mouth and allowed every little ounce of pleasure to spill from his lips. His loud groans filled the air until all Brian could hear was the sound of his own moans and Jacob’s body slapping against his.
“So beautiful,” Jacob murmured as he stroked his hand down Brian’s rope-bound arms. “So perfect.”
“Master,” Brian groaned.
“I think I’m going to keep you like this, Brian.”
Brian didn’t know how that would be possible, but he was all for it.
“Every time you’re with me, you’ll be tied up in some manner, bound for my pleasure.”
“Do you like that idea, love?” Jacob asked as he continued to stroke Brian’s skin. “Do you want to be bound for my pleasure, so I can touch you whenever I want, however I want?”
Brian swallowed so hard his throat ached. “Yes, master, please.”
“Are you ready to come, love?”
Oh, gods, was he ready. Brian didn’t think he was going to last long enough for his master to give the command. He was trying so hard to not come, but the feeling of Jacob’s cock pushing into his ass and stretching him, filling him—it was getting harder and harder to do as Jacob said.
And he didn’t want to disappoint Jacob when the man had given him so much pleasure. He wanted to come back and experience it again and again. Hell, he never wanted to leave. If he had his way, he would stay bound and impaled on Jacob’s cock.
“Please, master,” Brian whined.
“Since you asked so nicely…”