And Chris loves to hear it! After all, he came back to Tyler’s sex dungeon willingly for a second helping of BDSM. His arms are tied and suspended by a chain in the ceiling. He’s stripped down to a black jockstrap. His mouth is taped, and the only sounds he’s capable of are moans and the clink of his leather collar as he writhes in Tyler’s grip.
Tyler pulls away and steps back to admire his handy work. He cradles Chris’s flank, slides down his jockstrap, and starts jerking him off. Chains rattle. Tyler spits on the twink’s dick and keeps up the pace…only to inform his captive bitch that he has to earn his release. And he means both from the bindings and for his orgasm!
When Tyler tires of one toy, he starts playing with another. The top swivels to the other side of the bound boy and starts fingering his vulnerable rear. He laps at his asshole hungrily, which would normally cause Chris’s knees to buckleâ€”thank goodness his straps are in place to keep him standing!
With his backdoor nice and prepped with spit, Tyler pushes his big cock into the tiny hole waiting between athletic cheeks. He fucks Chris wildlyâ€”the only thing louder than the slap of flesh-on-flesh is the clanking of Chris’s wrist binds!
Tyler rams that beautiful hole over and over again, fucking the gagged twink until he can’t take it anymore. With one hand holding onto Chris’s waist, Tyler shoots into his waiting ass! Cum dribbles out of Chris’s hole… and Tyler pulls out, leaving the boy restrained and full of his seed.
He never said he was done, after all.