He owns me. Gay sex He then raise Graham’s leg and use his tongue to swirl around the hole still occupied with the boot plug, causing him to jerk. In the hotel room, he tied Graham’s wrists to the headboard with silk ties.”I’m going to fuck you slow,” Juck whispered, “and you’re going to look me in the eyes the entire time.”He started by licking, and sucking Graham’s nipples for what seems like eternity making him toss his head side to side. But inside, every step reminded him of the plug stretching him open.At lunch, Juck texted him saying “Touch yourself under the table, Just once, and do not cum”.Graham almost choked on his drink, but he obeyed slipping a hand into his pocket, stroking himself once, shivering. He felt completely exposed and weirdly excited with his cock twitching. At baggage claim, Juck only smirked looking at Graham trying to hide his boner with a book.The hotel suite was lavish, with one king-sized bed. At one point, Juck leaned in and whispered, “No underwear today, right?”Graham flushed, nodding. He kissed every inch of Graham’s body, making him feel so good, wanted, adored, owned for a good twenty minutes. But then it changed.Juck flipped him over on all fours, pulled his hair, and began thrusting his hard
