I feel dizzy.”Ivan…” I pant. Gay sex This isn’t locked in, of course. “Now, what should we do to teach you some proper respect, little man?”I look up at him, my words slurred. And if you keep on apologizing, you’ll be punished again. “You may be a weakling sissy boy, but I want the best for you. I never saw him smile in the ring, so I find myself disarmed by his glow, his good nature. My hips jerk reflexively.”I see…” he chuckles.”I’m sorry, Master.”Ivan rubs his hands across my reddened rump and makes a contemplative noise.”Tell me why you’re sorry.””I was being disrespectful, Master. “How about I try to escape your bearhug?”Ivan looks away for a bit, crossing his arms. I do work out, but I’m nothing compared to him. I start shooting and staining my jockstrap. On the mat, on our sides, facing each other—it feels strangely intimate. It’s true—he’s struck me so hard that even his light touch stings.Ivan grabs a cheek hard. These don’t just grow on trees.””I’m… “Thanks, Ivan!”***Ivan and I are sitting side-by-side in the ring. I wouldn’t do that to you out of nowhere…” his breath flickers, ashy, “…unless you asked nicely, of course.”I shudder at his heavy breath at my nape.”N-no thanks,” I stammer.”Probably wise,”
