His hand slid sensuously up and down the shaft, gentle revenge for the Bard’s teasing of the morning. Gay porn Brannan moaned, the stroking tormenting him.His penis had been restrained for a week and could not become erect inside its cage. He breathed deeply and steadily. Leather cuffs immobilized his limbs. Now lie back and spread your legs— go on; I won’t cut your manhood if that’s what worries you. “Do you wish me to continue? Brannan appreciated Geraint’s gentle touch over his fading bruises from when the guards had beaten him.“Good, top bit’s done. “Not good enough. A muscular and solid bear of a man, his thick, grey, curling body hair covered his chest, shoulders, limbs, and back. The Warlord felt the Bard’s muscles relax their tight grip on his penis, allowing him to complete the thrust. The Warlord felt the Bard’s muscles relax their tight grip on his penis, allowing him to complete the thrust. You’ll need your strength tonight.”“Why?” the Bard asked him, but Geraint tightened his lips and said nothing in reply.Brannan had just finished his second drink when the Warlord entered the chamber.
