Leather Dogs

Kristofer Weston catches Dirk Caber messing with Jake Morgan. The pup sits locked in his cage, and Kristofer does not like what he sees. He orders Dirk to strip, then locks him down tight. When Dirk is naked and bound, Kristofer snaps his fingers and Jake crawls out, tongue already working. The pup licks along Dirk’s thick shaft until the meat stands rigid, then swallows it whole. Spit runs down Dirk’s balls while Jake bobs, throat stretching, taking every inch. Kristofer watches, arms crossed, telling Jake exactly how fast and deep to suck. Every time Dirk’s breathing turns ragged, Kristofer growls for Jake to stop. Dirk’s cock twitches in open air, denied again and again. “Please, Sir, I need to cum,” Dirk gasps, voice raw. Kristofer ignores him. Jake’s mouth and fist keep the edge cruel until Dirk shakes. At last Kristofer nods. Jake strokes and sucks without pause, and Dirk shoots hard across the floor. Kristofer walks the pup back into the crate, slams the door, then leans close to Dirk’s ear. “Next time it’s a flogging,” he says, and leaves both men bound and caged in the dark.