Wrapped

Beau Butler lies face-down on the cold exam table, arms strapped, legs spread, only a jock covering him. His skin is sealed in tight plastic wrap, every breath straining against the clear film. Alpha Wolfe steps in, boots heavy on tile. He grabs a black taper candle, lights it, and lets the first scalding drops land across Beau’s shoulders. Wax beads roll and harden. Then the pinwheel comes out—metal spikes spinning along ribs, over nipples, down the crack of his ass. Sparks follow when the electro wand touches skin; Beau jerks, muscles twitching. Alpha works the wand lower until Beau’s hole twitches in time with the current. The straps come off. Beau drops to all fours on the floor. Alpha spits on a clear trainer plug and pushes it in, twisting until the thickest ridge pops past the ring. He swaps it for a heavy glass dildo, clear as ice, and slams it home until Beau’s hole grips the flared base. When the glass comes out, slick and shiny, Alpha frees his cock. He plants both hands on Beau’s hips and drives straight in—no pause, no mercy. Hard, bareback strokes pound skin against skin until Alpha’s balls tighten. He grunts, buries deep, and pumps a thick load straight into Beau’s gut. When he pulls out, Beau bears down; white cum leaks out in long, slow strings that drip to the floor.