This Will Hurt

Logan Scott starts chained and helpless. Nick Moretti swings the flogger and each strike lands hot. The skin reddens, the heat spreads, and Logan’s breath turns ragged. Moretti’s cock comes out thick and ready. He jams it past Logan’s lips, and the bottom gags, spit spilling down his chin onto the concrete. Hands pulled down, shackled to his own ankles, Logan waits with mouth open and eyes watering. Moretti lifts him onto the fuck box. He spreads Logan’s ass, tongue pushing in deep, licking and stretching until the hole shines slick. Then he lines up and drives in hard. Logan grunts around every thrust. Boots lift high, legs spread wide. Moretti pounds faster, leather creaking, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. Sweat runs down Moretti’s chest. Logan’s hole takes every inch until Moretti pulls out, strokes once, twice, and shoots across Logan’s stomach, ropes of cum marking the bound man from navel to chest.