Indecent Encounters

Tony Buff has Leo Forte braced against the St. Andrew's cross, naked and waiting. The first crack of the flogger lands hard, then another, then a slower swipe that stings less but still burns. Tony moves like he’s hunting, whipping and pausing, letting Leo catch his breath only to take it away again. Leo gasps, then cries, then screams when the strikes get heavier, but he stays upright until his legs give and he drops. Tony tells him to stand. He does. Tony runs a gentle palm down Leo’s back, almost soft, then brings the flogger down twice as hard. Every time Leo thinks he has the pattern, Tony changes it. Kindness, then cruelty. Sweat runs into Leo’s eyes. His cock stays hard anyway. The final strike knocks him to his knees again and he stays there, shaking, tears mixing with sweat on the floor. Morning light hits the kitchen island. Tony tells him to climb up. Leo obeys. Tony spreads him open and buries his face between Leo’s cheeks, tongue working deep, wet, relentless. Leo’s hole flutters and gives. Tony stands, lines up, and fucks him bent over the counter. Each thrust knocks more cum out of Leo until it drips down his thigh. Tony pulls out, strokes once, twice, and shoots across Leo’s back. He wipes his hand on Leo’s ass, grabs his coffee, says good morning, and walks out.