“Thank you for being honest. I like you coming, too. You’re gorgeous when you come. I want to try some denial and see how you do. Just for the afternoon and then we try something else.”
Graham isn’t happy but nods in agreement.
“Good. Okay. You get to come once now and then you’re going to take a break.”
Graham zeroes in on that. “So, Idoget to come?”
“Yes. Now. Go ahead.” Colton leans back and waits.
Graham blinks at him. He licks his lips and his brow furrows as he thinks it through. “You won’t help me?”
“I might. Get started and let’s see how it goes.”
Graham wraps a hand around his cock. He adjusts his grip a bit and jerks himself in a fairly fast, tight grip. Stopping under the head, he focuses on the shaft and then stroking down as far as he can get. His gaze is roaming Colton’s body like he’s imagining Colton fucking him. He’s hard but he’s not as hard as he was when Colton touched him.
“You want lube?” he asks and opens a drawer, pulls out a tube, and holds it out.
Graham opens his mouth to say something, closes it again. Indecisive. “What doyouwant? Sir?” Graham asks, a hint of desperation in his tone.
Colton ignores the intentional slight. “I want to know what you would do if you could do whatever you wanted.”
“Well, if it was whateverI wanted, then you’d be fucking me, now wouldn’t you?” he snaps.
Colton shrugs. “You didn’t ask. How was I supposed to know?”
Graham looks stunned. “Then fuck me!” He lets go of his cock and is adorably annoyed.
“What… you mean, like, in your ass?” Colton asks, keeping a straight face because he is, occasionally, a bit of a jerk.
“Where else would you fuck me?” And he thinks Graham is joking, too, but he’s not totally sure. It may be a genuine question.
“You could fuckme. In the ass,” he says, curious if Graham wants that. Since Graham is a high-level submissive, Colton assumes he knows the answer.
“I don’t want to fuck you in the ass,” Graham says, dismissing it instantly.
“That’s good. I’ll never let you.”
Graham grunts and squeezes his cock, thrusting into his fist.
Colton puts lube on his hand and reaches for Graham’s cock, starts jerking him off as they stand there.
“Wait,” Graham says, even as he rests his cuffed hands on Colton’s shoulder, bracing himself.
Colton keeps jerking him off.
“Fuck.” Graham’s eyes are sliding closed and he grunts and thrusts helplessly. “Not too fast. It’s gonna be over too quick. No.” And then he’s panting and all of his attention is inward as he strains to hold his orgasm back. His cock is leaking and achingly hard and he’s trembling with the struggle of not coming.
“I’m not fucking your ass now because I’m going to fuck your ass for the rest of the day.”
“Uhhh!” Graham gasps loudly as his orgasm explodes out of him.
“There you go. What a good boy.” Come is on Colton’s stomach and even his chest. He holds Graham loosely and carefully and opens another drawer, gets out a few wet wipes,and cleans himself off, and then dabs at Graham’s cock. Graham shivers at the light touch to his sensitive head.
“What about you?” Graham asks, sounding tired.
And yes, Colton is hard, because he’s apparently always hard when Graham is around. “It can wait. We have to break the cycle somewhere,” he says, half-joking. He opens his drawer of supplies and pulls out Graham’s cock cage.
“What’s that?” Graham asks.
