He whimpered.

“Clean me off,” he said, releasing the leather belt.

Ian licked his chest, cleaning him up, and the whole time, he was hard again. When he played with Gryphen’s nipples, teasing them with his tongue, the man moaned.

“Oh, look. I’m hard again.”

He moved Ian off of him, and then bent him over the side of the bed. There, he fucked him.

Oh, and he fucked him hard.

Ian moaned, begged, and pleaded. He offered to blow him, and do anything, if he’d just cum in his ass.

So, Gryphen fought it.

Oh, and he fought hard.

When he was about to lose it, he pulled out, and Ian whimpered.

“Please, give me it,” he begged. “I need your cum, my Lord,” he whispered.

Gryphen turned him over, and laid him on his back. Then, he spread his legs so he could see what he was about to do to him.

Gryphen spit onto his asshole, and then got onto the bed. There, he slowly sank into the man.

Inch.

By.

Inch.

“Oh, fuck,” Ian whispered. “So full. God. Please. Just cum in me, my Lord,” he begged.

“Watch me fuck you, Ian. Open your eyes.”

He did as he was told, and he watched his ass being taken, as he had no choice.

Gryphen fucked him without mercy, driving his massive cock deep in his body.

The whole time, Ian whimpered.

“Tell me how much you want it,” he said.

Ian whimpered.

“Please.”

“Tell me, Ian. Tell me how bad you want me to pour my cum into that very willing, very pink ass of yours.”

He stared up into his eyes.

“Will you spank me again until I cum?” he whispered, his body so overwhelmed.

“Yes, tell me how bad you want it.”

Ian let go of any embarrassment, and was honest.

“I want your cum so badly. I wish you’d take me in the morning, filling me, and make me hold it in all day. I want your cum at night, so much I can’t keep it in me. I need you to fuck me, and fill me. I want to be your cum receptacle all the fucking time!” he said, and it did what he wanted.