Billy let out a sound of warning, almost a growl, at the word. But unlike Mike, he had restraint. A word he didn't like to be called wouldn't send him into a frenzied rage. Yet.
"There's a good boy..." Billy breathed out, his thumb massaging that ever so tender stretch of skin behind the balls. His touch gentle and almost caring. He pulled back then to act quickly, before Mike forced him to do anything else. The leather cuffs were clipped to the bar. Each to their own ring, enough space between them to make things difficult.
Satisfied, Billy sat back on his heels to examine his work. Getting such an unruly captive into a position like that was quiet a feat. And he looked so lovely with his backside raised in the air like that. His hands settled on Mike's ass, gently caressing him. "...beautiful..." he breathed out.
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Date: 2015-07-29 08:13 am (UTC)"There's a good boy..." Billy breathed out, his thumb massaging that ever so tender stretch of skin behind the balls. His touch gentle and almost caring. He pulled back then to act quickly, before Mike forced him to do anything else. The leather cuffs were clipped to the bar. Each to their own ring, enough space between them to make things difficult.
Satisfied, Billy sat back on his heels to examine his work. Getting such an unruly captive into a position like that was quiet a feat. And he looked so lovely with his backside raised in the air like that. His hands settled on Mike's ass, gently caressing him. "...beautiful..." he breathed out.