1. Taking the Chain


    Date: 1/19/2024, Categories: Gay Male, Author: byDoctor_Bones 

    ... yourself and played with your hole?"

"Yes," Mordax said, shuddering as the thick head of Durus' cock bumped against him once more.

"Did you come?" he asked, already knowing the answer. "Did you come on your fingers while thinking of me?"

"No," Mordax wheezed, his teeth clenched, pushing back at the cock that refused to penetrate him.

"No," Durus asked. He paused in his teasing, resting his thick cock on Mordax's entrance and pushing slightly. "Why not?"

"Because," Mordax groaned, thrusting back. "I want to come on your cock."

Durus smiled, held his cock in place and pushed.

Mordax bellowed, his cries of ecstasy drowned out as the crowd roared their approval. Durus grabbed Mordax's hips, his fingers digging in as the tight ring of the bull's hole sent hot waves of pleasure through his groin.

"More," Mordax panted. "I can take it."

Durus meant to take it slow, but at the young bull's pleas, he snapped his hips forward, forcing his thick cock forward. He panted, his thumb tracing the stretched edge of Mordax's hole, his cock still only halfway in. Dripping more oil onto his cock, Durus leaned forward, sinking in with a long, drawn-out, groan. He stopped only when his thighs pressed to Mordax's, his scrotum swinging to slap against Mordax's full sack. His cock throbbed, the heat surrounding it unbelievable. Groaning, Durus swivelled his hips, causing Mordax to twitch and thrust back against him.

"How does it feel," Durus asked, pressing small ...
    ... shallow thrusts into the bull. "To be taken by me?"

"It feels glorious," he moaned. "It feels as if I am the true winner of our bout."

His red hair was stuck in clumps across his forehead, his deep brown eyes staring back with a hint of mirth to them. The chain snaked out from beneath him, and the sight of the young bull sweaty and chained sent a wave of hot arousal straight to Durus's cock. He grunted, gripped Mordax's hips tighter and pulled out. He would show him who the real winner was.

With a snap of his hips, he had Mordax quivering from his knees until he was flat in the sands. Durus kept his gaze down, watching as his cock slipped in and out, and caught a glimpse of Mordax's cock snaked out flat and pressed to the sand, oozing pre-cum. He let go of Mordax's hips to take hold of the bull's legs, spreading him wider until he pressed his knees to the bull's thighs.

Chest to back, Durus wrapped his arms around Mordax's neck and pulled his head up. The chain was long forgotten. He did not need to hold the bull in submission when his body so clearly ached for his cock.

"Is this everything you dreamed of?" he hissed in Mordax's ear.

"Yes," Mordax moaned, his eyes squeezed shut. He thrust his hips back. It only caused Durus to push harder. If the bull could still move, then clearly he wasn't working hard enough. Mordax should have been too dazed to move, his body submissive to the pleasure being wrought upon it.

"Open your eyes," he breathed.

Mordax did so, ...
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