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Garrett approached the hardware aisle nervously.
He was worried someone might see him…what if they guessed? He bit his lip as he stepped into aisle number five. Jumpy and skittish, but stubbornly determined.
He wanted chains.
And not the casual, flimsy kind, either. He wanted heavy-duty tie-down chains - the kind used for hauling industrial equipment.
The thought alone made him wet.
He almost laughed at himself - not for the first time - because he didn’t have anyone to use them with. But just having them in his bedroom, chained to all four bed posts, would be enough for now. He pictured them shining wickedly in the moonlight, clinking when he shifted, holding him tight, no matter how hard he tossed and turned.
He shivered, feeling cream accumulate between his legs.
Garrett already had wrist and ankle cuffs, he’d bought those months ago. Thick black leather, strong and capable of holding him fast, even if he thrashed. The carabiner clips for linking them to the chains made his pussy wince every time he snapped the clasps - just for fun. Writhing in bed, desperately masturbating, pretending he was tied down, that someone was forcing their cock inside him. It was his favorite fantasy, and it always made him cum hard.
Now all he needed was chains.
And someone to tie him down and fuck his brains out.
He’d worry about that part later. Chains first.
He crept guiltily through the wide, intimidating aisle, not sure what kind to get. Something heavy, definitely. Something not meant for human use. His pussy quaked at the thought of being restrained with thick metal links not intended for humans.
Used as an object for sex. A thing. A pathetic, helpless fucktoy, taking a man’s cock roughly.
Staring blankly down the aisle, vision glazing, he envisioned a dominant, male voice.
Take it, you slut. Take my cock in that pussy. Feel these chains? Fight all you want, you’re not going anywhere. Fucking spread those legs and take my dick in your cunt. Take it hard, you worthless whore. You fucking like it. You like being my toy to play with. You like getting fucked, you disgusting slut. Pussy soaking my dick…juices running down my balls…slopping me up with cunt slobber. Scream for me, slut. Scream louder. I said fucking scream!
And all the while, the chains would clank mercilessly while Garrett squirmed and shrieked and begged for mercy, getting fucked raw.
He took a gasping breath and clenched his fingers tightly, trying to keep his hands from shaking.
“Heya, need some help?”
Garrett whipped around like a scared rabbit.
And stared up into the face of a golden god.
“Oh my god,” he whispered, knees knocking.
The blond giant stared down, smiling. “You okay there…?”
“...Garrett…”
He laughed. “Garrett, that’s really cute. You okay, Garrett?”
“I - uh…” Garrett cleared his throat. “Yes.”
“Need help with anything?”
“I, um, need…chains?”
The associate’s eyes turned sly. “Do you, now?”
Was his tone… suggestive? Garrett’s head swam.
“Yes,” he answered, far more confidently than he felt. “Heavy chains. But…I don’t know how the, uh, measurements work.”
“Well, what are you using them for?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name,” Garrett blurted, evading the question.
The guy grinned and pointed at his name badge.
Evan.
Oh no. His name was as hot as he was.
“So…Garrett. What are we using chains for?”
“I…never mind. I just need heavy ones.”
Evan laughed. “You’re the boss. So if you want something really heavy duty, you’re probably looking at five-eighths-inch or half-inch.”
“Which one’s bigger?”
Evan’s smile was indulgent. “Five-eighths. But that’s some serious hardware, you could use it for tying down heavy equipment.”
“Okay, let me see five-eighths.”
“Sure thing. Right over here.”
He extended his arm courteously, shepherding Garrett to the chains, looped in cold, gleaming segments on the shelf.
Garrett’s mind nearly exploded, imagining all the filthy things that could be done to him, stretched out in chains like that.
“Yes,” he breathed, eyes shining. “Oh my god, yes, that’s perfect.”
“Alright, boss, what size length?”
“What size length have you got?”
“Sorry?”
“I mean…what, uh, size do you…they…uh, come in?”
His cheeks burned pink, but Evan seemed not to notice.
“It’s just a giant length, you tell me what size you want and I’ll cut it to suit.”
“Oh! Well in that case…I need four lengths…better make them, oh, I don’t know…eight feet long?”
“Four lengths, eight feet each, got it. Hang tight for me, I’ll get them cut.”
Garrett watched, trying not to drool, as Evan cut the chains for him. He couldn’t take his eyes off Evan’s beautiful hands - strong, nimble fingers navigating the heavy links, tossing them effortlessly around.
The chains clinked seductively. Garrett’s cunt clenched.
It wanted to be clenching down on Evan.
Tied tight with chains.
Arms and legs spread, helplessly taking his cock.
When Garrett emerged from his lustful imaginings, Evan was holding the chains, watching him closely.
Garrett blushed. “Sorry, I uh…”
“Daydreamer, huh? That’s really cute. Here, let me help, I’ll carry these up front for you. They’re pretty heavy.”
“I can do it,” Garrett started to insist.
Evan wouldn’t let him. “Yea, I know, but that’s what I’m here for, so let me do it.”
Garrett trotted beside him to the front.
“So what were you daydreaming about?” Evan asked, taking over an empty cash register, punching in his code, scanning the chains.
“Wow, full service shop,” murmured Garrett.
Evan’s laugh was sexy as hell. “How full service do you want it to be?”
“Excuse me?”
Evan didn’t blink. He leaned over the counter, the clean scent of a sexy man stunning Garrett slightly.
“I said, ” he purred, “how full service do you want it to be, baby boy?”
Garrett gulped. “Very full service,” he found himself whispering. “As full service as it gets. All of it. All of the service.”
“God, you’re delicious. I’ll carry these out to your car and give you my number. I want you to text me, okay?”
“Are you…serious?”
“So fucking serious.”
Garrett paid and accepted the receipt in a daze, taking Evan to his little car.
“This is me,” he mumbled.
Evan loaded the chains in the trunk, then crowded Garrett against the side of his own car.
Intimidating the shit out of him. Cornered against his car by a brute of a man, fuck, Evan was perfect.
His cunt was sopping.
“Oh my god,” he whispered, flattening his back against his car, hot from the sun.
He couldn’t bring himself to look up, scared he’d fall apart.
Evan laid his fingers under Garrett’s chin and tilted his gaze up. Green eyes flashing brilliantly in the sunlight, rendering Garrett completely helpless.
“Give me your phone,” he said softly.
Garrett gave it up instantly.
Evan punched in his number and slid it in Garrett’s pocket, gripping his leg possessively.
“You have my number but I don’t have yours,” he said hoarsely. “So it’s up to you, baby boy. You’re in charge. But holy goddamn fuck, do I hope you text me.”
The sexual tension was too much to take.
Garrett snapped, grabbing Evan’s face, impulsively kissing him. Tasting his sweet lips, snaking his tongue inside Evan’s warm mouth. It felt dangerous, and delicious.
Evan kissed him back, cupping one hand around the nape of Garrett’s neck, the other gripping his waist. Pulling him closer, smashing Garrett against him. Garrett could feel Evan’s erection pressing into his hip.
“ - fuck,” Evan panted. “ - fuck, you taste good, fuck… I want you…so fucking bad…”
“ - I’m so fucking wet - “ Garrett panted. “ - oh…something you should probably know - “
“ - okay, what - “
Evan’s blond hair glinted gorgeously in the sunlight, chest heaving. Golden skin, tanned and beautiful. A faint breeze blew his scent into Garrett’s nose, short-circuiting his brain.
“I’m, uh…trans…” he said nervously.
Evan stared for a second, then laughed. “Okay?? Fine?? I don’t really care as long as I’m fucking a guy…”
“I am! I’m a man.”
“Perfect,” Evan growled. “Because, babe, I wanna fuck you - “
“Oh my god, oh god…”
Evan laughed suddenly and stepped back, running a hand through his hair. “Fuck! I gotta get back to work with a fucking erection, thanks a lot, Garrett.”
“No, thank you, ” Garrett purred.
He leaned forward and grabbed Evan’s dick, caressing through his jeans. Fuck, that bulge wasn’t lying - he was big.
Evan gasped, rocking into Garrett’s palms.
“ - oh jesus, I wanna fuck you so bad - “
“You can fuck me with that any fucking day,” Garrett panted, stroking harder.
Evan made a noise of frustration, then laughed slightly desperately. “Turn me loose, boss…goddamn…gonna have to jerk off in the fucking bathroom…”
Two minutes later and they were crammed in the same stall, Evan’s jeans around his ankles, thrusting into Garrett’s hands. His moans were filthy music.
Garrett sank to his knees, eyes sly, lips parted, drooling.
“ - god that’s hot, that’s so fucking hot - “
Garrett’s lips curled in a smirk. “ - you wanna know what’s hotter - “
“ - what?? - “
Garrett laughed and licked the tip of Evan’s cock.
“ - fuck!...oh god, fuck, please suck my cock, I am begging - “
“ - not yet, you’re not…we’ll just see about that - “
Garrett cupped his lips gently around the head of Evan’s dick and suckled agonizingly lightly. Teasing, barely exerting pressure.
Evan was desperate. “ - please!...fuck…please, god, you’re driving me wild - “
“ - baby wants his cock sucked? - “
“ - please, Garrett - “
Garrett bestowed mercy. Instantly applying pressure, pushing Evan’s dick in his mouth. His lips were warm and coated with slobber, gripping tightly, sucking smoothly.
Evan groaned, grabbing his head. “ - baby, that feels…so fucking good - “
Garrett bobbed faster and swirled his tongue, caressing the tip. Evan bucked, clunking his head against the bathroom stall, moaning. His fingers tangled in Garrett’s hair, tugging slightly.
Garrett picked up speed, enjoying the slurping noises, the wet sounds of skin smacking. He added his hands to the mix, cupping Evan’s shaft between his slippery fingers, stroking and sucking simultaneously, enveloping his erection in warm, wet pressure. Proud of his messy face, smeared with saliva and precum.
“ - oh holy fuck - “
He wondered what Evan’s cum would taste like, imagining the heat trickling down his throat, settling in his belly. He liked the idea of keeping it in his stomach, swallowing the seed of a beautiful man.
“ - fuck, I’m close…fuck…I’m gonna cum - “
Garrett knew he was going to, he could feel Evan’s body tensing, hear the raspy timbre in his grunts. He moaned when Evan convulsed, burying spurt after spurt of hot, salty cream down Garrett’s throat.
Garrett swallowed happily, pleasantly surprised that he liked the taste. He raised his eyes, Evan’s dick still in his mouth, and grinned.
“ - goddamn - “ breathed Evan, caressing his hair.
Garrett spit his dick out gently, lapping it clean, then wiped his mouth.
Evan helped him to his feet, pressing him back against the stall, sweetly dominant, kissing him.
“Baby, that was incredible …thank you…”
Garrett laughed, weirdly touched. “Um…you’re welcome?”
“Can I see you tonight?”
“Greedy, much?”
“SO fucking greedy, I can’t get enough, is that okay?? Tonight??”
“I don’t know, I’m pretty busy…”
“Well, tell your harem of boyfriends to fuck off, I want you all to myself.”
“I don’t have other boyfriends,” Garrett said, blushing.
“Fuck, that’s amazing, I’m selfishly happy to hear that. So can I see you tonight? Do you want me to beg? Is that it? You like hearing me beg?”
“No! Well, I mean, yes, I do like hearing it, but no…I’m just being shy.”
“Fuck that. Don’t you wanna use those chains?” Evan growled.
Garrett gasped.
Evan laughed roughly. “I’ve got you now, baby boy. I know exactly what you want.”
“I’ll text you my address,” he murmured.
Evan unlocked the door and held it open for him. “I’ll be there.”
Garrett washed his hands and wandered out in a daze, squealing softly when Evan smacked his ass.
“See you tonight, handsome.”
“Oh my god, s-see you…”
***
Evan texted Garrett after his shift. Running home to shower and change…give me twenty minutes.
See you soon.
When his doorbell rang, Garrett was so flustered he could hardly breathe. Did he seriously invite some stranger over to his house to tie him down and fuck him?
He took a deep breath and answered the door.
Evan looked stunning in low-slung jeans and a white tee shirt, freshly showered, skin smelling like summer, hair deliciously wind-tousled. His Jeep was parked in Garrett’s driveway, top down, so fucking sexy.
Garrett just stared at him.
“Aren’t you gonna kiss me?” Evan teased.
Garrett bounced into his arms, heart thumping when Evan picked him up easily, kissing him sweetly at first, then more insistently.
“ - gotta…give me…directions…” Evan grunted between kisses, carrying him inside.
Evan kicked the door shut behind them and carried him down the hallway, kissing each other like horny teenagers.
“ - third door…on the left - “ gasped Garrett.
He was breathing so hard he felt high. He was all over Evan, he couldn't get enough. He’d never been this wildly turned on before, but something about Evan fucked him up.
They crash-landed on his bed, Evan’s weight dropping on top of him. It felt so good to be under a man. Garrett wrapped his legs tightly around Evan’s muscled waist, drawing him closer.
Evan pulled back slightly, panting. “You are the hottest man I have ever fucking seen, and I cannot wait to put my dick in you…but we gotta get a couple things straight…”
“Safety word?”
“Safety word. You tell me, baby boy.”
“Strawberry.”
“Strawberry, got it. So fucking cute. I’ll leave your mouth free, so you can blurt it out anytime you want. I have a feeling you wanna be made, yea?”
Garrett blushed. “Yea. I like it kinda rough.”
Evan laughed sexily. “I can do that. Any hard no’s?”
“No fisting.”
“Got it. That’s it?”
Garrett’s blush turned hotter. “Um…no anal. Not like ever, just not tonight.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll pound that pussy inside out.”
Garrett squirmed, gasping. “God! Okay, yes…”
“Anything you don’t like being called?”
“Don’t misgender me. But dirty names? All of them are good. You can call it a pussy, a cunt, a slit. A hole. That’s it though, I don’t like other terms.”
“Well, aren’t you gonna be hard to get along with.”
“Oh god, I’m…fuck, I’m sweating - “
Evan brushed Garrett’s hair from his face, smiling gently. “I’m gonna go rough on you till I hear ‘strawberry’, okay?”
Garrett nodded, speechless and hopeful.
He’d tried role-playing before, but his partners hadn’t been good at it, awkward and annoying, ruining the fantasy.
Evan was perfect.
He transformed instantly, face turning dark and dangerous, scaring the shit out of Garrett and also insanely arousing him. Garrett’s pussy winced sloppily, wanting that dick in it, wanting it hard.
“I changed my mind!” squealed Garrett, testing the waters. “Get the fuck off me!”
Evan grabbed his face and slammed him back into the mattress. “ - shut the fuck up, whore…you wanted it rough, so you’re fucking getting it…gonna take my dick whether you want to or not - “
Garrett struggled furiously, flailing against Evan’s chest.
“ - no!...stop, no - “
“ - shut the fuck up…kiss me, slut, wanna taste that slutty little mouth - “
“ - no, I don’t want to - “
“ - I don’t fucking care… had those lips wrapped around my cock earlier, didn’t you, you little slut…”
“ - no! - “
“ - don’t fucking lie to me - “
“ - no, I didn’t!...I wouldn’t do that, I’m not a slut!...I wouldn’t…suck some stranger’s cock in a bathroom - “
Evan laughed and slid his hand inside Garrett’s jeans, caressing his pussy. Garrett moaned, lifting his hips. It felt so good.
“ - you’re such a slut…underwear fucking soaking…cunt just dripping juices - “
He played with Garrett’s pussy, drawing his fingers over his wet slit, circling and teasing, slicking them both with pussy cream. Then he rammed his fingers in Garrett’s mouth.
“ - taste that?...slut…licking your own fucking juices - “
“ - no, please - “
Evan slid his fingers back inside Garrett’s jeans, pulling his undies to the side, fondling his bare skin. Garrett hissed, then groaned.
“ - slut wants fucked?...want something in that empty cunt, don’t you...little whore - “
“ - no, please, I…I don’t - “
“ - fucking liar…get over here - “
“ - no! - “
Garrett fought hard, but Evan was strong. He flipped Garrett onto his belly and ripped his jeans down. Then his underwear, exposing his bare ass cheeks, one muscular arm pinned across Garrett's back, grinding him into the bed.
“ - stay still, take it like a slut - “
“ - no!...stop! - “
Evan slapped his ass hard.
“ - oh, fuck, ouch, that fucking - “
Another sharp slap, the crack of skin connecting.
“ - fuck! - “
Another stinging welt. The pain shocked Garrett slightly - Evan wasn’t holding back - but his pussy was dripping for it. Garrett squirmed and whimpered, trying to crawl away across the bed. But Evan dragged him back, held him down, and spanked him harder.
“ - fucking look at that…my handprint on your ass, red and puffy and gorgeous…look so good, baby, taking it, taking the pain…whimpering like a whore…I fucking love it, take another one, you slut - “
“ - no, Evan, don’t - “
Evan’s palm collided two more times.
Garrett bit his lip, trying not to cry.
“ - you gonna cry, you fucking slut?...what a delicate little twink, crying over a love tap - “
“ - no!...I’m not crying, fuck you - “
“ - gonna have to fix that attitude - “
“ - no, please!...please don’t, I mean it, I’m fucking begging! - “
Evan stretched out on top of him, crushing him slightly, pressing his mouth to Garrett’s ear.
“ - baby, you’re gonna do what you’re told, or I’m gonna slap that handsome face - “
Garrett’s pussy gushed.
Evan licked his ear seductively. “ - that what you want?...bruises on that pretty-boy face? - “
“ - n-no!...please…wh-what do you…want me to do - “
“ - oh, that’s better, good boy, sweet baby…you’re gonna suck my cock…while I spank that little ass of yours…cheeks like ripe peaches, goddamn - “
“ - no, please…no, it fucking hurts! - “
“ - or I will slap that gorgeous face black and blue - “
Garrett choked back a sob. “ - y-yes, Evan…o-okay - “
“ - good boy…”
Evan let him up, then snapped his fingers. “ - get your fucking clothes off and get my cock out - “
Fingers trembling - he’d never been so aroused - Garrett managed to get his clothes off, tossing them somewhere on the floor. He fumbled with Evan’s zipper and got it free, tugging his briefs down.
Oh fuck, his erection was just as glorious as Garrett remembered. He nearly drooled.
“ - fucking slut, look like a dog panting over a bone - “
“ - h-how many…times am I…getting spanked? - “
Evan’s eyes gleamed. “If you do a good job sucking my dick, just ten. But if you piss me off, we’ll keep going.”
“ - oh my god - “
Evan grabbed Garrett’s hair and pushed his head down roughly.
“ - take me in your mouth - “ he grunted, tugging hard.
Garrett cried out, then gagged when Evan slammed his cock in his mouth.
Oh god, it was perfect.
He sucked like a whore, eyes glazed, mouth pouring slobber. Being made to suck a man’s cock, even though he said no.
He was sopping wet, he could smell his own slick scenting the air with pussy juice and needy want. He wondered if Evan could smell it too.
Evan groaned, thrusting. “ - god, fuck, yea - “
He cracked Garrett’s ass. Garrett cried out, inadvertently choking on Evan’s cock when he bucked forward.
Evan laughed and hit him again.
Garrett spasmed every time, mouth rocking into Evan’s sloppy erection, slobbering and whimpering, obediently sucking. His cunt churned out cream, dying for its own brutal invasion. He wasn’t even chained yet.
Evan made him take eight more spanks - hard, sharp, cruel. His ass was burning, swollen and sensitive. He started crying.
Evan pulled his dick out abruptly, chest heaving, eyes dark. “ - you did a good job, fucktoy…good boy, fuck…I’ll only make you take ten…”
Evan paid no attention to the tears in Garrett’s eyes, grabbing him like a doll and tossing him flat on his back. Straddling Garrett immediately, sitting on his stomach.
Evan reached for the chains.
Garrett had set them up the moment he got home, wrist and ankle cuffs firmly affixed, ready for use. He’d double-looped them, so they were extra heavy, clanking loudly, the perfect length to spread his arms and legs painfully wide.
He tried to fight, grunting and biting, doing his best to yank his hands away. For a minute, he thought he might actually succeed, but Evan started laughing. He was just playing with his toy.
The moment he captured Garrett’s left hand, Garrett knew he was in trouble.
Evan got his other wrist secured and sat back, smiling down at him evilly.
“Look at you, all helpless. Kicking your little feet, like what the fuck is that gonna accomplish?”
He laughed, working his way down, catching and restraining one ankle, then the other.
Until Garrett lay spread-eagle on the bed.
“ - baby, I am gonna fuck you - “
“ - no!...no, please, please don’t, I - “
Evan ignored his begging.
“ - god, just look at how wet that slit is for me - “
Evan bent, pressing his face between Garrett’s chained legs, licking Garrett’s creamy substance. He moaned hoarsely.
“ - baby…you taste…so fucking good - “
Garrett’s eyes were wide and fearful. “ - please…please just let me go - “ he whispered.
He was trembling, breathing shallowly, heart thumping. He’d never felt more vulnerable, or more turned on. Totally helpless. Not a scrap of clothing or dignity. Pussy exposed.
Evan’s glittering eyes were fixed on his cunt. “ - can’t wait to fuck that pussy - “
“ - please…don’t - “ He started to cry.
Evan couldn’t have cared less, stroking his erection, staring hungrily at Garrett’s body.
Garrett felt like a piece of meat, a worthless thing, good for one purpose.
“ - please let me go - “ Garrett sobbed.
“ - shut the fuck up…gonna lick that needy slit…till you beg me to let you cum - “
Evan bent down and flicked his tongue over Garrett’s clit.
Garrett convulsed, blushing when Evan laughed.
“ - whore - “
“ - no, I - ah!...unh…nnnhhh - “
Evan lapped him generously, licking the cream, teasing his clit.
“ - I’m so fucking hard for you…god…taste like an angel…gonna ruin that pussy…first I’m gonna ruin that clit - “
Garrett moaned. “ - feels…so…good - “
“ - yea, I know it does…naughty boy, you like that? - “
Garrett bit his lip. “ - mhm - “
He spasmed, eyes rolling back when Evan really started licking. He clearly knew his way around a pussy, god, it was hot.
Garrett let himself rise, high on euphoria, enjoying the head, appreciating Evan’s skill. Heat circled his pelvis, nerves raw and sensitive. The sound of chains clanking only intensified the sensations, delivering fresh reminders of his incapacitation.
At the mercy of a man he didn't know.
He jerked on purpose, just to hear the chains rattle.
His toes started curling.
“ - fuck…I’m…so close…gonna cum…so fucking…close - “
“Oh, well we can’t have that,” Evan said, perfectly normally, and sat up.
“ - NO, please Evan, PLEASE!...fuck!...I’m fucking desperate - “
Evan’s eyes gleamed devilishly. “Not yet you’re not.. I wanna hear you really beg, slutty toy.”
He rubbed his fingers slowly over Garrett’s clit. Garrett cried out, offering his hips, leaking fluids.
“ - mmm…mnnnhh…feels so good - “
“I know,” Evan soothed, stroking him gently. “I know. You like that, baby?”
“ - mmm…yes…”
Evan dropped his hand. “Too fucking bad.”
“NO!...please, Evan, please - “
Evan leaned over him, bringing their faces close, and laid a finger over Garrett’s trembling lips.
“Shut your fucking mouth,” he said softly, “and beg me with your eyes.”
Garrett bit his lip, whimpering. His clit was swollen with need, brain in flames. Everything hurt. He felt frustrated and pissed off and needy as hell, tempted to just bite Evan.
But he also loved it. Evan was breaking him down, understanding perfectly how to dominate him. Something Garrett had always wanted and never had.
Blinking, panting softly, he let tears spill down his cheeks, staring submissively into Evan’s stony green gaze. Garrett channeled every ounce of desperation into his wide, obedient eyes, willing himself to look as needy as he felt, to let himself be degraded, turning his frustration into a silent plea for mercy.
He gasped a shuddering breath, crying quietly. Evan stared down at him without speaking.
It wasn’t good enough, he wanted more.
Making pathetic noises, Garrett tried to kiss Evan, whining piteously when Evan pulled back, just beyond reach. Garrett licked hopefully, straining his tongue, barely catching Evan’s lips with the tip.
Evan leaned closer and let Garrett kiss him, but he didn’t kiss back.
Garrett persisted, willing to submit. He offered his mouth, his tongue, not looking away. He didn’t disobey, he did exactly what he was told, pleading with his gaze. Pussy drenching the sheets at the humiliation, at being made to grovel for sex.
“ - good boy,” Evan finally whispered, ravenous stare locked on Garrett’s begging eyes. “ - so fucking sexy…”
Garrett let out a cry, whimpering softly. His body was taut and desperate - any longer and he’d go fucking insane.
Evan started kissing his way down Garrett’s body, knowing Garrett’s clit was waiting for him, engorged and desperate. He could feel Evan's warm breath blowing gently across his wet, hot skin.
Garrett cried harder, pain inhabiting his brain. He'd do anything Evan wanted. He needed relief as much as he needed oxygen. And he was so close to getting it…
When he felt Evan’s mouth on his clit, he bucked hard, then sighed in ecstasy.
Evan lapped generously, rewarding his obedient pet, licking his pussy perfectly. Relief flooded Garrett’s bloodstream, cooling the burning need, pushing him past pain, directly into pleasure.
He moaned, writhing gently, chains clanking. The sound sent shivers up his skin.
“ - feel you clenching, slut…you like being chained down, getting your desperate slit licked - “
Garrett screwed his eyes shut, intensifying the helplessness, the submission.
Evan curled his tongue, flicking cleverly over Garrett’s clit - stretched tight, flushed pink with blood, anxious for orgasm.
“ - p-please, Evan - “
“ - oh good boy, such a handsome pet…slut wants to cum? - “
“ - please - “
“ - say you’re a slut - “
Filthy degradation poured out of Garrett’s mouth, eager to comply, dying for reward.
“ - I’m such a fucking slut…a dirty, nasty whore…wanna cum so bad, I’ll do anything…I’m yours, Evan, your disgusting toy to play with…I’ll say anything you want…do whatever you tell me…I’ll submit perfectly, I swear, however you want!...I’ll crawl and beg and show you my dripping pussy and lick your cock and kiss your feet and cry…I’m yours, Evan…Evan, please - “
Evan’s breathing sped up with every word, erection swollen tight. He growled, digging his hands in Garrett’s waist, and licked beautifully. Curling the tip inside his cunt, dragging broadly over his clit, harder and faster.
Garrett was on edge, ready to fall.
Evan stopped, eyes cold. " - ask for permission, slut…ask me to cum - "
" - please, Evan!…please let your slutty toy cum for you, please, I wanna cum for you so bad...let me cum for you - "
Evan smiled. " - good boy…alright…you’re allowed…cum for me - "
He lapped devilishly, and rammed three fingers deep in Garrett's pussy.
Garrett yanked hard on his chains, the harsh metallic grinding sending him over.
He let loose, shrieking, plunging into orgasm.
He couldn’t breathe, pouring sweat, flinging his hips in wild abandon, not hearing his own noises, not seeing the beautiful blond head moving between his legs, only feeling. Intense, overwhelming euphoria.
He collapsed weakly on the bed, gasping for air.
Evan raised his head, eyes dark and predatory, panting raggedly. His chin glistened with pussy juice.
Garrett felt too stupid to react when Evan straddled him and started stroking his cock.
“ - gonna fuck that freshly-cum pussy so fucking hard - “
“ - no…please…just…give me a minute - “
“ - no - “
He shoved his cock bluntly against Garrett’s hole, but Garrett was sealed tight from clenching so hard during orgasm.
Evan grunted, circling his entrance.
“ - open up, slut…let me fucking in - “
Garrett squeezed tighter. “ - no!...just…wait, I - “
“ - I want that pussy!...give it up, slut - “
Garrett clamped his cunt muscle as tightly as he could, tighter than he ever had, straining shut.
He liked resisting. He liked knowing he was going to be made - that cock was going inside his pussy - but it would feel even sweeter when Evan forced himself in.
Evan’s eyes were dangerous, poison-green. “ - you fucking fighting me, slut?...think I can’t shove my way in?...I’m gonna make you suffer, just for pissing me off - “
Garrett squeezed so hard his eyes hurt.
With an angry growl, Evan grabbed his thighs and stretched his skin open, revealing Garrett’s creamy pink hole. He repositioned his hips, lining the head of his cock against Garrett’s entrance.
" - last chance, whore - "
" - no!...fuck you! - "
They locked eyes.
Evan laughed.
Garrett bit his lip, breathless and tense.
Evan buried his dick inside Garrett, hitting the end of his silky cavity in one harsh thrust.
“ - FUCK - “ Garrett cried, thrashing wildly.
The chains screeched loudly, metal on metal, twisting his joints with pressure. His wrists and ankles chafed, leather biting his skin.
He liked the harshness. He liked being made to take it.
Evan was pumping furiously, ramming his cock in Garrett.
Each blunt thrust split his pussy. Burning with impact, taking a pounding all the way to the end of his sensitive hole. No gentle rhythm, no sensual rocking.
Pure violence.
Taking him.
Filling Garrett’s cunt because he could. And Garrett couldn’t fight back.
He tried, crying and screaming, jerking his tired arms and legs. His limbs felt heavy, his pussy shuddered, still fighting the invasion, squeezing hard.
Evan’s eyes were wild. “ - you fucking love it, you whore…clamping down on me, desperate for a thick cock in that tiny pussy - “
“ - no, stop!...please, it…fuck, it hurts…”
“ - you love it, you want this - “
“ - no, please!...Evan, stop - “
Evan laughed harshly. “ - gonna fuck you all night…gonna cum in that filthy cunt, then do it all over again…fuck you so hard your cunt bleeds…rip you up so you can’t walk…breed you over and over again...you aren’t fit for anything, you slut...nothing but lying on your back and taking my dick like the worthless whore you are - “
Garrett gasped. “ - no, it’s too much…please!...Evan, take it out, I’m begging you please, it hurts so fucking bad - “
“ - I don't fucking care...take it, you whore…take my dick…fuck yea, fuck, just like that - “
“ - no!...stop… stop! - “
“ - beg all you want, fucktoy…gonna stick my dick in that pussy for as long as I feel like using it - “
“ - no - “
" - yes …don't you fucking tell me no, you slut…fucking submit or I will make you - "
Garrett moaned weakly. He slowly let his body relax, obediently surrendering.
He laid limply on the bed, body jolting when Evan piled into him. Stretching him wider, taking him harder, using his pussy for pleasure.
Garrett groaned.
“ - good boy…take it like the toy you are…just a wet, sloppy hole…listen to that cunt...filthy, messy hole between your legs...making disgusting noises…just a worthless whore...made to give up your pussy for a man's cock - “
Garrett twitched listlessly. Lips parted, slobber dripping down his chin. His eyes rolled back, going glassy.
“ - look like such a slut…fucked out whore…sweet little cunt clenching down on me…squeeze my dick, slut - “
Garrett didn't respond.
Evan grabbed his face, grinding his cheeks painfully between iron fingers.
" - you want fucking hurt?...I said clamp down, slut - "
Garrett obediently flexed his pussy, shivering with sick delight when Evan gasped.
“ - fuck!...good boy, so fucking tight…making me fight my way in there…forcing my dick…in every wet inch of pussy muscle…goddamn - “
“ - Evan…I…I need - “
“ - I don’t give a fuck what you need…shut up and take it - “
Garrett groaned, shutting his eyes. Feeling the jerk and rattle of the chains, the blunt wet impact between his legs, burying inside him, tearing him apart. The stretching in his elbows and shoulders, the ache in his wrists and ankles from being pulled in every direction. Ridden brutally, harder than he’d ever taken it, and Evan was big.
Garrett was a worthless hole, a wet slut, good for nothing but oozing juice from his cunt so he could take a man's thick cock.
He started mumbling dumbly.
“ - worthless…wet hole…can’t…do anything…but take a big...hard...penis in…my slutty cunt - “
Evan grunted, thrusting deep. “ - my little fucktoy...tell me...what a slut you are for dick - “
“ - m'just a toy...for you to fuck…and use…and tie me down and put your dick in me...I said no but...you still put your dick in...my wet cunt - “
“ - oh fuck, yes...mmm...good boy, take it…legs spread, pussy dripping…take it harder, fuck you feel so good - “
Garrett moaned.
Evan growled breathlessly. “ - so fucking tight, fuck - “
Sudden, intense pleasure shot through Garrett’s pelvis, shocking him slightly. He gasped, curling his fingers, clawing his palms, shuddering. The pain felt good, he craved it, he needed it. Evan was pushing euphoria into him, making him take both pain and pleasure, turning it into something glorious.
He absorbed the violence as deep as he could take it, hugging Evan’s dick in silky warmth.
“ - fuck!...gonna cum in that pussy - “
Garrett whined, thrashing once before going submissively still.
“ - look at me, slut - “
Obediently, Garrett opened his eyes, locking desperately on Evan.
“ - look at me when I breed that cunt…make you take my seed…use that pussy...make you carry my babies - “
Garrett’s eyes went wide. He convulsed, rattling the chains, making wild, yowling noises.
“ - yea, you like that…my cum in your little hole…begging for my seed…fill that pussy up with cum - “
“ - p-please - “ he whispered.
“ - fuck, take it, I’m…fuck, I’m gonna - “
With a violent jerk, Evan grunted and let loose a barrage of thick cream, filling Garrett’s pussy.
Garrett keened, twisting gently against the chains. Gasping while Evan continued fucking him in short, brutal thrusts, burying seed in his sore cunt.
Finally, Evan went still.
Sex and sweat scented the air, sharp and musky. The sheets, soaked with pussy juice and cum, clung stickily to Garrett’s skin. His limbs ached. His neck hurt. His hair was plastered to his head, lungs burning, like he couldn’t get enough air.
He panted shallowly, brain spinning, purely overwhelmed.
Evan stroked his face gently. “ - goddamn, Garrett - “
Garrett’s head hurt, everything was spiraling, he felt like he might burst into tears. He took a deep, shuddering breath. Fantasy suddenly felt scary. He felt too vulnerable.
“ - I…need a break - “
Evan laughed mockingly, sliding his dick out. “ - not happening, slut…I’m gonna wait a minute to get it back up, and then I’m gonna ride you hard…fuck that pussy again, breed you till you cry - “
“ - no, please, I - I can’t - “
“ - shut the fuck up, whore…don’t really care what you want - “
“ - strawberry - “
Evan instantly reached for the restraints. Quickly, capably undoing the clasps, easing Garrett’s arms and legs down one at a time, laying them gently on the bed.
“Hey,” he said, face filled with concern, touching Garrett’s shoulder. “You okay, baby? Tell me what you need, Garrett, let me help.”
“...hold me…please…”
Evan scooped him up, nuzzling his cheek, brushing soft kisses on his hair.
Garrett clung to him like a lost kitten, grounding his crazy head in Evan’s strong neck. He curled his fingers into Evan's chest, breathing the scent of his skin like a drug.
“You’re alright, baby, I’ve got you. I’ve got you, it’s okay, everything’s okay, you’re okay.”
“...okay…?” Garrett mumbled, nosing his skin.
“Yes. You're okay, I promise. I’ve got you.”
“...got me…”
“Yes, baby, I’ve got you. Safe and sound, all tucked in my arms.”
“...feels…so nice…”
“I know, sweetheart, I think so too. Tell me what you need. Shower? Bath?”
“...no…not yet, just…hold me…”
“Alright, baby. As long as you want. I’ve got you.”
Evan rubbed his back, periodically kissing his hair, squeezing Garrett tight. God, he was strong.
Garrett closed his eyes, lost in bliss, while Evan loved him up.
***
Garrett hadn’t realized he fell asleep, but he woke up to the luxury of a hot bath. Evan was still holding him, cradling him between his legs, bathing him gently.
“I know you said not yet, but you fell asleep on me,” Evan grinned. “Drooled on me too, it was so cute. Figured I better take care of that pussy, you know? Wouldn’t want you to get icky, marinating in filthy sex juices for too long…”
“What gives you the right to be so perfect,” Garrett grumbled, snuggling against his chest.
Evan laughed. “Well, who said you could be so cute?”
Garrett rolled over, belly to belly, grinning mischievously. “You did.”
“Yea, okay, I did. Come here.”
Evan scooped him onto his lap.
“I want to be clear about something, Gare.”
“...okay?”
“All that shit I said - you know it was just for sex, right? I think you’re perfect. You’re not a dumb slut or a worthless hole.”
Garrett laughed. “Well, maybe during sex.”
“Definitely during sex, but seriously - during and outside of sex - you’re fucking amazing.”
Garrett stared speechlessly.
“And,” Evan added, kissing his cheek, “you are - without a doubt - the hottest man I have ever fucked.”
Garrett blushed roses. “Oh, uh…same, actually.”
“Yea?”
Evan sounded pleased, making him blush even darker.
He looked away shyly. “Yea.”
“So does that mean I get to keep you?”
Garrett snorted. “No! I don’t need a boyfriend, thank you very much.”
Evan’s look of wistfulness caught him off guard.
“Yea, but…do you want one?”
Garrett considered, feeling playful. Brain fucked up on being told he was perfect.
“...umm…I dunno…”
“Please?”
“You begging, Ev?”
Evan didn’t hesitate. “Yep, if you want.”
“Seriously?”
“Fuck yea!”
“Pussy-whipped, are you?”
“No,” Evan growled. “But I might whip that pussy, now that you mention it.”
Garrett gasped, squirming.
“That’s what I thought,” Evan said smugly, eyeing him. “Gonna whip my boyfriend’s pussy.”
“Oh my god - “
“Good boy. Let’s get you clean. Hopeless endeavor, to be honest, you are one filthy man, babe.”
Garrett let Evan scrub him up, dumbfounded at the prospect of having his pussy whipped.
“While I’m chained?” he asked suddenly, looking hopeful.
Evan howled with laughter. “You still stuck on pussy-whipping? Yea, babe. While you’re chained. Make you count and everything. Might spank your asshole too, if I feel like it. Spread you open and paddle that puckering little hole…after I slap the shit out of your slit…can damn near see it clenching now…oozing juice, smelling so fucking good…dripping for me, getting the paddle all wet…I’ll make you lick it off…maybe shove it in your cunt between spanks…”
“ - oh god, oh fuck, oh my god - “
“Flustered little disaster, you’re so goddamn cute, I can’t fucking stand it.” He pulled the drain plug, eyes sparkling. “All clean now - sort of - come on, into a towel.”
Garrett held still while Evan towel-dried him and draped him in his robe. Evan looked unbearably hot with a towel wrapped around his waist, every muscle gleaming and clean, smelling deliciously of soap.
“Do you really want to be my boyfriend?” Garrett blurted.
Evan looked surprised. “Yea!? So fucking bad, you have no idea.”
Garrett’s smile was shy. “Okay.”
“Yea??”
“Yea.”
“Goddamn!” He looked ecstatic. “I’m gonna take such good care of my boyfriend. You stay put, I’m ordering pizza - what do you want on it? - and then change the sheets, we can’t sleep in a sex swamp on your bed…then maybe some tv?...and bedtime. I gotta be up early for work.”
“Me too.”
“Sound good?”
“Sounds perfect.”
Evan beamed. “Just like you.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“Nah, kiss me, cutie.”
***
A week later, Garrett sashayed proudly into the hardware store, automatically heading for aisle number five.
He felt, rather than saw, a looming presence drift up behind him.
“Need some help, cutie?”
He smiled without having to look. “Mhm. I need a hose clamp. A big one.”
“Oh, yea? What for?”
Garrett turned slowly, a filthy smile on his pouty lips.
Evan hissed a breath through his teeth. “Goddamn…”
“For my neck,” he purred.
Evan jerked, grabbing at his jeans. “Fuck! Gonna make me hard at work again - “
“I asked you a question, Ev. Do you or do you not have a hose clamp that will work?”
Evan cleared his throat. “Yes, boss, I do. Come with me.”
“I’d love to,” Garrett cooed, slipping his hand in the back pocket of Evan's jeans, squeezing.
“Jesus…can’t fucking walk…barely breathing…jesus…got me so fucked up…it’s so unfair, this is my job, I’m as fucking flustered as you are when I’m fucking you, goddamn - “
“So cute. I love it.”
“Sadist.”
“Get me a neck clamp and you can return the favor.”
“Fuck!”
Garrett laughed delightedly, trailing along to the hose clamps. He paused, evaluating, then pointed to the most inconvenient one - on the very top shelf.
“That one.”
Evan obediently stretched to reach it, tee shirt riding up, revealing smooth, tanned skin. Garrett nearly drooled.
Evan fished it down, presenting it to Garrett with a warm smile.
“For my prince?”
“Give it to me on your knees.”
Instantly Evan knelt on the concrete floor of aisle number five. He looked up, grinning so sexily Garrett had to steady himself on Evan’s strong shoulder, vision blurring.
“For my prince," he purred.
Garrett snatched it, gasping, not minding Evan’s laugh.
He stood up and kissed Garrett’s hair.
“Get to checkout, you naughty minx. And keep that handy. I’ll choke the shit out of you tonight.”
“Promise?”
“Yea. I promise. Kiss me, baby boy.”
Garrett pressed eager kisses on his cheeks, heart fluttering when Evan bent down to let him.
“Good boy. I’ll see you later, okay?”
“Aren’t you gonna do something about that erection?”
Evan glanced down at the tent in his jeans and laughed. “Yea, probably.”
“...oh…well…I’m parked outside…in that blind spot you told me about…”
“Oh, fuck yea.”
Four minutes later, Evan was balls deep in Garrett’s pussy, railing him in the backseat of his car.
“ - god, Evan…feels so good - “
“ - such a wet pussy, so fucking tight…fucking insane for it…gonna make me cum - “
“ - cum inside me! - “
“ - fuck, I’m already close…fuck - “
“ - please, Evan!...I want your cum sloshing in my pussy…spilling down my thighs…dripping when I walk, legs coated with your milk, smelling like your sex - “
“ - fuck!...grip down, baby…fuck…like that…oh god, that’s perfect, yes, just like that!…fuck!...I’m gonna cum - “
He bit the back of Garrett’s neck and poured cum in him.
Garrett sighed happily, wiggling his hips a little just to feel Evan’s cock moving inside him, skin smeared with pussy juice and cum.
“When do you want me to come over?” Evan asked softly, kissing him.
“Surprise me.”
Evan laughed roughly. “Oh, I can do that.”
“Oh god - “
“...mhm, that’s right, slut, I’ll make you pray…on your knees…with a dick in your mouth, you little heathen…”
“ - fuck!...yes, oh fuck - “
Evan licked his ear. “ - you got it…one more kiss, sweetheart, and then I gotta get back.”
Garrett kissed him happily.
Already excited for later.
Imagining Evan breaking into his house to make him kneel and plead for mercy, pussy juice streaming down his thighs, Evan's cock between his slobbering lips.
Then chaining him up and slapping a collar on him. Whipping his pussy till he cried. Choking and fucking him until he screamed, then pumping cream inside his sore cunt.
Evan made the most delicious grunting noises when he came in Garrett, like a fucking beast.
Oh, hell yea.
Then worshiping Garrett with loving devotion afterward - just like he always did, Garrett could never get enough. Perfect cock buried in Garrett's bred pussy, arms holding him tight, nuzzling his cheek, whispering in his ear just how much Evan loved him.
Garrett smiled.
The luckiest little slut in the world.