Hex

[london_spy]

(from here)

Looking over at the sound of Hex's voice, Danny sighed, getting onto the train anyway. The car was empty, something that would usually be a rare treat, but now only made it impossible for Danny to hide from the other man.

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[just_hex]

Hex reached around with the crop and held Danny close with it. Then he guided his cock in and groaned again, sliding in and back, and in again.

"Fuck me, that's good," he said, his cock already weeping bitter fluid.

[london_spy]

It was nice to taste skin rather than rubber, and Danny moaned around his mouthful, sucking and groaning as he bobbed on Hex's cock.

[just_hex]

"Oh, Danny, Jesus," he gasped, taking hold of the man's face to feel the way his jaw worked and his cheeks drew in. "I'm going to fucking come. Fucking come down your throat. You want it? Want my load? You want it..." he babbled.

[london_spy]

Danny did want it- but he also wanted this to last- To make a mark in Hex' mind. He wanted Hex to think of him when his mind drifted to this sort of thing.

Pulling away, he licked his lips and stretched lazily before getting to his feet. He was playfully defiant, letting his hands roam over Hex's chest, pinching the other man's nipples and tugging just hard enough to sting.

[just_hex]

"Did I tell you you could stand? I don't think that's what I said," he said roughly, catching Danny's wrists. "Guess if I want to come down your throat I'll have to tie you up and take what I want."

That was a very appealing notion and Hex went to his footlocker to find some rope.

[london_spy]

Danny laughed a bit, then playfully pulled away. "You want to tie me down? You'd have to catch me first. I'm spry for a smoker," he warned. "Might pin you down first," he added, trying to catch Hex's arms while the other man dug through his footlocker.

[just_hex]

Hex had the skein of rope in hand when he felt Danny grab his arms. He let him pull then back and hold them there.

"You think you can pin me down?" he asked. "I'd like to see you try, you defiant little fuck," Hex added affectionately.

[london_spy]

"Maybe," Danny replied, using all his strength to try and hold Hex like that. He didn't mind a little wrestling in the bedroom- Even if he was fairly certain he didn't stand a chance against Hex.

[just_hex]

Hex flexed hard and pulled his arms around forward again, forcing Danny to embrace him or let go. He was strong- easily as strong as he looked. Stronger still when he flexed and tried.

"I'll remind you I carried you in here," he said.

[london_spy]

"Want me to ride you out?" Danny asked, laughing as Hex flexed and easily broke his hold.

[just_hex]

"I think you already rode me out once," he purred, turning round to catch hold of Dany and grapple with him a bit to guide him to the bed.

[london_spy]

Danny struggled lightly, laughing as he twisted and pushed.

"It's not fair, you're so much stronger!" he protested with a smile.

[just_hex]

"Then I'll have to get you fit," he smirked, grabbing for Danny's wrists to hold on while he moved in to the man's neck to very carefully leave a light love bite.

[london_spy]

Danny gasped at the bite, then closed his eyes as he moaned softly.

"Guess so," he murmured.

[just_hex]

"God, I love the sounds you make," he purred, reaching round Danny to spank his ass with the coil of rope.

[london_spy]

Danny flinched, then grinned.

"Do you like that too? Giving me a smack?" he asked. "You can do it properly, if you like."

He rutted lightly against Hex again, a hint of dominance in the way he moved. Danny would gladly submit, but he was just as eager to take the lead- Which made for an odd mix sometimes.

[just_hex]

Hex was oddly aroused by how forward Danny was. It wasn't a power play, he was more...well balanced. He wasn't one for submitting himself but he had and he could. He could even enjoy it. But not now. Not when such an offer was on the table.

He tossed the rope to the bed and moved to sit on the edge of the bed, then he pulled Danny down to lay across his lap.

"You've got the best arse," he said, kneading and smoothing his hand over the smooth skin.

[london_spy]

"Have to take your word on that, I don't see it that often," Danny quipped, wiggling on Hex's lap and letting his erection press shamelessly against hex's thighs.

[just_hex]

There were red marks from the few snaps of the crop, but this was a proper spanking. Hex started slowly. One smack, a caress, another, more affection, and then harder.

"I'm not sure I'll be happy just coming down your throat," he said, his finger teasing Danny's crack. "Not when I could fuck you again."

[london_spy]

Danny bucked hard against Hex's thighs, each smack making him moan.

"Or you could tie me down and ride me," he moaned, thinking he really wouldn't mind fucking Hex again. "Or both, anything... Fuck," he panted.

[just_hex]

"Ooh, both. I could ride you til you pop off and then roll you up and fuck you as hard as I want with the lingering ache of you in my arse," he purred, eager for that now that Danny had said it. He hadn't been fucked in ages until Danny had asked and now he often found himself thinking of how it felt to be filled.

[london_spy]

"Please," Danny gasped. "I want that, I want to be in you- I want to feel you," he moaned, rocking harder against Hex's thighs.

[just_hex]

Hex kept spanking him until Danny was rutting and squirming so much he could hardly catch his arse. Then he tugged the man up and guided him to the bed to lie down. At the corners of his bedposts he had ties already there and he made quick work of binding Danny's arms.

"This'll be the fuck of your life," he promised as he dressed Danny in a fresh condom and slicked his own entrance. He put on a show for Danny, making him wait. And before he climbed on he took the time to slip a condom on himself since he knew he'd be in a rush soon enough."

"Look at you," he said, drinking in the sight of Danny, bound as he was. And then he guided him in, taking him in an inch at a time.

[london_spy]

Hex was- Stunning. Every line of muscle, every curve... He was the sort of man Danny had wanked over in magazines as a teenager. The sort of bloke he'd tried to pull in clubs and failed.

Alex had been like that too.

Hex took him inch by inch, and Danny's hips lifted as he left out a low moan and filled the other man.

"Fuck me, you feel amazing," he babbled.

[just_hex]

He used his thighs to rise and drop, setting a perfect pace. Not too slow, but not so fast as to rush through it. And he knew Danny liked looking at him, he'd caught the man doing it more than once, so he lifted his arms and curled them behind his head and flexed his abs as he rode him.

"Watch me," he said. "Don't take your eyes off me."