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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[london_spy]

Danny moved higher and higher, nuzzling at Hex's knee and then smiling faintly as he glanced up at Hex.

[just_hex]

"Perfect. You're doing so well. Now higher. Come get it," he said. "Slow. Don't rush. If you rush you'll regret it."

He wondered if Danny would rise to the bait, just to see how much he could be punished.

[london_spy]

Danny took the bait, he'd been waiting for it, and he licked his lips greedily as he ducked his head and took the tip of Hex's cock between his lips.

[just_hex]

Hex grabbed him by the hair tightly and pulled him away. He tutted softly and shook his head.

"Ah, ah, you must not need it that bad," he said. Then he sat up, letting go of his hair, and reached for the man's drawstring and took his bottoms down. They fell to the floor and puddled at Danny's feet. "Now turn around and bend over. Grab your ankles."

[london_spy]

Danny wasn't totally sure what Hex meant, and he hesitated as he turned around and held his ankles, still mostly kneeling. "Is that what you want? Is that right?"

[just_hex]

The position of submission was beautiful. The way it forced Danny into a lovely curve, the way he stretched and contorted, it was a think of beauty.

"Perfect," he said. Then he got up, tucked his cock away, and picked up a crop from the toys they hadn't yet put away. He came back to Danny and dragged the leather tip across his shoulders.

"You should have gone slower," he said, then snapped the man's bared ass cheek.

[london_spy]

Danny had dabbled quite a bit in this sort of thing, but he wasn't so well versed that he didn't react right away.

"Fuck," he gasped.

[just_hex]

He smiled at that and gave him another pop. Nothing too hard. It was about punishment, not real pain.

"Apologize," he said. "Tell me how sorry you are you're such an eager little cock slut."

[london_spy]

Danny gasped again, then grinned.

"Wont say I'm sorry about that..." he replied. "I like being eager, and I'm only a slut for you these days..."

[just_hex]

"Oh, is that so? That why you're so hungry for me cock? Because it's the only one in you anymore?" he taunted, giving Danny another smack, again just hard enough to make him tense.

[london_spy]

Danny whimpered flinching and closing his eyes.

"The only real one..." he purred, suggesting that he had a lot of fun on his own.

[just_hex]

Hex groaned in appreciation at that. The very thought of Danny fucking himself, pulling himself off, and to the thought of him, maybe- he couldn't wait anymore.

He circled round and put the crop under Danny's chin.

"Up on your knees all the way," he said as he freed his cock again. "Then swallow this."

[london_spy]

Danny moved easily- Not exactly graceful, but aware of his body and how to hold himself as he rose up and parted his lips in offering.

[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.