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"Just like that," he said, spreading Danny's cheeks. He licked his thumb and began to massage the tight pucker of his arse with one hand, the other sliding between his legs to massage his balls.

"Need to get you ready. I can tell you're eager, though. Eager to make me happy, Danny?"

"Don't- Don't talk like that, talk like you," Danny requested quietly. "I don't want you to play a part, I want you- The way you want me, right?"

"I'm afraid I might not talk much at all, then," he chuckled, massaging his hole and bending to kiss his back.

"But I can try. I can tell you how I like you bent up for me. I like positions. Like yoga, but bondage, yeah?" he chuckled. "I like making you hold yourself still til you shake..."

"Yeah," Danny gasped, his voice stuttering slightly as he rocked back gently. "I understand the appeal of that, I think. Like art, in a way."

Hex reached between his legs to milk his cock to hard with slow tugs and gentle squeezes.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is on me to hold back? I'd like to plow into you now whether you're ready for me or not..."

"So do it," Danny said, forgetting in the moment all the reasons that was a terrible idea. Forgetting about the HIV, the need to be safe... It was still all new enough that it wasn't ingrained yet.

On the other hand, Hex had not forgotten. But rather than say no, he patted Danny's back.

"Be still. Just like that," he said and he got the cock ring to pull it onto Danny's hard on. Then he took some lube and slicked the toy Danny had chosen and violated him with it.

"There. Takes away the temptation," he said with his smirk colouring his voice.

Danny cried out at the intrusion, moaning and holding onto the bed so he wouldn't fall.

"Fuck," he panted.

"Ooh, sounds like you like that. Like this?" he asked, taking hold of the toy to fuck it in and out of him a few times. Hex loved watching Danny's ass worked, the way it clenched, the way it flexed and opened. It was filthy.

Nodding, Danny shifted his weight from one leg to the other before rocking back.

"Yeah- Yeah, I like it," he murmured, rolling his shoulders and groaning again. Hex knew exactly what he was doing, and Danny couldn't pretend he didn't love that- That there wasn't something to admire about someone who could play him like a well tuned guitar.

He kept fucking him with it and then alternately massaging his balls and stroking his cock.

"I love what an eager little slut you are," he said. "I want you to slip a condom on and then turn around and get on your hands and knees."

Danny bristled slightly at that, but he knew Hex meant nothing by it. It wasn't like when other people called him that.

Slipping the condom on, he took a moment to adjust to the plug before doing as Hex asked, getting down on hands and knees with as much grace as he could manage.

That was when Hex took the nose clip and slowly inserted it, clamping it tightly onto Danny's septum. It held fast and he only hand to give a little tug to get Danny's attention.

"Crawl," he said. "Heel, boy."

Danny hadn't really known what it was, and he looked somewhat startled When Hex clipped it on. It wasn't painful though, not unless Hex pulled.

"I'm not a puppy," Danny laughed, though he did come closer, practically prowling as he neared Hex.

Danny was on all fours, but he didn't look like some trained pet. He looked like a puma someone had been foolish enough to leash.

"Good, then I don't have to worry about you weeing n the front carpet," he replied, holding the leash in one hand and reaching down to pet Danny's hair and then lift his chin. A he did he tugged the leash to make him rise up.

"Lick me balls," he said. "Like it's an honor I'm letting you."

Wetting his lips, Danny leaned in and nuzzled Hex's balls, before taking one long lick.

The whole time he was looking up at Hex, holding his gaze with his own sharp, dark eyes.

"Now wiggle your arse. Feel that in you. Really feel it," he said, his voice lower, more husky at the velvet slide of Danny's tongue.

Danny moved in a way that he hoped Hex would like, his hips rocking slightly as he moaned and continued to suck and kiss the other man's balls.

"Like that?" he asked softly, turning his head and scraping his teeth playfully against the skin of Hex's thigh.

Hex tugged it the leash, pulling Danny by the nose.

"Ah, ah," he scolded. "No talking. Get them god and wet."

Danny hissed in pain, frowning, then returning to his task. Danny knew all about bdsm, but he wasn't a terribly good submissive. Willing, yes, but not good. He was far too mouthy and bossy. Prone to trying to take control in the bedroom.

Though Hex didn't seem to mind that, and Danny felt certain that Hex would adapt to keep him in place if need be. He liked that about the other man. Hex was much more flexible than some of his past lovers. Much more atune to sexual desires. When Hex pulled on the leash, he wasn't doing it to be cruel, he was doing it to keep the game going when Danny thoughtlessly trampled over boundaries or started to forget what game they were playing. It was good, really. Helped keep him focused. Helped stop what should be enjoyable into devolving into a test of wills.

Hex enjoyed Danny's obedience, getting a rush from being able to control him so easily.

"Touch yourself," he said. "Suck my cock and pull yourself off nice and slow."

"Bossy," Danny tutted, though he happily took himself in hand, showing off a little as he stroked himself.

He parted his lips then, leaning in and letting Hex's cock brush against them, but never taking it between them. He was teasing, taunting, getting off on the anticipation.

Hex watched and his mouth went a bit dry. It was the most gorgeous picture, Danny right there with mouth parted just waiting to be stuffed full. He finally couldn't stand it another moment and he grabbed him by a large fistful of hair and thrust in, groaning as the warmth surrounded him.

Danny took it with the grace of a man who'd been manhandled in less pleasant ways in the past, closing his eyes and relaxing his throat to accept Hex's cock. He swallowed around the length, and as he adapted began to bob and suck, matching his movements to his strokes.

Eventually he opened his eyes again, looking up at Hex and drinking in the sight of him.

He wondered if Danny knew just what he looked like with his lips rounded and sealed and his deep eyes looking at him with such hunger.

"Fuck me, you are so hot, Danny," he said and then tugged the clamp to bring just a bit of pain while the man bobbed on him.

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