Maestro stroked himself, smearing the lubricant from head to base, warming it up. He stood behind his pet, aligning himself, before he rolled his hips, rather than just shove forward. With each roll, he walked his hips closer, until he was standing flush behind his pet, laying down and enjoying the intimate warmth that his lover was. Not to mention tight!
Even with the stretching, Vieri’s muscles actively spasmed once Federico was inside, clenching and releasing, most likely on purpose. Federico waited patiently while Vieri threw his mini celebration that Federico was back, and inside him, and all was right with the world.
Once Vieri stopped clenching around him, Federico began thrusting. Seeing that Vieri was relaxed, and melting onto the table, Federico changed the angles of his thrusts.
He aimed to miss the prostate twice and hit each third time, so as to not over stimulate his pet. Then again, his pet was sighing softly, a low moan of appreciation coming out for a sharp snap of hips while he was still seated inside, followed by a slow roll of the hips, before he pulled out and proceeded to hit the prostate upon re-entry.
Vieri gave a sharp gasp as Maestro moved faster, the strokes starting to hit more than miss, building up to the finish-
Vieri gave out a low cry of “Maestro!” as his release was stopped. Of course, the cock ring.
Maestro came to a stop, shaking behind him, before he draped himself over his pet’s back. Sucking in breath, he struggled to hold on, Vieri cheating and clenching around him. Well, if all was fair in love and war, then Vieri could handle some shallow, slow thrusts.
Vieri gave a soft whimper as Federico pulled out, setting a new, slower pace. He could feel his orgasm recede just enough to be a threatening wall to come crashing down, but his release was not on board for this surge.
Federico counted to a hundred in his head, his hands coming down to slide an extra finger into Vieri’s hole, not far, but enough to pull at his opening and yes-
Vieri quivered and went limp. He was panting now, a few tears from how good it felt dripping down with the sweat. Maestro removed the finger and began to pick up speed once he reached one hundred ten.
Again, he brought Vieri to the brink, and again, he backed off and slowed down.
With Vieri sobbing more than breathing, he reached around and removed the cock ring, driving in harder and feeling Vieri clench uncontrollably and release.
“Maestro Federico!”
Oh, he loved it when Vieri was so far gone he said his name. That, more than the clenching muscle around him, sent Federico over the edge. Vieri, his pet, his lover, his and only his. Once Federico pulled out, Vieri stretched again, before raising his head.
“Is there a reason you’re reciting part of our vows?” Federico laughed.
“I’m so happy to be home.” He admitted, wrapping his arms around Vieri, before releasing him and hurrying to untie the restraints so that he could enjoy a proper hug.
Re: BDSM Federico/Vieri part 6a/6b
Not to mention tight!
Even with the stretching, Vieri’s muscles actively spasmed once Federico was inside, clenching and releasing, most likely on purpose. Federico waited patiently while Vieri threw his mini celebration that Federico was back, and inside him, and all was right with the world.
Once Vieri stopped clenching around him, Federico began thrusting. Seeing that Vieri was relaxed, and melting onto the table, Federico changed the angles of his thrusts.
He aimed to miss the prostate twice and hit each third time, so as to not over stimulate his pet. Then again, his pet was sighing softly, a low moan of appreciation coming out for a sharp snap of hips while he was still seated inside, followed by a slow roll of the hips, before he pulled out and proceeded to hit the prostate upon re-entry.
Vieri gave a sharp gasp as Maestro moved faster, the strokes starting to hit more than miss, building up to the finish-
Vieri gave out a low cry of “Maestro!” as his release was stopped.
Of course, the cock ring.
Maestro came to a stop, shaking behind him, before he draped himself over his pet’s back. Sucking in breath, he struggled to hold on, Vieri cheating and clenching around him. Well, if all was fair in love and war, then Vieri could handle some shallow, slow thrusts.
Vieri gave a soft whimper as Federico pulled out, setting a new, slower pace. He could feel his orgasm recede just enough to be a threatening wall to come crashing down, but his release was not on board for this surge.
Federico counted to a hundred in his head, his hands coming down to slide an extra finger into Vieri’s hole, not far, but enough to pull at his opening and yes-
Vieri quivered and went limp. He was panting now, a few tears from how good it felt dripping down with the sweat.
Maestro removed the finger and began to pick up speed once he reached one hundred ten.
Again, he brought Vieri to the brink, and again, he backed off and slowed down.
With Vieri sobbing more than breathing, he reached around and removed the cock ring, driving in harder and feeling Vieri clench uncontrollably and release.
“Maestro Federico!”
Oh, he loved it when Vieri was so far gone he said his name. That, more than the clenching muscle around him, sent Federico over the edge.
Vieri, his pet, his lover, his and only his.
Once Federico pulled out, Vieri stretched again, before raising his head.
“Is there a reason you’re reciting part of our vows?”
Federico laughed.
“I’m so happy to be home.” He admitted, wrapping his arms around Vieri, before releasing him and hurrying to untie the restraints so that he could enjoy a proper hug.