A Strong Hand

pressed a finger inside the small opening in one steady thrust, listening with pleasure to the moans that greeted him.
    Nick writhed as much as his restrained limbs allowed, the warm fingers feeling so good after the cool, unyielding plastic of the beads.
    He gasped, unable to simply relax to the intruder, fighting the slow advance until he felt Damian's hand on his thigh, stroking soothingly up to his hip.
    "Relax your muscles, pet. Let me slide in nice and easy."
    Finally Nick was able to relax when he became accustomed once again to the feeling of being filled, the fingers sliding in and out of him, stroking over his secret spot. When the fingers slid free, he moaned at the loss.
    Damian walked to stand behind Nick's head, lowering the strap supporting his neck so the boy's head lay further back.
    Unzipping his jeans, Damian pushed his erection between the boy's lips, and Nick gasped for air as his mouth was filled by Damian's cock.
    Damian grasped the chains, gently swinging Nick away from him. "Relax your throat, pet. Open wide and flatten your 198

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    tongue. You can take me all. Use that sweet mouth, suck me.
    You've got it all now."
    Nick relaxed his throat, concentrating on the husky voice directing him. The feel of Damian's hard hands holding him still, combined with his helpless position, made him aware of how badly he needed to come, but he couldn't until his master allowed it. Nick focused on giving Damian pleasure although he was almost dizzy with conflicting sensation. All at once something shut off in his brain and his only reality was Damian, giving him pleasure. He licked eagerly as the cock was thrust in and out of his mouth with every movement of the sling.
    Damian saw the moment of peace and submission on the beautiful face, and gently pulled his cock away from Nick's lips. He raised the boy's head again, wanting him to be able to watch as he fucked him, before he went to stand between Nick's wide-spread legs, watching the smooth chest, shiny with sweat, heaving with exertion. Damian watched the tense and pull of lean muscle under velvet skin as Nick strained at the cuffs binding him.
    Damian pushed the sling, allowing his hands to smooth over Nick's exposed skin, teasing the pulsating opening with his cock whenever the movement brought Nick near enough.
    With a quick thrust of his hips, Damian pushed inside Nick's hole, feeling the flutter of the inner muscles adjusting around him. He set the sling swaying again, a slight movement that allowed him to penetrate Nick anew with each swing. He released his own cock ring, his teasing of Nick 199

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    having been prolonged enough that he himself was aching with need.
    Every time Nick swung away, Damian's cock would slip out of his well-lubricated arse, and with each return movement, he was penetrated anew. The feeling of being breached repeatedly by the hard shaft was deliciously arousing, causing his cock to strain against the leather, leaking pearly drops from the tip.
    Nick watched between his outstretched legs, fascinated with Damian's face as he felt himself penetrated again and again, the warm, living cock feeling so good after the unyielding plastic. Dimly he remembered that he had worried about being gay, but now that he knew the intensity of the sensation of being fucked, having his prostate stimulated by this man taking him while his cock was stroked, he couldn't care less. He only wanted more.
    He watched Damian's hand, strong, slender, as long fingers slowly unwrapped the leather from his cock. Pain skittered along the edge of pleasure as the blood in his cock began to circulate freely again. Finally he was free and panting with the slow build of ecstasy.
    Damian grasped the chains in his hands and changed the motion of the sling, thrusting into Nick with short, hard strokes. Nick watched the intent look on the photographer's face as he chased his orgasm until finally Damian gasped an order. "Come with me!"
    At that moment Nick felt the hot burst of seed jetting into the condom and Damian's hand on his cock; he clenched his 200

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    arse hard, spraying streamers of cum over his stomach, and crying out loudly with his release.
    Damian sighed, watching the slender boy tremble with the aftermath of his climax. He felt his own knees wobble, but the long tease had been worth it.
    Presently a hoarse voice from the sling asked, "Can we do that again, sir?"
    Damian