Kinktober Day 30: Gagging, Swallowing

thethespacecoyote:

Rhys always looked good with a gag in his mouth.

Jack owned a decent collection of bondage gear, though he didn’t use them as often as he wanted too. Rhys was still warming up to the whole scene, so they’d started off fairly small with handcuffs, spreader bars, and Jack’s favorite—the gags.

Right now he had Rhys sitting on the carpet of the bedroom, his wrists cuffed behind his back and gag strapped around his head. He looked good with the black leather contrasted against his pale skin, and the little yellow Hyperion logos etched into the material filled Jack with a pleased sense of ownership over his lover.

The metal O-shape in the center of the gag held Rhys’ lips open around the shaft of Jack’s cock as he plunged it in and out of the boy’s mouth, lazily gripping Rhys’ hair with one hand as he leaned back against the bed with the other. His hips rolled slightly forward as he licked his lips, loving the look of Rhys bound and submissive and forced to suck his cock.

“You’re taking to this really well, sweetheart….like a fish to water. I can’t wait to work you up to the more serious stuff,” Jack moaned as he thrust deeper into his lover’s mouth until he could feel the slick quiver at the back of his throat. Rhys’ tongue flicked and rolled helplessly beneath the CEO’s shaft, the glisten of drool pooling right at the rim of his stretched lower lip.  

“Gonna have to work on my endurance a little more….seeing you like this gets me way too wound up too fast. Hard to really savor it when all I wanna do is plow you as hard as possible and get you all messy and wet with come…”

He could feel Rhys’ throat spasming around his cock as its head pushed towards the back of his throat, but before Jack could properly shove it down he was already coming, filling Rhys’ mouth with his seed. As Jack shuddered through his pleasure, he half-expected Rhys to spit or gag on the come but instead watched with awe as the boy’s throat pulsed, swallowing the entire load in his mouth down.

“…Holy crap, babe.” Jack’s grinned and affectionately pet at Rhys’ hair as his dick slid out of his mouth, painting the leather of the gag in a thin trail of white. “Think I might be able to upgrade you to the harder stuff faster than I thought.”