The Possibilities of a Midnight Boner
This was the longest they'd ever played. This had started nearly a week ago when John had sought him out and locked the rough leather dog collar around his throat and kicked him to his knees. He hadn't used his feet since.
He'd been knelt in front of John for hours this evening, idly suckling at his mostly flaccid cock, the ring gag keeping his mouth spread wide. He didn't deserve to suck John to orgasm, was what the older man had said, so the ring in his mouth was at its widest, not allowing him to suck, only lick. He was a cock warmer, that was all. However, he was a cock warmer under very difficult circumstances; enduring to his limits.