Chapter 10

Peter’s hard on leaked enough pre-come to leave a puddle on his stomach, and it bobbed, swollen, over the cock ring wrapped about balls and cock. Daniel had put the ring on during the second dildo fuck, and he didn’t want to keep it on Peter much longer. Fitted or not, Daniel worried about blood flow.

Peter was close to where he needed to be.

Daniel chuckled and saw the hooded head turn toward his voice. He reached out, spread his palm, and stroked along Peter’s jaw to tug at the thick collar around Peter’s neck. His long-time friend and client sighed and leaned into the touch. When Daniel flicked at the nipple weights, Peter flinched and cried out through the open gag, gripping a ball in a white-knuckled fist.

Moving to the end of the table, Daniel slid one hand under Peter’s head, supporting it as he dropped the neck rest. Then he slowly let Peter’s head down to dangle. He couldn’t do this long without risking injury, but he would be quick.