The Master [MxMxM+]

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Riley was convinced that there was nothing as sexy as watching the Master wear his watch. His eyes remained glued to him now as he did just that.

"Right when the tag game was announced, you broke a rule. Self gratification. You didn't think I had let you off easy did you? Or did you think I wouldn't know?" Riley was asked.

"Now that I think of it, I was sort of hoping you would be watching."

Riley was really bold, it's what everyone told him. He didn't want to disappoint.

"Punishment, or disqualification. It's your pick," the Master told him.

"You know it darling, Riley gripped the Master's hips then sunk to his knees. Punish me." He said looking up.

"Are people born with this kind of confidence or do they acquire it?"

"I bet you are worse than I am," he replied.

Riley immediately leaned into the hand that fastened on his jaw. He was sure he seemed really eager.

He was. Somewhere in the last couple of weeks, being fucked by the Master had become addictive. He didn't know when exactly, but here he was now.

"Hmm." The Master said. His hands went down to pull his shirt off. Riley raised his hands to comply and as soon as they were back, he was unfastening the belt before him.

As soon as the hard length bobbed out, it disappeared right into Riley's mouth.

The Master hissed and grabbed Riley's curly hair.

"You seem desperate today darling... you want it hard then?"

Riley pulled away to reply. "Maybe I just like your cock." He stroked it hard, earning a deep groan from the Master.

"That's enough," the Master said. He pulled away and walked behind him.

The Master ran his hand down Riley's chest from where he stood. His pulse quickened.

He felt a hot breath on the side of his neck before the raspy voice spoke. "Take those pants off. Let me see you."

If Riley was anyone else, he'd have gasped at the way the voice oozed sex without even trying.

His pants were off and he was on his feet. Until he was being flipped over the big bed.

It took about a minute to prep him. And less before the Master was already thrusting deep inside him. He grunted with pleasure.

He didn't understand the punishment at all, they were going too fast.

The Master tightly gripped his hands to the bed and rammed mercilessly into him. Slapping noises erupted from where Riley's ass touched his skin over and over.

"You're... desperate too... Daddy," Riley managed to say.

It earned him a harder thrust and he groaned out loud. Strong hands closed around his neck and squeezed. It wasn't that uncomfortable, but it wasn't gentle.

The Master definitely had a kink that involved choking particularly him. He wasn't going to bring it up like that, he didn't have enough information.

"I bet you choke me more intensely than anyone else," he prodded.

"Because you can take it," the Master's voice was thick.

It has to be more than that. Riley's brain couldn't stop telling him that.

"You can let go now."

He didn't understand why he was holding back but he did exactly as he was told. He moaned as he came.