Conor's POV:
The second Tommy boy walked through your apartment door you pushed him against the wall and surprised him with a rough kiss. His arms wrapped around your neck and pulled you closer, but before he could deepen the kiss you pulled away.
"What's gotten into you?" He breathed out trying to catch his breath. You gave him a small shrug, your hand slowly making its way down his stomach and you started to palm him through his pants. "Conor." He moaned, his head leaning back against the wall.
"It's sir, understood?" You asked, his chin held in your hand.
"Yes sir." He nodded making you smirk.
"Good boy." You patted his cheek before dragging him to your room.
You made him stand in the middle of the room and started to slowly strip him, leaving small kisses anywhere you could. You pushed him down softly on the bed, opening the drawer next to the bed and pulled the bundle of rope out.
"You're going to use those?" Tommy boy asked making you stop.
"Do you not want to?" You asked but he shook his head.
"I want to." He admitted shyly. You tied his hands above his head to the headboard, you checked to make sure it wasn't too tight before you straddled him. You started to kiss down his chest, licking and sucking on his nipples when you got to them. Tommy boy's back arching off the bed, a loud gasp leaving him.
"I didn't know your nipples were so sensitive." You teased, tugging on his nipple slightly making his back arch off the bed even more than before. "But I'll play with them another time." You taunted, moving up before your hard cock grazed his mouth. "Open." You commanded, tappping his lips slightly with the tip. He didn't have to be told twice, his mouth immediately wrapping around the tip. "Fuck." You hissed, your fingers finding their way in his hair. "No teasing." You informed, pulling his head back by his hair making him moan.
"Yes sir." Tommy boy smiled softly up at you. You guided his head to bob on your length, tightening your grip on his hair when he gagged around you. Tommy boy moaned around you when you started to pull his hair each time you pulled him off you slightly. Gags and choked noises filled the room along with your moans, your cum shooting down Tommy boys throat with no warning.
You pulled away from him and he gasped for breath, coughing slightly. You leaned forward, cleaning the spit and cum that was dripping down the side of his mouth with your thumb.
"So how was your day?" You asked while you migrated down to sitting on his thighs, taking his cock in your hand and you started to slowly pump him.
"I- fuck. It was good." He explained through a moan.
"What'd you have for lunch?" You asked, slowly picking up the pace.
"Conor!" Tommy boy exclaimed tugging at the restraints. You stopped, your grip on his length tightening. "Fuck." He cried out, trying to buck his hips.
"What'd you call me?" You asked, making him whimper.
"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again, but you can't expect me to have a conversation with you while you're jerking me off." He whined making you chuckle.
"That's the thing babe, I do." You cooed, slightly rubbing his stomach. "So lunch?" You asked starting to pump him again.
"I don't know." He whimpered. "That place by my work! I got a sandwich!" He exclaimed when he felt your grip start to tighten slightly.
"Good boy." You explained a smile forming on your face as you watched Tommy boy wither around under you, tugging harshly at the ropes around his wrists.
"I'm gonna cum." Tommy boy moaned.
"Be a good boy and cum for me." You encouraged him, pumping him faster. He was cumming in no time, his back arching off the bed, your name falling from his lips with a continuous string of curse words to follow, his cum covering his bare stomach.
"I hate you." He breathed out with a laugh.
"Maybe I should just leave you tied up here for the rest of the night then." You teased, moving his hair out of his forehead but he whined. "Joking." You laughed, pulling the rope and it came off in less than a second. You gave him a wink when he looked you in the eye and you licked the cum off of his stomach.
"Oh my god." He whispered to himself, his eyes filled with admiration. You fell next to him on the bed, caressing his chest waiting while he caught his breath.
