I gotta bust some chapters out so they'll be short but we can do longer ones in the future
The night sky had faded and the men were left in the sunrise alone. The house was locked up, and there wasnt a single disturbance in sight.
Except for Tomioka. Hell he was always a god damn issue. He was real bad about it too. He liked watching men beg at his feet. And tonight was no different.
Was it crule to have Iguro naked infront of him with his hands bound behind him begging for cock all while Tomioka sat clothed and comfortable? Possibly. Did Tomioka care? No. His dick was hard but he had patience. Something the submissive whore on the ground clearly didn't have.
Iguro said he wanted sex, Tomioka told him to beg for it. So he did, and the most he got that night was a real harsh fingering. A real harsh fingering- but Tomioka wouldn't give him anymore.
Iguro wasnt left to clean himself up, but he most certainly did that morning. And the next morning he was sure to get what he wanted. Tomioka was so much nicer when he just woke up, and so much more willing to rearrange Iguros guts.
