Tie me up, Tin! (TinCan fanfic)

Beginning, part 2

Tin's cock was leaking heavily, and it gave him an idea. He moved to Can's side, and pulled his chest upward so that Can was in a kneeling position, his arms stretched forward by the leather straps tying him to the bed frame. Then he turned Can's head gently, and held it in his hands so that Can could see Tin's dripping cock a few inches from his face.

"Take a good look. See how hard you've made me?"

Can mewled and licked his lips. "Please... let me..."

"What a good boy you are, you read my mind," Tin said, and moved until he could push his cock into Can's mouth. Can moaned against his cock and started sucking eagerly. It felt too good, and Tin had to pull out. Can groaned his objection. 

"Stay still, use your tongue only," Tin ordered, and started thrusting into Can's mouth, taking care not to thrust too hard, or too deep. Can's tongue licked him wherever it could reach, both on entry and when Tin pulled away. Tin paused to look, just his tip in, and he almost came. Can's eyes were closed, his face beatific, his lips clamped tightly around the head of Tins' cock, his tongue lapping at the leaking slit. Tin groaned and held himself still, letting Can do what he did so well, and Can sucked him harder. It didn't take long.

"I'm cumming, Can... Suck me, swallow it all...." Tin moaned, and pushed deeper into Can's mouth. Can sucked him hard, his tongue still lapping up what it could reach of the underside of Tin's cock. With a groan, Tin unleashed his climax into Can's hot, wet mouth, and bucked again and again, until he had spent all his cum, and Can swallowed and swallowed every drop like he was told, moaning deep in his mouth. He almost came himself from the intense arousal.

When he was done, Tin bent down and kissed Can hard. "I love you so much," he couldn't help but gasp, and stopped Can's reply by kissing him again.

He breathed hard, then got back into his role. "Now I can play some more. I'm not yet done with you."

Tin went back between Can's thighs and pulled him toward him, until the straps tying Can's hands to the headrest stretched taut, and Can's face plopped back on the pillow, his ass high in the air.

Tin looked at the view in front of him. The wet, pink pucker, the love bites all over his ass and thighs, and Can's cock, twitching and leaking constantly. All thoughts of punishing Can for his disobedience fled. Tin had to get a taste. Tin flipped himself on his back and pushed his head under Can. He pulled Can's hips toward his face, until he could swallow Can's cock into his mouth. Can thought he would die from pleasure. Tin kept him immobile, and bobbed his head upward, swallowing him at every upward thrust, then letting his cock slip out when he let his head fall. Can's legs shook, and Tin knew he was close.

He let Can's cock pull out of his mouth completely, and Can whimpered.

"Cum for me baby, let me taste you," Tin said and pulled Can all the way down to his face, his cock buried deep into his mouth, and sucked hard and fast until Can screamed and came, his hips shuddering in a desperate attempt to move, his hands thrashing against the constraints. He was beside himself. Being unable to move flipped a switch deep inside him and intensified everything he was experiencing.

"My sweet, juicy Cantaloupe," Tin said when he lifted the still shaking Can off his face and slid out from underneath him.

Can was limp, his face sweaty and pressed against the pillow, his breath fast and uneven.

"What do you say?" Tin prompted him.

"Thank you..." Can managed to gasp.

"I love how you taste," Tin purred. He had gone from refusing to even lick Can's cock in the early days of their relationship, to loving sucking him off every chance he got.