The Outsiders: Tally

Here, Boy! II

It's Dallas' turn.

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The blond suddenly out the collar around Tim's neck and stole the leash from his hand. Putting his sweaty forehead against Tim's, he whispered:

"Now it's my turn."

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"We just did it!" Tim cried out of disbelief, "I-I need more time to rest, babe."

Dallas raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend, resisting the urge to laugh.

"So you can just put the collar on me and fuck me but I can't?" Dallas said.

"No. I'm not saying that. I'm super sensitive right now and--"

Tim choked on his own words when he felt Dallas' hand on his limp cock. With an all-knowing smirk, the blond took the tip of his index finger and rubbed Tim's tip. He chuckled as he watched Tim's body twitch as his hands desperately tried to grip onto the leather of his couch. Tim's head jolted forward, his mouth wide open as he let out moans of pure agony. His cock immediately awakened, pleasing the blond.

Dallas removed his hand from Tim's cock, giving the older man a moment to breathe.

"Look at that. And you said you needed time to rest," Dallas said, observing Tim's now erect cock.

"Please, Dal," Tim panted, staring at the blond with pleading eyes.

"Please..." Dallas repeated the older tauntingly, pulling on the leash, "What?"

Tim's face was now only a few centimeters away from Dallas'. His lips trembled as he tried to speak.

"I-I can't. J-Just give me a few minutes and you can do whatever you want. Please," Tim begged. Dallas looked down at Tim's cock before looking back up at him. Then he smiled.

"Nah. I don't feel like waiting," Dallas dismissed Tim.

The older man's eyes widened out of fear. I'm gonna die, Tim thought. Dallas licked his hand before placing it back on Tim's cock, squeezing the older man's base. Tim's eyes rolled up as his cock throbbed against Dallas' palm. His nerves were on fire. Every time Dallas' hand passed over his tip, he felt the urge to pee. He hated it, but loved it at the same time.

Dallas removed his hand for the second time. Tim let out loud breaths, his knuckles white as his grip grew tighter on the couch. Dallas lifted his hips up before slowly lowering himself on Tim's cock, holding back a moan as it directly pressed into his prostate. Despite Dallas appearing to be unfazed, he was just as sensitive as Tim. His cock bounced up like a spring when the older man's cock touched his prostate, spewing out pre-cum like a low-grade fountain. Tim observed this and laughed a little.

"Sensitive too, huh?" Tim said.

Dallas growled at him angrily before pulling on the leash again, causing the older man to gasp.

"Shut up. I'm gonna move now," Dallas said, knowing how Tim would feel about that. Tim bit his lip nervously. He hoped that what he was feeling wasn't the urge to pee within Dallas.

Dallas slowly moved his hips forward and back, causing both himself and Tim to let out loud, stressed moans. Their sensitivity levels were sky-rocketing. Tim was tearing up while Dallas gripped onto the leash for dear life. He started moving his hips faster, loving how Tim's cock pulsed against his walls. The blond slowly closed his eyes, wrapping some of the leash's length around his fingers and pulling.

"Fuck me harder, baby! Please!" Tim yelled, spreading his legs farther out. Dallas opened his eyes and was taken aback by the scene before him.

Tim's cheeks were a bright red and the same could be said for his ears. His long tongue stuck out of his mouth as he drooled over his own body and Dallas' aching cock. He let out small, high-pitched whines and tears were flowing down his face. His eyebrows were positioned in a way that made him look hungry for release. Dallas sighed, realizing that the view made him even more aroused.