Jake shoved the door shut behind them and pointed at the bed. "Strip. Now."
Mark peeled off his shirt, kicked his jeans down, and stood there naked, cock already half-hard from the look in Jake's eyes. Jake grabbed the coil of black rope from the dresser and snapped his fingers. "Wrists together. Behind your back."
Mark obeyed, feeling the rough hemp bite into his skin as Jake wound it tight, looping and knotting until his arms were locked.
Jake tested the knots with a hard yank that made Mark grunt. "Good. Now on your knees."
Mark dropped. Jake circled him, running the rope over his chest, crossing it under his pecs and around his back, cinching it so every breath pressed against the bindings. He tied Mark's ankles next, spreading them just enough that his ass stayed open and exposed. A final length went around Mark's thighs, forcing his legs to stay parted no matter how he squirmed.
"Look at that cock leaking already," Jake muttered, giving the head a rough flick. Mark hissed. Jake wrapped another rope around the base of Mark's dick and balls, pulling it snug until everything stood out swollen and dark. "Don't you dare come until I say."
He pushed Mark face-down onto the mattress, ass up, chest mashed into the sheets. Jake climbed on behind him, unzipped, and slapped his thick cock against Mark's hole. No lube yet. He rubbed the head back and forth, smearing precum, then pushed the tip inside in one short thrust. Mark gasped at the burn.
Jake worked it in slow and mean, an inch at a time, until his balls rested against Mark's tied thighs. He stayed buried, grinding deep while Mark's hole clenched around him. "Fuck, you're tight when you're trussed up like this."
He started fucking in hard strokes, the rope around Mark's chest creaking with every shove. Mark's own cock swung untouched, dripping onto the sheets. Jake reached under and gave the bound balls a squeeze that made Mark yelp. "Beg for it."
"Please," Mark panted. "Fuck me harder. Use me."
Jake answered by slamming in deeper, one hand gripping the rope harness like reins. He pulled Mark back onto his cock with every thrust, the wet slap of skin loud in the room. Sweat ran down Mark's spine and soaked into the ropes.
After a few minutes Jake pulled out, flipped Mark onto his back, and shoved his legs wider with the ankle ropes. He straddled Mark's chest, fed his cock into Mark's mouth, and fucked his throat while he reached back to finger the stretched hole. Two fingers, then three, twisting and scissoring while Mark gagged and drooled around the dick in his mouth.
Jake pulled free, moved down, and shoved back inside Mark's ass in one motion. He leaned forward, pinning Mark's bound wrists above his head, and fucked him with short, brutal snaps of his hips. Mark's cock rubbed against Jake's stomach, the rope around the base keeping him right on the edge.
"Look at you," Jake growled. "Tied up and taking it like a whore." He spat on Mark's face and rubbed it in with his thumb. Mark moaned, hole fluttering around the thick cock pounding him.
Jake reached down and finally loosened the rope on Mark's balls. "Come on my cock."
Mark came almost instantly, shooting thick ropes across his own stomach and chest while Jake kept fucking him through it. Jake followed seconds later, burying himself to the root and pumping load after load deep inside. He stayed there until he softened, then pulled out and watched his cum leak from the used hole.
He untied Mark slowly, rubbing circulation back into the red marks the rope left behind. Mark lay there panting, body limp and satisfied. Jake wiped him down with a warm cloth, then pulled him against his chest. "Next time I'm leaving the ropes on longer."
Mark smiled against Jake's shoulder. "Can't wait."
