Jake shoved Ryan face-down onto the bed and grabbed the thick leather cuffs from the nightstand. "Wrists behind your back. Now." Ryan obeyed without a word, heart hammering as the cuffs clicked shut around his wrists, pulling his arms tight. Jake didn't waste time with ropes yet. He yanked Ryan's jeans down to his thighs, exposing his ass, then slapped it hard enough to leave a red handprint. "Look at that fucking hole. Already twitching for it."
He spat on his fingers and shoved two straight inside, no lube, just spit and force. Ryan grunted into the mattress, pushing back anyway. Jake finger-fucked him rough and fast, twisting, stretching, getting him open. "You want the ropes or you want my cock first?" he growled.
"Ropes," Ryan managed.
"Tie me up proper."
Jake laughed low and dirty. He hauled Ryan up, stripped the rest of his clothes off, and pushed him onto his stomach again. This time he used the rope, thick black hemp that bit into skin. He looped it around Ryan's already-cuffed wrists, then ran it down to his ankles, hog-tying him tight so his back arched and his ass stayed up and spread. Every movement pulled the rope tighter. Ryan's cock hung heavy and leaking between his legs, untouched.
Jake stood back and admired the view. "Fuck, you look good like this. Helpless. That hole's mine to wreck." He stripped his own shirt off, kicked his pants aside, and climbed on the bed behind Ryan. His cock was thick and hard, already dripping. He rubbed the head against Ryan's hole, teasing, then pushed in slow but steady until his balls rested against Ryan's ass.
Ryan moaned loud. The stretch burned in the best way. Jake didn't give him time to adjust. He started thrusting hard, gripping the ropes for leverage, pounding deep. Each slam made the bed creak and Ryan's body jerk against the bonds. "Take it," Jake snarled. "Take every inch. You begged for gay bondage stories like this, didn't you? Now you're living it."
He fucked him mercilessly for long minutes, sweat dripping, the wet slap of skin filling the room. When Ryan's moans turned desperate, Jake pulled out, flipped him onto his back as much as the hog-tie allowed, and straddled his chest. "Suck." He fed his cock into Ryan's mouth, fucking his throat while his free hand reached back to jerk Ryan's cock in short, rough strokes. Ryan gagged and drooled but kept sucking, eyes watering.
Jake pulled out before he came. He untied the hog-tie just enough to flip Ryan onto his knees, face in the pillows, ass still up. Then he added more rope, wrapping it around Ryan's thighs and chest, binding his arms even tighter so he couldn't move at all. The new position left Ryan completely immobile, hole exposed and dripping with spit and pre-cum.
Jake lined up again and slammed back in. This time he went slower, grinding deep, rolling his hips so his cock dragged over Ryan's prostate with every thrust. "You feel that? That's what happens when you let me tie you up. I own this ass." He reached around and stroked Ryan's cock in time with his thrusts, thumb rubbing the slick head.
Ryan was babbling now, begging, cock throbbing in Jake's fist. Jake kept him on the edge, slowing down whenever Ryan got too close, then speeding up again. The ropes creaked with every desperate twitch of Ryan's muscles. Sweat slicked both their bodies. Jake leaned over, bit the back of Ryan's neck, and growled, "Come for me. Shoot while you're tied and full of cock."
Ryan came hard, ropes holding him in place as his cock pulsed and shot across the sheets. His hole clenched tight around Jake, who fucked him through it until he couldn't hold back anymore. Jake buried himself deep and unloaded, filling Ryan with hot pulses of cum.
He stayed inside a minute, catching his breath, then slowly pulled out and watched his load leak from Ryan's used hole. Jake untied the ropes carefully, rubbing circulation back into Ryan's limbs, but left the cuffs on for now. He pulled Ryan against his chest, both of them sticky and spent.
"Next time," Jake said, voice rough, "I'm adding the blindfold and the spreader bar." Ryan just nodded, already half-hard again at the thought.
