The warehouse smelled of leather, sweat, and oil. Marcus shoved Derek against the rough wooden post, yanking his wrists behind it and snapping on the heavy cuffs. The metal clicked loud in the empty space. Derek’s cock twitched hard against his jeans the second the restraint locked.
“Fuck, yeah,” Derek growled. “Do it tighter.”
Marcus didn’t answer with words. He grabbed a coil of thick black rope and wound it around Derek’s chest, pinning his arms flat to the post. Every loop pulled tighter, digging into muscle, forcing his shoulders back so his pecs thrust forward. Derek’s nipples stood stiff under the thin cotton shirt. Marcus ripped the shirt open, buttons scattering, and clamped his mouth on one nipple, sucking hard while his hand squeezed the bulge in Derek’s pants.
Derek bucked. The ropes held him. “More. Tie my legs too.”
Marcus dropped to one knee and lashed Derek’s ankles to the base of the post, spreading them wide. The position forced Derek’s thighs apart, jeans stretched tight over his hard-on. Marcus stood, grabbed the waistband, and tore the denim open, freeing Derek’s thick cock. It slapped up against his stomach, already leaking. Marcus wrapped a leather cockring around the base and balls, snapping it snug.
“Look at that fucking thing,” Marcus muttered, giving the shaft one rough stroke. “Dripping already and I haven’t even touched your hole.”
He grabbed a bottle of lube, slicked two fingers, and shoved them straight between Derek’s cheeks. Derek hissed at the sudden stretch, then moaned when Marcus hooked them deep and rubbed his prostate in hard circles. The ropes creaked as Derek tried to push back onto the fingers.
Marcus pulled out, wiped his hand on Derek’s chest, and walked around the post. He unzipped and hauled out his own cock, fat and veined. He slapped it against Derek’s face, smearing pre-cum across his lips. “Open.”
Derek opened. Marcus fed him the whole length in one thrust, hitting the back of his throat. Derek gagged but didn’t pull away; the cuffs and ropes kept him exactly where Marcus wanted him. Marcus fucked his mouth in short, brutal strokes, one hand fisted in Derek’s hair, the other reaching down to pinch and twist his nipples.
When Marcus pulled out, spit ran down Derek’s chin. Marcus moved behind him again, this time pressing the blunt head of his cock against Derek’s hole. He pushed in slow but steady, stretching him open around the thick shaft. Derek’s breath punched out in short gasps.
The ropes kept him upright as Marcus bottomed out, balls pressed tight to Derek’s ass.
Marcus started fucking him in long, grinding strokes, each one slamming Derek forward against the post. The cuffs rattled. The rope creaked. Every thrust punched a wet sound out of Derek’s stretched hole. Marcus reached around and jerked Derek’s cock in time with his thrusts, the cockring keeping him swollen and desperate.
“Gonna come like this,” Derek panted. “Tied up and used. Fuck, Marcus—”
Marcus bit the back of his neck and slammed in harder. “Not yet.” He slowed down, rolling his hips in deep circles, grinding against Derek’s prostate until the smaller man was shaking in the ropes, cock jerking untouched.
Marcus pulled out, walked around, and uncuffed Derek’s wrists only long enough to spin him and re-cuff him facing the post. He retied the chest ropes even tighter, then bent Derek forward as far as the ankle ropes allowed. He shoved back in from behind, one hand gripping Derek’s hip, the other reaching down to slap his balls lightly.
Derek shouted. The mix of sting and stretch sent him over. His cock erupted in thick ropes across the post, untouched except for the relentless pounding in his ass. Marcus kept fucking him through it, using the clenching hole until he growled and unloaded deep inside, hips jerking.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, ropes holding Derek upright while Marcus’s come leaked down his thighs. Marcus reached up and slowly loosened the chest ropes, rubbing the deep red marks left behind. Derek sagged back against him, still cuffed, still hard, still smiling.
“Again,” he said, voice hoarse. “Tighter this time.”
