Mark shoved the door shut behind them and grabbed Jake by the back of the neck. “Strip. Now.” Jake didn’t hesitate. He kicked off his boots, peeled out of his shirt, and dropped his jeans and boxers in one move. His cock already stood half-hard, thick and heavy between his legs.
Mark pointed at the bed. “Face down. Arms out.” The leather cuffs were already buckled to the headboard. Jake climbed on, stretched his arms, and let Mark snap the cuffs around his wrists. The metal clicked shut. Mark moved to his ankles next, spreading his legs wide and locking them to the footboard. Jake’s ass was completely open, cheeks parted, hole exposed.
Mark ran a rough hand over one cheek and squeezed hard. “Look at that tight little hole. Been thinking about stuffing it all day.” He reached into the drawer and pulled out the thick black buttplug. It was wide at the base, tapered to a blunt tip, and already slick with lube. He pressed the tip against Jake’s hole and pushed.
Jake grunted. “Fuck, that’s big.” Mark didn’t slow down. He worked the plug in with steady pressure, twisting it, forcing the widest part past the tight ring until it popped inside and seated deep. Jake’s ass clenched around the base. His cock twitched against the mattress.
Mark gave the plug a firm tap.
“Stay put.” He walked around the bed, unzipped, and pulled out his own cock. He slapped it against Jake’s cheek. “Open.” Jake turned his head and took the head into his mouth. Mark fucked his face in short, rough thrusts, holding the back of his head while Jake gagged and drooled around the thick shaft.
After a minute Mark pulled out and wiped spit across Jake’s lips. He moved back behind him and grabbed the plug again, tugging it halfway out before shoving it back in. Jake moaned into the sheets. Mark did it again, fucking him with the toy, stretching the hole around the widest part each time.
“Tell me how it feels,” Mark said, voice low and flat.
“Full. Stretching my ass. Feels fucking good.” Jake’s voice came out hoarse.
Mark kept working the plug, adding more lube so it slid easier. Every time he pushed it deep, Jake’s cock leaked onto the bed. Mark reached under him and gave the shaft a few slow strokes, just enough to make Jake push back against the restraints.
“Don’t come yet,” Mark warned. He let go and stepped away. Jake heard the sound of a belt being pulled free. Mark doubled it and brought it down across Jake’s ass cheeks in one sharp slap. The leather cracked loud. Jake jerked in the cuffs but stayed locked in place.
Mark laid down another stripe, then another, spacing them so the heat built across both cheeks. Between strikes he twisted the plug, grinding it against Jake’s prostate. Jake’s breathing turned ragged. His hole fluttered around the toy every time the belt landed.
Mark set the belt aside and climbed onto the bed behind him. He pressed his cock against Jake’s balls, rubbing the head through the spit and lube already there. “You want this dick in your ass after the plug comes out?”
“Yeah. Fuck, yeah.”
Mark pulled the plug free in one slow drag. Jake’s hole stayed open for a second, pink and shiny. Mark lined up and shoved his cock in to the hilt. Jake groaned, body straining against the cuffs. Mark fucked him hard, hips slapping against the welted ass, hands gripping Jake’s waist for leverage.
He reached around and wrapped a fist around Jake’s cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. “Gonna fill you up. Then I’m putting the plug back in so you keep every drop.”
Jake pushed back as much as the restraints allowed. “Do it. Breed my ass.”
Mark’s rhythm broke. He slammed in deep and came, pulsing thick ropes inside. He stayed buried until the last twitch, then eased out. Cum leaked down Jake’s balls. Mark grabbed the plug again and worked it back into the messy hole, seating it firmly so nothing escaped.
He unlocked the ankle cuffs first, then the wrists. Jake rolled onto his back, breathing hard, cock still rigid and leaking. Mark straddled his chest and fed him his softening cock to clean. Jake licked and sucked until Mark pulled away.
Mark reached down and stroked Jake’s cock with quick, rough pulls. “Come for me. Now.” Jake arched, the plug shifting inside him, and shot across his own stomach and Mark’s hand. Thick spurts landed on his abs and chest.
Mark wiped his hand on Jake’s thigh and lay down beside him. He left the cuffs on the wrists but didn’t lock them again. One arm went over Jake’s chest. They stayed like that, breathing slowing, the plug still buried deep and keeping Mark’s load inside.
After a while Mark spoke quietly. “Next time I’m using the bigger one and leaving you tied longer.” Jake’s cock gave a tired twitch at the words. He nodded once, eyes half-closed, already half-hard again at the thought.
