They had a bet on. Harry had bet that he could make Bill cum without actually touching him.
“What are the stakes?” Bill had asked.
“Oh, you know,” Harry had smiled. “Our usual. If you win, you get to use me in whatever way you want.”
“And if I lose?”
“Well, then, I get to use you,” Harry had said with an evil glint in his eye.
It was a win/win situation for old Bill. He liked to be on top every now and then, but what he really enjoyed was being used. And sure enough, as soon as Harry had told him to strip, he had begun to feel excited. Having his hands tied in his back had made him even more excited.
And then, Harry had taken out his master weapon – a feather. Harry knew that Bill was oh, so sensitive all over. And sure enough, once He had used the feather on Bill’s nipples, the older man had a raging hard on. Harry was now going to town on Bill’s balls and his erect cock. That was the coup de grâceand Harry was wondering how long it would take for Bill to lose the bet. Minutes? Or just a few seconds?
Max Roper
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