Chapter 133

"You understand?"

Dane asked again as if receiving a promise. Greyson couldn't answer immediately and only blinked while covering his mouth with one hand, then belatedly nodded. After confirming Greyson's answer, Dane returned to the earlier topic.

"So, what do you want to use as the safe word?"

When he repeated the earlier question, Greyson fell into thought, stroking his chin. He thought he might be pondering the safe word, but the question that came after a moment was completely different.

"What safe words did you decide on with other people?"

Dane didn't answer right away. When he delayed his answer like this, it was either because he didn't want to say or was considering his response. And most of the time it was the former. As he waited silently, Dane, who had been quiet for a moment, smiled and suddenly turned the question back.

"What do you want to do?"

As expected, Greyson thought. He realized he had asked a question he shouldn't have, but on the other hand, he was puzzled. What was so important about safe words shared with passing partners that he wouldn't want to mention them?

He was curious but couldn't ask. He had already crossed the line once and been severely scolded. Repeating the same mistake was something only hopeless idiots did. Greyson was absolutely not such a fool.

"Well, what would be good? I'll have to think about it."

He skillfully stepped back. Fortunately, Dane nodded readily.

"You don't need to think that deeply about it, but do as you like. Then shall we do it without a safe word today?"

It was a reaction contrary to what he had said earlier about it being absolutely necessary. As if answering Greyson's question, Dane added.

"I'll go easy today. According to your level."

"Ha."

Greyson frowned and let out a short sigh. Dane's grinning face was undoubtedly provocative. Greyson crossed his arms, looked down at him, and asked in a sarcastic tone.

"So, what are you going to teach a beginner?"

"First, go wash up."

And Dane added with a strange smile.

"Though you'll get dirty again soon."

Greyson couldn't predict what would happen next, but he did as he was told. After finishing his shower and coming out, Dane was sitting by the bed with handcuffs in one hand.

"Come, lie down."

He said, tapping the mattress.

"Take everything off."

At the last words, Greyson unconsciously felt dry saliva going down his throat. As he dropped his bathrobe to his feet, Dane focused his gaze between his legs. Virginia was already half-erect with anticipation.

"Absolutely shameless."

Dane frowned and criticized Virginia, but it didn't subside at all. Rather, at the sight of it trembling and bobbing its head, Dane twisted his lips and smiled. Seeing that reaction, Greyson realized he had deliberately thrown insulting words at him.

"You're looking forward to it too, aren't you?"

This time Greyson provoked him. Narrowing his eyes and looking down at Dane, Greyson whispered.

"I can smell pheromones."

It was true. Dane also knew he was instinctively releasing pheromones. He was just as excited as this man about what would happen next. Dane, who had chuckled, muttered in a low voice.

"Insolent bastard..."

"Woof."

Greyson made a dog barking sound as if he had been waiting. Dane, who had hesitated, soon relaxed his mouth and smiled.

"Come, lie down, you bastard."

At the hand tapping the mattress again, Greyson quickly lay down as instructed. Then Dane skillfully grabbed both his wrists, put handcuffs on one wrist, passed the remaining handcuff through the latticed wood of the bed head, and cuffed the other wrist. Dane was inwardly satisfied with the perfect bed frame, as if it had been designed for this kind of play. Of course, if this man seriously exerted his strength, not only this wooden frame but even the toy handcuffs would become useless.

Looking down at the tightly built muscles of his entire body, he saw Virginia standing proudly between his legs and burst into laughter.

"Your Virginia is too eager."

"It has the charm of reversal too."

Greyson responded between excited breaths.

"Virginia is usually shy, but when the opportunity comes, it never backs down. You can't imagine."

"Really?"

"Really."

To Dane, who showed a pretend surprised expression saying "Oh," Greyson arrogantly added.

"I'll rub it until your Venus becomes tattered."

Those words were certainly not bragging. At the provocative words that inevitably reminded him of his still-bruised chest, Dane couldn't just smile.

"What grand dreams this puppy has."

Dane said that and took out a cigarette from his pocket. After lighting it with a click of the lighter and deeply inhaling the smoke, he continued with the smoke.

"Then let's see how much your Virginia can endure."

"Good, as much as you want."

Greyson answered immediately, full of anticipation. What would happen now? Thinking of the acts of other guys he had seen at parties, it wasn't completely unknowable. Not only that, but just thinking about the items they had roughly bought...

Just imagining it made Virginia heat up. Greyson felt a blush rising to his face and bit his lips. Hoo, hoo, rough breaths flowed through his clenched teeth. These trivial handcuffs could be broken immediately with just a little force. But he just kept clenching and unclenching his fists, enduring.

What would Dane do next? Would he climb on top of him? Would he put a gag in his mouth? Would he blindfold him? Right, the whip. There's no whip. That must be for next time? He said he'd go easy today. Then when would the cock beating...

Just as he thought that far, suddenly a thick pheromone scent was felt. Greyson snapped out of his fantasy and quickly turned his head. Dane was still looking down at him with a cigarette in his mouth. Releasing pheromones toward Greyson.

Ah, haaa...

His vision became hazy and the strength left his teeth that had been biting his lips. Rough breaths flowed through his loosely opened mouth. His waist tingled and moved involuntarily. Looking at him thrusting into the air with his cock erect, Dane removed the cigarette from his mouth. And he commanded with the smoke.

"Endure it."

"...Ugh."

Greyson contorted his face and stopped moving. He wanted to grab Dane's waist right now and thrust inside, but he couldn't. As he desperately repeated clenching and unclenching his fists to endure, Dane let out a short laugh. The moment he flinched, an order immediately fell.

"No, endure it."

Unlike the gentle laughter, the command was utterly cold. Greyson had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure again.

Meanwhile, the pheromones continued to subtly permeate his entire body. Every time he inhaled, filling his lungs completely, gently on his skin tensed from suppressing excitement, thickly surrounding Virginia that was trembling in agony.

"Ugh, uugh, uk..."

Labored moans flowed from Greyson's lips. His entire body was tense and his muscles felt like they would burst. The greatly expanded Virginia had risen above Greyson's navel. The erect thing was already soaked with pre-cum and bobbing its head wildly. If he endured just a little more, he felt like he would break both the handcuffs and the bed. No, endure, I have to endure. No...

When he reached the limit where he felt like he would lose his mind, Dane casually said.

"Ejaculate."

"Uuugh..."

With a moan that seemed to boil up from deep in his throat, Greyson shot out semen. The fluid he had been forcefully holding back stretched out long and scattered everywhere. Greyson, who had ejaculated with his back greatly arched, released semen repeatedly. Watching him spurt several times, Dane was inwardly amazed.

As expected, an enormous amount...

Haa, haa.

To Greyson, who was breathing roughly with his face flushed red, Dane smiled and bowed his head.

"Well done."