The Ritual
Added 2021-09-27 21:00:04 +0000 UTCIt happens every week. Same time. Same place. Alex and Russ work in the same neighborhood, and they both know this back area behind nearby buildings is pretty much abandoned. Alex came here often for a smoke and maybe a wank. Russ, a caged sub who’d seen Alex walking the streets, followed one morning. Alex knew the boi wanted his seed, wanted his cock breeding him, and maybe someday that would happen. But until then they had their ritual. Alex would stand near the railing smoking and rubbing his dick through his pants. Russ would unzip his pants, showing off his metal cage, and then drop to his knees. Open his mouth and wait. When Alex was ready, he’d pull out that fat uncut sausage. Their eyes remained locked on each other, the anticipation building until finally, Alex would let loose. Russ stopped wearing a shirt for their meetings, but he could have if he’d wanted to. These days he doesn’t miss a drop of the golden nectar this ritual provides.
