[ The hand anchored in his hair, guiding him where Basch wants him, holding him there, creates a depth to the surrender that sends him spiraling ever deeper into the man's hold. Will crumbling into fragments, forgotten and scattered. Control, resistance, denial - all of it seems pointless and silly. And a long way away.
The sounds he makes are muffled around the cock pressing deep into his mouth, into his throat, as muscles work to accommodate him, swallowing around him. It blocks his airway in short, choking swallows, but he relishes it, revels in it. His mind is blissfully blank and quiet - something he didn't even know was possible. It's a release and a freedom all it's own. To not be him, to be something else, something new. Pliable and molded by the man he leans into, by the steady guiding hand in his hair.
Basch's foot nudges against his thigh and he unconsciously spreads his legs a little wider for him in response, whimpering in need before the sound chokes off around the man's cock again. Skin flushed and trembling, eyes dark and hazy and unfocused. His bound cock jolts in its restraint - so close to that nudge but not close enough to touch, only be teased with the promise of it, when he aches to be touched with a desperation that leaves him breathless and dizzy. ]
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The sounds he makes are muffled around the cock pressing deep into his mouth, into his throat, as muscles work to accommodate him, swallowing around him. It blocks his airway in short, choking swallows, but he relishes it, revels in it. His mind is blissfully blank and quiet - something he didn't even know was possible. It's a release and a freedom all it's own. To not be him, to be something else, something new. Pliable and molded by the man he leans into, by the steady guiding hand in his hair.
Basch's foot nudges against his thigh and he unconsciously spreads his legs a little wider for him in response, whimpering in need before the sound chokes off around the man's cock again. Skin flushed and trembling, eyes dark and hazy and unfocused. His bound cock jolts in its restraint - so close to that nudge but not close enough to touch, only be teased with the promise of it, when he aches to be touched with a desperation that leaves him breathless and dizzy. ]