His face was expressive, slightly high cheek-boned with lines etched around the mouth, forehead and nose. His eyes Cadee noticed were a deep blue that...twinkled when the light hit them just right. The teeth beneath his smile were, while not perfectly white, nice and even, a relic of either good genetics or time spent in braces, one of the few expensive personal vanities that Cadee approved of. The short dark hair that framed his face was ruffled and a little sweaty from his time spent wrestling. The tables near the center were stacked with boxes of leather boots and smaller display stands showing off jewelry and other adornments. He saw no dresses or feminine apparel anywhere. It seemed this store catered exclusively to men.Sean smiled as he zeroed in on one table with a large assortment of leather wrist and ankle cuffs. Each one had an O-ring or D-ring attached, giving them utility for kinky play in addition to whatever fashion statement they were making. He'd seen the punk and goth. It feels a bit odd to have a thick cock moving in and out of my asshole, I'll admit that, but it also feels really good."I know you do, you love being my fucktoy," he adds, and all I can do is nod.He grabs a hold of my breast and squeezes it so hard it hurts. At the same time he starts fucking me faster, harder, pushing his cock even deeper inside of me. I yelp and moan as he fucks me, which makes him chuckle."I can never truly take you against your will, because no matter what I do, you end up. The pace picked up to a gallop and all of James's muscles were tightening up. I knew he was ready.“Ahhh, I'm almost there. Can I cum in you?”Before I could even answer, James started flooding me with his seed. He groaned, panted, and cried out his ecstasy. Our movements ceased and we remained in a post coital embrace. Our heart rates returned to normal.“Yes!” I gasped.“Yes what?" He looked puzzled.“Yes, you can cum in me.” I grinned.“My timing was less than perfect. Sorry.”I hugged him tight.