Kalin covers his mouth, "Jessica screams at everything though." He giggles and shakes his head. "Sooo. . . You're using the 'I'm bigger and better' excuse on yourself?" He teases.
Derek chuckles and leans in to kiss Kalin's neck, "Well even you know that I am big and bad, otherwise you wouldn't call my name behind closed doors." He nips softly on Kalin's neck and pulls him close.
Derek growls and grabs the back of Kalin's neck, holding him tightly in place while his other hand grabs the waist band of the other's pants. He roughly pulls so Kalin is forced onto his lap. "I can show you here if that's what you want."
Kalin squeaks, "Hmm. . . I dunno. You don'treally keep your word very well. One to many times have you promised to keep your cock out of me, and then failed to do so."
Derek smirks and slaps Kalin's ass, "Then don't provoke me." He squeezes the other's ass cheek and bite his lip while looking at Kalin. "But I'll hold off since you want me to."
Derek smirks and reaches down, unbuckling his belt and looping it behind Kalin's neck, "You just don't know how to use everyday items for pleasure, that's all."
Derek smiles and pushes Kalin's arms behind his back, looping and tightly securing the belt around the other's wrists, "I hope you know that I'm going to leave you so sore that you will struggle to walk." Derek grabs Kalin's ass with both hands and swiftly stands, carrying the other to the bedroom and tossing him down on the bed.
Derek chuckles and shakes his head, "Only because those fairies you were with before me were all pussies who couldn't go for more than one round." Derek unbuttons his shirt and lets it drop to the floor before reaching down and unbuttoning Kalin's shirt and pants. He then pulls Kalin's pants and underwear off while raking his eyes over the other.
Derek glares at Kalin for a moment, getting a little angry at the mention of Keith fucking Kalin. "You'll fucking regret saying that...." Derek lifts Kalin up a bit on the bed before searching through Kalin's drawers, eventually finding two of his belts and using them to tie Kalin's ankles up to the head board. With Kalin now bent in half with his ass in full view, Derek slaps the other's ass cheeks hard before roughly pushing three fingers inside Kalin's ass.
Kalin gasps, looking back at Derek. "I-I didn't say he was better than you." He whimpers, squirming slightly. He lets out a shocked sound, blinking and looking up at Derek.
Derek holds a dominant and daring glare as he watches Kalin's face, "You have some nerve bringing up that fucking prick." Derek leans down and bites Kalin's ass cheek, leaving behind a decent mark before pulling out his fingers.
Derek's breath comes out like a dangerous bull as he stands from the bed. He removes his pants and starts to stroke his hardened cock, "Maybe I shouldn't fuck you and just let you sit there. You saying a comment like that shouldn't be rewarded by letting you feel any pleasure."
Derek huffs an unimpressed laugh and slaps Kalin's ass again. "I don't just mean for today. Maybe I should deny you sex for a couple weeks. Maybe even just keep you tied up in my basement for a while and say that you took a small leave of absence from work."
"And why shouldn't I do that? You're the one who thinks it's okay to talk about how some low life was good in bed." Derek groans softly as he continues to stroke his cock, "Why shouldn't I deny you for an extended period of time?"
Derek growls and strokes his cock faster, moaning and looking into Kalin's eyes, "What Kalin? You said I can't keep my cock out of you anyways, so why are you begging now?"
Derek smirks and shakes his head, "Maybe that's what you need though," He steps closer to Kalin and teasingly caresses his fingers over the other's ass cheek, "a week or two without my cock so you can really feel how much you miss it."
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