He shakes his head, "No! Don't like upsidedown!" He squirms more, tears filling his eyes. He bites down on his lower lip, as if trying to hold his crying at bay.
Billy watched Lyrin barely holding in tears, his panic only jumping higher, not something that was normally that stopped his fun. "If you can't handle it..." he said sighing and rolling his eyes. He stepped back, grabbing at the rope to lower his prey.
Lyrin looks at Billy and then shakes his head, "Leave it." He whispers, sucking in a breath. "This is okay. Just not upsidedown." He stares at Billy, still wanting to try his best to give the other what he wanted.
Billy raised a brow at him, but shifted the ropes a bit, binding him differently starting to strap Lyrin to the Bed posts. "Then we'll have to use these in a different way."
Billy watched him wiggle and struggle, he settled on the bed, reaching to run his hands over Lyrins body, hlgtasping his cock and starting to stroke him. His lips placing soft kisses down his length.
As Lyrin fought to stay still, Billy fixed his eyes on Lyrin, the younger man knowing instantly that Billy was more than willing to drag it out as he always did. But his pace suddenly quickened, sucking abd licking on Lyrin, , his hands holding abd stroking on his balls.
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