Kody came through the door, the weight of a long day of work on his shoulders. Entering the living room, he found him lying on the sofa wearing nothing but a harness and a jockstrap. His body shone shyly under the soft glow of the lamps, his chest tattoo visible. Kody's gaze travelled down his body to his bulge, straining against the thin fabric. Without saying a word, Kody grabbed Zeph's wrist and pulled him up from the couch and against a wooden pillar. As his hands roamed over his back, Kody's lips found his neck. Zeph's body arched and he let out a soft moan. Not wanting to let him get away, Kody tied his hands above his head. Playfully resisting, Zephi moaned for more. Smirking, Kody bent down to grab a small but tender whip, his grip firm and unyielding. His other hand moved to Zeph's bottom, his fingers teasing his tight hole and slowly slipping in. With a bang he swung the whip, caressing Zephi's back and eliciting another deep moan of pleasure.

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