The cult of the body

      Because of the blindfold on his eyes, nothing could be seen, and because of the rag in his mouth, nothing could be said. His hands are tied behind his back, and his legs are tied in the calf area. Lololoshka didn't quite remember how he ended up in this position. Only that someone asked him to enter a suspicious building, and he, like a gullible idiot daredevil, naturally followed the stranger. And it's already dark there. And here he is tied hand and foot, lying on something soft, completely naked and with a protruding pelvis. A chill ran through his skin –somewhere a window or a door was open. It remains only to cringe and wait for... At least something in this deafening silence and darkness!       And he didn't have to wait long. About 10 minutes later, judging by the sounds, someone was pushed into the room.       – Damn it! – There was a growl and a loud knock on the door from this side. The startled worldwalker turned his head as far as he could in that direction. – Do you even know who the hell I am?!       Sweat broke out on his forehead from the realization of who this voice belonged to.       "Damn... – the only thing that pops up in the head of the brown-haired man, who buries himself back in the pillow. – And I'm still in this position..."       With a snort and no response from whoever was on the other side, Varner turned around.       – What a dirty trick... – he scratched his eyes with displeasure, starting to walk deeper into the room. – As soon as I get out of here, I'll find this little man and... – but before he could even finish speaking, he fell silent. And Lololoshka felt a boring look on his back, which made him tense up.       As for the newcomer, he was at a loss. Even his ardor was gone. He was trying to figure out who it was, which made him have to come closer. By the glowing spark between the shoulder blades and just above them, it was possible to understand that this boy was a worldwalker. With a grunt, he took hold of someone else's curly hair and pushed it back. In response, the guy grumbled with displeasure from the unpleasant pulling pain due to pulling out his hair. Glancing at his face and noticing the checkered bandana in his mouth, he grinned, squatted down next to him and brought his face closer to him.       – Oh, isn't it the alleged «the worl's saviour» Lololoshka? – the man laughed, abruptly letting go of his hair, causing his head to fall into his lap. Lo hissed in slight pain. – Yeah, really, – a dark hand went over the pale shoulder, then on the shoulder blade, soon circling the black spark with the palm of his hand, – it seems that you defeated me, the ruler of Arnir, and, in the end, you lie in bed in this position.       As the hand progressed, the worldwalker tried to move away from him, shaking his head and muttering discontentedly. But the man's second hand was holding his shoulder, and the first went lower, stroking the soft buttocks.       – Mmm... – Varner mutters with satisfaction, pushing the halves apart with his fingers, and then begins stroking the ring of muscles. The dark-eyed man shuddered. – I think it will be very good to infiltrate my own enemy...       Inserting two fingers at once, he knocked out a scream from the lying guy, and then a whimper. The brown-haired man's body trembled, and his head buried even deeper into the man's thigh. Licking his lips, the brunette lowered his trousers and underwear, freeing his half-grown unit, which looked more like a small tentacle, except without suckers, which trembled a little, abundantly dripping with lubricant. Continuing to move his fingers in someone else's interior, gradually stretching, feeling and seeing how the guy fidgeted, he took off the bandana stained with saliva and put the tip to his parted lips, starting to penetrate the boy's mouth cavity. Lololoshka moaned, unwittingly, spreading the vibration through his throat and mouth, thus giving short-term pleasure to the man who pressed on the back of his head, forcing him to enter deeper.       – Ohh... If I would known, – he penetrated with the third finger, unexpectedly pressing three fingers on the prostate, to which the guy groaned loudly, strangled, – that it would be so nice to take you, – he teasingly moved his fingertips along the prostate, he penetrated deeper, – i would have done so at our first meeting...       Lo moaned louder, rolling his eyes under the bandage, feeling how his penis, squeezed between his torso and the blanket, began to get excited, dripping with lubricant. From behind, the movements brought pleasure, and the forced blowjob was, surprisingly, gentle (and it could have been worse), but also excited to goosebumps. It was weird... So weird. In his memory, this is the first time this has happened to him.       He came out of his mouth, and a few movements on the unit were enough for the brunette's sperm to get on the face of the bound guy. The man, breathing heavily, looked at the dirty face of a heavily breathing brown-haired man. Grinning, he inserted his penis again, pressing harder, moving the guy's head a little rougher to get excited again, wheezing and moaning, continuing to stretch.       And so, soon it was all over. He got out of both holes and put his head on his knee, pretending to gently stroke his hair, giving him time to catch his breath. The pale-skinned guy's body was trembling with excitement, his legs were tucked up. And the most beautiful thing is his reddened face. With a giggle, Varner lowered his head onto the mattress and stood up, walking around him and standing behind him. Putting him on his knees on the bed, the man pressed the tip to his stretched entrance. Pulling his bound hands to him, he whispered:       – You're pretty good...       And he began to slowly enter. A groan rang out in the room, and its owner arched his back. His mouth was slightly covered, and, in addition, the man slipped his fingers into it, massaging the tip of his tongue. Having entered completely, the dark-skinned man pressed himself against the pale neck, biting it, licking hickeys, burying himself somewhere in the bend, breathing heavily.       Without giving him time to get used to it, he started moving. The worldwalker muttered something, pursing his lips; his penis twitched, Varner noticed it, looking over his shoulder and grinning:       – Already so eager to have an orgasm?~       He continued to move in someone else's anus, squeezing someone else's body with both hands, sometimes to a slight pain, sometimes just massaging, but the only thing he didn't touch was guy's penis. And this tormented the brown-haired man, who threw his head back, sometimes succumbing to him or rising and falling, depending on where someone else's hand was: higher or lower. But the hand was removed in time.       – Be patient... – he whisper in his ear, increasing the pace.       He lowered him back onto the bed and, having left almost completely, entered back, starting to drive him into the bed at a rough pace. Lololoshka croaked, squinting and arching. And soon he reached his peak, ending under himself with a moan. A little later, the former ruler of Arnir finished after him, going deeper. Both were trying to catch their breath. Varner lay down on top of him, slightly spreading his wings to the sides, biting him again, but this time in the shoulder. A whimper was heard from below, and the upper one giggled.