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tying up and all this anticipation?”
    Cooper nodded and then remembered he was allowed to beg. “Yes, Sir. Because you’ll fuck me when you’re done, Sir.” Nando smothered a chuckle, but he smiled. “Patience, darling,” he answered, moving his hand to Cooper’s erection and softly stroking it. “Feeling this in my hand almost wants to make me put it in my own ass instead of me putting my cock in yours. How does that sound?” Cooper swallowed. “I’d rather you fuck me, Sir. If you don’t mind.”

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    Nando bent down and retrieved the hanging rope from behind Cooper’s back, pulling it to the front between Cooper’s legs. The rope ground over Cooper’s hole, between his ass cheeks; it was a strange but not entirely uncomfortable feeling. “You think this will keep me from fucking you?” Nando mused as he tied the end of the blue rope around Cooper’s wrists so he was immobilized as if he was praying.
    “Yes, Sir,” Cooper admitted softly.
    “Close your legs,” Nando ordered. “And walk toward the mirror.”
    Cooper feasted his eyes. Seeing himself up close, the coarse brown ropes beautifully entwined, crisscrossing his chest and arms and then the soft, blue nylon rope coming up between his legs, staying to the right side of his sac and erect cock, moving along the middle of his stomach to his hands where it was neatly twisted around his wrists… it all added to his excitement. When he felt Nando behind him again, he realized his lover was naked.
    “I’m already wearing a condom,” Nando said. “And you know what that means.”
    Cooper almost moaned.
    “You like what that means. You’re dribbling.” Nando kissed his shoulder and snaked his arm around Cooper’s waist to touch the tip of his cock with his finger. He brought the finger to his mouth and licked it. Cooper heard a whimper and realized it had come from him.
    “I can taste how turned on you are,” Nando teased.
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    “But I am,” Cooper replied, his voice unsteady.
    “Oh no, you’re not,” Nando answered, sounding like a mother telling her four-year-old he isn’t ready to cross the street on his own yet. “Your little hole is still way too tight, darling. If I slam into that it’s going to hurt, and we wouldn’t want that. I might even tear you, and then where would we be? Nope, can’t have that.”
    With that, Nando turned away from Cooper.
    Cooper could barely stand still. He’d felt Nando’s aroused body against his back, felt his erection prod his ass, and the anticipation of getting a thorough fucking was getting the better of him. “Please fuck me, Nando. Sir,” he corrected himself. “Please don’t make me wait longer?” Nando returned with an old-fashioned wooden chair and another rope. Cooper liked Nando’s choice of color, as this one was red. He started making another intricate pattern along Cooper’s thighs, effectively tying his legs together.
    Cooper let him for a few windings, but then he couldn’t stop himself. “Please, Sir. Don’t tie me up any more.”
    “Do you want to use your safeword?”
    “No!” Cooper answered quickly. “No, Sir,” he continued, slightly calmer now. “I just want you to be able to fuck me, Sir. Later.”
    “Oh, I will. Don’t worry,” Nando replied soothingly.
    “You’re being extra good, and that deserves a reward.” Cooper swallowed and moved his weight to his other leg.
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    his hole and the side of his balls, and he looked up as if he was expecting help from above.
    Nando ignored him and finished tying the red rope. He smiled at Cooper in the mirror and moved to his side, letting one hand envelop Cooper’s erection and the other push along the rope between Cooper’s ass cheeks to touch his hole. Cooper almost veered up as Nando pushed his finger against it.
    “See, I told you it wasn’t ready yet.” Nando massaged the taut muscle, and Cooper distracted himself by watching Nando grind his latex-covered erection against his hip. It didn’t help the heat die down, but it assured Cooper that Nando wouldn’t be able to wait forever either.
    Cooper groaned when Nando’s finger slipped past his guardian muscle. He started making the only movement he still could, moving between fucking Nando’s hand around his erection and impaling himself on