Kitchen Discipline 🍳💦

Obedience looks good on him.

Kyler stripped slow, watching me the whole time like he needed to be told what to do next. I didn’t have to say much—just told him to drop the briefs and show me what he’s working with. He did, hands behind his back, chest rising, waiting for the next command.

I told him to kneel. My dick was already hard. He opened up like he’d been practicing. I held his jaw, slid in slow, then deeper, until his throat started to learn my rhythm. Every time he gagged, I pressed his head down, kept him there until I felt him relax around it.

When I had him face-down on the floor, I stepped on his cheek; felt the heat of his breath under my foot while I watched his body tremble. I fucked him right there—floor first, then dragged him up to the kitchen sink. Bent him over, grabbed his waist, and pushed back in until he stopped trying to breathe. I stayed inside him until I came, deep, full, watching him take it like he was built for it.

📽️ The full scene’s up now. You’ll feel it.