Ryan helped Theon up to his feet. Without hesitation, Ryan kissed him passionately. His arms wrapped around Theon's waist, pulling him closer. He kissed and suck at his neck. His free hand grabbed Theon's neck, not too tightly. They locked eyes and kissed again.
Theon groaned into the kiss as their dicks rubbed together to get some friction. They gritted their cocks for a few seconds. Then they separated from the kiss and panted for air.
"Fuck me…Pappy." Theon breathed out.
"You are impatient."
Ryan guided him to the bed and pushed him down on it. He hovered above him and pressed kisses from his neck to his chest. His lips worked on Theon's nipples, twisting and biting. Theon arched his back, his muscles strained at his shoulder blades. He tried to find a comfortable position against the cuffs burning his clamped wrist behind him.
