Message to you. You know who you are, yes you, Recon
“Aaron felt like an object. A commodity to be owned. His cock strained at the thought. The knowledge that this man *owned* him. It didn’t matter that when Aaron got dressed later today and went outside he’d go see his girlfriend. Even then a part of him would always remember this moment. This point in time when fantasy and reality mixed and he was property of a gay man.”




