Deacon, a pale, slim twink with a hint of emo style, is restrained and made to face his deepest desires. His dom, unseen but authoritative, commands him to kiss, to touch, to stroke himself. Deacon's initial resistance gives way to a growing arousal, his body betraying him as his cock stiffens, his breath quickens, and his nipples pebble. The dom's expert touch and dirty words push Deacon closer to the brink, his moans filling the room as he's forced to confront his own pleasure, ultimately surrendering to a shuddering, unwilling climax.