As always, Corbin looked good under him. With a smile on his face, Caleb reached down to stroke Corbin's chest. It was a gentling touch, meant to soothe before he pinched one of his nipples sharply.

"No," Caleb stopped moving at together, holding himself still on Corbin's cock. He knew from experience that it still felt good, but holding him in his slick wet heat was nothing compared to actually moving. Caleb pinched him again to be sure he was paying attention, "You are not allowed to touch me and everytime you try I will stop moving."

He was not completely cruel though, leaning over to kiss Corbin and run a hand through his hair, "If you try three times I will slip the cockring on you and use you for my own pleasure all day. Do you understand, Liebling?"