John knew if he wanted to, he could break the bonds that held him. But that wasn't the point. No. He licked his lips and then gasped when that cock ring was placed around his cock. He groaned and then tried to push his hips forward. But no luck.

He whined softly as he watched Sherlock stroke himself. Over and over. John didn't tug at his restraints, he just leaned forward, wanting...

"Please. Use my mouth to get yourself off. It's just another hole for you to fuck."