Once again, Aiden got hard against his will. He was nearly whimpering with the rough yet somehow still pleasurable treatment and he couldn't hold it back when he was forced against the wall by his neck. He hated the sound that came from him, it made him sound weak, like his brother. Nothing against Reed, but he didn't want to be taken over by Reyka, to be made into his personal cock sleeve. That wasn't really going well, however. Aiden knew not to resist now but it was difficult to find the balance between that and being fully obedient. He didn't want to get hurt but he also didn't want to leave Reyka unhappy and unsatisfied, or it would be all on Reed to take the abuse again.<br/><br/>Aiden didn't really want to get Reyka off, definitely not in the ways he suggested. Instead, he tentatively reached out a hand and wrapped it around Reyka's cock. He prayed this would do as this was about as far as he was willing to go. He stroked him slowly, experimentally to start with. He wasn't sure what Reyka would like, or if he would even find this acceptable. Did he like to be treated as roughly as he treated others? Aiden decided not to push it, as much as he'd love to punch him in the balls again. Instead, he circled his thumb around the tip before putting some pressure on the sensitive underside.<br/><br/>"I want to get you off," Aiden said, although it was clear he didn't really. "And I want you to watch me lick your cum off my hand." He hoped his words would make a handjob seem more appealing, so he wouldn't have to do anything else. If Reyka really got out of hand, Aiden wasn't afraid to squeeze a little too hard. It wasn't hard for him to keep up his innocent looks, he was actually blushing now and clearly enjoyed any slight brush to his own cock. Not only would it in torturous, confusing rapture, it seemed like it had already reached that point.