There was no sense in denying how much Nate felt amazing on his cock the way he was now. Those muscles convulsing and milking his cock extracting a groan from the Alan. They did look downright filthy and Nate didn’t look the least bit sorry either. “Oh I don’t know, I might have to do something wicked to you for this blunt… disobedience.” He kept the other as still as he could but Nate was letting him. He had no doubt that Nate was testing him so instead his hand moved and decided he wanted to be a little meaner to the man who thought he could railroad into having him meet his needs without the struggle that Alan loved.<br/><br/>His hand reached over and grabbed up two things and hooked them to Nate, the nipple weights went on one at a time, the weight was light but there was no doubt they would hurt but maybe that was the point and part of the struggle he liked to impose on Nate. Now when he shifted his hips up the weights shifted and it was cruel but that was part of Alan’s sadism as he now worked on getting his enjoyment from the torment he could inflict. He shivered able to feel Nate tighten around him all the more as he held Nate in place and shifted with the smallest thrusts into his omega.