Liam pauses, watching Mike adjusting and shifting. So desperate and frantic. So needy. But Mike didn't yet understand what true need really was. Liam had teased and delayed and made Mike beg. But he'd never taken the time to push him to the edge and keep him there. He'd never been wracked with such pure need that his entire body shivered for it. They were well away from those tremors.

"You're doing so good," Liam practically purred the words. He leaned over Mike, hips pressed to his welted ass, his own arousal clear even through denim. The cane crept up between Mike's thighs, before the knobby surface rubbed gently against the side of his cock. "If you keep doing good, maybe I'll let you get off…" then his voice dipped toward something dark and dangerous. "But if you come before I say you can, it's going to hurt a lot worse. Do you understand?" As he said it, his fingers wrapped around Mike's shaft, pinning the cane against it as he slowly stroked.