"Submission in the Shadows"

Regulus's hands moved with a life of their own, his fingers deftly undoing the buckle of James's belt. The sound of the metal clicking open was like music to his ears, his heart racing with anticipation. As he pulled down James's zipper, a rush of excitement coursed through his veins. He had always loved this part, the moment when he got to see James's cock, feel its hardness in his hands. James's eyes seemed to gleam with amusement as Regulus's hand slipped into his pants, his fingers wrapping around the thick shaft. Regulus's eyes fluttered closed, his body swaying slightly as he stroked James's cock. It was like a work of art, a masterpiece of flesh and blood that he couldn't get enough of. He loved the way it felt in his hand, the way it pulsed with life. Regulus's love affair with cocks began when he was a teenager, exploring his own desires and curiosities. He remembered the first time he saw a cock, the shock and excitement that coursed through his veins. From that moment on, he was hooked. He loved everything about them - the way they looked, the way they felt, the way they tasted. As he stroked James's cock, Regulus felt a rush of desire wash over him. He wanted to see it, to feel it inside him. He pulled James's pants down, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of James's hardness. James's cock was a work of art, a masterpiece of flesh and blood that seemed to pulse with life. Regulus's hands moved of their own accord, his fingers stroking James's shaft as he gazed up at him. James's eyes seemed to burn with intensity, his expression unreadable as he watched Regulus's every move. Regulus felt a shiver run down his spine as James's eyes locked onto his, a silent command in their depths. Without thinking, Regulus leaned forward, his lips brushing against the head of James's cock. The taste was like nothing else, a rush of excitement that coursed through his veins. He moaned softly, his body trembling with desire as he took James's cock into his mouth. James's hands moved to Regulus's head, his fingers tangling in Regulus's hair as he pulled him closer. Regulus felt a rush of excitement, his body aching with desire as he took James's cock deeper into his mouth. He loved this, loved the way it felt, loved the way it tasted. He was in heaven, his body swaying to the rhythm of James's movements. As he sucked James's cock, Regulus felt a sense of submission wash over him. He was nothing more than a plaything, a toy to be used and discarded. But he didn't care. He was happy to be James's toy, happy to give him everything he wanted. And what James wanted, Regulus was more than happy to give him.