The Disappearance Series, Part I - The Disappearance

Hogan slumped in the cramped dog cage, bars pressing cold against his skin. Craig Hoffman sauntered up, his keeper's shadow falling long across the steel. He dangled a bowl of slop, but Hogan's eyes flicked past it, hunger sharpening on the bulge straining Hoffman's pants. No interest in the food—Hogan craved something rawer, hotter. He beckoned with a low growl, lips parting in silent demand. Hoffman smirked, unzipping slow, his hard cock springing free like a promise kept. Through the unyielding bars, he fed it to Hogan—inch by thick inch, thrusting with deliberate rhythm. Hogan's mouth worked greedily, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing as he sucked deep. The cage rattled with each push, a metallic symphony to their rut. Hoffman gripped the bars, hips snapping faster, until he shattered—hot spurts flooding Hogan's throat in a pulsing release, the ultimate cage fuck sealed in sticky triumph.