He let out a soft whimper at that, his hand never stopping as he continued to fist his cock. Russell moaned at the suggestion of being bound.
"Yes... Fuck..." he pumped into his hand, squeezing harder around the shaft. "Anything." He was panting hard now, nearing climax one more time. "Want... want to come in your mouth." Remembering the feeling of Carrick's cool mouth around his cock.