A few hours later...

Harry sighs while James sucks his sore cock. Hours had passed, and the young man just kept begging for more. Even now, he looked up at Harry with tired eyes that still had that glint, showing he wanted more. Harry stroked his head. "I can see you want more, but to put it bluntly we're both fucking exhausted." James whines and deepthroats Harrys cock to try and get it hard again.

Harry yanks James head back by his hair and leaned down to look him straight in the eyes. "We're done fucking for one night, understand?" James catches his breath. "Yes Sir."

Getting up, Harry fetches a metal cock cage and pushes James over to the side, sliding his semi-hard cock into the cage. "Now, just because we're going to sleep doesn't mean I'm just gonna let you free." Harry pulls James up and stands him up with his arms behind his back. "Keep them here." James keeps his arms there while Harry fetches a set of leather cuffs and then straps them onto his wrists. He doesn't do it tight, but enough for James to feel it. He then does the same to James ankles. Finally, he picks up the leather hood he put on James at the start of the evening. "Good night fuck boy." Harry says and pulls it over James head and then cinches the cords in the back. James manages a muffled "Good night Sir."

Soon they lay in Harry's bed cuddled up together. Neither knowing what this night will mean for them in the long term, but content to just bask in the afterglow as they fall asleep...