Chapter Twenty-One
At Krish's house, Luke saw Krish's housemates, Danny and Simon. Both were going out to meet their girlfriends, so Krish and Luke would have the house to themselves.
As soon as they left, Luke took Krish's hand and led him upstairs and into his bedroom. Once they were inside, Luke released his hand and closed the door, staring intently at him.
"Strip," Luke ordered in a quiet, controlled voice.
He hadn't spent the entire afternoon doing assignments. The call he'd made had been to Ben discussing aspects of BDSM that Krish appeared to want. To say the conversation had been enlightening, and embarrassing, would be an understatement. However, Luke now had a better understanding, and a plan had formed in his mind.
Now it was time to execute that plan.
He watched Krish undress, noticing his trembling hands. Luke wondered if maybe Krish wasn't ready, but when he took his jeans off, Luke changed his mind. Krish's cock was hard and leaking, the bulbous head a deep purple colour.
"Kneel."
Luke swallowed, watching Krish follow his command. He walked over, and tugged his jeans, freeing his throbbing dick. Standing in front of Krish, Luke smeared the wet head over his lips. Their eyes met and held.
"Suck me."
Luke gasped when Krish took him in. Heaven was the only word Luke could use to describe the sensations of being in Krish's mouth. Warm, moist, tight. Krish's tongue moved over the head of Luke's dick, licking all over it, dipping into the slit as his mouth sucked.
Luke groaned, his head dropping forward, his eyes closing. Krish's mouth opened wider, taking more of him in until eventually, Luke was fully seated in Krish's mouth. Krish swallowed, and Luke gasped as the tightness encased him.
He shuddered as Krish pulled off, keeping the suction tight. He was good, really good, and Luke wasn't sure how long he could let Krish continue. He didn't want to come unless he was pounding Krish's arse.
After a few more seconds of Krish deep throating him, Luke stepped back, pulling his dick free, moaning when the cold air hit the saliva coating it.
"Stay," Luke ordered, as he walked over to his bag. Opening it, he pulled out the scarves he'd packed earlier and walked back over to Krish. Standing back in front of him, he trailed the ends of them over Krish's body, making sure they touched his nipples, watching them harden until they were nice and stiff.
Luke's gaze dropped lower, noticing more pre-come oozing from the slit of Krish's dick. He liked it, the idea of being tied up.
"On the bed, on your back. Arms and legs spread wide."
Krish stood fluidly and walked over to the bed, getting into the position Luke wanted. He followed, and once Krish was as he wanted him, Luke tied his hands to the posts.
"Knees up and feet on the bed."
Krish again followed his order and Luke tied his legs. He stepped back looking at the position he had Krish in and nodded to himself. This position gave him access to everything he wanted.
He stepped forward and grabbed a pillow. "Hips up." He pushed the pillow under Krish's hips then stepped away again. He walked around the bed, looking over Krish's body, occasionally glancing up to his face to make sure he was still enjoying this. Krish was watching him, his eyes hooded, the pupils wide. His skin was flushed, and Luke could already see a slight sheen of sweat covering him.
Stepping closer to the bed, Luke trailed a finger over one of Krish's nipples, watching it harden even more. He dropped to his knees, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking on it, feeling Krish's body jerk beneath him. He sat back and glanced up at him. "I don't need to tell you that you can't come unless I say so."
"No, you don't."
"You need to follow that with Sir. No, Sir. When we're playing together, always add Sir."
Krish took in a shaky breath. "Yes Sir," he repeated on an exhale.
"Not too hot or cold?"
"No, Sir."
"Safe words?"
"Green for good. Red for stop."
"Good."
Now, Luke could play. Even though he'd had sex many, many times, he'd never had the opportunity to watch, to study or play with another man's body. And now he had one laid out for him, to do with as he pleased.
He knew Krish wasn't into pain, like flogging, but he did want to torment him, torture him with pleasure.
Sucking the nipple back into his mouth, Luke's hand moved over to the neglected one, and he ran his fingers over the hard nub. Playing with both nipples, Luke could feel Krish's body move beneath him, and he could hear him panting. He leaned back and blew on the wet nipple, watching the skin pebble.
Luke stood and walked around Krish's body again, trailing his fingers over the skin. He walked back over to his bag and took several items out. Baby oil, condoms, lube, a razor, shaving foam, candle, a bottle of water and two clothes pegs. He also took out a copy of a contract. Ben had sent one over to him.
He'd ordered several items off the Internet, but they wouldn't arrive for a few days so for now, he was just going to play with these, and then they'd look at the contract later.
He showed all the items to Krish. "We'll be playing with these tonight. Are you okay with the pegs and the candles?"
Krish visibly trembled. Luke saw him swallow. "Yes, Sir."
"I'm going to shave your chest now."
Within minutes, and with some laughter, Luke had Krish's chest free from hair. He ran his hand over the smooth surface and glanced up at Krish when he heard his intake of breath.
"Still good?"
"Yes, Sir."
Luke placed the items on the bed next to Krish, and then picked up the clothes pegs. Leaning over Krish, he played with his nipples until they were nice and hard, and then put the pegs on them. Luke closed them over the hard nubs gently and slowly released his fingers, stepping back and observing Krish's reactions. Krish's body bowed up, hips arching up the bed and he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. After a few seconds, his body relaxed back down, and Luke kept watching him, making sure he was okay. Krish's dick pulsed, jerking on his abdomen, and pre-come ran from the slit like a stream, dripping from the head, a string connecting it to his abs. Luke smiled-- Krish liked it, that little bite of pain.
Luke eyed the items on the bed, trying to decide which one to use next. Deciding on the candle, Luke leaned over, picking it up, and lit it. He quickly searched Krish's bedroom to find some paper. He didn't want the drops of wax to burn him, but just be hot enough to cause a reaction. He found some and walked over, lit the candle and after waiting a few seconds he tested the drops of wax.
When he was convinced that it wasn't too hot, he went back to the bed and leaned over Krish, letting the wax drip over his chest and down his abdomen towards his belly button. Krish gasped and jerked as every drop of warm wax hit his skin, his dick twitching, precome dripping from the slit. When Luke reached his belly button, he lifted the candle up, glanced at Krish, and asked, "Word?"
Krish didn't respond for several seconds, then nodded. "Green, Sir."
Luke looked back down at Krish's body, watching the wax harden and over the next several minutes he walked around his body letting more droplets of wax spill from the candle and fall onto his skin.
Krish jerked and moaned, more precome running from his slit. Soon there was a puddle beneath the bulbous head, and his cock was hard, swollen.
Luke tilted his head, watching Krish's dick bob and jerk, the head a deep purple. He hummed to himself. Would he? "Come."
Luke's mouth fell open when Krish's body bowed off the bed and streaks of come shot from the slit in the head. He came so hard that come splattered Krish's face, running down his cheek. There was so much that his chest and abdomen was covered in it, mixing with the hard and wet wax that was on it.
"Fuck," Luke whispered. He hadn't expected a reaction like that. Krish was into this more than Luke had anticipated.
Blowing the candle out and putting it down, he walked around Krish's body again, watching him pant, his body trembling, sweat gleaming on his skin.
He climbed in between Krish's legs, pushed his jeans down his thighs, and rolled a condom on, laughing slightly at his shaky hands. Picking up the lube, Luke dribbled it over Krish's hole, then poured it over his dick, stroking it a few times to make sure it was covered.
Luke rubbed his hands together, eyeing the bottle of body oil. He reached over, picked it up, and poured some into his hand before dropping it back on the bed. Picking up Krish's limp dick, Luke slowly stroked it, eliciting a hiss from Krish. As he stroked his dick, Luke's fingers ran over Krish's hole, feeling it twitch and clench beneath them. He slowly eased a finger in and pumped it in and out of Krish's hole as his other hand released Krish's dick and trailed over his balls, rolling them between his fingers, making sure both were covered in oil.
When he pushed another finger in, Luke quickly twisted and split them, widening Krish's hole. He twisted them around until he found that spot and rubbed on it. For several minutes, Luke fucked Krish's hole with his two fingers while his other hand moved between Krish's now erect dick and tight balls.
A third finger went in, and at that point, Luke was certain Krish was ready for him. He pulled his fingers out and lined his dick up.
"Watch me."
When their eyes met, he pushed in and didn't stop until he was encased in Krish's hole. He gasped, panting as Krish's hole clenched around him. Luke squeezed his eyes shut, trying to control his body as his balls tightened. He didn't want to come yet. It was too soon, and he wanted to draw this out and take his time.
Leaning over Krish, Luke dropped down so that his abdomen could slide across Krish's dick, creating friction, stimulating him more.
Pulling out, Luke stopped when the head stretched Krish's hole wide, then pushed back in. Slow and sure, Luke moved within Krish's body, keeping the pace steady.
As Luke continued to move within Krish's body, he kept his eyes focused on Krish. They never broke contact and Luke could feel the intensity between them. He didn't want this to end, whatever it was that was starting between them. He wanted it to go on and on.
Eventually, though, Luke found himself going faster and harder. He could see out of the corner of his eyes that Krish had his hands balled into fists, straining against the scarves, and a quick glance down showed Luke that Krish had his toes curled up too. He was fighting his orgasm, doing what Luke had ordered.
Moaning, Luke hammered into Krish's hole, fucking him hard and fast. He squeezed the sheets tight in his hand and when he felt his balls tightened up even more and a tingling start at the base, he knew was going to come.
When he felt the tingling travel around his groin and up his shaft, Luke grabbed the pegs, releasing them from Krish's nipples, and at the same time, he ordered, "Come."
Krish cried out, his hole clenching tight around Luke's dick and it felt like Luke was encased in a vice. It was so tight Luke could barely move, and his body jerked and shuddered as he too came. He could hear Krish crying out loudly, and he knew he was also moaning in pleasure. Streaks of lightning shot through him and Luke threw his head back, crying out. It was so intense, one of the most intense orgasms he'd ever had.
When eventually Luke's orgasm eased, he lay on top of Krish, hearing Krish's heart pound in his chest. So good. It had been so good.
He wasn't sure how long he lay there for, but Luke became aware that he'd softened and he sat up, gripping the base of his dick, pulling out of Krish's warm hole.
He spent a few minutes cleaning himself and Krish up, then released Krish's arms and legs, massaging them. Luke finally stripped his clothes off and lay down next to Krish, cuddling into his side.
"Are you okay?"
Krish swallowed hard. "Amazing," he whispered.
Luke leaned up, looking into Krish's eyes. "Really? I didn't do anything you didn't like?"
Krish shook his head. "You showed me everything, Luke."
"Are you always going to want it like this?"
"No. I'm sure there'll be times when you just fuck me over the sofa or something, but I do like this."
"So, you do like some vanilla too?"
"Yes, occasionally. I like being tied up, Luke. I like handing control over to you." Krish sat up, looking down at Luke, and Luke swallowed. "If this is too much, tell me now. I really like you, Luke, and I don't want to get hurt when you walk away because it's too much."
Luke also sat up, resting his arms on his legs. "I think we need to sit down and talk about soft and hard lines, things like that."
Krish nodded. "Okay."
"I don't want to do something you don't like. I know you're not into pain, but what about spanking or even a paddle?"
"You're right. We do need to talk." Krish smiled at him. "So, you're here to stay?"
"Yeah." Luke smiled back. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Come on, then. I need a shower."
Luke let Krish lead him to the bathroom. They still had a lot to talk about, but Luke was happy. Truly happy. Who'd have known he would like domination?