Four years?
Spencer was pacing the room now. Ty watched him walk back and forth then go over to his closet. Not knowing what was going to happen next made him anxious and excited at the same time. He’d never seen Spencer this pissed. Well, he wanted a reaction, right? Way to go, Ty! You just succeeded in turning the calmest person you know into a raging lunatic!
Ty couldn’t see Spencer past the closet door. Vulnerable didn’t even begin to explain the way he was feeling right now. It probably should’ve freaked him out, but instead, his cock was so hard it ached.
Walking back into view, Spencer stood there in all his naked glory...and what do you know, there was room for Ty to get even harder. Spencer held something behind his back as he stalked over to the bed, his anger simmering into frustration.
“You know, I thought long and hard before leaving my bedroom door open that night.” Ty felt the color drain from his face as the meaning behind Spencer’s words sunk in. That night… “But once Ray said he was on board with you watching us…”
Ray? Who the fuck is..? Realization dawned. “You mean, the tied-up, begging booty call?”
“The what?” Spencer’s eyebrows drew together.
“Never mind.”
Spencer shook his head in confusion but continued, “As soon as Ray said he didn’t care if you watched, it was game on. I laughed it off every time you claimed you didn’t want to hear about my sex life, but I knew…” Spencer locked his blue eyes on Ty’s. “Deep down, I knew you were curious. I wanted to teach you a lesson, maybe even show you there was nothing wrong with it. All I wanted was for you to see how good it could feel, and I could make it happen.”
Spencer walked along the right side of the bed, stopping next to Ty’s chest. “What I didn’t expect was you rubbing your cock so fast and hard through your jeans, like you were trying to let a fucking genie out of a lamp.”
Ty’s mind was spinning, trying to take it all in. Spencer knew? All this time, he knew. Spencer pulled the flogger out from behind his back, and Ty hissed in a breath when Spencer dragged the flogger down over his body.
“Yeah, I came up with the servant part, but no limits? That suggestion from you was the green light I needed to see if you were really feeling something more. God knows, I was terrified I was wrong about how you were feeling. I had held my tongue for the last four years, keeping inside the way I truly felt.”
The way he truly felt?
“Coming out of the shower that day in my towel, those movies… They were all tests, Ty.” Spencer trailed the flogger back up Ty’s body, making him writhe on the bed.
Ty struggled to understand all Spencer was telling him. He had feelings for Ty? For four years? He’d set this whole thing up and Ty had no clue. Was he really so self-absorbed he didn’t see it?
The flogger came down on Ty’s right shin, not enough to hurt him but enough to pull him out of his daze. “I was so confused,” Spencer continued. “So, I decided to leave the choice up to you. I needed to know you were willingly going through with this whole thing. I would never forgive myself if I felt like I had pressured you. Hence the absolute need for safewords.” Spencer slid the flogger up and down Ty’s right leg. “When you chose door number two, I was sure I’d heard you wrong….I had to have heard you wrong.” Moving the flogger over, he trailed it up Ty’s left leg. “But then you stood up…and put on that loincloth— Jesus Christ, Ty, you looked so sexy. I decided, in that moment, I was going to do anything and everything to make you feel what I was feeling. I was going to make you feel things you never had before, so at the end of the bet, you’d still want more.”
It was exactly how Ty had been feeling for the past two weeks. His thoughts had been consumed with how to make Spencer still want this once the time was up. Hearing Spencer say he wanted that too was a relief.
Ty’s cock jumped as Spencer trailed the leather straps over it, smearing the liquid leaking out of the head along the way. “Then you turned Tracy down. Do you know how hard it was not to tell her to go take her fake tits someplace else? It was on the tip of my tongue.”
“Spencer—”
Spencer brought the flogger down on Ty’s stomach, right above his erection, making a delicious zing travel through his body. “Nope. Still my turn.”
Sweat covered Ty’s body. His heart was beating so hard, it was a wonder it didn’t break right through his chest. He was so turned on, his skin felt like it was on fire as he listened to Spencer pour his heart out. Out of all of the scenarios Ty had played out in his overactive imagination, he’d never considered this.
“I knew something was wrong on Wednesday when you wanted to leave the restaurant early. I thought for sure you were going to tell me you wanted to stop…or at least fucking talk to me.” Spencer flicked his wrist and the straps connected with Ty’s left thigh. Every nerve ending was on full alert now, screaming for more. “The thought of stopping scared the shit out of me. I was in too deep now; I wanted you too much.” Ty couldn’t believe Spencer was scared. Ty was scared to find out what would happen if he admitted he wanted more, and Spencer was afraid to lose what was happening between them. They were both so stupid.
“Walking into this room to find you handcuffed to my bed, offering yourself over to me completely…it overwhelmed me. There has never been, and there will never be, anyone who gets to me like you do, Ty. I can’t even put into words what it feels like to be inside you.”
“I think I have an idea,” Ty whispered, his voice trembling.
A grin spread wide across Spencer’s face, forming dimples on both cheeks. “I can only assume you were pissed at me today because you want to know what’s going on with us. Compare your two weeks to my four years of hell, and it’s not so bad, is it?” Spencer brought the flogger down next to Ty’s cock, shooting exhilarating sparks of electricity all over his body. “But here’s the thing…” Spencer brought the flogger down again, this time gently on Ty’s aching dick. “I know where I stand, always have, but I never thought I could actually have what I want.”
Spencer trailed the leather up and down over Ty’s cock, torturously slow. Ty’s legs were shaking, his body writhing on the bed as he lifted his hips up, trying to control the sensations rushing over him. Ty watched as Spencer put the flogger down then went around the bed to the nightstand. Pulling out some lube and a condom, Spencer suited up, and Ty’s cock jumped in anticipation. Spencer climbed on the bed and kneeled in front of Ty, lifting his legs and setting them down on his own thighs.
“Question is…are you going to take a gamble and bet on us or walk away?” Spencer was rubbing his hands on Ty’s thighs, coming deliciously close to his sac but pulling back just before contact. How did Spencer expect him to think when he was doing that?
“What’s it going to be, Ty? Tell me now.” Spencer brushed his right hand up Ty’s cock then slid it back down to his thigh. Inhaling sharply, Ty squirmed under his best friend’s touch.
“I…I can’t…” Ty tried to form a sentence, finding it impossible while Spencer circled a finger lightly over his entrance. He closed his eyes, losing himself in the soft brushing of Spencer’s touch.
“If you want to walk away, I’ll move out. I’ll find someplace else to live. Honestly, I can’t be this close to you and not have you even though leaving will be the hardest thing I’ll ever do. I won’t ever regret what happened between us these past two weeks. Being with you was better than I ever could’ve imagined. So, even if it never happens again, at least I can say I know what it feels like to be with the man I love.”
Ty opened his eyes, Spencer’s words yanking him back to rational thought. Did he just hear that right? Spencer loved him? “You love me?” There you go. Actual words this time.
“Yeah, I do. Have for a long time,” Spencer admitted.
Spencer loved him. How did Ty not know, all this time? Did he love Spencer? Thoughts of the way Ty’s heart sped up when he knew Spencer was coming home from work, the dimples in Spencer’s cheeks when they laughed about something only the two of them would find funny, how Spencer was unapologetically himself, the rush of pride Ty felt every time he knew what Spencer wanted before he wanted it…the way Spencer knew the same things about him—
Even thinking of Spencer moving out tore at his heart. Ty could handle losing other friends, but losing Spencer? It would destroy him. He’d tortured himself for the last week, trying to figure out a way to hold on to him, and the thought of Spencer being with anyone else this way made Ty’s blood boil.
“But if you bet on us,” Spencer continued, “I can guarantee, we both win. If you want me, Ty, say it.” Spencer brushed his cock over Ty’s hole. “I know you don’t love me. I’m willing to hold on to hope that someday you will. Say it, whatever the answer is.”
“No,” Ty responded, lingering on only one sentence out of everything Spencer had just said.
When Spencer began to pull away, Ty saw the hurt in his eyes and panicked when Spencer started to move Ty’s legs off his. Quickly, Ty wrapped his legs around Spencer’s waist. “No, I meant, you’re wrong!” Spencer froze, looking up, confusion clear on his face. “I do love you. I don’t know why it took me so long to realize it, but I do.” As soon as he said the words, he felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
“You do?” Spencer asked, wide-eyed.
Ty nodded his head as a shocked Spencer sat in front of him. He wanted to wrap his arms around him and prove how he felt. Moving his hands, he was painfully reminded of the handcuffs.
“Can you take these things off me now?”
Spencer leaned over his body, bringing his chest above Ty’s face while he unlocked the shackles. As soon as Ty’s hands were free, he pulled Spencer down on top of him. He kissed him with a passion he didn’t even know he possessed. Their bodies molded together, made for each other to fit so perfectly.
“You made me feel things these past two weeks that I never could’ve imagined. This whole no-limits thing brought something out in me I didn’t even know existed.”
“So what are you saying? You want to keep going with this? Submitting to me?”
“The intense sex and relationship upgrade? Yeah, I want to keep going. But there’s no way in hell I’m gonna be your fucking servant and clean up your shit anymore after tomorrow.”
“Wanna bet?” Spencer whispered against Ty’s mouth then wiggled his eyebrows, making Ty laugh.
Ty lifted his hips in invitation. “Finish it, Spence. I’m all in if you are.”
Positioning himself, Spencer slowly entered Ty, a sigh escaping both of them. “I’m all in. Pun definitely intended.” Laughter turned to lustful moans as they put all their cards on the table…
And bet on love.
The End