“Take your clothes off,” Jason demanded as soon as they were behind closed doors again.
Zach kicked off the borrowed sandals and pulled the t-shirt over his head before he moved to untie the drawstring at his waist. The shorts floated down and puddled around his ankles. He wore no underwear, his hard shaft jutting before him, thick and hard. His cock was angry and red looking, and harder than he could ever recall it being.
“Go to the top of the stairs. I’ll be up in a moment.”
Zach nodded and obeyed the command. His legs felt like rubber, but he did as he was told. Not long after he reached the top, Jason began climbing up behind him, carrying a bag with him.
“Last door on the left, just after the bathroom,” Jason told him.
He headed in that direction, his whole body shaking. He could barely breathe from the excitement of what was to come. Zach had already sensed Jason’s excitement as well… and felt quite sure this wasn’t a matter of revenge.
Jason’s gaze told him all he needed to know.
He looked over his shoulder and saw the man trailing behind him in the low light. The only illumination came from the bathroom, which he’d forgotten to turn off when he’d come down. When he reached the end of the hall, he went to the door he’d been instructed and opened it.
Inside, just as Jason had said, held a surplus of sex furniture. In the middle of the room was a large bed. Along the edge of it were several contraptions that Zach wasn’t completely sure of.
“Go on inside,” Jason murmured, his voice deeper than it had been before.
Zach took a couple of steps, unsure which direction to turn.
“The swing,” Jason added.
Zach eyed the contraption, swallowing thickly. The thing had cuffs and chains… he’d be completely at Jason’s mercy. As soon as he stood before it, he closed his eyes and envisioned himself bound in it.
He heard the sounds of snaps opening and lifted his lids.
Jason stood staring at him closely. “Ready?”
Zach nodded, not trusting his voice.
“Come here,” Jason mumbled.
Zach approached and was soon dragged by the wrist. He found himself against Jason’s strong body and could feel the man trembling ever so slightly. Somehow, it helped calm Zach a little to know Jason was as amped up as he was. The playing field was leveled a bit…
Jason lowered his head and stole a kiss before wrapping the cuff around the wrist he held. One more cuff on the wrist and Jason moved before him. “Give me a leg.”
Zach leaned back against the swing and brought one leg up. A strap was placed around his ankle, and another mid-thigh before Jason lifted Zach’s other leg and did the same.
Arms and legs spread apart, he was indeed at Jason’s mercy.
He watched as the man grabbed a paddle from the nearby bed and returned to the swing.
“Now’s the time for the true punishment to begin,” Jason said.
Zach tensed, a tiny part of him worried, but as soon as the paddle fell and struck him on the ass, he knew he’d been right to trust the man.
It hurt. Deliciously. And no more than he could endure. Another came… and another, his body shaking from the torment of it all.
Jason watched him closely between the strikes of the paddle. He lovingly ran his fingers gently over the warmed spots where Zach had been hit. Somehow, it helped. The soft caresses between the pain.
“What’s my name?” Jason asked, his tone almost angry.
The next strike of the paddle held none of that anger.
“I asked you a question. What’s my name?”
“Jason,” he cried.
“Say it again.”
“Jason.”
Jason lifted the paddle and struck him again. “Louder.”
“Jason!”
The man unzipped his pants and pushed his pants down over his hips some before grabbing a condom from the bed and sheathing himself. Seconds later, he felt the broad tip of he guy’s cock against his ass.
“I can’t hold back,” he whispered. “I wanted to make you beg and here I am begging you. I need to be inside you.”
“Fuck me,” Zach begged him, trying to make it easier for Jason. “Pleasssse, fuck me, Jason.”
Jason paused just long enough to slather some lube on the crack of Zach’s ass before sliding the head inside the tight hole.
Zach cried out. He’d never been fucked in the ass… luckily he regularly played with a plug or dildo when he masturbated. The cock inside him felt ten million times better than any toy he’d used.
Especially because it was attached to Jason. He held the man’s gaze and watched the intensity of his pleasure as he slowly inched into Zach’s ass, all while groaning against the delight of the insertion.
He writhed in the swing, the forward momentum of Jason’s thrust pushing him back. Gravity pulled him back, and Jason’s cock penetrated him even deeper. Zach felt his hole expanding around the thick shaft. He moaned, the sensation of fullness better than he imagined.
The heat of the man filled him. The real thing was better than fantasy.
Jason drove into him, over and over, rocking the swing.
His ass slammed back into Jason, his sore cheeks burning hot. The sting felt good, just as good as the throbbing sting in his cock. He needed to come so fucking bad.
Sweat coated him, the need driving him to the edge. He wished his hands were free, but even if one had and he’d been able to stroke his shaft, Jason had told him the plug would prevent him from coming. It would’ve been an exercise in futility.
Yet there was an erotic delight in being bound and completely under Jason’s control. His body was being used for a man’s pleasure, and he found he liked every second of it.
Jason gripped his shoulders and drove harder. Zach cried out, moaning over and over again as Jason filled him. The pounding was intense…
“You like my cock in your ass?” Jason asked as he continued to drive hard.
“Yessss,” he hissed, his head falling back.
But for only a second. He couldn’t get enough of watching Jason fucking him.
Sweat now coated Jason’s chest. His big, muscled chest. A light fur covered the pecs and trailed down to where their bodies met. Again his fingers itched to touch and explore, yet he couldn’t. He tugged against the bonds, the tight hold erotic.
He’d slid down the swing some and was nearly bent in half. From his spot, he could just see where Jason’s cock disappeared inside him and it had to be the hottest thing he’d ever witnessed.
“I’d love to see my cum dripping out of your ass someday,” Jason said as he slowed his pace a little. “Fill you up with my load over and over again, leaving you hanging in this swing all day. Fuck you whenever I wanted.”
Zach whimpered, the idea hot as hell.
“You like that?”
“Yeah,” he moaned.
Jason began to drive harder again. “Yeah… I like that, too.” He groaned and changed his position slightly before thrusting even harder. “Get you one of those cages to keep your cock under lock and key. One with a plug that’ll stay in all day.”
Zach moaned loudly after he made the comments. He didn’t know which one of them had been more exciting.
Or was it just the thought of being under Jason’s control? Under lock and key. Made to suffer like he had at the restaurant?
It had been more stimulating than anything he could remember.
Was it the sex or the man, though? Zach couldn’t imagine anyone else doing these things to him and getting him off.
Only Jason.
“Only Jason, what?”
Frowning, Zach turned to Jason. “What?”
“You said, only Jason,” he answered, slowing his pace.
Zach felt his face flush. Apparently he had an issue with mindless talking during sex. “Nothing,” he said, refocusing on the feel of Jason’s cock inside him.
Jason quickened again, driving hard just like Zach liked it. He cradled the back of Zach’s head. Lifting his gaze, Zach met Jason’s lustful one and they kissed. Jason leaned in, driving deep into Zach’s body while taking all the moans that caused into himself.
Time stopped having meaning.
It could’ve been minutes, it could’ve been hours. His body was pushed past the edge time and time again, but he could not reach release. He hung off the edge of the cliff, robbed of his satisfaction as Jason sought his.
And then the man stiffened. Zach felt him shudder before a cry tore from his lips. Through the condom, Zach could feel a rush of heat inside his ass, and from the tense hold of Jason’s body, knew the man was coming inside him.
Jason kissed him slowly as his body relaxed in the aftermath.
“That was incredible,” he whispered against Zach’s lips.
He rose to his full height a few seconds later, but didn’t pull out. He was softening, but still semi-erect. Zach liked the sensation. He wasn’t ready to let it go.
“Time we take this off, hmm?” Jason said, grabbing the ring behind his glans.
Zach was hesitant. He liked the feel of the thing plugging his slit, but the need to come overwhelmed him.
“Ready?” Jason asked, watching him closely.
“Yeah,” he said. He grabbed the chain he hung from in both hands and felt his back arching as the plug slowly slid from him.
A scream tore from his lips and he came hard. Harder than he’d ever come. His whole body shook from the orgasm. One shot hit Jason in the abdomen. Another came and eased over the head, coating his cock in spunk as another wave of pleasure came over him. The next sputtered out… and a fourth shot came, each of them bringing mini-aftershocks from that first amazing shuttering shot.
“Fuck,” he cried, sure there couldn’t be any cum left in his body.
He felt boneless once he was done. There would be no walking… no moving… for a good, long while.
“Good?” Jason asked, watching him.
“No,” Zach answered and watched as Jason frowned slightly. “It was so far past good, it left it on another planet.”
Jason’s smile returned, and the man slowly slid from his ass. “Glad you enjoyed it.” He began to unlock the cuff around one of Zach’s ankle. “Worth the pain to get to the pleasure.”
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” Zach answered. “I’m ready for more.”
Jason chuckled. “Maybe a break is in order. You need to recharge for round two.”
Zach liked the sound of that. But once the weekend was over… would there be more of this? He wasn’t sure he could handle the thought of a few days of pleasure and then a desert of isolation after. “What comes on Monday?”
Jason met his gaze as he started to remove the thigh strap. “We deal with Monday when we get there.”
Disappointment filled him, but the weekend wasn’t over. He had two more days of this to come, and he planned to make the most of it.