Marcus
We’d all been there, but there was nothing I could really do to help him figure it out.
How were you supposed to explain that this was one situation where you were allowed to see how beautiful and sexy your friend was? Friends were supposed to be these asexual beings that you just appreciated for how they made you feel or how they helped you and listened…how much fun they were to hang out with. They weren’t supposed to be sexy, nearly naked creatures who loved that you noticed them.
At least, that’s what people were taught.
I knew that just because Eric saw how incredible Conner was when he danced didn’t mean he loved me any less and it didn’t mean that he wanted something more with Conner. It was just another way of appreciating beauty. The beauty in submission or in sharing something that made them feel erotic, or in Conner’s case, the love of being watched and wanted.
Eric would get it in time, but at that moment, he simply watched the scene in front of him in shock and surprised arousal. I’d thought he’d understood when we’d been talking about the plans for the evening. I’d assumed he’d gotten it but just hadn’t wanted to talk about it.
Evidently not.
If the surprise had been tinged with fear, or if I’d thought he was anywhere near using his safeword, I would have stepped in. But there was nothing like that in his reactions. The unexpected situation and arousal just seemed to have thrown him for a loop.
Conner finally released Eric from his hug and went back to cuddle on Ben’s lap. Well, it was more like performance art than cuddling. I think some of it was for Eric’s benefit—another step in the lifestyle, possibly—but it was easy to see how excited Conner was to play.
The stress was gone and the worry he’d held in as the new club had come together had faded. He looked like a new person. A new person who was ready to celebrate and let everything else go. Eric seemed to relax once Conner was back on Ben’s lap, but he couldn’t seem to decide where to look.
His muscles were tight, and he seemed to be desperately trying to keep his gaze on Conner’s face. It was a battle he was in the process of losing. There was too much of Conner on display and beautifully highlighted to ignore. Eric looked just as incredible, only he didn’t seem to realize it.
The tiny little shorts showed off his ass and cock to perfection, emphasizing and teasing at how perfect he would look naked without actually showing everything. The combination of his obvious arousal and nerves only made it sweeter.
He was a mix of erotic need and innocence that was impossible to resist.
Ben finally had enough of the wiggly, nearly naked sub who was thoroughly enjoying his evening, because he popped Conner’s ass and pulled him close. “If you make me come before I’m ready, you won’t get your spanking.”
He got Conner’s attention, but the sexy sub couldn’t decide if he was being rewarded or punished. A shiver raced through him and he gave a low moan, but he nodded and some of the wiggling stopped. Little shifts and flashes of leg and thigh continued, though, making Eric squirm as he watched the two men.
“I’m sorry, Master.”
“No, you’re not.” Ben shook his head, an indulgent smile on his face. “But I think you owe Master Marcus and Eric an apology. They’re trying to talk to us and you’re teasing everyone and getting all the attention.”
“But I like the attention. It makes Eric nervous, so I’m saving him by keeping it all for me.” Conner grinned and nodded at Eric like he was supposed to agree. Eric’s mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.
Finally, he cleared his throat and gave a hesitant nod. “Yes…um…thanks?”
“See.” Conner beamed, turning in Ben’s lap and giving his ass another wiggle. “He appreciates it. I’m helping.”
“Helping him to blush and giving him an erection…but that’s about it.” Ben rubbed the spot that he’d spanked just moments before. “Behave.”
Conner pouted and tucked himself closer to his master. “But, Master, he’s so cute when he blushes and he’s watching me so prettily.”
Eric finally found his nerve. He sat up a little and frowned. Not quite upset but not willing to sit on the sidelines anymore. “Hey, I’m not pretty.”
“Not exactly.” Conner gave him an appraising look and batted his eyelashes flirtatiously. “But you’re so cute and when you blush…See, even your master is nodding. So pretty.”
Conner was right, but Eric didn’t agree. It seemed he was ready to fight back against being the pretty sub. He might have found his gumption, but it was over something unexpected. Eric leaned back into me, stretching out to mirror Conner, then brought a hand up to trace a finger around one nipple. He licked his lips and stroked the sensitive skin around the tight bud and then slowly started running the finger down his chest.
“I don’t think pretty is the right word.” He almost purred the words. His own innate sweetness came out, but it was filled with heat and need.
“He’s yummy.” Conner gave Ben a wicked look.
Ben just laughed. “You’re right.”
I leaned in and gave Eric’s neck a kiss and dragged my tongue up to his ear. “He’s very right. You are edible.”
Eric shivered and pressed back against my chest, making low needy sounds as I licked and teased. The feel of his skin and the sexy way he squirmed had me getting even harder. My cock was pressed up against his ass, and even through the leather, he had to know how turned on he’d gotten me.
Whispering low, I pressed up just enough to rub my erection against the seam of his bottom. “I’m going to have to make you take care of this later, because it’s all your fault. I just have to decide how I’m going to use my sexy boy. Your full lips and mouth…that sexy ass of yours…there are so many good ways to use you.”
Eric whimpered and pressed his legs together, trying to get some relief for his aching cock. “Please…”
“Naughty boy. Are you supposed to be touching yourself?”
He blushed and closed his eyes but shook his head. “I’m sorry, Master. I’ll be good.”
“If you can’t behave, I’ll have to lock up that pretty cock.” I could almost see it. The weight and shape of the cage would make it obvious, even through the fabric of the shorts.
He shivered, and a moan escaped that he tried to suppress, but he was just too turned on. Shaking his head, he opened his eyes and focused on me. “I’ll be good, Master. I promise.”
“No touching your cock?”
The blush that had almost faded came back in a flash, but he didn’t back down. “I’ll leave it alone, Master.”
Conner groaned and let out a sigh. “He’s just so cute, Master.”
Eric laughed; Conner was hunched over with his chin braced on his hands, watching us. Eric relaxed back against me, not bothering to hide how turned on he was. “He’s not a puppy.”
Conner nearly bounced off Ben’s lap. “Wouldn’t he make such a cute puppy, Master? Oh, Master Marcus, wouldn’t he?”
Shaking his head, Eric put a stop to that right away. “Oh, no. No puppies.”
“Spoilsport.” Conner pouted and gave Eric a sad look. “But you—”
“Nope.”
“Darn.” Conner got a gleam in his eye and gave Ben a long sigh with wide eyes. “I’m so sad, I think I need a spanking to cheer me up.”
Laughing, Ben hugged Conner tight. “Maybe I should make you my pup some night. Hmm…get you a nice tail and a leash…lead you around the club and show everyone what a sexy pup I had…”
Conner couldn’t seem to decide how he felt about that…I wasn’t sure the puppy play really caught his attention on a personal level, but the idea of being paraded around in front of everyone seemed to do it for him.
“Maaassster,” Conner groaned out, conflicted and aroused.
“You’d be a sexy pup.” Ben traced his fingers over the round fullness of Conner’s ass. “We’d get you a long tail that would wag. It would nudge right up against your prostate and feel so good when you crawled for me.”
Eric watched the sexy exchange with wide eyes and his mouth hanging open. Was it the puppy play that surprised him or just the idea of Conner as a pup? We were going to have to talk about it later, because I was curious.
“I’d be the sexiest pup ever.” He almost purred the words out.
Eric couldn’t contain his laughter. “I think Nathan might have you beat.”
When he realized what he’d said, his mouth closed, and he looked at me. I gave him a kiss and tried to ease his worries. “You know how open he is. He wouldn’t mind you telling them, and he probably thinks he’s a fabulous pup.”
Eric relaxed and nodded. “He does. Especially if he gets a new tail.”
“You know a pup?” Conner was bouncing up and down. “Who’s Nathan?”
“You remember Gabriel, right? He hasn’t been by for a while?”
Ben nodded. “I wasn’t sure if he’d left the lifestyle.”
“No, he just fell for his roommate, and they’ve been exploring things. Nathan is really taking to the puppy play aspect of their relationship.” From what I’d seen, Nathan was taking to it perfectly. He was made for the lifestyle.
Conner spoke up excitedly. “Are they going to be coming to the club soon?”
I had to shrug. “I don’t know. I think Gabriel is giving him time to adjust.”
“Once he gets used to it, I think he’d enjoy it.” Eric snuggled back into me and smiled at Conner’s excitement.
“He has to come. He can play with the other pups. They’ll have so much fun.” Conner looked at Ben, his eyes lighting up. “We can have a play date for the pups!”
Ben laughed and leaned in to give Conner a kiss. “And before he starts planning all kinds of things, I’m going to find something interesting to distract him with.”
“My spanking?”
“Not yet.” Ben gave Conner’s ass a squeeze. “You have to show me you can behave first.”
“I can be very good, Master.” Conner went from excited and sparkling to naughty and erotic in seconds.
“I’m going to see how good you can be tonight,” Ben growled out, stroking one finger down Conner’s chest.
Conner shivered, but before he could say something else, Ben gave his ass a pat. “Come on, naughty. Let’s go.”
Conner bounced up and danced around, giving Eric another hug before saying goodbye. Evidently, Ben had plans to torture Conner before the excited sub got his long-promised spanking. As they walked away, Ben’s hand cupping Conner’s naked ass, the naughty boy was leaning close and teasing Ben, probably itching for his spanking.
“He’s so…” Eric couldn’t seem to decide how to describe Conner.
I had to agree. Conner was hard to describe. “How do you feel about seeing his spanking later?”
Eric shifted and I could see his cock jerk, but he looked slightly concerned. Was it a case of big head versus little head? I had a feeling that was probably it. “Do you remember your safewords?”
He looked at me and blinked before nodding. “Yes, Master.”
“Good. Then we’re going to have some fun first, but we’ll go see Conner’s spanking in just a few minutes.” Eric looked relieved that the decision had been taken out of his hands. Hopefully, he’d still feel the same way when he was watching Conner beg for more as Ben reddened his ass.
Eric just nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“I have a surprise for you.” It was time to give my boy a distraction and push him a bit further.
“What kind?” He perked up, then gave a start as he realized that might not be the best way to ask. “Um…thank you, Master?”
Giving him a quick kiss, I smiled. “The surprise kind.”
He climbed off my lap, shaking his head at me, and reached out to take my hand. “Yes, Master.”
Standing, I pulled him close and wrapped my arms around him to cup his ass. He shivered and thrust his cock against me. “Naughty boy.”
He moaned and tried to pull back, but I wouldn’t let him. “I think we’re going to have to keep you from coming too soon.” Bring him tighter against me, I rubbed his cock against me slowly. “You’re going to orgasm if I don’t, and I want to see your sexy, hard cock in those shorts. We’re going to keep you ready for a long time.”
He gasped and shook but didn’t use a safeword, so I kept going. “I’ve got something to help keep you nice and erect for me.”
I pulled back just enough to look down his body. “Let’s get that taken care of now. Then I don’t have to worry about your surprise.”
His eyes widened, but he didn’t have anything to worry about. I wasn’t going to strip him down here. I was just going to make him a little crazy. I let go of him long enough to pull out the cock ring I’d brought from home.
Eric watched as my hands went to the waistband of his shorts. His back was to most of the room so even if they cared, no one would see what I was going to do. His barely restrained cock popped out as soon as it was freed, and it only took seconds to have the ring wrapped around his hard length.
“There we go. Now you’re ready.”
Gaze stuck to his cock, now covered again, he opened his mouth and closed it several times before the words came out. “You’re trying to kill me.”
****
“What do you think of my surprise, Boy?”
Eric inhaled sharply, and I could hear the strain and need flowing through him. “It’s…I…it’s…”
My boy’s brain wasn’t running at top speed. “Perfect.”
“Insane.”
I just laughed and pulled him so his back was pressed against my chest. “It’s not insane if we like it. You like the idea, don’t you?”
He nodded slowly. “Scary…not weird…scary.”
“We’re going to take it one step at a time.” Carefully walking us deeper into the room, I closed the door and let him look around for a moment. The space was almost empty, the only furniture a small wardrobe for storage and a St. Andrew’s Cross mounted in the middle of the room.
I continued moving toward the beautifully carved piece until we were right in front of it. “Step up. See how it feels against your skin.”
He gave it one last look, then closed the distance. It was only inches, but it probably felt like the longest step of his life. When he finally stopped, the touch of the cool wood against his chest made him shiver.
“Stretch out your arms.” I couldn’t help the groan that escaped as he slowly brought his arms up against the frame. “God, you’re beautiful.”
Eric was silent as I carefully strapped his arms to the frame. “You look…stunning.”
He turned his head to look at me, excited but nervous. His eyes were wide and filled with arousal, but he was biting his lip in that sweet way that made me want to kiss him. Running my hands over his back and arms, I just stood there for a moment, letting him know he wasn’t alone…we were doing this together.
“You have your safewords for a reason, remember that. If you get overwhelmed, you need to tell me.” We were still using the basic red, yellow, and green because he’d had a hard time picking something different out. He’d shrugged and said there were too many choices.
He nodded, still chomping away on his sexy red lips. I brought one hand up and ran my thumb over his mouth. “No hurting my boy.”
Eric gave me a smile and rested his head against the wood. “That’s your job, huh?”
“You’re going to love the way this hurts, Baby. I’m going to push you right to the edge.”
“Of sanity or orgasm?” He laughed as I reached down and gave his ass a pinch. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Naughty, cheeky boy.” Pushing his shorts down, I bared his ass, but didn’t strip him completely. He was even sexier this way. Somehow, half-dressed could be even sexier than completely naked. Bringing both hands to his beautiful bottom, I kneaded his cheek, letting my fingers tease at his hole until he was writhing and begging.
There were other straps I could have used to secure him completely, but we weren’t going to play with anything that required him to be immobile. I also wanted to ease him into restraints like this and not just jump in headfirst. Next time, I’d strap him down completely and tease him until he was crazy.
“I’m heading over to the cabinet. I’m not going far.” He wouldn’t be able to see me as I moved away, so I waited until he nodded to walk over to the wardrobe.
There was a sea of toys of all kinds, but I knew exactly what I wanted. I’d spoken with Ben earlier to make sure everything would be set up perfectly. There in the middle was the softest flogger the club owned. It would give him the lightest sting and heat up his skin but not much more than that. I was confident he’d like it and want to explore other things, but for the first time, I wanted to be gentle and leave him begging for more.
Grabbing a few more items, I shut the doors and went back to my sweet boy. He was doing his best to turn his head enough to see, but it wouldn’t work. “Are you trying to spoil my surprise?”
He jerked and moved his head back to face the wall. “I’m sorry, Master.”
“That’s better.” As I walked toward him, his excitement started to build and I could see shivers racing through him. The not knowing was pushing at his arousal, and we hadn’t even started. When I was standing behind him again, I reached up and let one finger trail down his spine.
He arched and then moaned as I got closer to his wonderfully displayed ass. I stopped just before I got to his hole, making his body clench as he fought to be good. The urge to beg was clear, and he barely restrained himself. “Good boy.”
I let the moment build, just standing behind him, silently letting the anticipation of what was to come grow in his brain. The waiting and the desperate need would be the part he remembered, long after the sting of the flogger had faded.
When I finally moved it close enough that the soft strands brushed against the top of his ass and up his back, his body jerked and another moan echoed through the room. No safeword, not that I expected one, so I continued.
Pulling it back, I started moving it rhythmically over him, letting it kiss his skin as I worked down his body. It brought the most beautiful flush to his skin, and even though the marks would fade quickly, it would be a sight I remembered forever.
“You look incredible.” It came out in a whisper, barely audible over the soft sound of the flogger and the gasps of pleasure that burst from Eric.
“It’s…I…Maaasster.” Words wouldn’t come, and as I finally aimed strictly for his ass, letting it fall a little harder, he groaned and his head fell back in pleasure.
“I knew you’d like my surprise.”
He was stunning.
The way his body moved, anticipating the next strike and then chasing it for more, was like watching a living work of art. The breathy moans and needy sounds of his desire filled the room between the soft swooshes of the flogger.
Concentrating on his ass until it was rosy and beautifully decorated, I could have watched him writhe for hours. For our first time, though, I didn’t want to push him too hard. Tossing the flogger to the floor, I grabbed the other surprises I had for him, sliding one in my pocket.
Eric couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to relax into the subspace I knew was pulling at him or beg for more of the sweet pain that he seemed to love. His body jerked and he thrust his ass out, whimpering and trying to find the words to plead for more.
When he heard the cap of the lube in the quiet room, he stilled and his body started to vibrate with desire. Needy little noises finally formed into words as he pleaded. “Please. Master. Please.”
One slick finger sank in deep, meeting no resistance as he pushed out greedily and moaned. “Oh, Maaasster.”
“I’m going to use my sexy boy. I’m going to fill you up and shoot deep inside you. It’s going to feel amazing, but you’re not going to get to come yet, Boy.” His body jerked and he shook his head but couldn’t find the words to beg for his orgasm. I reached one hand around and palmed his hard length. “This looks too sexy. I’m not going to let you go soft anytime soon.”
His back arched, thrusting his ass out, and his head fell back as I pleasured him. Teasing just at his prostate, I kept pushing him higher as I fucked him with one finger. It was never enough to have an orgasm so when I pulled out, he whined and started to beg before I could even add another.
The sound that tore out of him as I stretched his body and thrust my fingers in and out was magical. The need and desperation were stunning. As soon as he was stretched, which wasn’t long because of the plug he’d worn, I added a third. I was past the point of waiting, and when he finally figured out he was going to orgasm, I wanted to be buried deep inside him.
Pulling out, I had my pants open and my cock ready in seconds. He didn’t even get the chance to beg before I was easing into him. His body was still tight, but it pulled me in almost desperately. Once I was fully in him, I waited a heartbeat and then pulled out almost all the way, thrusting back in with an almost punishing rhythm.
Neither of us wanted me to go slow. Not that time.
Later I’d make love to him, slowly and tenderly. In that moment, I just wanted to take him, and he wanted me to own him. I knew his ass would be tender, but every smack of my body against his red cheeks sent him flying higher.
All he could do was take it as I pounded into him with my fingers digging into his hips. He was going to have marks in the morning, and I was going to have fun kissing each and every one of them. But right then, I loved knowing the proof of my claiming would be there.
Kissing down the side of his neck while I pushed us both closer to the edge, I whispered how incredible he was…how beautiful…how responsive and how I loved the way he moved under the flogger. When I couldn’t wait anymore, I tilted his hips and pegged his prostate hard as I started to come.
He screamed out and clenched around me, shaking as his pleasure raced through him. The restraint around his cock kept cum from exploding out and kept him hard, but the pleasure still flooded him.
As I shot deep inside him, filling him, his body rode out the pleasure. Before I was completely soft, I pulled out, leaving him gasping and frustrated. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out a plug and quickly pressed it into his hole. “I’m going to keep you full of my cum until I’m ready to let you out of the cock ring.”
I traced one hand around his hip and pushed it into his shorts, teasing his aching dick. He gasped and his body jerked back and forth, trying to decide which pleasure he wanted more, the plug nestled deep in his ass or the teasing touch to his erection. I was going to decide for him, though.
He was going to have to wait for more of anything.
With a lingering kiss to his neck, I undid the restraints around his arms and helped him down. He was still riding high from the pleasure. His muscles were shaky and his eyes had a glazed look to them. “I’m going to get cleaned up, Boy, then we’ll go watch Conner get his spanking.”
It took a moment for Eric to find his balance, but when he was ready, I went back over to the wardrobe for a bottle of water for him and some tissues for me. When I was cleaned up, and he was still aroused but finally able to focus, I pulled him into my arms and gave him a tender kiss.
“Do you want to come back and play in here again? Explore more of the other toys?”
He blushed faintly but nodded. “Oh, yes…that was…amazing…”
“I’m glad. I loved seeing you like that, Baby.” He gave me a sweet smile and stretched up to kiss me.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Then I got a wicked little grin. “Conner’s going to be jealous that I got a spanking before he did.”
Laughing, I had to agree. “He’s going to be insanely jealous, because you look incredible.”
He didn’t seem to be bothered that everyone would know what we’d been doing. He just leaned into me and cuddled, ready to tease his friend. I was so proud of him. The nervous boy who was hiding his needs and his submission was nowhere to be found. In his place was a confident sub who knew what he wanted and was doing his best to embrace it.
“I’m very proud of you, Baby.”
Eric gave me a tender look and smiled. “Thank you for helping me, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome, Baby, but I think you did all the work. I was just there to help you see that you could do it.”
“I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“You’ll never have to. Even though I know how capable you are with that quiet strength you carry inside, I’ll never make you take a single step alone. I’ll always be here for you.”
“You are the most incredible man, and every day I’m thankful that I found you. I love you, Daddy.” He gave me another sweet kiss and pulled away. “Now, come on. I have to get back at Conner for making me crazy earlier. Will you help me, Daddy?”
That wicked grin made me smile. “I will help you do anything, Baby.”
No matter what, I would be there for my sweet boy, and I was going to spend the rest of our lives showing him how loved he was, how special he was, and how strong he was. I was never going to let him forget.