“What is it, Toy?”
Ugh, he’d make Finley say it. He always had.
“Can I please have your cock?”
“Yes.” Kage slid his fingers in and out of Finley’s hole. Two, maybe three, Finley couldn’t tell. He didn’t care.
Two leather-clad digits slid into Finley’s mouth in a grip that pulled his head back and forced him to arch his back. He moaned around them, tasting leather as he relaxed his ass to accept Kage’s slicked cock.
“Good thing I promised it hard and fast. Watching you squirm today while remaining such a good Toy throughout the session made me want to fuck you then and there. On the floor of the club and for everyone to see that you are mine.” Kage pushed in all the way on a grunt.
Finley closed his eyes and thrust back, mumbling around Kage’s fingers. “Fuck me as hard as you love me, Kage.”
“I can’t. I’d break you.”
“You already have.” Finley whimpered, dancing on the edge of being overwhelmed.
“Shhh. I don’t need much right now, and neither do you.” Kage slid his fingers out of Finley’s mouth and gripped his hips in a bruising hold. “Jerk your cock and come with me.” He pulled out halfway, then slammed back into Finley over and over again. Their bodies slapped as Finley worked his dick until orgasm hit him like a wave of love and lust mixed into one. He came on the sheets and Kage continued to fuck through the pulsing of his ass muscles around his cock. He spilled into Finley and they collapsed on the bed with Kage still buried deep.
“I don’t feel like going anywhere,” Finley mumbled.
“Not yet. But I want to see you walk through the club knowing your ass is full of my come with a plug holding it all in.”
“Fine.” Reaching for Kage’s hand, Finley groaned. “You’re scarily good at convincing me to do stuff.”
After a half-hour snuggle, Kage’s phone vibrated with a message, and he rolled over to check it. “Rod says they’reheading to the lounge. I’ll let him know I’ll just plug you and we’ll be there.”
“Don’t—”
“Just kidding, I won’t.” Kage turned his phone to show Finley the text saying they’d be there in ten minutes.
Finley frowned. “You know what? You can tell him.” Finley put his head back on the pillow and lifted his ass up. He truly didn’t care, or rather took pride in sharing his submissive side in the confines of the club and amongst his friends. He’d never been as open and comfortable about his sexuality and sex life as he was now. It was insanely freeing.
Rod and Caleb were waiting for them at a crescent-shaped booth that could easily fit eight people. Instead, Caleb took up half of it as he lay sprawled on his front, his red ass on display in a neon green jockstrap.
The network of people who’d met though kink was intricate, and Finley was learning that if someone was close with the group of his friends, they had to be good company.
“How did you like the scene?” Caleb asked in lieu of introductions. To be fair, they’d texted and chatted on video before, so they weren’t strangers.
“It was intense. And beautiful at the same time,” Finley said, as he took a seat on the crimson leather.
“Did you both get your rocks off after?” Caleb grinned, propping his chin on his hand.
Rod smacked Caleb’s red ass, making him yelp and give him a playful glare. “That hurt! You’ll make me hard again.”
Kage chuckled, but squeezed Finley’s thigh in a grounding “you don’t have to take the bait” gesture.
But Finley was in awe of the openness and he craved it for himself. “We did. Thanks for the show. I love your matching tattoos.”
“I tattooed us both.” Caleb reached for his beer with a straw that allowed him to drink in his position. “Oh! I can tattoo you guys too! I have my kit with me in the trunk.”
“I don’t know,” Finley said, when internally he was screamingyesalready. His body was littered with ink, but Kage had none, so Finley wouldn’t want to pressure him.
“I won’t judge.” Caleb shrugged one shoulder. “Even if you ask me to tattooKage’s sluton your ass cheek.”
“Caleb!” Rod lifted a hand to smack Caleb’s ass, but Caleb wiggled away.
“What? I’m serious. I tattooed a dude’s asshole last week! Not the actual rim, but a sun around it. Guess they wanted their sun fucked.” He giggled. “It was tricky to position myself during the work but it ended up looking awesome. Next week I have a guy wanting a snake on his dick. No joke.”
