“You did,” Xander said. His hands rested on Wright’s knees now. They were both sitting crisscross on the bed, facing each other. “I’m so proud of you, baby.”
“We’re going to end there,” his therapist said. “Because I might live two states away, but even I can feel the tension in the room.”
Wright opened his mouth to deny, but Xander’s laugh filled the room. “She’s not wrong. But I will let you finish talking, okay? I’m going to go change this rope out for something else.”
It wasn’t until Xander was out of the room and it was just him and his therapist that the words sank in. He sat up straighter and looked from the laptop to the bedroom door and back. Megan laughed this time. “Did it take you that long to get what he said?”
“Yeah, it did.” Wright moved the laptop back where it was before Xander came in so it focused on just him.
“You’re cute, Wright.” Megan was closer to Patrick’s age and sometimes it showed. She spent a couple more minutes talking about what she wanted for their next appointment and double checking that he was okay. He lifted up his wrists, taking turns to hold each in the opposite hand. There were no marks, no pain. He was good. They ended the session and Wright put his laptop away.
He couldn’t see the barn from the bedroom window so he wasn’t sure when Xander was coming back. But he wanted to be ready for whatever. He rushed to the bathroom and stripped out of his clothes. He’d taken a shower earlier, but this hadn’t been in the plan for this evening. Xander had, as previously discussed, taken Wright on Wednesday, out of the blue. They’d barely made it to the couch before Wright was sitting on Xander’s lap, back to front, spread out and being filled. The door to the hallway was open and he could smell the food. Xander must have pulled it out of the oven before walking outside.
“You took forever!” Wright’s voice called out ten minutes later when he heard Xander walk inside again. He was lying onthe bed already, naked and so ready. “I had enough time to go pee and clean up a bit before you got back.”
Xander was laughing when he entered the bedroom. He held up two different colored ropes. They weren’t the worn ones that they’d been using with the horses. “I had to dodge my brother and sister-in-law for this. They were sitting on the porch and asking what I was getting from the truck.”
“I can only imagine how that conversation would have gone,” Wright said. His laugh was cut off when Xander leaned down from the side of the bed and kissed him. Xander kissed him deeply and sweetly. It was everything he could want from a person in a single kiss. He swiped his tongue over Xander’s bottom lip and then moaned when he started his favorite trail down the side of his neck. Before Wright realized, Xander was hovering over him.
“You know how proud I am of you?” Xander’s beard scratched against Wright’s skin when he nuzzled the crook of his neck and shoulder. His whole body shivered with need. “You’re so strong. So amazing. So beautiful.”
“Keep sweettalking and I might let you fuck me,” Wright said jokingly. His hands brushed down the back of Xander’s shirt, bunching up the hem to get it over his head.
“You just have a natural way with words,” Xander said with a shake of his head. “Now, are you sure you are ready for this?”
Xander sat back on his heels and held up the blue rope. It was definitely new. The brown one was lying on the bed next to him. Inanimate, not hurting him. He smiled when he realized that there wasn’t even an ounce of fear in his body or mind at the thought of what they were about to do.
Wright stretched his hands above his head and smiled. “So ready.”
Xander shifted on the mattress to where his thighs were straddling Wright’s chest. Before he could fully think throughwhat he was doing, Wright moved his hands to Xander’s thighs. He rubbed his hands up to the waistband, keeping eye contact with the older man the entire time. It was almost comical; Xander held his hands out with the rope hanging over Wright’s head and stared down at him while Wright’s fingers moved slowly. He grabbed the band and tugged both the shorts and briefs down.
“Oh fuck,” Wright said. “If I thought you were big before, this angle is… Damn.” Wright licked his lips. He couldn’t pull the shorts and boxers down any more with Xander’s legs spread like they were, but it was enough. He brushed his finger over the head and looked back up at Xander. “I’m so ready for all of this, Xander.”
“Let me do this first,” Xander said with a small chuckle, but Wright saw how his cock twitched at his words. Wright moved his arms back up over his head and Xander positioned both of them until they were diagonally in the bed. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to watch Xander’s face or his cock. Both were equally turning him on. He wouldn’t be surprised if Xander moved and he had a puddle of cum on his skin already. “Wrap your fingers around the rope, gorgeous. You remember the safe word?”
“Cowboy,” Wright said enthusiastically. Xander rolled his eyes but Wright laughed because he knew it annoyed him that he refused to change it. Wright liked riling Xander up. Just a little. It usually ended with them in a playful fight or the one time Wright was pinned against the wall of the supply room, his legs wrapped around Xander’s waist. That had been a great day of work.
“Pull on the rope and make sure you’re comfortable with it,” Xander instructed. “I’m serious about this, Wright. I know we like to joke and have fun, but if at any point you are uncomfortable you need to tell me.”
“I will,” Wright said. He showed Xander that he was pulling on the rope. It was loose, like the last one during his therapy. He could easily slip out of it if he needed to. If he uncurled his fingers, his wrists would be free. He could tell in Xander’s tone that he was still slightly hesitant about doing this and he didn’t want to do anything to deter him. Wright knew he was ready for this. Knew that it was what he wanted.
Without warning, Xander rolled off of him completely. Wright turned his head to watch him. He finished pushing off his clothes and grabbed the lube out of the drawer, tossing it onto the bed. Wright’s nerves started coursing through his body again when a thought popped into his head. “Xander?”
He turned his head to look at Wright, a strip of condoms in his hand. “What is it?” His voice was full of concern.
“It’s nothing about this.” Wright lifted his arms slightly to motion about the ropes. “I just- Would you be comfortable skipping the condom? You know I’m negative and I trust you.”
“Same,” Xander said. “I was checked before I moved back to the ranch. But are you sure?”
“Yes, please.” Wright tugged on the rope around his hands and smiled. He watched Xander pick up the other rope. They were both only two feet at most, just enough to tie a limb or two together. He took a steadying breath, smiling to reassure Xander when he eyed him closely. He moved to the bottom of the bed and wrapped a hand around one of Wright’s ankles.
“I’m going to tie one foot,” Xander explained. “You’re going to be able to move just enough to roll on your side, but only when I tell you to. Got it?”
“Yes,” Wright said. He watched in amazement as Xander lifted his leg and bent slightly to kiss his ankle. Wright never thought he’d be a foot guy, but with Xander keeping eye contact as he kissed across the top of his foot and to the outer ankle, he could get into it. Only with his man, though. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
“I haven’t done anything,” Xander said incredulously. He lowered his foot back on the mattress and slipped the rope around it, crossing the ends underneath. There was no place to tie it to the footboard, but Wright watched the top of Xander’s head as he bent his knees and secured it to something. Wright felt the slight tug and it was a moment of realization that he couldn’t move his leg. It was tighter than the one around his hands, but still not too bad. “Are you good? Is that too tight?”
“No, it’s fine.” Wright continued to watch Xander. He stripped out of his shorts finally and all thoughts of not being able to move left his mind.
