“My hands are bound,” Nate reminded shakily. “Kaz, please.”
“You think saying my name will get you out of this?” He shook his head. “Just because I like the sound of it coming from you, doesn’t mean shit after the stunt you just pulled.”
“Untie me and I’ll—”
“Punch me again,” Kaz said, and it was clear he was certain of that fact. “You’ll take a swing, maybe make it to the hallway, and I’ll be forced to drag you back here by the hair. You’ll end up on all fours with me fucking you raw.”
He shuddered, knowing there was nothing untrue about that statement. If Kazimir was telling him that’s what would happen, that’s what would happen.
“I can’t do anything with my hands tied,” Nate desperately told him.
“Use your thighs.” He grabbed his legs and pushed them together, yanking so that Nate fell onto his back, arms squished beneath him. After he’d settled the backs on his knees over his right shoulder, Kaz motioned down at him. “You’re soft right now. Rub your thighs together. Hurry up, the cream’s already drying and I want it coating your cock.”
It was awkward and embarrassing, but Nate’s arms were already hurt from lying on top of them, and he didn’t see a wayout of this other than doing what he was told. It was difficult to trap his dick enough, and he wasn’t entirely sure he was doing anything other than squeezing himself uncomfortably, but Nate kept at it until Kazimir grunted in satisfaction.
The Devil squirted another glob of the cream onto Nate’s base, but instead of ordering him to rub again, he dropped Nate’s legs and got off the bed a second time. He maintained eye contact with Nate as he slipped the button of his jeans open and pulled down his fly. Unlike in the bar, he didn’t just pull himself free and leave it at that, stepping out of his clothes until he was just as naked as Nate was.
“Good boys get rewarded,” Kaz said cryptically, stroking himself with a hand until he was long and hard, his flushed cock causing Nate’s mouth to go dry.
How the hell had all of that fit in him at the bar?! Up until then, he’d only ever played with the butt plug Kazimir had already discarded. It was small, less than three inches, just enough he’d felt like there was something back there when he’d masturbated and that was all. It certainly hadn’t ever provided the stretch and burn that Kaz’s cock had that night.
His dick twitched, and he felt himself swell a moment before a strange sensation tingled all over his shaft. With a frown, Nate pulled his gaze off of Kazimir and glanced down at himself.
“Bad boys,” Kaz continued, “get punished.”
Nate sat up and spread his thighs a little, too freaked out to be embarrassed. “What’s going on? It feels…weird.”
“Desensitizing cream,” he explained as he continued to work himself with measured pumps, the tip of his cock dripping precome the only sign he was into it. His voice was steady, and his expression was enigmatic as he watched Nate. “Originally, I brought it to use on your ass. I didn’t trust I would be able to hold back enough not to overly hurt you, and I figured youwouldn’t be drunk this time to help ease the sting so…As soon as I found this, though,” he nodded toward the fleshlight before picking it up, “the plan changed.”
Nate didn’t like it. He was hard, but at the same time those pangs of pleasure he’d typically be feeling were dull.
“If you want to know why I numbed your dick instead, you can just ask, babe.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re going to fuck until dawn, and you’re not going to be allowed to come until I say so. That’s what you get for turning me down. By the end of this, you’ll be begging me to be my boyfriend, Nate Narek. Begging me to take care of you.”
Nate watched with wide eyes as Kazimir suddenly came, aiming his cock into the fleshlight. He filled the toy with his come, the corner of his mouth tipping up wickedly at Nate’s shocked expression, clearly getting off on the fact he’d shocked him again. “Lube is something I didn’t bring,” he explained. “This should do the trick, though.”
When he planted a knee onto the edge of the mattress, Nate instinctively crawled back, trying to get away. Kaz was faster though.
He threw himself on top of Nate, pinning him down as he sheathed Nate’s dick in the fleshlight. The button on the top flashed purple as it was turned on, and then the toy started moving over him, sucking and compressing with just the right amount of pressure to have him fully erect in no time at all.
Kazimir laughed and planted a kiss on Nate’s jawline before he nipped him hard enough to startle him all over again. “How’s that, Pretty Boy?”
Nate shook his head against the pillow and stared sightlessly up at the ceiling. He could feel the toy sucking on him, knew he was turned on, but the sensations were there yet just out of reach.
“I don’t like it,” he admitted, lifting his hips off the bed in a poor attempt to gain more friction. He slipped deeper into the toy, but Kaz held him steady and didn’t turn the settings up any higher, so there was no stronger wave of pleasure gained from his efforts. A whine slipped past his lips and Kazimir kissed him again.
“Don’t cry yet,” he said. “I’m only getting started on you.”
Chapter 14:
Nate sobbed into the pillow as Kazimir thrust into him, pounding his hole past the point of pleasure and into that mixture of bliss with a dash of pain. He’d lost track of how many times they’d done this, but the pool of sticky fluids coating his entire body, turning to adhesive beneath his knees as he was bent over the ruined comforter on his bed, was an indicator it’d been a lot.
The fleshlight continued to suck on his dick, milking him for the third or fourth time despite the desensitizing cream. The first orgasm had taken over an hour for Nate to achieve, and the relief he’d felt after he’d blown his load had been the most intense part. In that moment, he’d foolishly believed Kaz would end things after.
He’d realized the truth since.
