God, I love him so much. He’s got that dominant energy that satisfies my craving to submit, but he’s still my best friend who always looks out for me. None of my encounters with doms I met online were ever this tender. Some were definitely hot, but a lingering wariness always kept me from fully letting go.
With Ran, it’s different. It’s weird to think, but I’ve never felt as safe or as cared for as I do right now, with a cold metal cage around my cock, a steel barbell through my tongue and a ring running through my taint.
I nod. “Mm-hmm.” The uncharacteristic tentativeness in his expression doesn’t change, though, until I lean over and brushhis lips with mine. At that, his face lights up with that grin I love so much it makes me ache.
He glances down between my legs again. “Would you try out the plug?”
“Now?”
“Yeah. I want to see what it’s like when you’re wearing that with the cage.” Ran looks at me, eyes hooded, as he reaches down and palms his cock through his jeans. “Maybe I want to see you in just alittlebit of pain.”
I can’t hold back a whimper as Ran’s words send my cock surging against the bars of that cage again. “Fuck,” I murmur. He grins as he reaches for his belt buckle.
“I know you can’t blow me right now, but maybe you could give me a hand,” he says. He pulls off his T-shirt and slides down his pants. His hard cock bobs up as soon as he frees it from his underwear.
The ache in my balls melds with the discomfort from those two piercings into a wonderful haze of something that’s notquitepleasure but not far off, either. My dick trying to get hard sends my body into a feedback loop from desire to denial and back again. It’s a little heady.
I realize I should pay attention because Ran is saying something. “Go get undressed. Put on one of the sexy pairs of underwear you have —I think a thong would be hot. I want to see the base of that plug filling your ass.” Settling onto the bed, he studies me for a minute. “And Babydoll?”
“Hmm?”
“I know you kind of had to be standing to get the cage on, but remember what I said about you coming in here?”
Hands and knees. The thought sends another futile pulse into my dick. I nod in response, keeping my mouth shut to hold in a sound of need.
“Oh, one more thing,” he says as I turn to go. “Bring the lube back in with you.” When I frown a little, I think he guesses what I’m thinking, because his face breaks into a devilish smile. “I’m sure you can figure out a way to carry it.”
A few minutes later, Ran lets out a groan and slides his hand over his cock in long, slow strokes as he watches me return. When I get to the doorway, I get down on my hands and knees, the display of submission sending a hot, constricted pulse of arousal to my trapped dick. I whine around the cap of the bottle of lube, which I grip with my teeth as I crawl across the floor to him.
24
AARYN
I’m lucky I don’t blow my load right then and there like a horny teenager when Errol drops to all fours, holding the bottle of lube by its cap in his mouth. I swear I can feel my pulse beating in my groin as I watch him crawl to me —just a perfect picture of sexy subservience, with the back of his red thong tight over the base of the plug in his ass. I tap at my screen to turn the vibration on and grab my cock by the base as Errol squirms and whimpers on the floor. I squeeze myself to the point of discomfort, because I need to cool myself down enough that I won’t explode before he even reaches the bed.
“Holy shit, baby —you look so needy and pathetic right now. Does that turn you on?” He whines around the cap in his mouth. I remember he’s trying not to talk too much because of his recently-pierced tongue. Thinking aboutthatsends another surge of blood into my cock.
“God, Babydoll,” I groan. “You have no idea how much it turns me on that you went and got pierced —twice — just for me.” When Errol reaches the bed, he rises to his knees and takes the bottle top out of his mouth. His lips curve up into a sly,sexy smile as he looks up at me, eyes glowing and expression expectant.
“C’mere.” I pat the mattress. Once Errol joins me, I wrap one of his hands around my cock, then grab the lube and drip some over the head.
“Stroke me for a little bit,” I say, making my tone demanding the way I know he likes. “That looked so hot when you were jerking both of us together that other time.” Errol lets out a little whimper as his warm palm slides up and down my slicked-up length.
I glance down between his legs and grin. “That big dick trying to get hard because you’re thinking about that?”
“Mm-hmm,” he nods.
“Shit, I don’t know why, but that’ssucha turn-on. I wanted you to get me hard so I could jerk off onto your face, but maybe it would be hotter if I just shot my load all over your caged, dripping cock.” Errol makes a low, keening noise in response, the sound wordless and hungry. I huff out a little laugh that turns into a groan when he speeds up his hand.
“Oh God, that’s good. Yeah, keep going —just like that,” I instruct him. “You feel how I’m getting even harder right now? That’s because I’m thinking about making you jerk me off every single time I want to come while your dick is locked up until those piercings heal. You’re going to take care of me whenever I get a hard-on.”
My words grow choppy, the sensation of Errol’s hand expertly working my cock bringing me closer to the edge. “I want you to think about the fact that you can’t even touch your cock while you’re getting me off.”
Errol had been looking down at my cock in his hand. At my words, he raises his eyes to mine. They’re dark, pupils blown with lust, and his cheeks are flushed. His lips part slightly. Myeyes skim over the rest of his body, drawn to the bright flashes of metal in his nipples and between his legs.
“You like this?” I ask.
“Yeah,” he whispers. “So hot.”
