Leonard: Blowinghim.
I sat up in bed and held my stomach. It definitely hurt now. I couldn’t dothat.
CouldI?
No, Icouldn’t.
I twisted to the side and closed out the videos that I had been watching. No longer was I in the mood to watch anything. I popped online and saw April and Kim were both there.Thankgod!
Leonard: I take that as ano.
“Take it however the fuck you want to take it, you goddamn perfect fucking asshole,” I said under my breath to him. I knew he couldn’t hear me, but it still felt good tosay.
Leonard: Well, if you need any tips and pointers on how Russell wants to be serviced, let meknow.
Had he blown Russell before? Part of me wanted to ask, and part of me in no way wanted to know theanswer.
But really, who was I kidding? Russell could have anyone he wanted. He didn’t need to mess with me when he could have perfect guys, likeLeonard.
Leonard: Has he shown you how to kneel for himyet?
Ryan:No.
Leonard: Really? That’ssurprising.
I had about had it with him fortonight.
Ryan: Hey, I need to get going. Long day andall.
Leonard: No problem. If you’d like, I’ll text you some video links of some stuff Russellloves.
Ryan: Sounds good,thanks.
I tossed my phone on the bed and leaned forward over my knees and thought about what Leonard had said. Leonard seemed to know a lot of stuff about Russell. He knew the strap had been Russell’s favorite and that he liked to playhard.
But, that all could be common knowledge anyone could possess from the club he belonged to or just from attending one of hisparties.
Was I holding Russellback?
I’d seen some people and their play sessions at Russell’s parties, and I knew that the sessions that Russell and I had were anything but rough or hard yet. So, maybe I was holding himback.
Leonard asked about kneeling; Russell hadn’t said anything to me yet about that. Maybe he didn’t really want me likethat.
But, he said he loved me. I didn’t think he’d just say that if he hadn’t really meant it. Though, maybe he said it because he knew the right things to say to me to get me to do things he had wanted. He knew everything aboutme.
And “servicing.” Holy fucking shit.Servicing.
My mind ran wild, and with each passing second, I felt sicker. I carefully turned around and looked at the bright screen of my cell phone when I heard another text comingin.
Leonard: Since you don’t have much experience, here are some video links on tips for servicing. Let me know if you want to practice. I won’t tell Russell. It’ll be one bottoms’ secret toanother.
Bottom? I wasn’t a bottom. Russell even said that I wasn’t a bottom. A bottom can have multiple Tops. That’s not me. He said I washis.
Ryan: I’m not abottom.
Leonard: No? Forgive methen.
Anger started to boil in my veins as I stared at the screen, but I passively replied and hoped he’d leave me the fuck alone rightnow.
