“I got you a card and a littlegift.”
Russell smiled broadly and put his arm around me, taking the card and package from myhand.
“Let’s get out of the entryway,” he said and began to guide us to the kitchen. But when we reached the hallway, he paused and motioned for me to follow him down thehall.
Were we going to go get my play collar?Was that why he was guiding us to hisbedroom?
When we got to his room, he made a gesture with his hand toward the mirror, and then he began walking to his couch in the corner. Were we going to play? Was I supposed to undress, or just get the collar? The only way for me to not mess this up was toask.
“Are we going to have a sessiontoday?”
A smile appeared on his face and before he answered, I got the feeling that he had been happy with me for asking, then he confirmedit.
“I’m very pleased that you asked, Ryan. It shows me that you’re using that voice of yours when you aren’t clear. I love it. And yes, my boy, I intend to take you into the playroom as soon as you’reready.”
Yes! He was proud of me, and we were going to play. I tried to keep my motions slow, as it’s what he preferred, plus it was his birthday and I wanted to make him happy. I undressed in front of the mirror and once I was completely naked, I even risked a peek at my eyes in the mirror. I moved my hand from one pec to the other and watched Russell in the mirror as I did so. He leaned against the backrest with an elbow propped up on the arm of the couch and watched meintently.
I took my clothes to the closet, hung them up, and then as I started out of the closet, I almost forgot my charm. I retrieved it from my wallet and then picked up my play collar from his nightstand. As I neared the couch, Russell moved to the edge of hisseat.
I got down on my knees between his outstretched legs and sat back on my heels to offer him the charm and the collar. He patted the side of my head and smiled at me. While I watched him attach my charm to the play collar, I chastised myself silently for not having paid more attention to videos on kneeling. I was sure Leonard would show me how to properlykneel.
“Come here, Ryan,” heinstructed.
I got off my heels and kept still as I knelt close enough to him that my thighs and dick were pressed against the front of the couch. He quickly buckled the collar around my neck. He gripped the collar and tugged me closer to him before he placed a rough kiss against my lips. I felt myself start to sway, but Russell had his hand firmly on the collar; he wouldn’t let mefall.
“Relax,” hesaid.
Russell pushed my shoulders gently so I took the hint that I could sit back more comfortably. He picked up his birthday card and opened it. A genuine laugh boomed from his chest as he read what I had written tohim.
“Thanks for taking my holes away,” he repeated as he shook his head. “I love the card, Ryan.” He leaned forward, kissed my forehead, and whispered, “And I understood everything you meant by it. Also, I loved the song you sent me this morning. The lyrics are perfect in so many ways.” I really believed that Russell did know and understood all of the things I had said with my clever phrase and thesong.
“Alright, so let’s see what’s in the package,” he said and picked up the tissue wrapped cock ring. After he pulled the tissue paper away, the silver cock ring lay in his hands. A huge grin appeared as he tilted it in different directions and watched the ball bearings move and beat against one another. “This is beautiful,Ryan.”
“Yeah? You likeit?”
“Very muchso.”
“I picked it out for you to use on me.” I swallowed hard and began to wonder if that was a selfish gift. “If you want. I mean, you can use it if you’d rather.” I realized that I had nervously been rubbing my thumb over the material of his pants on one of his knees. I quickly pulled my hand away as I eyed the cock ring in his hand. “Sorry,” Istammered.
Russell wrapped his hand around the hand I had on his knee. He leaned forward, kissed me, and put my hand back on hisknee.
“Why theapology?”
“I…I didn’t mean to tell you what to do with the gift, or it’s intended use. It’s for you to do as you’dlike.”
“No apology is necessary. You were expressing what you had been thinking when you picked it out. You picked out a high-quality ring, I’m veryimpressed.”
“Idid?”
“Indeed. Let me show you.” He let the ring lay flat in his hand so the edge with something stamped on the side was visible. “See this stamp?” I nodded. “This means the metal is hospital grade stainless steel. This will hold up against any fluid or lubricant.” Oh. “It’s also resistant to heat and cold. Which means it can be warmed or cooled, and also withstand the dishwasher.” I mentally gave myself a pat on the back for inadvertently selecting a great cock ring. “On top of that, the inside that will rest against the flesh is closed. Fluids, like lube or sweat, won’t get trapped between. It won’t be irritating towear.”
“I’m glad it’s a goodring.”
“Me too. Stand up,” heurged.
When I stood, he reached out and took hold of my dick with one hand and ran his thumb up and down the shaft a few times. He expertly shimmied the ring down my quickly hardening dick until it was snug at the base. Russell nudged me to take a step back, so he could get a better look. He put his hand on my side, and his fingers wrapped around to my lower back. I felt the heat rising from my neck as his eyes focused on my new steelaccessory.
“Outstanding,Ryan.”
