6
Russell
I was havingmy weekly lunch with my best friend Nick when I leaned back in my chair and grinned at Nick’s question.
“So, how was your session with Ryan at the club?”
“The session went okay for a while. I had been flogging the backs of his legs and triggered him,” I admitted.
“Shit,” Nick murmured. He folded his arms and leaned forward on the table. “How did he react?”
“He locked up on me. He got lost for a little bit.” I reached for my glass of iced tea and knocked the lemon in before I took a sip. I could picture Ryan’s body tense and tight on the bench. “He had a nightmare the night before and the flogging triggered it. He was tense and embarrassed. My heart broke for him,” I explained.
“It was his first session at the club, right?”
“Yes. Even though I couldn’t finish with him, I am still very proud of him.”
“Ryan’s come a long way,” Nick commented.
“That, he has,” I agreed.
“There will be stumbles, Russell. You know that.”
“I do. I don’t regret anything that I did with him at the club. But, I will tell you something that you probably already know. I don’t like being so separated from him.”
“Talk with him. It might actually calm him down.”
“I’ve thought about doing that very soon. I just hate that he’s alone at night. Not only because of the nightmares, but when he’s alone, he second-guesses himself even more.” I paused to take another sip from my glass. “I’m ready to collar him, Nick.”
“I know you are. You’ve been ready. Ryan is perfect for you. He needs everything that you need to give. You were made for Ryan. You know how to handle him and love him.”
I leaned to the side of the chair and retrieved my phone from my pocket. I was about to show Nick some of the collar options that I have been considering for Ryan, when I noticed that my boy had sent me a set of texts that made me smile.
Ryan: I have a riddle for you. What changes size and has some hair on it?
Five minutes after the first text came his second text.
Ryan: My balls! I bet you were thinking it was my dick, you dirty man.
Ryan: But if you answered my dick, I’ll give it to you. That’s a right answer too.
Ryan: I didn’t mean that I would give it to you, like my dick or like fucking. I know you’re not into that, and I’m not either. I can’t do that. I just meant, I’ll give the point to you for guessing my riddle.
Ryan: I wish I could recall texts.
Ryan: Sorry.
My boy goes from being goofy and light-hearted to stressed out and tense. He knew that I was going to lunch with Nick and that’s why my text replies might be delayed. None the less, I always wanted to settle him and relax him when he needed it. I sent him a text before searching for the photos for Nick.
Russell: There is no need to apologize. I love the riddle, my boy. I happen to have a penchant for your dick and balls.
I scrolled through the photos to find the album that I had created just for ideas of collars that I had spotted for Ryan. I set the phone down on the table so Nick could see. I let him glance at all of them while I spoke.
“His collar should be as special as he is. I have already ruled out a traditional collar for him,” I told Nick.
“Even with your Dominant and submissive dynamic, you guys still have something very much your own. What you guys have isn’t a traditional Dom and sub relationship. So, I can completely understand why a traditional collar is out of the question,” Nick agreed.
“Ryan is deeply comforted by wearing the play collar. When he wears it, I know he feels more connected to me. He feels safe and secure in being him. When I remove it, I can almost feel the tension and insecurity reappear. But I know that it would be difficult for Ryan to wear something like his play collar to work. I want him to be comfortable with it.”
