I turned my head to the side when I heard a muffled whine. Brandon stood about ten feet away from me with his hand in his boxers. He was also watching Elise with Joshua. I personally didn’t know a lot about Brandon yet, and what little I did know was information from Joshua. I only knew that Brandon was barely old enough to be a club member and that James very quickly had taken him in. Since James had taken Brandon in, that kind of made him like a little brother. In some sort of twisted way, I suppose.
I moved along the wall closer to Brandon to show camaraderie, but also to keep some distance. Joshua told me that Brandon could use the support and friendship of fellow bottoms as a lot of what he knows about the lifestyle is false.
“It’s hot, huh?” I whispered to Brandon.
When he looked at me, I gestured with my head toward the room where Elise was. Brandon nodded and slowly pulled his hand out of his boxers. I could tell that he felt like he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I worked quickly to try and reverse the guilt that he now had.
“Hey, it’s okay,” I said quietly and then pointed to my pants with the zipper down. “I’m over here in the same boat as you are,” I whispered.
He nodded and slowly moved his hand back inside his pants. I began rubbing on myself again at the sound of Elise’s voice.
“Use that tongue, Joshua!” Elise barked.
Damn. Fucking use that tongue, Josh.
“You like pain?” I asked Brandon, trying to strike up a conversation of some common ground.
“Mmhmm,” he mumbled.
Brandon’s eyes were fixated on Elise and Joshua. His mouth was open to accommodate his heavy breathing and keep himself from sounding like he was panting. As Elise yelled out things that were intended to make Joshua feel bad, it turned me on even more. By the sounds and look of it, Elise’s humiliating talk was driving Brandon wild too.
“Suck that clit, Joshua!” Elise shouted.
I was all for rough play, and this wasn’t considered rough by a long shot; however, I even winced when Elise tightened her grasp on his hair and shook his head. Since James was still crouched by Joshua’s side, he reached his hand up and covered Elise’s with his. It was a silent reminder for her to be mindful of what she was doing. Elise recovered in a way that I thought was pretty hot. She slapped the crop down on Joshua’s hand that he had been using to stroke himself while he licked her pussy.
“Did I say that you could touch yourself, you pathetic piece of shit?” Elise shouted.
“No, Mistress Elise,” Joshua mumbled, playing the part of a disobedient sub well.
James probably had a discussion with Joshua before the session to let him know he would be a learning tool for Elise and her real life topping experience. Joshua was smart too, he could also manipulate a session, which is most likely why James selected him for the guided session.
“You need to make me come before you even think about coming, Mr. Worthless. Use that goddamn tongue!” she growled.
“Fuck,” Brandon mumbled.
I glanced over at him, and his head was leaned back against the wall and tilted upward. His eyes were closed, and his chest heaved while his stomach muscles tightened.Well. Brandon likes humiliation and degradation play. I smirked as he hurried past me, probably on the way to the locker room.
I now had my cock poking out from between my boxer brief pouch, and I continued to slowly stroke myself as Joshua devoured Elise’s pussy. It appeared that Joshua began to start using his tongue in just the right way because Elise started to moan out in pleasure. The sight of her with her head tilted back as she received oral sex nearly undid me. I began to imagine her at the coffee shop sitting at the table, talking to Liz while I licked her pussy under the table.
“Fuck,” I panted out as Elise moaned.
My orgasm snuck up on me, and I put my hand in front of my head to catch most of the cum. Thankfully, I had a handkerchief in my back pocket, which made for an easy click clean up. My dad told me to always keep one, and James told me that a gentleman always has one on hand. I’m sure, for times just like these. I folded up the handkerchief and put it in my messenger bag that was still slung over my shoulder and across my body.
I took a deep breath as James wrapped up the session and discussion with Elise. James pointed out the reminder on safety, and I was a bit surprised that Elise hadn’t really apologized about it other than saying she would keep it in mind.
She hadn’t said that she’d adhere but would keep it in mind. My coffee shop friend was dark and dangerous. It called to me on so many levels.
“We’ll meet tomorrow for coffee and to further discuss the session,” James told Elise.
“Great, thank you for your tips and guidance tonight. And Joshua, thank you for finally using that tongue,” Elise smiled and headed to collect her bag near the door.
I frowned as I realized that that appeared to be it and her dismissal. Wasn’t she going to—
“Elise,” James caught her. “This would be the opportunity that you would spend some time with your bottom and session partner. You would want to make sure that they felt okay, or if they had any abrasions that needed tending to.”
Yeah, the aftercare. I was waiting for that.
“Okay,” Elise said and walked back to Joshua.
