I bent down, nipping Danny’s ear, then biting my way down his neck to his collarbone. “You make me want to break all my rules, Danny. I can’t remember the last time I had a boy as gorgeous as you; so compliant. Your top is a lucky man.”
“I’m the lucky one,” Danny insisted, his voice raspy. “Break your rules with me, doctor. I know he’ll understand. Help me show him that I won’t mind if he uses me for his little cum receptacle.”
“Yeah, youwantthat, don’t you? The idea of having load after load filling you up has you ready to come for me.” I curled one hand around his shaft and the other around mine. He whimpered every time my dick tapped against the edge of the speculum, pushing the metal deeper inside his body. “I’m going to send you home with that first load. You’ll feel me inside of you, along with all that lube I gave you earlier. That way, your Sir can pull out the plug and bury himself inside your body.”
“But you said…you promised you…” It was impossible for Danny to think when I pressed my thumbnail into his slit. He hissed in pain before his entire body shook with pleasure. “Do that again. Please.”
“I’m going to make an appointment for your next visit once we’re done getting you ready to go,” I told Danny. “Next time, I’m going to pull out the sounding kit and see how much you can take. You’ll come so hard for me, you’ll shoot the rod into my hand, won’t you?”
Danny was quickly losing the ability to speak. He rocked back and forth, chasing my grip around his shaft. “Fuck. Please, Sir, fuck me. I need it so bad.”
“No, I meant it when I said I wouldn’t do that with you.” I smacked his ass again. This time, I doubted his cry was purely pleasure. The end of the speculum twitched as his ass contracted around it. “I’m going to fill you, but the next dick you take is going to be the last one you get to feel in your hole. It’s time to come for me. Let me see how far you can shoot.”
I steadied myself with a hand on Danny’s hip as I thrust into my fist. When my balls tightened and I felt energy shoot down my spine, I held my tip less than an inch away from his gaping hole. I threw my head back and came with a roar, hanging onto every last one of Danny’s moans.
As I flopped over his body, I saw his chest painted with ropes of cum. I dragged my fingers through the mess before feeding it to him.
I was the one who slipped out of character first. “You really are a dirty boy. I don’t know how in the hell I got so lucky, but I promise I’m going to prove how strong I believe you are.”
I stopped Danny when he tried rolling onto his side. He winced when the implement still impaling him moved. “Oh right. I forgot about that.”
“You’re unbelievable.” I shook my head and bent down to kiss him tenderly. “Let me grab the plug so we can clean up and get out of here.”
“You’re really going to—” he gaped at me when I held up a clear glass plug with a rose crafted into the base. He held out his hand, turning it over as he inspected the artistic flare. “This is too pretty to put there.”
“I happen to disagree,” I informed him. “Someone as amazing as you deserves all the beautiful things, even when it comes to plugs. Now, give it back so we can get out of here.”
“You’re going to make me wear that out of the room?”
“Well, yeah, we wouldn’t want cum and lube dripping down your thighs, would we?” I scooped up the mess that had already seeped out and used it to coat the plug. Danny held himself open, allowing me unobstructed access. He whimpered as the widest part of the plug entered him. The neck of the plug was wide enough it would have burned if he wasn’t so loose and stretched already. “Let’s get you dressed. The only thing that kept me from taking you right there on the table was wanting to take my time with you.”
“You’ve taken plenty of time already.” Danny winced when he sat up. I could only imagine how that plug was hitting him inside. He draped his arms over my shoulders and wrapped his legs around my waist. “Please, Sir. I don’t know how much longer I can wait to haveyouinside me.”
12
Danny
As if itwasn’t bad enough that the plug in my ass jostled with every step, Blake seemed determined to get me off again before we got to my place. We’d agreed that neither of us was in any shape to drive, and that the walk down the block would help us keep our hands to ourselves.
Only one of us managed to exercise restraint. Blake’s hand started at the small of my back and slipped lower with every step, until the tips of his fingers pressed obscenely against the base of the plug. I’d moan, and he’d reposition his hand, asking me what was wrong. If I didn’t know better, I’d think the man had a sadistic streak.
“Quit fidgeting,” Blake scolded me as he unlocked the door leading up to my apartment. “You’re going to draw attention to yourself. You wouldn’t want anyone knowing that you went to see that doctor without my permission, would you?”
“Umm…” We hadn’t talked about extending the scene beyond the club, so I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to answer. My dick, on the other hand, had no such issues. It was tenting the front of my shorts obscenely. The plug in my ass would be the least of my concerns if anyone walked up on us. “No, Sir. But I thought…”
“Are you supposed to think?” When he rounded on me, I flinched, not because I thought Blake would hurt me but because I was momentarily thrown into the past. He glared at me, his gaze flicking dismissively toward my erection and then back to my face. “We had an agreement that you were going to trust me to decide when the time was right.”
“I swear, I didn’t do it to upset you,” I pleaded. Even though I knew he was playing with me, hearing his disappointment fucked with my head. It was only the lust and affection in his gaze that anchored me to the moment. “Mav told me he was the best doctor, and I was worried that there might be something wrong with me. He promised that anything we did was strictly professional.”
Blake held the door open, ushering me up the stairs. The hallway was dark and smelled musty. The thick layer of dust set off a sneezing fit that nearly buckled my knees. Every time I sneezed, my ass clenched around the plug, reminding me of the messDoctor Bhad left there for later.
“When we get inside, you’re going to strip and sit down on one of the kitchen chairs.”
I swallowed hard and squeezed my eyes shut. The thought of sitting on a hard chair with a plug in my ass sounded like torture.
“And once you’ve had some time to think about what you did and why I’m upset, you’re going to tell me everything that doctor did to you and what he had to say,” he warned me. His lack of touch was almost more startling than the way he couldn’t help but play with my ass when we were walking down the street. He paused at the door, and his expression softened as he turned to face me. He cradled the back of my neck, pressing his forehead to mine. “Is this okay?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered. My voice shook, exposing my fear.
