The impact of Nick’s palm on his ass knocked the breath out of Billy’s lungs and made his balls pull up painfully tight.
This was the best.
Nick manhandled Billy out of his clothes and lifted him onto the bench, strapping him down in record time. The sight of Billy’s tight little ass on display, cheeks opened just enough that Nick could see his hole twitching, was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.
If he could get off before Damon showed up, he’d be in a much better state of mind and able to deal with his old friend without getting jealous of his new position.
“Here’s the deal, boy!” Nick barked, making Billy jump. He walked around the hot little elf and crouched down in front of his face, grabbing him by the hair and pulling his head up.
“You look so fucking good like this,” he said fervently, leaning in for a hungry kiss. When he pulled back, Billy’s lips were red and puffy and he was gasping for air.
“What’s your safeword?” Nick asked. He traced Billy’s lips with a gloved finger as he waited for an answer.
“Red, sir. Yellow for slow down.” There was no hesitation. Nick grinned and shoved his thumb into Billy’s open mouth, curling it down and hooking it behind his lower teeth.
“That’s very good,” he said, curling the rest of his fingers under Billy’s chin and letting go of his hair. He loved how it made him feel, holding Billy’s jaw like this, spit running out of the cornerof the boy’s mouth. He used his free hand to pet Billy’s cheek.
“Are you ready for me to have some fun with your ass?” Nick kept his thumb firmly in place as he waited for Billy’s answer, stroking the gums over the back of his teeth.
“Yes, sir,” Billy mumbled, the words distorted by Nick’s occupation of his mouth.
“Good.” Nick let go of Billy’s jaw and smacked him on the cheek, just hard enough that it would sting. Billy looked at him with wide eyes, and Nick smirked. By the time Nick had him fully trained, Billy wouldn’t even blink at a gentle slap in the face.
Heading to the wall, feeling Billy’s eyes on him, Nick selected a medium sized deerskin flogger. The soft leather wouldn’t pack quite as much of a sting as cowhide or rubber, giving Nick just the warming effect he was looking for.
The whole point of this was to get Billy used to being flogged—to teach him how to enjoy it. It had to be a fundamentally good experience for Nick to consider the scene a success.
Walking back to the bench, Billy tracking his every move with tense excitement, Nick let the strands of the flogger trail over the bound boy’s back.
The reaction was beautiful. Billy closed his eyes and shuddered at the gentle touch, his toes curling as he gasped for breath.
“You like that,” Nick said. It wasn’t a question, but Billy made a humming sound of agreement anyway. Dragging the flogger down, the strands trailing down Billy’s back and over his ass, Nick let the leather just barely brush against Billy’s hard cock. The little stiffy was pressed down between Billy’s thighs, a string of pre-cum dripping from the tip and hovering over thefloor.
Pulling the flogger back, Nick let gravity pull the strands back to land on Billy’s cock. The boy jumped like he’d been tasered, crying out in shocked pleasure. Nick’s cock throbbed. He might whip Billy’s cock some day, but not yet. Not until he knew Billy could handle it.
“I want you to count.”
Nick moved so that the bulge of his crotch was pressed into Billy’s ass. He leaned down over the little elf’s back so that he was speaking directly into his ear. “Do you understand?”
The sound Billy made went right to his cock. Needy and desperate, he sounded almost like he was in pain.
“Billy?” Nick made his voice stern, and he could feel the tremor running through Billy’s body at the sound of it.
“I, ah… I understand,” Billy bit out. He already sounded wrecked, and Nick hadn’t even started. He ground his hips into Billy’s ass, licking a wet stripe up the boy’s neck before opening his mouth wide and biting down. Careful not to break the skin, Nick felt Billy’s pulse on his tongue, strong and fast, and grinned. Billy was frozen again, well aware of just how vulnerable he was.
Nick let go and pulled himself up, leaning his hips against Billy’s ass as he stretched his back. He let the flogger dangle over Billy’s ass again, teasing him with the soft leather.
It was time to get started. Nick stepped back, his balls tingling in anticipation, and swung the flogger in a wide arc, landing it right over Billy’s left cheek.
“Ow!” Billy cried out, though Nick was sure he was more surprised than hurt. It hadn’t been a hard blow. “One, sir!”
Nick grinned. “Good boy!”
He pulled the flogger back and hit him again, harder, on the other cheek. This time Billy let out a grunt, followed by a low moaning sound that had Nick’s balls feeling heavy and tight.
“Two, sir,” Billy said. He was clenching and unclenching his fists, wiggling his ass invitingly for Nick and his flogger.
“Do you like that?” Nick asked, moving closer and cupping Billy’s ass, feeling the hot flesh through his glove.
