“Thanks,” Billy said. He didn’t try to get away, but after a few minutes Nick released him.
Billy felt his gut clench in arousal when Nick spread his booted feet and reached down to grope his cock. The alpha didn’t say anything—he didn’t need to—the subtle tilt of his head was the only instructions Billy needed. He sank off the couch to his knees and crawled into the V of Nick’s thighs, grasping the alpha’s muscular legs and leaning in to nuzzle at his cock.
The smell hit him hard, and Billy cursed the cage holding his cock captive. Nick let out a rumbling laugh, like he knew exactly how much Billy was suffering and was enjoying it immensely.
“Two more days and you get to cum,” Nick said, rubbing Billy’sscalp with the tips of his fingers. “If you keep on being a good boy.”
Moaning, mouthing on Nick’s cock and working it through his suit like an expert, Billy prepared to show Nick exactly what a good boy he could be.
Nick wasn’t going to know what hit him.
It was Christmas Eve, and Nick and Billy were having an early dinner in Nick’s apartment.
“So…” Nick said, arching his brow and looking devious. “Are you ready to head into the living room and open your present?”
Billy swallowed and nodded. “Sure,” he said, his voice coming out hoarse. There were butterflies in his stomach—both at the thought of Nick opening his present, and at the thought of what Nick might have gotten him. Judging from the alpha’s look and the way he groped his cock, Billy guessed it was something sexual.
He couldn’t wait.
“Let’s go then,” Nick said, rising from his chair and waiting for Billy to do the same. Billy shuddered when Nick put a hand on the back of his neck as they walked into the living room, the grip controlling and firm.
“Do you want to go first?” Nick asked as he sat down on the couch, stretching his legs out in front of him and crossing his shiny boots. He made no move to collect his present and hand it to Billy.
“Okay,” Billy said, his cock pushing against the cage Nick would be taking off in the morning. “Should I just…?” Henodded toward the present.
“Bring it over here and sit next to me, then you can open it.” Nick licked his lips and grinned, one arm stretched over the back of the couch where Billy was supposed to sit, his hand resting on his bulge. Billy watched as Nick circled his thumb over the head of his cock, and it wasn’t until Nick cleared his throat that he realized he’d been staring.
“Sorry,” he mumbled, blushing. He rushed to collect his present and sat down next to Nick. The alpha had wrapped his present in shiny black wrapping paper, a crimson ribbon holding the paper in place. It didn’t look very Christmasy, but it was veryNick.
Billy untied the ribbon and folded the paper away, revealing a black box. He placed the box on his lap and lifted the lid, bending his neck to look inside. Nick moved his arm so that his hand came down on Billy’s chest, pinning him to the couch.
“What is it?” Billy asked. Inside the box there was a velvet pillow, and on the pillow were a series of long metal rods. They ranged in size from the width of half a pencil, to one that was at least half an inch thick.
“They’re sounding rods,” Nick said, speaking into Billy’s ear. He was holding Billy pinned against his side and the couch, his voice dark with pleasure, but Billy still had no idea what his present was for. Nick laughed, low and amused.
“I’ll use them to fuck your cock,” he said, and Billy felt himself freeze. He must have misheard that. Nick couldn’t possibly mean to put the rods into his penis… could he?
“What?” he asked, turning his head and looking at Nick. The alpha was grinning wide, showing far too many teeth, and Billy felt like a lamb staring down a wolf.
“I’m going to tie you up, immobilizing you completely, and then I’m going to lube up the smallest rod and insert it into your cock until it reaches your prostate. You’re going to cum harder than you’ve ever come in your whole life.”
Billy shuddered, staring at the gleaming rods with a mix of horror and curiosity, wondering if Nick was playing a trick on him. Another look at Nick’s excited face assured him that wasn’t the case.
“Don’t worry. We’ll work our way up to it,” Nick said, taking the lid and putting it back on the box. He lifted the whole thing off Billy’s lap and put the box next to him on the other side of the couch.
“How about you give me my present?” Nick asked after a few seconds, Billy still feeling off balance at the prospect of having his cock fucked. He took a deep, shuddering breath and nodded.
“Okay.” Billy slid off the couch and walked over to the tree, picking up his present for Nick. He carried it over to the couch, feeling very self-conscious.
“Merry Christmas,” he said, handing the present to Nick. He didn’t sit back down, watching Nick with worry gnawing at his gut. He’d be so disappointed if Nick didn’t like what he’d made him.
Nick took the box and sat up, spreading his legs. Billy shifted from foot to foot, watching the space between Nick’s legs with naked longing, before giving in to his instincts and falling to his knees. He crawled into the space between Nick’s thighs, the alpha looking surprised and pleased at the subservient action.
“Good boy,” Nick said, his voice warm with approval, running Billy’s hair. Warmth spread through Billy’s chest and into his gut, hot and delicious, at the praise. “Now let’s see what yougot me.”
Nick ripped off the wrapping paper, showing none of the care Billy had for his present, and picked the lid off the box inside. He stared, licking his lips as his pupils expanded.
“Is this…?” Nick reached into the box and pulled out his present. It was a suit, made from supple leather, dyed a shade of crimson so dark that it was almost black. Billy had checked Santa’s Handbook carefully before making it, and the color was allowed.
