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This was inspired by a true story, believe it or not. Though probably not in the way you'd think LOL
WARNING: Mild Kink
PAIRING: B/J
ADULTS ONLY
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“Sit down, Justin,” Brian said quietly as he led his blindfolded lover to the edge of the bed.
Justin complied, letting out a shaky breath, not of fear but anticipation. “Now, what?”
“Wrists,” Brian replied. He had to bite back a chuckle as Justin eagerly offered both arms, palms upward. He took his time securing the soft leather cuffs, making sure they were tight enough not to slide or chafe. “Ok?” he asked once he was satisfied.
Justin tried to flex his wrists and nodded with a small smile. “Yeah.”
Brian slowly stroked up his partner’s arms to his shoulders, then down the middle of his chest, bypassing the semi-erect cock and coming to rest on his thighs. Leaning in, he placed a gentle kiss on the unsuspecting lips. “I’m going to swing your legs up on the bed,” he informed the unseeing blond.
Justin swallowed once, and then nodded, his dick twitching at the thought of what was to come. Brian noticed the reaction and chuckled as he helped arrange his lover in a prone position. “Over a bit,” he instructed, smiling as Justin squirmed his way to the middle of the bed. “Ok, good.”
Once the younger man was settled, Brian picked up a length of chain from the nightstand and used it to hook the two wrist cuffs together. He then pulled his lover’s arms above his head and attached the chain to a steel bar running the width of the light fixture that served as a sort of headboard. Leaning back, he gazed as the smooth pale body stretched out before him. “You look hot,” he breathed.
“I want to see you,” Justin replied with a small smile.
“Soon,” Brian promised, punctuating the word with a quick kiss. He got onto the bed and moved to kneel between his lover’s legs. He picked up one of two contraptions lying next to him and proceeded to buckle Justin’s left knee into the soft leather brace before doing the same with the other. Each carefully crafted knee brace was adorned with a strong, metal d-ring and Brian attached another length of chain to each before leaning forward and kissing his lover once again. “Up we go,” he whispered. He lifted the chains and attached them with s-hooks to two sliding clamps on the bar. Glancing frequently at Justin’s expression, he adjusted the chains and clamps until the blond’s knees were pulled back just right, lifting his ass slightly off the bed and opening his thighs as wide as was comfortably possible. “Ok?” he asked.
Justin could only nod. His entire body had been exposed to Brian more times than he could remember, but he’d never felt so vulnerable as he did with his legs spread wide and secured to the metal bar. Cool air from the room danced along his exposed crack and caused a slight shiver to run through his body.
Brian leaned forward and removed the blindfold, needing to know if there was any uncertainty in the blue eyes. “You sure?”
Justin blinked against the light in the room and then smiled up at his lover. “I’m sure,” he assured him.
Brian kissed him and then sat back on his ankles to fully appreciate the view of the younger man positioned so provocatively before him. “Jesus,” he breathed.
Justin smiled tentatively and flexed his legs. Pulling his knees closer to his chest raised his ass a little higher, and he could lift his head and shoulders slightly off the bed, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to maintain either position for long. They’d never before toyed with this level of restraint and Justin could feel the arousal thrumming through his body. “Don’t know how long I’ll last like this,” he admitted with a shaky breath.
“I’m surprised you’ve managed this long,” Brian teased mischievously. “But I’ve got something to help with that.” He reached over and grabbed something from the nightstand.
“No,” Justin groaned, seeing the leather ring in Brian’s hand.
Brian grinned, knowing the protest was only half-hearted. As much as Justin disliked the uncomfortable ring, he knew it was necessary if they wanted their little game to last. Quickly, he wrapped the thin strap around Justin’s already hardening cock, eliciting a hiss from his lover as he pulled it tight to the base and snapped it in place. “And now for something completely different,” he murmured. Taking another, thinner length of leather, he proceeded to bind Justin’s balls tightly, separating them until they were two throbbing masses of heightening arousal.
“Fuck,” Justin hissed, clenching tightly to the chain that bound his wrists.
Brian finished with his task and softly stroked Justin’s inner thighs. “Breathe,” he commanded gently.
Letting out the breath he’d been holding, Justin struggled to regulate his breathing. Once he’d adjusted to the restraints he nodded once. “I’m OK.”
Brian leaned in to kiss him again. “You’re more than OK,” he muttered. “You’re fucking amazing trussed up like this.”
Justin smiled at his lover. “So, are you going to fuck me now, or what?”
Brian laughed. “Eager, aren’t we?”
Uncaring how desperate he appeared, Justin nodded.
“Well, I have a few more preparations to take care of first,” Brian said, moving once again to the drawer in the nightstand. He returned with a set of nipple clamps, a long length of chain between them. With one hand, he pulled up Justin’s left nipple, pinching open the clamp with his other hand and settling the ring around the sensitive nub. Justin’s chest arched as the other clamp was attached and both were tightened to Brian’s satisfaction.
Once the clamps were in place, Brian tugged lightly on the chain, smiling as the act elicited another hiss from his lover. Taking the chain, he trailed it down Justin’s flat stomach and attached it to a small ring sewn into the leather surrounding Justin’s balls.
Justin moaned softly, tossing his head from side to side. Each breath he took pulled slightly on the chain causing further stimulation to his nipples and balls. He groaned loudly when Brian tugged up on the chain with a wicked grin. “Like that, Sunshine?”
“Fuck,” was Justin’s only response.
“Soon,” Brian promised on a chuckle. “First, I think we need to cool you down some.”
He reached to the floor on the far side of the bed and picked up the ice bucket he’d hidden there. From it, he withdrew a tube of lube, smiling at the slight widening of Justin’s eyes. He squirted a fair amount of the cold gel unto his fingers and quickly pressed them to his lover’s opening.
“Jesus!” Justin yelped, his body instinctively trying to pull away from the cold, only to be hindered by his restraints. His breath came in shallow pants as Brian continued to work the frigid lube inside his ass. After the initial shock, it seemed to warm quickly and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Brian reached into the bucket again and withdrew another item. It looked like…
“What the fuck is that?” Justin murmured warily.
“Just what it looks like,” Brian replied calmly. “An almost exact replica of my cock… made of ice.”
Justin pressed his head back against the pillow and moaned.
“Emmett had the molds from a party he did a while back,” Brian explained as he spread some of the cold gel onto the icy phallus. “I don’t even want to know what kind of party called for drinks with 9 inch ice cocks.” He looked up into Justin’s flushed face. “Ready?”
“Like I have a choice?” Justin grinned, pointedly eyeing the restraints.
Brian paused for a moment. “You always have a choice, Justin,” he said softly.
He knew Brian was referring to their safe words, words they’d never yet needed to use. Smiling slightly, he nodded. “I’m ready.”
He held his breath as Brian touched the frozen dick to his hole. “Fuck, that’s cold!” he ground out between clenched teeth.
“Go figure,” Brian mused casually. He was watching the thick piece of ice as it disappeared into his lover’s heated channel, mesmerized by the way the muscles twitched in response to the cold intrusion. When he had it halfway in, he paused, watching Justin’s face as the sensations overwhelmed him.
Justin’s senses were on overload. He could feel the icy column stretching him, melting as it did battle with the warmth of his body. He could feel water trickling from his hole and Brian’s hand on his thigh as he continued to work the ice into him. The cold seemed to radiate outward from his ass, making the rest of his body feel that much hotter. “Wait, Brian,” he whispered hoarsely.
Brian stroked his thigh gently. “Breathe, Justin,” he instructed. He waited until Justin’s breathing had evened a bit before continuing to push the ice into his lover’s body. He could only imagine the intensity, knowing the cold likely bordered on pain and that it was adding to his lover’s pleasure. The obvious lust in Justin’s eyes, along with the absence of anything remotely resembling their safe word encouraged him to continue until the last inch of ice disappeared into the pulsing hole.
Justin gasped as Brian’s fingers followed the ice column into his body. A low groan escaped as he felt his lover idly playing with the shrinking shard of melting ice, the warmth of Brian’s fingers in stark contrast to the cold that had invaded his ass.
“Please, fuck me,” Justin panted.
Brian removed his fingers and wiped them on a nearby towel before placing the thick terrycloth under Justin’s ass to catch the trickling water. He leaned over and kissed Justin lightly on the lips before moving his mouth to his lover’s ear. “Why fuck a cold ass when I can fuck a hot one?” he whispered seductively.
Justin’s eyes flew open to see the mischievous smirk on Brian’s face and the leather paddle in his hands.
“Do it,” he hissed.
Brian needed no further encouragement. Moving down on the bed, he positioned himself and took a moment to gaze at the pale cheeks of Justin’s ass so perfectly exposed. He placed one hand on the smaller man’s hip and brought the other back briefly before depositing the first stinging blow.
“Auuggh!” Justin exclaimed, squeezing his eyes tightly closed as the blow rocked his body causing the chain to pull at his nipples and balls.
Brian grinned, knowing the effect that spanking him in this position would have. He tugged on the chain, eliciting a small gasp and then brought the paddle down again. He continued, alternating between the chain and the paddle until Justin’s ass was a rosy, dark shade of pink. Tossing the instrument aside, he caressed the reddened flesh with his hands. “So hot,” he breathed.
Justin blinked the tears from his eyes, his breath ragged. “Please, Brian,” he whispered.
Brian quickly sheathed his cock and pushed slowly into the tight channel, a low groan escaping as he realized the inner walls were still cooler than normal from the ice bath they’d received. The temperature warred with the heated skin of Justin’s asscheeks against his thighs and added to his own arousal. “Still cold inside, Sunshine,” he growled. “And so fucking hot outside.”
“Fuck me, Brian,” Justin panted, trying to push himself further onto the hard length filling him. “More, please.”
Brian rocked slowly in and out, each measured thrust causing the chain to tug, adding further stimulation to the body beneath him. His eyes traveled down the length of his lover’s body. Justin’s lower lip was swollen and wet from being worried between even, white teeth, his nipples hard and throbbing within the confines of the clamps. The hard cock strained for any measure of relief as did the tightly bound balls beneath. He’d never seen such an erotic sight in his life.
“Jesus, Justin,” he breathed as he struggled to maintain his own control.
Upon hearing his lover’s words, Justin flexed his legs, raising his ass as much as possible and pulling Brian deeper.
“Fuck!” Brian exclaimed as the change in angle pushed him over the edge. He stilled himself briefly, then grasped Justin’s hips and pumped his load into the condom with abandon. The orgasm was quick, but satisfying, almost painful in its intensity. He pulled out and reached up to kiss Justin who returned the kiss with mindless desperation. “Shhh,” he soothed, stroking the trembling body. “Breathe, Justin.”
Wild blue eyes focused on hazel and Justin swallowed hard as he drew what control he could from Brian’s softly voiced commands. Strong hands stroked his trembling body, teasing at the chain and bringing him back from the edge of madness.
Brian could only marvel at the sight of his lover so aroused, so desperate with need that he was literally shaking. “Need to stop?” Brian asked.
Justin closed his eyes and shook his head. “Just give me a minute,” he gasped.
Brian complied, his hands and lips still moving gently over the heated skin of his lover as he waited for the younger man to regain some semblance of control. “Intense, huh?”
Justin only nodded, his teeth tightly clenched as he struggled with his need for release. “Please, Brian. Do something… anything,” he growled out.
Taking that as his cue to continue, Brian reached for the remaining item in the ice bucket, a thick, deeply ribbed dildo. Knowing Justin was sufficiently lubed and open from their previous activities, he wasted no time pushing it slowly inside his panting lover.
“Oh, God,” Justin moaned, pressing his head back into the mattress as he was filled.
Brian smiled as he began to fuck him with the toy, pulling it out slowly and thrusting back in, methodically driving the younger man back to the edge. When he was once again panting uncontrollably, Brian stilled his movements, leaving the thick dildo wedged deep in Justin’s ass and moving up to plant a kiss on the other man’s trembling lips.
“Please, Brian,” he whispered.
Moving slowly, Brian maneuvered his way up the bed, sliding his knees under his lover’s shoulders until his cock was close enough to feel the warm breaths escaping between Justin’s lips. “Open up,” he instructed softly.
Justin complied eagerly, desperate to get a taste of his lover. He moaned deep in his throat as the hard length filled his mouth in much the same way as the dildo filled his ass. Each gentle rock of Brian’s hips caused the chain to pull on his nipples and balls and the toy to shift inside him, the sensations combining to ratchet his arousal to new heights. He sucked harder, as though hoping that drawing Brian’s orgasm from him would earn him his own.
As soon as Brian felt the familiar tingling in the base of his spine, he pulled slowly out of the warm mouth. Leaning down, he traced the wet lips with his tongue before kissing his lover deeply. “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he promised.
“Please,” Justin panted. He was fast reaching the point of incoherency. “Please, Brian, please.”
“Shhh,” Brian soothed, stroking a condom swiftly onto his turgid dick. He removed the dildo and pushed into Justin’s body, holding himself steady against the tightly pulsing grip. He reached into the ice bucket and removed two cubes. “Breathe, Justin,” he said gently. “I’m going to remove the clamps, OK?”
Justin nodded quickly, his teeth clenched in anticipation. Slipping one ice cube into his mouth and readying the other in his left hand, Brian used his right to remove both clamps in quick succession.
The sharp groan that escaped Justin’s lips as blood rushed back to the hard points turned to a low moan of relief as his lover soothed the pleasurable pain with lips and fingers.
“So beautiful,” Brian breathed, moving his mouth from Justin’s nipple to his lips. Justin’s face was flushed, his hair damp against his forehead.
Justin couldn’t respond, his whole presence seemingly focused on the throbbing in his nipples, cock and ass.
“Stay with me, Justin,” Brian was saying gently. “You want to come, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Justin managed to gasp. “Fuck me, Brian!”
Brian began to fuck the trembling body, his thrust hard and deep. After squirting a generous amount of the now warm lube over the head of Justin’s cock, he tossed the tube aside and positioned two fingers to release the lacing around his lover’s tortured balls. “This might be a bit intense,” he warned.
“Do it,” Justin growled.
Brian quickly released the lacing and snapped the ring off, his eyes fixed on Justin’s face. At first there was only the wince of increased stimulation and then the blond cried out as sensation flooded to the deprived appendage. Brian stroked him with one hand, as much to restore circulation as to provide the much-needed release. “Come for me, Justin,” he whispered harshly.
Justin thrust his hips as far as his restraints would allow, twisting his body and crying out as the semen erupted from his body. Blood roared in his ears and tears streaked his face as he called out his lover’s name with each pulsing shot.
Brian groaned as Justin’s ass clamped down on him with vice-like intensity. That sensation, combined with the mere sight of Justin in the throes of such a powerful orgasm was enough to send him over the edge and he came whispering Justin’s name in a hoarse breath.
Exhausted, he leaned forward, gently kissing the tears from Justin’s face. “So good,” he murmured, wanting to soothe the younger man before leaving him to remove the restraints. “So fucking good.”
“Brian,” Justin breathed after a moment. “That was… that was…”
Chuckling wearily, Brian reached forward and quickly unbuckled Justin’s wrists. While Justin flexed the stiff muscles in his arms, Brian proceeded to remove the leg restraints, placing a soft kiss on each calf before lowering it gently to the bed.
Immediately Justin embraced him. “That was fucking amazing,” he murmured. “But I missed this. Touching you.”
Brian pulled him close and kissed him tenderly. “Me too,” he admitted. “I especially missed having your legs wrapped around me.”
Justin’s eyes drifted closed, a dreamy smile on his lips. “But it was so worth it just this once, wasn’t it? It was so fucking intense.”
Brian chuckled. “That it was, Sunshine. I’ve never seen anybody come so hard.”
“I’m glad we tried this while I was still young,” Justin laughed lightly. “I think it might have killed me otherwise.”
“You Ok?” Brian asked gently.
Justin reached up and kissed him gently before burrowing into his warm embrace. “More than OK,” he murmured in reply. “I feel amazing. Tired, but amazing.”
Brian stroked his back gently while kissing the top of the blond head. “Sleep now.”
Justin yawned and moved even closer, pressing the length of his body to Brian’s in an attempt to make up for the recent lack of touching. “Your turn next,” he murmured as he began to drift off.
A small chuff of laughter rumbled through Brian’s chest and he couldn’t resist kissing the tousled head once again. “Dream on, Sunshine, dream on.”
The end
Thanks to Susan for unwitting contributing to this piece. ;)
WARNING: Mild Kink
PAIRING: B/J
ADULTS ONLY
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“Sit down, Justin,” Brian said quietly as he led his blindfolded lover to the edge of the bed.
Justin complied, letting out a shaky breath, not of fear but anticipation. “Now, what?”
“Wrists,” Brian replied. He had to bite back a chuckle as Justin eagerly offered both arms, palms upward. He took his time securing the soft leather cuffs, making sure they were tight enough not to slide or chafe. “Ok?” he asked once he was satisfied.
Justin tried to flex his wrists and nodded with a small smile. “Yeah.”
Brian slowly stroked up his partner’s arms to his shoulders, then down the middle of his chest, bypassing the semi-erect cock and coming to rest on his thighs. Leaning in, he placed a gentle kiss on the unsuspecting lips. “I’m going to swing your legs up on the bed,” he informed the unseeing blond.
Justin swallowed once, and then nodded, his dick twitching at the thought of what was to come. Brian noticed the reaction and chuckled as he helped arrange his lover in a prone position. “Over a bit,” he instructed, smiling as Justin squirmed his way to the middle of the bed. “Ok, good.”
Once the younger man was settled, Brian picked up a length of chain from the nightstand and used it to hook the two wrist cuffs together. He then pulled his lover’s arms above his head and attached the chain to a steel bar running the width of the light fixture that served as a sort of headboard. Leaning back, he gazed as the smooth pale body stretched out before him. “You look hot,” he breathed.
“I want to see you,” Justin replied with a small smile.
“Soon,” Brian promised, punctuating the word with a quick kiss. He got onto the bed and moved to kneel between his lover’s legs. He picked up one of two contraptions lying next to him and proceeded to buckle Justin’s left knee into the soft leather brace before doing the same with the other. Each carefully crafted knee brace was adorned with a strong, metal d-ring and Brian attached another length of chain to each before leaning forward and kissing his lover once again. “Up we go,” he whispered. He lifted the chains and attached them with s-hooks to two sliding clamps on the bar. Glancing frequently at Justin’s expression, he adjusted the chains and clamps until the blond’s knees were pulled back just right, lifting his ass slightly off the bed and opening his thighs as wide as was comfortably possible. “Ok?” he asked.
Justin could only nod. His entire body had been exposed to Brian more times than he could remember, but he’d never felt so vulnerable as he did with his legs spread wide and secured to the metal bar. Cool air from the room danced along his exposed crack and caused a slight shiver to run through his body.
Brian leaned forward and removed the blindfold, needing to know if there was any uncertainty in the blue eyes. “You sure?”
Justin blinked against the light in the room and then smiled up at his lover. “I’m sure,” he assured him.
Brian kissed him and then sat back on his ankles to fully appreciate the view of the younger man positioned so provocatively before him. “Jesus,” he breathed.
Justin smiled tentatively and flexed his legs. Pulling his knees closer to his chest raised his ass a little higher, and he could lift his head and shoulders slightly off the bed, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to maintain either position for long. They’d never before toyed with this level of restraint and Justin could feel the arousal thrumming through his body. “Don’t know how long I’ll last like this,” he admitted with a shaky breath.
“I’m surprised you’ve managed this long,” Brian teased mischievously. “But I’ve got something to help with that.” He reached over and grabbed something from the nightstand.
“No,” Justin groaned, seeing the leather ring in Brian’s hand.
Brian grinned, knowing the protest was only half-hearted. As much as Justin disliked the uncomfortable ring, he knew it was necessary if they wanted their little game to last. Quickly, he wrapped the thin strap around Justin’s already hardening cock, eliciting a hiss from his lover as he pulled it tight to the base and snapped it in place. “And now for something completely different,” he murmured. Taking another, thinner length of leather, he proceeded to bind Justin’s balls tightly, separating them until they were two throbbing masses of heightening arousal.
“Fuck,” Justin hissed, clenching tightly to the chain that bound his wrists.
Brian finished with his task and softly stroked Justin’s inner thighs. “Breathe,” he commanded gently.
Letting out the breath he’d been holding, Justin struggled to regulate his breathing. Once he’d adjusted to the restraints he nodded once. “I’m OK.”
Brian leaned in to kiss him again. “You’re more than OK,” he muttered. “You’re fucking amazing trussed up like this.”
Justin smiled at his lover. “So, are you going to fuck me now, or what?”
Brian laughed. “Eager, aren’t we?”
Uncaring how desperate he appeared, Justin nodded.
“Well, I have a few more preparations to take care of first,” Brian said, moving once again to the drawer in the nightstand. He returned with a set of nipple clamps, a long length of chain between them. With one hand, he pulled up Justin’s left nipple, pinching open the clamp with his other hand and settling the ring around the sensitive nub. Justin’s chest arched as the other clamp was attached and both were tightened to Brian’s satisfaction.
Once the clamps were in place, Brian tugged lightly on the chain, smiling as the act elicited another hiss from his lover. Taking the chain, he trailed it down Justin’s flat stomach and attached it to a small ring sewn into the leather surrounding Justin’s balls.
Justin moaned softly, tossing his head from side to side. Each breath he took pulled slightly on the chain causing further stimulation to his nipples and balls. He groaned loudly when Brian tugged up on the chain with a wicked grin. “Like that, Sunshine?”
“Fuck,” was Justin’s only response.
“Soon,” Brian promised on a chuckle. “First, I think we need to cool you down some.”
He reached to the floor on the far side of the bed and picked up the ice bucket he’d hidden there. From it, he withdrew a tube of lube, smiling at the slight widening of Justin’s eyes. He squirted a fair amount of the cold gel unto his fingers and quickly pressed them to his lover’s opening.
“Jesus!” Justin yelped, his body instinctively trying to pull away from the cold, only to be hindered by his restraints. His breath came in shallow pants as Brian continued to work the frigid lube inside his ass. After the initial shock, it seemed to warm quickly and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Brian reached into the bucket again and withdrew another item. It looked like…
“What the fuck is that?” Justin murmured warily.
“Just what it looks like,” Brian replied calmly. “An almost exact replica of my cock… made of ice.”
Justin pressed his head back against the pillow and moaned.
“Emmett had the molds from a party he did a while back,” Brian explained as he spread some of the cold gel onto the icy phallus. “I don’t even want to know what kind of party called for drinks with 9 inch ice cocks.” He looked up into Justin’s flushed face. “Ready?”
“Like I have a choice?” Justin grinned, pointedly eyeing the restraints.
Brian paused for a moment. “You always have a choice, Justin,” he said softly.
He knew Brian was referring to their safe words, words they’d never yet needed to use. Smiling slightly, he nodded. “I’m ready.”
He held his breath as Brian touched the frozen dick to his hole. “Fuck, that’s cold!” he ground out between clenched teeth.
“Go figure,” Brian mused casually. He was watching the thick piece of ice as it disappeared into his lover’s heated channel, mesmerized by the way the muscles twitched in response to the cold intrusion. When he had it halfway in, he paused, watching Justin’s face as the sensations overwhelmed him.
Justin’s senses were on overload. He could feel the icy column stretching him, melting as it did battle with the warmth of his body. He could feel water trickling from his hole and Brian’s hand on his thigh as he continued to work the ice into him. The cold seemed to radiate outward from his ass, making the rest of his body feel that much hotter. “Wait, Brian,” he whispered hoarsely.
Brian stroked his thigh gently. “Breathe, Justin,” he instructed. He waited until Justin’s breathing had evened a bit before continuing to push the ice into his lover’s body. He could only imagine the intensity, knowing the cold likely bordered on pain and that it was adding to his lover’s pleasure. The obvious lust in Justin’s eyes, along with the absence of anything remotely resembling their safe word encouraged him to continue until the last inch of ice disappeared into the pulsing hole.
Justin gasped as Brian’s fingers followed the ice column into his body. A low groan escaped as he felt his lover idly playing with the shrinking shard of melting ice, the warmth of Brian’s fingers in stark contrast to the cold that had invaded his ass.
“Please, fuck me,” Justin panted.
Brian removed his fingers and wiped them on a nearby towel before placing the thick terrycloth under Justin’s ass to catch the trickling water. He leaned over and kissed Justin lightly on the lips before moving his mouth to his lover’s ear. “Why fuck a cold ass when I can fuck a hot one?” he whispered seductively.
Justin’s eyes flew open to see the mischievous smirk on Brian’s face and the leather paddle in his hands.
“Do it,” he hissed.
Brian needed no further encouragement. Moving down on the bed, he positioned himself and took a moment to gaze at the pale cheeks of Justin’s ass so perfectly exposed. He placed one hand on the smaller man’s hip and brought the other back briefly before depositing the first stinging blow.
“Auuggh!” Justin exclaimed, squeezing his eyes tightly closed as the blow rocked his body causing the chain to pull at his nipples and balls.
Brian grinned, knowing the effect that spanking him in this position would have. He tugged on the chain, eliciting a small gasp and then brought the paddle down again. He continued, alternating between the chain and the paddle until Justin’s ass was a rosy, dark shade of pink. Tossing the instrument aside, he caressed the reddened flesh with his hands. “So hot,” he breathed.
Justin blinked the tears from his eyes, his breath ragged. “Please, Brian,” he whispered.
Brian quickly sheathed his cock and pushed slowly into the tight channel, a low groan escaping as he realized the inner walls were still cooler than normal from the ice bath they’d received. The temperature warred with the heated skin of Justin’s asscheeks against his thighs and added to his own arousal. “Still cold inside, Sunshine,” he growled. “And so fucking hot outside.”
“Fuck me, Brian,” Justin panted, trying to push himself further onto the hard length filling him. “More, please.”
Brian rocked slowly in and out, each measured thrust causing the chain to tug, adding further stimulation to the body beneath him. His eyes traveled down the length of his lover’s body. Justin’s lower lip was swollen and wet from being worried between even, white teeth, his nipples hard and throbbing within the confines of the clamps. The hard cock strained for any measure of relief as did the tightly bound balls beneath. He’d never seen such an erotic sight in his life.
“Jesus, Justin,” he breathed as he struggled to maintain his own control.
Upon hearing his lover’s words, Justin flexed his legs, raising his ass as much as possible and pulling Brian deeper.
“Fuck!” Brian exclaimed as the change in angle pushed him over the edge. He stilled himself briefly, then grasped Justin’s hips and pumped his load into the condom with abandon. The orgasm was quick, but satisfying, almost painful in its intensity. He pulled out and reached up to kiss Justin who returned the kiss with mindless desperation. “Shhh,” he soothed, stroking the trembling body. “Breathe, Justin.”
Wild blue eyes focused on hazel and Justin swallowed hard as he drew what control he could from Brian’s softly voiced commands. Strong hands stroked his trembling body, teasing at the chain and bringing him back from the edge of madness.
Brian could only marvel at the sight of his lover so aroused, so desperate with need that he was literally shaking. “Need to stop?” Brian asked.
Justin closed his eyes and shook his head. “Just give me a minute,” he gasped.
Brian complied, his hands and lips still moving gently over the heated skin of his lover as he waited for the younger man to regain some semblance of control. “Intense, huh?”
Justin only nodded, his teeth tightly clenched as he struggled with his need for release. “Please, Brian. Do something… anything,” he growled out.
Taking that as his cue to continue, Brian reached for the remaining item in the ice bucket, a thick, deeply ribbed dildo. Knowing Justin was sufficiently lubed and open from their previous activities, he wasted no time pushing it slowly inside his panting lover.
“Oh, God,” Justin moaned, pressing his head back into the mattress as he was filled.
Brian smiled as he began to fuck him with the toy, pulling it out slowly and thrusting back in, methodically driving the younger man back to the edge. When he was once again panting uncontrollably, Brian stilled his movements, leaving the thick dildo wedged deep in Justin’s ass and moving up to plant a kiss on the other man’s trembling lips.
“Please, Brian,” he whispered.
Moving slowly, Brian maneuvered his way up the bed, sliding his knees under his lover’s shoulders until his cock was close enough to feel the warm breaths escaping between Justin’s lips. “Open up,” he instructed softly.
Justin complied eagerly, desperate to get a taste of his lover. He moaned deep in his throat as the hard length filled his mouth in much the same way as the dildo filled his ass. Each gentle rock of Brian’s hips caused the chain to pull on his nipples and balls and the toy to shift inside him, the sensations combining to ratchet his arousal to new heights. He sucked harder, as though hoping that drawing Brian’s orgasm from him would earn him his own.
As soon as Brian felt the familiar tingling in the base of his spine, he pulled slowly out of the warm mouth. Leaning down, he traced the wet lips with his tongue before kissing his lover deeply. “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” he promised.
“Please,” Justin panted. He was fast reaching the point of incoherency. “Please, Brian, please.”
“Shhh,” Brian soothed, stroking a condom swiftly onto his turgid dick. He removed the dildo and pushed into Justin’s body, holding himself steady against the tightly pulsing grip. He reached into the ice bucket and removed two cubes. “Breathe, Justin,” he said gently. “I’m going to remove the clamps, OK?”
Justin nodded quickly, his teeth clenched in anticipation. Slipping one ice cube into his mouth and readying the other in his left hand, Brian used his right to remove both clamps in quick succession.
The sharp groan that escaped Justin’s lips as blood rushed back to the hard points turned to a low moan of relief as his lover soothed the pleasurable pain with lips and fingers.
“So beautiful,” Brian breathed, moving his mouth from Justin’s nipple to his lips. Justin’s face was flushed, his hair damp against his forehead.
Justin couldn’t respond, his whole presence seemingly focused on the throbbing in his nipples, cock and ass.
“Stay with me, Justin,” Brian was saying gently. “You want to come, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Justin managed to gasp. “Fuck me, Brian!”
Brian began to fuck the trembling body, his thrust hard and deep. After squirting a generous amount of the now warm lube over the head of Justin’s cock, he tossed the tube aside and positioned two fingers to release the lacing around his lover’s tortured balls. “This might be a bit intense,” he warned.
“Do it,” Justin growled.
Brian quickly released the lacing and snapped the ring off, his eyes fixed on Justin’s face. At first there was only the wince of increased stimulation and then the blond cried out as sensation flooded to the deprived appendage. Brian stroked him with one hand, as much to restore circulation as to provide the much-needed release. “Come for me, Justin,” he whispered harshly.
Justin thrust his hips as far as his restraints would allow, twisting his body and crying out as the semen erupted from his body. Blood roared in his ears and tears streaked his face as he called out his lover’s name with each pulsing shot.
Brian groaned as Justin’s ass clamped down on him with vice-like intensity. That sensation, combined with the mere sight of Justin in the throes of such a powerful orgasm was enough to send him over the edge and he came whispering Justin’s name in a hoarse breath.
Exhausted, he leaned forward, gently kissing the tears from Justin’s face. “So good,” he murmured, wanting to soothe the younger man before leaving him to remove the restraints. “So fucking good.”
“Brian,” Justin breathed after a moment. “That was… that was…”
Chuckling wearily, Brian reached forward and quickly unbuckled Justin’s wrists. While Justin flexed the stiff muscles in his arms, Brian proceeded to remove the leg restraints, placing a soft kiss on each calf before lowering it gently to the bed.
Immediately Justin embraced him. “That was fucking amazing,” he murmured. “But I missed this. Touching you.”
Brian pulled him close and kissed him tenderly. “Me too,” he admitted. “I especially missed having your legs wrapped around me.”
Justin’s eyes drifted closed, a dreamy smile on his lips. “But it was so worth it just this once, wasn’t it? It was so fucking intense.”
Brian chuckled. “That it was, Sunshine. I’ve never seen anybody come so hard.”
“I’m glad we tried this while I was still young,” Justin laughed lightly. “I think it might have killed me otherwise.”
“You Ok?” Brian asked gently.
Justin reached up and kissed him gently before burrowing into his warm embrace. “More than OK,” he murmured in reply. “I feel amazing. Tired, but amazing.”
Brian stroked his back gently while kissing the top of the blond head. “Sleep now.”
Justin yawned and moved even closer, pressing the length of his body to Brian’s in an attempt to make up for the recent lack of touching. “Your turn next,” he murmured as he began to drift off.
A small chuff of laughter rumbled through Brian’s chest and he couldn’t resist kissing the tousled head once again. “Dream on, Sunshine, dream on.”
The end
Thanks to Susan for unwitting contributing to this piece. ;)