by E. M. Leya
"What would I need to do?" Andy asked.
The fact he wasn't refusing straight away shocked Jess. He'd figured this had been more than enough for Andy to handle.
"I have had this fantasy almost since the day I met Jess. I've wanted to see his ass red. I want to see him spanked," Al told him.
Jess shuddered. The thought was almost enough to get him hard again. He'd been playfully spanked by lovers in the past, but he was sure what Al was suggesting was much more than gentle, playful swats.
"I don't know." Andy sat back. "This was hot and all, but I don't know if I could spank him."
Jess turned his head to look directly at Andy, still exhausted from his orgasm. He wanted to beg him to do it, but he couldn't put Andy in that situation. He needed to make the decision for himself.
"You won't need to get undressed or to do more than use your bare hand on his ass," Al said. "But I want hard smacks and you'd have to do it until I told you to stop. I won't hurt him or let you hurt him, but it won't be gentle. This isn't like your football coach smacking your ass. This will be harder. It's another five hundred dollars for each of you if you'll do it."
For Jess, the money was important, but getting spanked in the way Al talked about was even better. He'd do it for free. Not that he'd admit that out loud. Andy needed the money, and Jess bet his friend would end up saying yes.
"How would we do it?" Andy asked.
"There are a number of ways," Al said. "We could have him over your lap, but if you're not comfortable with that, we could have him on all fours on top of the bed, or we could have him laying over the foot of the bed with his ass in the air."
Jess closed his eyes, trying hard not to react, but the images in his mind had him so excited, if he hadn't just come, his cock would be rock hard again.
"Jess, do you want this?" Andy asked.
With cum drying on his fingers and over his stomach, he leaned up. "Yeah, I'd like it, but if you're not comfortable with it, it's okay. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to. The truth is, I don't know that I'd trust anyone else to do that kind of stuff to me. I trust you."
Andy took a deep breath.
"You can say no. Jess and I have something good, even without your help, but I admit, it's a lot hotter having you join us," Al said.
"What if I hurt you?" Andy asked.
"You won't. You'll know when I've had enough. I'll tell you. I'm not some delicate woman you need to be gentle with. Al knows how much I can take. He won't let you do anything wrong."
"How can he know when he's not here?" Andy asked.
"He just knows me. He knows what I need."
"And you need to be spanked?" Andy laughed.
"God, yes. I would love it." Jess stared at his friend. "I've wanted something like this forever, but never found anyone who would push me until I met Al. Since he's not here physically, you can do what he can't."
Andy closed his eyes for a long moment, then nodded. "I think I can do it, but can I reserve the right to change my mind after I think about it a bit more?"
"Of course. Just like this time, if you want to join us, just be here when I call on Friday. If not, Jess and I will do our own thing. Thank you for joining us tonight. It was hot to see you there, watching him do all that. I loved seeing your reactions to him."
Andy blushed. "Thanks for paying me to do it."
Jess grinned. "It was fun. I hope we can all do it again." He sat up straighter. "I need a shower." He waved his hand at his cum covered stomach.
"Then go shower. I'll see you both Friday I hope," Al said. "Thank you both for an enjoyable night. I'll think about it all week." Al ended the video call.
As soon as the camera turned off, Jess looked at Andy. "Are you okay?"
Andy nodded. "Go shower. I need a few minutes. I'll meet you in the living room and we can talk."
Jess gave a nod, then climbed out of bed, and headed to the shower. He wouldn't worry. If Andy were going to freak out, he'd have done it by now. He was going to clean up, then pray that their friendship would be the same as it had been an hour ago.
CHAPTER SIX
Andy watched a naked Jess walk to the bathroom. It wasn't until the door shut that Andy released a long breath. What the hell had he just taken part in? And more so, why had it turned him on so immensely? His cock was still hard as he remembered the way Jess looked when he came. Al was right, it was amazing.
He'd never thought he would be turned on by another man's orgasm, but damn if he wasn't hornier than he'd ever been. He couldn't wait to get home and jack off in the privacy of his own bedroom. What he'd witnessed tonight would stay with him forever.
If he was smart, he'd go home and regroup before talking to Jess, but he needed to make sure he was okay with everything. As awkward as this was, he didn't want to ruin their friendship over it. They needed to talk and figure out how they both felt after everything.
He ignored the lubed vibrator on the bed, leaving it for Jess to clean up and headed out of the bedroom. He needed to get his cock to relax before anything else. How had that been so arousing? He wasn't into guys. Still, he'd been unable to take his gaze off Jess when he'd been working his cock and fucking himself. He was fascinated by it.
If he was honest, there were things he wanted to try himself. Not the getting fucked stuff, but that vibrator against the balls looked pretty intense. He could enjoy that. What he didn't understand was why causing Jess pain had turned him on so much. He didn't want to hurt Jess, but there was something about watching the flare of arousal in his best friend's eyes when he'd tug on that chain.
Andy grabbed a beer from the fridge and went into the living room. He didn't turn on the T.V., but sat in silence, thinking over everything that happened, then thinking about what Al wanted to happen next week. Could he do it? Sure, he could, but did he want to?
He needed the money. The question was, how far would he go for money? This week it was watch, next week spank. How long would it be before they wanted him to cross a line he wasn't sure he could cross?
Andy shook his head. He was sure he couldn't cross that line, wasn't he? He couldn't do things with another man. He was straight. He guzzled his beer. If he was straight, then how come he'd been so turned on by what had just happened in the bedroom? Why had he wanted to reach over and wrap his fist around Jess's cock just to see him come?
"Need another beer yet?" Jess called from the kitchen.
"Yeah, I'll need one soon," he called back. Any more than two and he'd be sleeping on the couch and he really needed to go home tonight and clear his head. Not to mention relieve the ache in his balls.
"Here." Jess set a beer on the coffee table, then sat down beside him before popping the cap on his own bottle. "So, are you really okay? That was a lot to take in."
Andy nodded, unsure how to explain what he was feeling. He wasn't going to admit it turned him on. "I'm okay. It wasn't what I expected. I thought I could remain quiet and just watch. I didn't expect to talk to Al and tug that chain and shit." He looked at Jess's bare chest. "That doesn't damage the nipples?"
Jess ran his hand down his chest. "Nah, but I'll feel it for a few days. Those teeth are sharp. The first set of clamps I bought had rubber covering the ends. It hurt, but nothing like the ones with the teeth do. Once I realized I liked a bit of pain, I decided to give them a try. I'm used to them now."
"Crazy. They looked wicked."
"They are." Jess waggled his eyebrows. "Seriously, we're okay? This didn't change anything between us?"
"No. I am surprised how much I didn't know about you, but then I realized, you don't know a lot about my sex life either. We never dove into details about it."
"You have some hidden fetish I don't know about?" Jess leaned back, relaxing against the cushions.
"No. I'm actually pretty boring compared to you. I've seen pornos of things, but I haven't tried much. Most of the women I've dated aren't into trying new things. I asked Beth to try anal once and she didn't talk to m
e for a week." He blushed. "She actually told me that if I wanted to fuck someone in the ass, I should ask you."
"Any time." Jess winked, then laughed. "Just kidding. I know that's not your thing. You know, the more you tell me about Beth, the more I'm glad she's gone."
"Me too, except for nights like tonight when I could really deal with going home and getting laid."
"Sorry. Was that hard for you to watch?"
"Not hard, just different. I didn't expect Al to be that friendly. That made it easier."
"He's a great guy. My favorite client. Oh, that reminds me, he sent us a tip after the session. I'll have to go to the bank tomorrow and get your money, but we'll each make six hundred dollars off tonight."
"He tipped us a hundred dollars each?" Andy was stunned. "Seriously?"
"Like I said, I think he's rich. He's always a good tipper. I also think he's hoping the tip might get you to join us again. I got the impression he really liked you being there." Jess ran a finger around the rim of his beer bottle.
"Did you?"
"Did I what?"
"Enjoy having me there?"
Jess looked up, meeting Andy's stare. "I did. It turned me on to know you were beside me. I told you I liked being watched, but there was something hot about it being you. When you started tugging on the chain holding the clamps, I thought I'd lose my mind."
He wasn't sure how to feel about that. This was so new between them. A side of themselves they'd never shared with each other. "So do you really want to be spanked?"
"Will you think I'm a freak if I say yes?"
"I saw you with that purple dildo. I already think you're a freak." Andy grinned. "No. I won't think anything. I just need to know if you really want something like that before I even think about participating in it."
"I want it. I've always wanted to try stuff like spanking, maybe some whips. I watch these pornos with some hardcore bondage and stuff and it really excites me. I'd love to be tied up, spanked, whipped. I love the pain, but I'm not sure how much I can take. I want to test my boundaries and see what happens when there's more pain involved," Jess admitted.
"And you're okay if I'm the one spanking you?"
"Right now, you're the only one I'd trust to do it. I know you won't hurt me. At least any more than I want you to."
"This is so strange." Andy set his beer down and leaned forward, his arms on his knees. "I don't know if I'm more shocked you're into all this or that you want my help with it and I'm willing."
"The money is hard to turn down. I don't blame you for wanting to do this with me. I never dreamed of having anyone join me, but I'm glad you have. Does this mean you will do it? You'll spank me?" Jess looked hopeful.
"Damn, you really do want this, don't you? You know he's not talking small swats on the ass. He wants me to make them hurt. He said he wanted to see your ass red."
"I know and that's what I want too. I want to feel it for days after, every time I sit down. I want to remember the feeling." Jess got very serious. "Can you do it? Will you be able to spank me?"
Andy visualized it in his mind, Jess on his hands and knees, ass in the air. He'd actually have to touch Jess this time. He found he wasn't as squeamish about touching another man as he thought he'd be. Maybe because it was Jess. "Yeah, I can do it." He glanced down and noticed Jess's sweatpants tented. "How the fuck can you be hard again so soon?"
"Thinking about you doing that to me turns me on. You don't know how badly I've wanted stuff like this. I never dared ask a guy to do it to me. I've never trusted anyone enough. It's weird how Al somehow reads me and knows exactly what I desire." Jess rubbed his hard-on through his pants. "I'll be hard all week thinking about being spanked."
"I thought I knew you," Andy teased with a grin.
"You know me better than anyone. I've just hidden a lot from you. I wasn't sure how you'd react to all this. I'm glad you know now. It makes it easier. So many times I've wanted to tell you about the video thing. I was scared you'd be angry I was selling sex in a way."
"You should know that nothing you do could ruin our friendship. We've been through hell and back. If you enjoy doing it, go for it. Obviously, the money is good."
"Not all my customers tip, and none of them offer more than the hundred for the hour except Al. The others are different. I don't connect with them the way I do Al. I just perform for them, but with Al, there is a friendship there. I need you to know I didn't have anything to do with him asking you to spank me. I had no idea he was going to suggest that or that he even wanted to see it happen. I don't talk to Al at all except on Fridays when we do the video thing."
"I didn't think you did. He seems the type to control things. You would have talked to me about it first if it had been your idea." Andy knew for a fact that Jess wouldn't throw things at him without discussing them first. This had been all Al, and that was okay. He understood that Al was using the money to press them into doing more, and it was all up to them if they accepted or not. "We both can use the money and it's not like you're doing something you don't want to do."
"But aren't you?" Jess asked.
Andy thought about it a moment. "Not really. I have to admit I was curious about what you do after walking in on you and Mr. Purple. I'm not going to lie. I got hard as hell watching you tonight. I don't know if it was just the atmosphere or what. It was impossible not to get aroused by how turned on you were. I don't know what that says about me. I thought I'd be able to distance myself. I didn't expect to get turned on watching."
"It's impossible not to. I think anyone would. I'm just glad you're handling it okay. I didn't want it to change things between us. This will be easier without that weighing on my mind."
"We're solid, Jess. We always have been. You don't need to worry about that. If things happened I couldn't handle, I would have stepped out of the room. Nothing is going to ruin our friendship. I promise that. You up for dinner at the bar tomorrow night?"
"Can't. I have to work late. I'm going to be pretty busy this week. I might not get a chance to see you until next Friday. I picked up a few extra shifts while Marlo is on vacation. Between work and school, I'll be beat." Jess ran his fingers through his hair. "Thanks for doing this with me. The extra money is a huge help, and I'm not going to lie, I love being able to try things with someone I trust."
"The money is helping me just as much. Don't forget that. Anyway, I'm going to head home. I promised Mom I'd go over and rebuild those steps leading down from her deck. Give me a call sometime this week if you get time. If not, I'll see you on Friday." Andy picked up his two empty beer bottles and took them to the trash can in the kitchen.
"Tell your mom and dad hi for me." Jess stood. "And thanks again for tonight. It was amazing and I'm glad you were here. Call me if you need anything this week. I'll find the time."
"We're good. Focus on work. Someday we'll be able to take the weekends and enjoy them." He slapped Jess on the shoulder. "See ya."
"Bye," Jess called.
As Andy made his way to his car, he thought about the whole night. There was a lot to think about, mostly that he was unable to forget his reaction to seeing Jess so hard and how he looked when he came. Seeing a guy like that shouldn't turn him on, should it? Like Jess said, it was just the atmosphere. But as he drove home, something deep inside told him it was more, and he was scared to examine whatever it was more closely.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Andy parked his truck outside Jess's apartment and ran to the door. He had three minutes before Al was supposed to call and he wanted to be there before. If Al was paying for the time, he would expect them both ready at seven when he called. Andy wasn't going to mess this up for Jess all because he was running late.
The day had been insane, with one issue after another. He'd messed up a project at work, causing the team an extra hour's worth of work because of his simple measuring mistake. Then he'd gotten off work and found himself with a flat tire. Changing it was simple, but it ate up the time he'd hoped to have
to go home and shower and change before heading over to Jess's. Now he was stuck in his work clothes, sweaty from a hard day's work, and wishing he could just forget the whole day.
He shoved open Jess's apartment door without knocking, then called, "I'm here. Sorry I'm late." He headed to Jess's bedroom, sure he would find him in there getting ready for the call. He paused to knock this time, not wanting to interrupt anything if Jess might be on a call with someone else.
"Come in!" Jess yelled.
Andy pushed the door open and found Jess standing beside the bed in a very form fitting pair of black underwear. "Sorry. I got a flat. I didn't have time to change clothes. Can I borrow a t-shirt and sweats?"
"Of course. Third drawer down for sweats and I'm not sure my shirts will fit you, but help yourself. They're all hanging in the closet." Jess sat down on the bed. "Everything else okay?"
Andy pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it against the wall. "Yeah, just one of those days where nothing goes right. I fucked up at work, got a flat, and now I'm late. I'll be okay once I get settled." He found a pair of black sweatpants in the drawer. He set them on the dresser as he kicked off his work boots, pulled off his socks, then unhooked his belt. He didn't even think twice about changing in front of Jess. They'd done it a million times. He pushed his pants down, over his boxers, kicked them off, then pulled the sweats on. They were tighter than he liked, but that was a given since he outweighed Jess by a good seventy pounds. While both of them were in shape, Jess was thin and lanky while Andy was thick and built like a linebacker. He glanced at the closet and sighed. "I'll skip the shirt if that's okay. I'm just sorry I don't have time to shower. I'm a sweaty mess." He paused in front of the mirror and finger combed his thick hair into place.
"You forget I like the smell of man sweat." Jess grinned just as the computer rang to alert them to Al's call.
Andy raced over and took a seat on the bed, hoping he looked decent enough for this. He'd really wanted to make a good impression for Jess. After all, Al paid for this and probably expected them to be professional about it.
