by A. M. Arthur
Colt rolled to his back and Avery helped him sit up. He knelt next to Colt’s left leg. Bent his leg so the back of his calf was pressed against the back of his thigh. “Keep it there,” he said. Colt’s muscles tightened.
Avery began his work. He tied a single-column cuff around Colt’s ankle, then used that knot to pull his leg back tighter. Wound the rope up, around his shin and thigh, toward Colt’s knee five times to secure him. Looped down and created Munter hitches on each row of rope all the way down, then pulled the rope under to create the same hitches up Colt’s inner thigh. And back down again, leaving only a small amount of rope left over.
He grinned at his work, extremely pleased by the simple, but still beautiful, loops and knots. It had the added bonus of spreading Colt’s legs apart and showing off his erection. “You look amazing like this,” Avery said. “Now I’ll do the other leg.”
Colt nodded, his pupils blown wide, and he obediently pulled his right leg into position. Avery secured him the same way, and Colt leaned back supporting himself with his hands. Spread so lewdly that Avery couldn’t help but lean in and suck the tip of Colt’s dick. Just enough to make his sub whine for more. Avery kissed his cockhead, then sat back up.
He palmed the remote control he’d kept hidden from sight, then pressed the on button. Colt’s hips jerked off the bed and he shouted. “Holy mother of Christ!”
Avery checked the setting. Might have been a bit high to start, so he lowered the vibrations just a hair. So Colt was no longer thrashing on the bed, trying to hump the plug.
“Guh,” Colt said. Sweat broke out on his chest and face.
“Comfortable?” Avery asked.
Colt shot him a glare, and then remembered his place. “Yes, Sir. Surprised me.”
“I bet. I’m going to leave it on while I secure your arms, and you’re going to stay nice and still for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Avery grabbed the last length of rope, then pushed Colt to his back. Drew both arms to his chest. Used the no-knot, two-column tie technique to braid the rope from Colt’s wrists to nearly his elbows, before securing it. Securing Colt completely. Avery caressed the ropes, enjoying how the hemp rope looked against Colt’s tanned skin. Soaking in the trust pouring off Colt in waves as he gazed up at his Sir. Avery hated cutting off the power of that gaze, but…
“Time for the blindfold.”
Colt licked his lips. Avery reached up to snag the silky material off the pillow. He allowed Colt to see it a beat, before carefully tying it over his eyes. Colt still had his voice, but nothing else.
“Still comfortable?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Avery ticked up the setting on the plug; Colt moaned. Watching his hips move while his legs were immobilized delighted Avery. The power in having someone so completely at his mercy was overwhelming at times, even back when he did scenes as a paid Dom, no sex. When he’d begun mixing sex and bondage with Colt, that power was even headier. Colt’s body was on display for any use Avery saw fit, including sex play. He stroked his own raging erection through his boxers, so tempted by Colt’s ass.
Not yet.
Avery leaned up between Colt’s spread legs, pushed his arms above his head, then lowered his mouth to suck on Colt’s nipple. He adored how Colt jerked from the unexpected touch. He licked and nibbled at the tender bud until it was hard and stood straight, then repeated it with Colt’s other nipple. Perfect.
Colt cried out beautifully when Avery attached the nipple clamps at the exact same time. He thrashed, arms coming down and accidentally making it worse by pressing against them with his upper arms.
“Oh God, oh Sir,” Colt babbled. “So good.”
“You look amazing, pet. Covered in my rope, your nipples perfectly pinched.” He gave Colt’s cock one stroke. “Maybe I should tie this up next.”
Colt whimpered. Avery had done that once before, and he’d been so damned proud he’d taken a photo so Colt could see for himself. He’d promptly deleted it, too—no one ever got to see Colt like this. Only him.
“I should take some photos so you can see yourself the way I see you.”
“Please,” Colt whispered.
Avery slid off the bed to fetch his phone, then took several shots of his work. Colt’s chest rose and fell heavily, both from the bondage and the plug still vibrating in his ass. Avery’s dick would be in there, but not quite yet. He picked up the flogger and tickled the ends over Colt’s nipples. Down his abs. Over his straining cock and balls. His stuffed hole. Colt gasped and panted at the additional sensations assaulting his body.
“I could leave you like this and go down to the lobby for a drink,” Avery said, mostly for Colt’s reaction. Slightly panicked, but also reassured that Sir knew what was best for him. “I could. But I won’t. I’m going to fuck you now, and you don’t get to come until I say.”
“Yes, S-s-sir.”
Stuttering now. He was close. Sir knew his pet well.
He turned off the plug, lubed up his fingers, and then eased the plug out. Immediately replaced it with three of his own fingers, keeping Colt nice and open. Colt keened at the sudden change, hips jerking. Avery nudged his fingers deeper, until he reached the last knuckle. “Who does your hole belong to?”
“You, S-s-sir.”
“Who do you belong to, pet?”
“S-s-sir.”
“Yes, you do.” Curious, because he’d never done it before, Avery withdrew his fingers far enough to tuck his pinky in with the others, then pressed forward again. Slowly. Gently. Teasing Colt’s opening in a new, breathtaking way. Four didn’t go in as far, and Avery didn’t want to risk hurting Colt, so he fucked shallowly with four fingers, mesmerized by the sight.
“So pretty, stretched open for me, pet. Are you ready for my dick?”
“Please!”
Avery eased his fingers out and spread the remaining lube on his cock. Colt was pretty slippery already, but Avery squeezed a bit more from the bottle just in case. He’d never forgive himself if he hurt his pet.
The red ball gag caught his eye and he paused. He’d brought the gag for a reason, and it was to help Colt face this fear. Fear of having his ability to say no taken away. Fear instilled in him by a horrible Dom who Avery still wanted to hunt down and punish on Colt’s behalf. He reached up for it and fingered the rubber ball.
Trust his decision to take it or not.
Avery removed the blindfold. Colt blinked several times to adjust to the brightness. His mouth fell open when he spotted the gag. “Do you want to wear this?” Avery asked.
Colt swallowed hard, Adam’s apple bobbing, pupils blown wide. “Yes, Sir.”
“All right. I’ll be back.” Avery darted into the bathroom for a tissue, which he pressed into Colt’s hands. “This is your safeword. If you let go of it, I’ll stop and remove the gag, I promise.”
“Okay. Let’s try.”
“I’m so proud of you for facing this fear, Colt. I hope it helps you face others.”
Colt smiled at the praise and opened his mouth. Avery inserted the ball and secured the gag behind Colt’s head, careful not to pull or pinch his hair. Avery’s cock pulsed at the sight now, Colt wide open, gagged and bound for Avery’s pleasure.
“I’m going to put the blindfold back,” Avery said. “All I want is for you to feel.”
Colt whimpered but didn’t drop the tissue, so Avery covered his eyes. Then he took another picture, because Christ! He stroked his hands across Colt’s abs, up his ribs, down his pecs. Tweaked the nipple clamps. Colt seemed unsure what to do with his arms. Tied like that, they hit the clamps if he kept them down, so he rested the bound part on top of his head. Avery trusted him to raise his hands before dropping the tissue if he needed to safeword out.
“You come when I say.”
Colt nodded as best he could given the position of his arms.
Avery positioned himself at Colt’s wet entrance and pushed home.
* * *
Colt screamed against the gag as Sir finally breached him, finally gave him exactly what Colt had been panting for all damned day. Sir’s cock felt amazing, filling him, thrusting hard, taking Sir’s pleasure for himself. Using Colt in the very best way. He clutched at the tissue and let himself fall into the sensations wracking his body.
His back was still pleasantly sore from the flogging, and his skin abraded wonderfully against the sheets. Sir’s hips slammed against his sore ass, jolting those tiny nips of pain into his system. His nipples throbbed and his bound joints ached. His mouth was uncomfortable with the rubber gag, but it also gave him the chance to make noise. Really make noise, because Sir was taking him apart and Colt rejoiced in it.
Rejoiced in handing his body over to Sir’s will. To Sir’s hands, whips, clamps, cock, all of it. No eyes, no voice, no freedom. He was Sir’s to use, and he’d never felt more safe or loved in his life.
He let go to Sir’s capable hands and he soared.
“Getting close, pet,” Sir said, his reverent voice breaking through the fog surrounding Colt’s higher thought functions. Sir clasped Colt’s cock and jerked him roughly. “Come for me. Now!”
Colt reacted instinctively to the command, and he shot across his chest. The orgasm rolled over him like a tidal wave, crashing down and smothering him with its intensity. His body jerked and writhed, and Colt screamed behind the gag, because it was all too much. Avery thrust deep and came, giving Colt the gift of his spend.
The moments immediately after blurred, and Colt came back as the nipple clamps were removed and blood rushed into them hot and tingly. The blindfold and gag were gone. His entire body ached in the very best way, his ass deliciously sore. He relaxed while Avery unbound his arms, then massaged them to help with blood flow. Avery did the same for his legs, carefully stretching each one back out, love in every touch and motion.
He helped Colt sip some water first, and then he fetched washcloths to clean them both up, because no way did Colt have the energy to walk to the bathroom. Once that task was finished, Avery tucked them both into bed and snuggled up beside him.
“How do you feel?” Avery asked.
“Free,” Colt replied. “Thank you.”
“You’re very welcome. You truly are remarkable.”
Colt smiled, unable to keep his heavy eyelids open. “Thank you, Sir. Gonna sleep now.”
“You rest.” Avery dropped kisses on his cheeks and lips. “You deserve it. When you wake up, we’ll call room service for supper.”
“Good plan.”
Colt let the siren’s call of sleep pull him under, and he rested safely in his lover’s arms.
My Sir.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Avery only napped for about twenty minutes before the urgent need to pee roused him from their bed. After taking care of business, he sat on the edge of the bed and studied Colt. He was flat on his stomach, head turned to the side, mouth slightly open as he slept, his blond hair a matted mess against the pillow. But it wasn’t those surface details. Colt looked like he was truly, finally, at peace with himself. With past mistakes and the choices he’d made that still haunted him.
I helped him get here.
He grabbed his tablet and settled against the headboard to read. When Colt woke after about two hours, he still seemed a little out of it, but also stronger, so they tumbled into the massive walk-in shower to properly wash. Colt got handsy and eventually ended up blowing Avery against the shower wall, while he jerked himself off.
After their shower, Avery applied more lotion to Colt’s back and butt, sad to see the marks fading but confident he’d put them there again. Then he called in a room service order, and they cuddled on the couch in sweatpants to wait.
“Feeling stronger?” Avery asked.
“I feel amazing. Sore, yeah, but…thank you for the gag.” Colt lifted his head from where it had been resting on Avery’s shoulder. “I needed to face that. I’m not scared of it anymore.”
“I’m glad.” He dropped a light kiss on Colt’s mouth. “I’m so proud of you for overcoming that fear. For reclaiming what Sebastian stole from you.”
“Me, too. On your next layover, I’d like you to help me face another fear.”
“Name it.”
“Ride up to the ghost town site with me at night? I only went back the one time for Sophie’s wedding, but that was during the day with lots of people.”
Avery’s heart swelled with love and pride. “I will absolutely do that for you. I’ll plan my layover around us going up to the ranch.”
“Thank you.” Colt put his head back down. “I’m so glad we found each other again. So fucking glad.”
“You’re lucky I’m a creature of habit and still had the same office number as five years ago.”
Colt chuckled. “True.”
They sat, quietly existing together until room service arrived. Avery had ordered them both a hearty steak dinner with a baked potato, creamed spinach, and a bottle of wine to share. No more tying up was happening tonight, so Avery didn’t mind indulging in the alcohol. They each had their own plate, but Colt seemed to enjoy offering up bites of his steak and potato to Avery, so they took turns feeding each other until they were both stuffed.
With nothing more taxing to do than relax, Colt found a movie for them, and they cuddled up with their wine to watch. The wine made Avery a bit loopy, and at the end of the film, he said, “I want you to come with me to my grandparents’ anniversary party in January.”
Colt sat up straighter. “Really?”
“Yes.” Determination stole over him now that Avery’s lizard brain had made the decision. “Violet told me to find a proper date, which I’m sure to her means a nice girl, but I want to take you. I’m proud to have you as a partner, Colt, and I want to show you off.”
“Will your parents be there?”
“Yes.”
Colt chewed on his lower lip. “Are you really sure about this? I don’t want to cause drama at a big family gathering.”
“They’re Mike’s parents and they are incredibly open-minded. One of Mike’s sisters is a lesbian and she’s married to a nice lady. Any drama is all Violet. But if you aren’t comfortable being my date, I understand.”
“It’s not that. I’d be so fucking proud to walk in on your arm. Like I said, I don’t want to cause drama.”
“You won’t cause the drama, if any drama occurs. Violet is going to have to get used to the idea that we’re together, or I simply won’t have a relationship with her.”
“But she’s your mom.”
“Biologically, she’s my aunt.”
“She raised you, Avery, you know what I mean.”
“Yes, I do, and I’m saying that I choose you, Colt. We got through our first month apart. We can do this if we really try, and I want to try.”
“Me, too.” Colt kissed the side of his neck. “I won’t wreck our second chance. I’m all in, Avery. I’ll go to the party with you.”
“In the cowboy getup?”
“If that’s what you want.”
“We’ll see.”
They came together and made out on the couch for a while, before returning to bed to sleep. Avery was exhausted, Colt looked worn out, and they both had an early alarm to get Avery to the airport for a seven-a.m. departure. Colt curled his bigger body up around Avery’s and held him tight as they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
* * *
Dropping Avery off at the airport was quickly becoming Colt’s least favorite thing in the world. He couldn’t have asked for a better day with his boyfriend, but watching him get swallowed up by the airport after being together truly sucked donkey balls. But they’d be together again in a month, and Colt drove back to the ranch in bet
ter spirits than he expected. His back was still slightly sore, his ass tender, and he had zero regrets about any of it.
And that evening, after Colt put in a full day of work, Mack and Reyes were waiting on his porch with cold beer. Just like the last time Avery left.
He told them the polite bits of his day with Avery, and then mentioned the anniversary party.
Mack scowled. “Avery’s mom is a homophobe?”
“I’m not really sure,” Colt replied. “I didn’t meet her the first time I was with Avery, but I saw him right after he told her about us. He was pretty upset by her refusal to accept Avery was attracted to me. She said it was an infatuation.”
Reyes grunted once. “Parents.”
“Right?” None of them was still in contact with their parents anymore. Colt knew Mack had had a falling out with his father, but didn’t know what had happened between Reyes and his folks. Now didn’t seem like the time to ask.
“I say fuck her and go to the party,” Mack said. “It’s free food, plus a weekend away with your guy.”
“All very true.” Colt grinned at the idea of two days in a hotel room with Avery. His dick gave an interested twitch.
“You seem different. More relaxed.”
“I am.” Colt had never shared this truth with his friends, but he wanted to now. “Before I met Avery, hell, before I met you guys, I used to fuck around a lot with Doms. Do scenes. I liked being tied up and flogged before I got fucked. But one night I went home with the wrong guy, and he really hurt me. Made me real scared of some things. But not anymore, because Avery really helped me last night. I got over that fear because of him.”
He hazarded a look at his friends. Reyes had a calm anger in his eyes, while Mack looked mad enough to spit nails, and Colt couldn’t figure out who he was mad at. Not until Mack stood and pulled Colt into a tight hug. “You could have told us that sooner, man,” Mack whispered. “You know we’ll listen when you need to talk.”
Colt smiled against Mack’s shoulder. “I do now. Thank you.”
“Anytime.” Mack released him. “Anyone ever punish the douche-nozzle for hurting you?”
