Landon stood there waiting, breathing hard, and then he felt the soft, hot spray of the shower on his forehead. Pisces, slowly and meticulously rinsed him off, spraying back and forth, the water and soap cascading down his body, heading to the drain. He rinsed off his face, then back and forth across his chest, paying special attention to his nipples. He rinsed each one individually, his free hand caressing and playing. Landon felt his mouth intermittently covering each nipple, licking and sucking them, sending waves of chills up and down his body. He sprayed and rinsed his stomach, pausing briefly over his hard shaft before continuing over the tops of his thighs, down his legs to his feet.
Breathing heavy, Landon turned and braced himself once more against the front wall of the shower, his body aching, beginning to shake. He felt the spray on his neck and shoulders sending hot water tracing down his back in streams. Pisces sprayed slowly back and forth, rinsing the soap from his back, then down over his ass, rinsing and massaging each cheek with his free hand. He rinsed each leg in succession, from the top of the thigh to his feet.
Pisces let the showerhead dangle as he touched Landon’s hips, pulling him back from the wall. Landon slowly bent at the waist, still bracing himself against the front wall with his hands. Pisces touched his hands on his inner thighs as he spread his legs wide for him, arching his back. He picked up the showerhead and directed the spray at the small of his back, holding it there shortly, before drawing a line directly between his ass cheeks, and over his ass until it sprayed only on his heavy ball sack. Landon pushed his hips back toward the spray and felt Pisces’s finger find his balls, gently massaging and pulling on them.
Landon felt the hot water pouring onto his aching ass, as Pisces’s hand manipulated his cock. He switched the showerhead to slow massage, sending a pulsating stream directly between his cheeks. Landon spread his ass open, and moaned as he felt Pisces positioned the showerhead at his anus, the hot water massaging his tight hole. Pisces held the showerhead close, and the water almost filled him up. Landon pushed back harder against it, and then it was gone.
He heard Pisces place the showerhead in its cradle above him, directing the hot pulsating spray at his back. His eyes still closed, he felt a light tapping on his asshole. He knew it was the tip of Pisces cock. Pisces traced Landon’s hole with his dick, feeling the water pour off Landon’s ass to splash on his cock. Pisces rubbed the tip up and down the groove between Landon’s ass.
At that moment, Landon immediately pressed back, taking Pisces deep inside him, squeezing down on him, hard. Pisces grabbed his hips and started to pump his cock hard and deep inside him. He met each one of Pisces’s thrusts by pushing back hard against the wall, feeling Pisces’s cock drive deep inside his ass with the slow pounding of the hot water on his back.
Harder and faster, Pisces pumped, both of them starting to sweat from the steam, the sweet smell of soap lingering in the air. His ass on fire, his nipples burning, Landon squeezed and released his asshole around Pisces’s cock with each thrust, stroking his lover’s cock with his ass.
Pisces reached for his shoulders for more advantage and drove his throbbing cock harder and deeper inside, ready to come. A few more deep thrusts and then he held his cock inside him, coming hard. Landon pushed back into him, his ass contracting, coming with him, the hot pulsing water still hitting his back and sending water cascading over his ass and Pisces’s cock and balls. Both of them came hard before Pisces slowly slipped out of him.
Using the wall to help him stand up, Landon turned to faced him, opening his eyes for the second time. Pisces just reached above his head, switching the showerhead to the soft, hot spray. When Pisces looked at him, Landon fell into his arms, kissing him deeply and hugging him tightly. It was then that Landon realized that, standing there in Pisces arms, the worries that had been plaguing him for weeks disappeared. With Pisces, he could relax and be himself, and for the first time in weeks, he felt as if everything would be all right.
“Come on, baby. Let me get you in bed,” Pisces said, opening the shower. “You know, Landon, you worry too much. I have all faith in the world that the universe will bless us, but we are going to have to prove to the heavens that we deserve her.”
“Any idea on how we go about doing that?” Landon asked, wrapping a towel around his waist.
“Not a fucking clue.”
Chapter Four
Angelica pulled into Celestial a little after five in the morning. Not wanting to put off the inevitable, she’d packed a small bag and left last night, taking her time as she drove from Denver, Colorado, to Celestial, Montana. Along the way, she had tried several times to get a hold of her partner Landon, and when he didn’t respond, she figured he was already on the case. That was one of the things she liked about Landon Michaels. He was all about the job. He didn’t mince words, and he didn’t fuck around. When a case landed in his lap, he took it seriously, and nothing persuaded him to stray from the task at hand.
From the moment she left the academy and was partnered with the seasoned agent, she felt as if she won the lottery. Everyone wanted to be partnered with the Landon Michaels, but she got the privilege. Agent Michaels was damn good at what he did and a legend in the bureau, and she was totally in love with him. Of course, he didn’t know that. At first, she thought it was some kind of crush, or maybe some form of idol worship because she wanted to be just like him, but over the months, she knew it was nothing like that. The man was ten years her senior, and she was head over heels in love with her partner.
At one time, she had thought of asking Director Avery for another partner, but quickly nixed that idea. She didn’t want to chance another female agent cozying up to him. She wasn’t a jealous woman by nature, but the thought of another person doing the mattress mambo with Landon and, well, her claws came out and she was ready to shred any bitch who claimed him. So, bottling her adoration and lust, she ignored everything and concentrated on the job. It had helped at first, but lately, she felt like something was off with Landon, as if he was hiding something from her. Thinking she would have some time on this babysitting assignment, she planned to get to the bottom of it. Landon was her partner, for better or worse, and if he needed something, she was going to make sure she delivered it, even if she had to put it on a platter and spoon-feed it to him.
She had just passed the Starlight Spa when she slammed on the brakes and cursed. “What the hell?” There before her, in the middle of the road, were five women sitting in a circle, chanting something awful. It almost sounded as if they were speaking Klingon, but unbelievably that wasn’t the strangest part. Nope, there out in the open for all to see, the five women were butt-ass naked. Rolling her eyes, she looked toward the heavens and prayed for strength, because being in this crazy-ass town, she was going to need all the help she could get.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she murmured. Putting the car in park, she left the engine running as she got out and walked over to them.
“Excuse me, ladies, but what in the hell are you doing?” she asked.
“Summoning the God of Fury,” one of the women said as the others continued to chant.
“Okay, I’ll bite. Why?”
“Because the gigolo Apollo hasn’t repented enough,” another woman said.
“What did he do?” Angelica asked, not really wanting to know, but it seemed as if it was the right thing to ask if she was going to get these women out of the middle of the street.
“He slept with my sister,” the only blonde woman said.
“And this God of Fury is going to do what?”
“Punish the gigolo and make him see the error of his ways.”
“Oh, honey, I hate to break it to ya, but the only way that asshat is going to see that is if you punish him. Now, I am assuming one of you is the girlfriend?”
“I was.” The pretty petite blonde stood. “I’m Fairy Belltower, and these are my coven sisters.”
“Uh, yeah, nice to meet ya,” Angelica replied, not knowing what to say to th
at revelation. “Look, I don’t know about this God of yours, but if it were me, I’m thinking a couple jars of honey and a beekeeper is what you need. There’s nothing better than a punishment that’s sweet with a sting.”
“Are you sure? Because the God of Fury will rain down his wrath with a mighty sword.”
“Uh, o-kay. How about we save the swords for later. Try this first, and if it doesn’t work, then come find me. I have a whole bag of tricks to put a gigolo in his place.”
Before Angelica could finish her sentence, the pretty blonde-haired woman hugged her tight and said, “You are a warrior goddess sent from the heavens, thank you!”
Angelica said nothing as the young woman and her friends quickly departed the street and left. Wishing she had some bleach handy to wipe away the last ten minutes of her life, Angelica hopped back into her car and headed for the address on her GPS. She wasn’t looking forward to seeing Pisces, but knowing that Landon was probably already there made the meeting a bit better. All she could hope for was that Landon took pity on her and already had Pisces bound and gagged.
* * * *
“You know something, I do believe this is my favorite room,” Landon said, admiring the massive, king-sized, four-poster bed. The curtains on the bed were sheer white, and all were neatly tied to the nearest post. The frame was an ornate lightwood, and all the bedcovers and pillows were perfectly white, too. The bed was the only piece of furniture in the room. Two of the walls in the room were really floor-to-ceiling windows, the others floor-to-ceiling mirrors. The view of the mountain range was truly breathtaking. It was magnificent. The room was so bright and white Landon wanted to stay here forever.
Pisces stood behind him, his arms around his waist, hugging him close. Landon loved that about Pisces. He was very hands on. Pisces knew what this room meant to him, and Landon was thankful that he gave him a few moments to absorb the beauty of the room. Pisces must have become impatient because before Landon could say anything, Pisces turned him and kissed him passionately while pushing them both down on the bed. They rolled around while they kissed and their hands went exploring on the other. They finally wound up in a position with him straddling Pisces while he lay on his back. Somehow, in all the rolling around, Landon lost his towel. Landon leaned down and kissed Pisces. It was passionate and desperate. He could feel his excitement of what was to come, his cock getting harder by the second.
“Are you ready for me to tie you up?”
Landon ground his hips down against Pisces. Whimpering softly, he was so horny. “Yes.”
He smiled and whispered in his ear, “So you’re asking me to tie you up?”
Landon should have known that Pisces would make a game of this. Everything was to him. Though they had thought of everything, the thought of Pisces tying him up still unsettled him a bit. It wasn’t that he didn’t mind it, but Landon had never given himself wholly like that before. It took a great amount of trust on his part, and on Pisces’s. Oh, Landon knew that Pisces would never do anything to hurt him. It was just that Ace was going to show soon, and if this wacky idea of theirs was going to work, one of them needed to be tied up, and Landon did draw the short stick.
“Come on, baby. You gotta get in the mood here. This isn’t going to work if you’re gonna be a baby about the whole damn thing. I promise, next time, you can tie me up, okay?”
“It’s not that,” Landon whispered.
“Oh yes it is. You’re just sore that you have to be the one our Princess sees bound and being fucked. I already told ya, I am all for you tying me up, but you went all macho man Randy Savage on me, saying I won fair and square.”
“Oh for fuck’s sake, just shut the hell up and tie me up!”
Grinning wickedly, Pisces laughed. “There ya go, baby. Beg me for it.”
When Pisces pulled Landon’s hands behind his back, Landon knew there was no going back. As crazy as this plan was, Landon had to admit, it did have it merits. Though the shock factor was going to profound, he wasn’t so sure that Ace wouldn’t just haul off and cap Pisces’s ass out of pure spite. Landon had known for some time that Ace liked him, but to what extent, he wasn’t sure. However one thing he was sure of—that she absolutely, without a doubt in his mind, hated Pisces. How Pisces was going to persuade, change, or weasel his way into Ace’s pants was beyond him, but in the off chance this cockamamie plan worked, Landon was willing to try.
“I don’t want to do this against your will, baby. Tell me it’s okay for me to tie you up and have my wicked way with you.”
“Pisces, if you don’t fucking hurry, she will be here and then we will have to move to plan B.”
“Right.” Pisces smiled and then said, “Get ready, baby, because something wicked this way comes!”
Landon smiled as Pisces grinned that evil smile he got when he was about to do something nasty. But that smile didn’t scare Landon at all. Since he and Pisces had gotten together, Landon had some of his best, most powerful orgasms shortly after seeing that sinister smile. Pisces rolled him onto his back and got off the bed. He went into a closet and brought out a box. He quickly pulled out four, neon-green fluffy cuffs with shiny silver buckles on them. Pisces walked back to the bed with a surprising speed and wrapped the cuffs around each of Landon’s ankles and wrists. All of them were buckled snugly, but not so tight they hurt. The insides of the cuffs had soft fur padding that actually felt pretty nice. Each ankle and wrist cuff had a shiny silver ring attached to them.
“You know something, baby, this isn’t as bad as I thought,” Landon said, checking the restraints. The sound of the steel ring hitting the buckle reminded him of a horse drawn carriage.
Pisces smiled down at him without saying a word, and Landon wondered what he was thinking. After he went back to the box, Pisces came back with rope, but it wasn’t normal rope. This rope was neon pink. With the rope in hand, Pisces had Landon get up off the bed. Looping two of his fingers through the loops on his wrist cuffs, Pisces guided him out of his favorite room, down the hall, and into the vast living room.
Looking around the living room, Landon wondered what Pisces had planned. However, it was when Pisces grabbed the stereo remote and hit a button that Landon realized that just maybe Pisces was fucking nuts. The sounds of The Weather Girls vibrated through the walls as “It’s Raining Men” played loudly.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Landon murmured softly, not believing what he was seeing. Right before him, Pisces hit another button, and down from the ceiling, a disco ball descended along with two chains. Landon knew his mouth fell open, because there were no words for what was happening before him, especially when the florescent lights started flashing. Pisces didn’t take long to get into character, and was soon dancing around him, shaking his ass, and singing along to the song.
Going right to work, Pisces cut off a length of rope with a knife on the coffee table and passed it through the cuff on his left wrist. He passed that rope through one of the hooks in the ceiling and left it hanging loose. He then did the same to Landon’s right wrist and both ankles.
Pisces then went to Landon’s wrists first and pulled those ropes tight enough to spread his arms wide and raise them high above his head. Only when Landon was stretched to Pisces’s satisfaction did he secure the ropes with knots. Landon’s ankles were next. They were spread far enough apart with a spreader bar that it was a little uncomfortable, but not unbearable. Tied up in the middle of the living room, Landon fully understood what being spread-eagle felt like.
Pisces gently laid his hand on the side of Landon’s face and said, “Hang tight, baby. I’ll be right back.”
“What!” Landon shouted, trying to turn to see where Pisces was going. Unable to move, Landon lost it. “Where the fuck are you going?”
“I gotta tinkle.”
“And you couldn’t have done that earlier?”
“I didn’t have to go then.”
“Oh for fuck’s sake, Pisces, I am on display for the whole fucking world to s
ee. Get your ass back here!” Landon was completely freaking out! He should have known Pisces would go off the deep end. The man was crazier than the Mad Hatter was! Landon should have been completely pissed off. What if someone saw him? What if someone pulled into the driveway? What if it was someone he knew? What if it was his boss? In addition, the messed-up part of the fucked up plan was that during all of his frustration, his penis was stiffer than a fucking flagpole!
After who knows how long he stood on display for the whole world to see, his ears perked up when he heard a car in the distance. Looking up, he stared out the glass wall as a car slowly approached.
Oh, Fuck! “Pisces! Someone’s coming. Shake that pecker of yours and get the fuck out here!”
Struggling against the ropes, Landon tried to stretch his fingers to reach the buckles. He tried everything he could think of. There was nothing he could do. It was sheer torture hearing the car approaching. The possibilities of who might be in the car flooded his imagination. Soon enough Landon caught a glimpse of a car through the trees. He squirmed around and tried to hide his very stiff penis with no such luck. When the car parked the driveway, the lights shining brightly into the living room momentarily blinded Landon. For one brief instant, Landon’s life flashed before his eyes as cock spasmed like crazy and he almost squirted his juices out onto the floor.
Closing his eyes, he tried to calm himself down. His heart was racing, he was breathing heavily, and he was beginning to perspire. Moreover, his penis wouldn’t realize that this shouldn’t be exciting. He was being viewed, tied spread-eagle in the middle of the living room, by a total stranger! His balls had popped up inside him, and he was leaking like crazy. A small puddle of his pre-cum has formed on the floor below him.
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