Garrett: A M/m BDSM Romance (Bound & Controlled Book 1)

by Shaw Montgomery

  Of course, sometimes taking care of him was a little literal.

  After they’d eaten and were helping to clean up, Garrett leaned close and discreetly whispered in Wyatt’s ear. “Let’s head back to the bathroom, Sweet. I want to check on you.”

  Wyatt nodded and tried not to stand out as they made their way through the kitchen and living room to the back of the house. He wasn’t sure what to expect, so he tried to simply follow Master’s direction. The silent reminder to himself that his master was in charge soothed some of his nerves.

  Walking into what seemed to be a guestroom, Garrett led him into a spacious bathroom. “I’ll wait outside while you use the restroom. Then we’re going to take a look at you.”

  Thankful that he had privacy, Wyatt quickly handled his needs and washed his hands. When he was ready, he opened the door and waited for his master’s instructions.

  Garrett walked in, and after locking the door, went over to sit on the edge of the tub. “Come here, boy. I want to see how you’re doing. I don’t want you sore, remember.”

  It wasn’t a question, but as Wyatt walked over to him, he nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

  He still couldn’t believe it was real. Standing there with Garrett as his master, while the sexy Dom took off his pants. If Wyatt was the swooning type, this would definitely do it. Master was obviously as turned on as he was, judging by the tenting in his pants. If Wyatt’s cock wasn’t restrained, it would have been hard too.

  The fact that his master had him walking around with a cock ring on and a plug up his ass was still crazy hot. The plug wasn’t big enough to make it too difficult. It was just a constant reminder of his master’s control. That was hot too.

  Master reached out to unbutton Wyatt’s pants, letting them slide to the floor. Master gave him the same hungry look he had earlier as he eyed Wyatt’s underwear. Sexy underwear got his master going. Good. Wyatt was going to have a wonderful time finding new ones to tempt him with.

  Sliding his hands up Wyatt’s legs, Garrett cupped his ass, letting his fingers caress the edge of the material. Wyatt wanted to shove his ass back and beg Garrett to touch him harder, but he knew he shouldn’t.

  The wait made him crazy but eventually, with slow, deliberate movements, the sexy Dom slid the tiny, tight briefs down to Wyatt’s thighs. Half-naked, with his ass hanging out, he felt deliciously naughty. He wanted to spread himself out over Garrett’s lap and plead for a spanking. He couldn’t do that either.

  Crazy frustrating and incredibly arousing.

  Garrett trailed his hands up Wyatt’s legs and around to his cock. The look on his face made it clear Garrett knew how wound up he was making him. Having Garrett inspect him shouldn’t have been that sexy. It was like his body truly belonged to his master.

  Insanely hot.

  It could have been a fantasy he jerked off to a thousand times. A master inspecting his property before he uses it. Thank goodness, Garrett couldn’t see the dirty thoughts running through his head. His master would think he was probably a little unbalanced.

  “Oh, the naughty thought running through your head.” Garrett’s deep voice pulled Wyatt back from his fantasy.

  “Um, Master?”

  “One of these days, Sweet, you’re going to kneel down in front of me and tell me about those naughty fantasies.” Garrett’s hand gently rubbed Wyatt’s not so happy cock. The tender touch was making it hard to focus.

  The image made Wyatt’s knees weak.

  Maybe in panic, maybe in need…it was hard to be sure which.

  “Um, yes, Master?” Wyatt didn’t mean for it to come out as a question. He would never voluntarily do something like that on his own, it was hard enough to tell a guy he wanted a full-time Dom. Sharing the crazy fantasies that ran through his head would be…He couldn’t even describe it.

  “Yes, Sweet. I want to know every sexy, dirty thought that runs through your head.” Garrett looked down at Wyatt’s soft length. “Not right now, though. I want to be able to see how hard they make you.”

  Saved for now…but probably not for long.

  Master gave Wyatt’s cock a pat. “All right. Turn around so I can check on your plug.”

  Nothing to think about or even worry over. He just had to follow directions. That thought always made things easier. It wasn’t his dirty desires, it was what his master wanted. At some point, Wyatt knew he was going to have to work on that but for now, it made him feel calmer.

  Turning slowly, trying not to trip on his pants, Wyatt leaned over and bared himself for his master. It felt incredible. Pleasing Garrett, obeying him, letting his master see his body…use him…Shivers raced through him. He couldn’t wait to get home.

  Master hadn’t said anything specific but Wyatt knew they’d do something—Please, God, they had to do something.

  A light smack echoed through the room as Garrett gave his ass a pop. “Reach back and open yourself for me.”

  Could you die from arousal?

  Reaching back, he grabbed his cheeks and pulled, showing Garrett everything.

  “Very good.”

  Wyatt heard packaging rattling, and he fought the urge to look behind him. If Master wanted him to know he’d tell him. The waiting cranked his desire even higher. Garrett had to know what he was doing to him. The steady pull of the plug made Wyatt gasp. Was Master taking it out? As unsure as Wyatt had been about the idea earlier, he couldn’t imagine not having it in.

  “We’re going to make sure you’re not too sore later. I’m going to put more lube on this and then we’ll be all set.” Garrett’s deep voice was rough with desire. Please let that mean his master was going to use him later. Wyatt needed to come.

  The plug came out making a noise that had Wyatt blushing. Garrett just ignored it. When Garrett’s slick fingers carefully entered Wyatt, he thought he’d lose it. The image of humping back on Master’s fingers and already overwhelming pleasure made Wyatt moan.

  “That’s my sexy boy. You’re so needy, aren’t you? I can’t wait to get you home.” Garrett didn’t say exactly what he’d do, that made Wyatt even crazier.

  Thankfully, Garrett didn’t torture him too long.

  Even though Wyatt hated to lose the incredible sensations, he wouldn’t be able to function around everyone else if Master didn’t stop. Pushing the plug back into place, Garrett gave Wyatt’s ass a gentle slap and started pulling up his briefs. Just the act of Garrett dressing him was embarrassingly hot. It made him feel even more exposed.

  “Okay. Straighten up and turn back around this way. We need to get you dressed.” Garrett might have been matter of fact, almost stern, but the erection straining his pants let Wyatt know he wasn’t as detached as he was trying to appear.

  What he wanted to do was to kneel down and beg to relieve his master. This wasn’t the place for that, though. And they’d already been gone too long. Someone was going to notice if they were gone even longer.

  Straightening Wyatt’s clothing, Master smiled up at him. “Oh, the things I want to do to you, Sweet.”

  Yes!

  CHAPTER 13

  Garrett

  “What did you think about the sparks between Grant and Carter? That wasn’t my imagination was it?” Wyatt looked over to Garrett as they were walking in the door to the sub’s house.

  “No. Definitely not. I’ve never seen Grant that taken with someone right off the bat.” Garrett had been incredibly surprised to see how easily his gruff brother had charmed Wyatt’s friend. Garrett shut the door and locked it. He had plans that didn’t involve interruptions.

  “What kind of guy does Grant usually date?” Wyatt didn’t seem to want to let the topic drop.

  It was easy for Garrett to see he was concerned for his friend. “You are going to talk to Carter tomorrow. Sometime when I’m not around. That way, you two can have some privacy and he can tell you what he thought and what they discussed. Then, I think you will feel better. For now, we are going to leave the topic at the door and simply focus on us.
Are we clear, boy?”

  Wyatt got a surprised look and glanced around, finally understanding they were home. He blushed then nodded. “Yes, Master.”

  Garrett could see that his boy was connecting the dots now. How to start things off…

  He took Wyatt’s hand and tugged him close, pressing the sub against his body. Giving into temptation, Garrett gave his boy a long, slow kiss. Unwilling to get completely sidetracked from his plans, no matter how tasty his boy was, Garrett pulled back. “We are going to go into the living room. You’re going to strip down to that sexy underwear and kneel on your cushion for me. When you’re ready, we’re going to talk and I’ll explain how the rest of our evening will work.”

  There was no question and nothing to debate. Just the way Wyatt wanted it. He didn’t want discussions on what the scene might entail. He didn’t want to keep things mainstream and sneak off to the bedroom later. He wanted to belong to his master, and Garrett thought, to be used for his master’s pleasure.

  That was the part Garrett had a few questions on.

  Just to make sure they were on the same page. Then he’d give his sub what he needed.

  “Go on then. Go get ready.”

  Wyatt took a step back and gave Garrett a peaceful smile. “Yes, Master.”

  Once he’d walked into the living room and Garrett could hear the rustle of clothes, he leaned back against the door and took a deep breath. Wyatt might have been the one with the toys on but Garrett had been hard for hours thinking about it. The image of his boy bent over with the plug sliding in his ass was incredibly erotic.

  Their evening was a long way from over too. It was going to be quite a while before he would get any relief. He could wait. It was going to be worth it to play with his boy. Getting himself under control, he pushed off the door and walked into the living room.

  Stunning.

  His sweet sub was kneeling by the couch, head bowed, arms behind his back, and those sexy briefs cupping every curve. Now that he was kneeling, the underwear was so tiny a good length of his ass showed as he knelt.

  “Very good, Sweet.” Walking over to the couch, Garrett could see Wyatt relax with the words. Wyatt obviously loved knowing he’d pleased his master.

  Relaxing on the couch, Garrett spread his legs and motioned Wyatt closer. “Right over here where I can touch you. Perfect.”

  When the sub was in front of him, Garrett reached out so he could caress Wyatt’s hair. He would never get enough of his sweet, sexy sub. “This came up a little when we were talking about limits, but I want to make sure I understand what you like before we continue.”

  Wyatt looked up and Garrett could see the wheels turning in his head. Finally, he gave a simple response. “I’ll do my best to answer you, Sir.”

  “I know you will. Even if this is hard, I need you to tell me the truth. I want to make sure we both understand what you like. Not just your limits.” Garrett paused for a moment to let that sink in. Wyatt waited, beautifully presented between Garrett’s legs. “I know you like to serve, Sweet. I know you want to completely belong to your master. Having someone who sets boundaries for you and gives you the structure you crave makes you feel safe. I need to understand how you feel about not just serving your master, but being used by your master.”

  The way Wyatt’s face pinked up and his struggle to maintain eye contact let Garrett know he was on the right track. “When you picture our relationship, Sweet, do you see me walking in and you coming over to kneel for me or do you picture me walking in and using you for my pleasure? Do you fantasize about me coming and telling you to kneel and suck me off? Do you fantasize about your cock being caged and having your master fuck your tight little hole even though you don’t get to come, just because that’s what your master wants?”

  With his flushed cheeks and the way he was nibbling on his bottom lip, Garrett thought he had a pretty good idea where his boy’s fantasies lay. He had to be sure though. He didn’t want to misunderstand things and cause problems in their relationship. He’d never had a full-time sub before and he wasn’t going to try to guess what was on the sub’s mind.

  It took several long moments for Wyatt to respond. He may have been stunned by the question or he might not have known how to answer, but eventually, he seemed to get his thoughts in order. Not that Garrett minded if he took even longer. Watching the sweet sub kneel at his feet, nearly naked and wanting to serve, Garrett had an incredible view to keep him occupied.

  Wyatt had to clear his throat several times before he could answer. It finally came out in an almost hesitant voice. “I…I like both. Sometimes the first but a lot of times the second.” Then he paused. Garrett wanted more information though, so he waited. Wyatt must have realized it wasn’t quite enough, so he kept going, this time more embarrassed. “I liked the way you made me bend over while you plugged me. I like the idea of you using me. Just not all the time, you know, but sometimes. And it was…you know…”

  It looked like they were coming to the end of what Wyatt could share at that point. That was okay, Garrett was starting to get the picture. “Was it something like that you were fantasizing about in the bathroom earlier?”

  The boy had loved it when Garrett had taken a very no-nonsense attitude when he’d been checking the plug. The more detached he’d acted, the more turned on his boy got. Wyatt might not like the idea of admitting he wanted to be used and maybe slightly objectified, but it certainly excited him.

  At some point, he’d have to see Wyatt’s thoughts on humiliation play, but not yet. Later, when Wyatt was more confident about sharing and when Garrett was more confident he could read the sweet sub well enough.

  Wyatt managed a little nod before looking down at the floor. “Yes, Master.”

  “Thank you for letting me know.” Now, on to the fun part of their evening. “Stand up. It’s time for those briefs to come off.” Wyatt rose, so graceful it still awed Garrett. Standing quietly with his hands behind his back, he waited for the next instructions.

  Reaching out, Garrett fingered the edge of the fabric, loving the little shivers that raced through Wyatt. Sliding the underwear down Wyatt’s legs, Garrett watched as he stepped out of them and stood naked for his master.

  So incredibly sexy.

  Mentally crossing his fingers that he understood Wyatt’s needs, Garrett let his hands trail back up the sub’s legs to his still trapped cock. Casually rolling the sleeping length between his fingers, he looked up at Wyatt. “I like knowing that not only your orgasms belong to me but even your erections.”

  His boy obviously liked it too. He started breathing faster and Garrett could see him biting back a moan. “You like it too or you wouldn’t have so many cock cages and sexy rings. You like knowing you belong to me completely, that you can’t even get hard without my permission.” He stated it like a fact, no question, just telling the boy that he understood his secret. Something about his matter-of-fact tone when talking about desires made Wyatt even more aroused.

  “You’re going to stay like this for a while. If you’re very good, I might let you come. Of course, I might not. I might bend you over the couch,” he let his fingers wander down under Wyatt’s cock to tease at the edge of his tight pucker, “and then I’ll fuck your ass until I come. You’d still be horny and needy but with your cock restrained like this, you can’t even get hard.”

  Oh, that just did it for the boy. Something about the fantasy or the dirty talk took him from aroused to desperately wanting in seconds. A little moan escaped, and he spoke out before he could catch himself. “Please, Master.”

  Deliberately misunderstanding, Garrett gave him a wicked smile, before coming back up to play with the boy’s flaccid dick. Garrett wasn’t going to let him forget he was trapped and at his master’s mercy. “You want me to leave your cock nice and confined, so I can fuck you without you being able to come? I might do that then since you want it so much you’re begging for it. Naughty little sub for begging. We might have to punish you for that. L
ater, though. Right now, I have something else in mind.”

  Another little groan escaped his needy boy. Muscles clenched, it was clear he was fighting to stay still. So turned on and so sexy. “Kneel.” Nice master was gone…his boy wanted something firmer right then.

  Reaching for his pants, he made a show of slowly unbuttoning them and sliding the zipper down. “You’re going to snuggle right up close and I’m going to use that sexy mouth of yours to keep my cock warm. You don’t get to suck and you’re not even supposed to get me hard. I’m going to use you as my naked little cock warmer while I watch TV. Do you understand?”

  The broken moan that escaped the sub had Garrett’s cock fighting to get hard. So damned hot. His boy’s eyes glazed over and he leaned forward. “Yes, Master. I’m just your naked little cock warmer.”

  Pushing his boxers down and easing his cock out of his pants, Garrett watched as Wyatt followed every movement with his hungry eyes. If his reaction was any clue, this was right out of one of his boy’s dirty fantasies. Perfect.

  Reaching out to guide Wyatt’s mouth closer, Garrett wrapped one hand around the boy’s head. Controlling his movements, making sure the boy knew who was in charge, Garrett slowly lined the boy up with his cock. “Open, boy.”

  Even without touching him, Garrett would have been able to see the shiver that raced through him. Wyatt braced his chest against the couch and opened his mouth, waiting for Garrett to move him. Such beautiful submission, complete and unwavering. Funneling his thickening cock into the boy, he brought the sub’s head down to rest against his thigh.

  “Just like that. All you’re going to do is hold my cock in your hot little mouth.” Watching the sub shiver again as the dirty words rolled through him let Garrett know he was pushing all the boy’s buttons.

  Wyatt curled into Garrett’s legs, letting his head relax on Garrett’s lap. Closing his eyes, he lay there quietly. His mouth was warm and the way his tongue caressed the cock that filled his mouth made Garrett want to moan. It was all he could do to fill his mind with other things, keeping his cock from getting fully erect.