by Tatum Throne
Shawn worked the rope over Kemper’s left arm, over his back and around his right arm. Shawn made rows and rows of lines with the rope, restraining Kemper’s arms as he worked the rope. Knots were lined up down Kemper’s spine. He didn’t stop until the rope reached Shawn’s hips. When the rope was down to his waist, Shawn crisscrossed the rope around Kemper’s cock and balls. He worked the rope between Kemper’s legs, sliding the thick rope up between his ass cheeks. With Kemper completely restrained, he led him to the bed.
“Put your forehead on the bed,” Shawn said.
Kemper’s ass was up and completely exposed to him. The mechanical hardware of his prosthetic gave the moment a steampunk quality that turned Shawn on fast. Shawn stepped away from the bed, undressing. Shawn turned away from Kemper and went to the wall where he picked out a leather flogger. There were several leather straps braided together at the end. Shawn knew he had to slow things down, but he couldn’t. He had to have Kemper. After picking out a flogger, he went to the table where he picked out a cock ring. He needed something tight around his cock to keep from spilling his juice too fast. Shawn lubed his cock, sliding the rubber cock ring down his shaft, pushing his balls into the second loop. He groaned as the blood was trapped between the cock ring.
Out of the corner of his eye, Kemper watched him from his vantage point. Shawn thought about blindfolding him, too, but for some odd reason he wanted Kemper to experience every visual sensation he could tonight.
For the first time in his experience as a Dom, he was more worried about what his sub would experience than himself. There was so much more to his relationship with Kemper than anybody else he’d ever been with. Shawn knew that when the six months were over that parting would not be easy. He couldn’t think about any of it now. His lover was waiting for him. The rest could wait.
Shawn knew he was close to coming but he had to maintain control. He went over to the bed and picked up the flogger. He rubbed it over Kemper’s ass. Kemper moaned as Shawn pulled the flogger away and brought it back hard against his ass. Shawn struck him several more times across the ass. Redness and heat moved across his creamy ass cheeks from where the leather had struck. Shawn slid the flogger between his ass cheeks, rubbing it over the rope and his perineum. Shawn pulled the flogger away, striking it against his back and shoulders. With each strike of the flogger, Kemper whimpered for more.
“I know, baby. I’ll get you there.”
Shawn reached between Kemper’s legs, stroking his cock several times. Pre-cum wept over his fingers and palm. Shawn had a thing for cum. He loved the sweet taste and the feel of it against his skin. He loved coming in his lover’s face. Shawn pulled abruptly away. He kneeled onto the bed, slipping the tips of his fingers beneath the rope blocking Kemper’s rim. He pulled apart the rope as though he were opening a book. He leaned down, flicking his tongue over Kemper’s rim. Kemper arched back in a move of desperation, trying to get more of Shawn’s tongue. Shawn flicked his tongue back and forth and up and down, rolling it around Kemper’s sensitive rim. He attacked Kemper’s rim, loving how much he squirmed for more. He reached around, stroking Kemper’s cock as he sucked his rim. He felt Kemper’s cock tighten hard. Shawn slid the pad of his thumb up over his cockhead, pressing down hard. He pulled his mouth away from Kemper’s ass.
“You will not come. Not until I give you the order. Do you understand?” A muffled reply that sounded like yes whispered from behind Kemper’s ball gag. “Good. You will not come until I’m finished with you.”
To drive his point home, Shawn pulled aside the rope. Shawn grabbed his cock, rubbing it over Kemper’s rim. Kemper whimpered for more. Shawn reached for the bottle of lube, flipping the cap open. He lubed his cock and fingers. Shawn set aside the bottle. He pressed his cockhead over Kemper’s rim. He knew he should put a condom on, but he wanted his lover raw. Shawn knew he was breaking the rules to his contract, but he didn’t care. He had to have Kemper. At the last second, he stopped himself from going inside Kemper’s ass raw. He was so twisted up for Kemper that he couldn’t think straight. He grabbed Kemper’s hips, trying to regain the control he didn’t feel inside.
Sweat dripped from his forehead and down his temples as he tried to focus on what he needed to do. His cock wouldn’t listen. The swollen tip of his cockhead pressed ever so sweetly against Kemper’s rim. He watched as Kemper’s rim started to push wide. He tightened his hold on Kemper’s hips as the tip of his cockhead was sucked deep within Kemper’s ass without a condom. What had he done?
He froze.
* * * *
Kemper was breathing hard. He didn’t understand why Shawn was stopping. He wanted him fast and deep and hard. The tip of Shawn’s cockhead pressed deep inside his ass but nothing more. Something was wrong. Why didn’t Shawn want him? He felt Shawn start to pull out of his ass and moaned for him to stop. Desperation had Kemper arching his ass back onto Shawn’s cock. A war cry tore from the back of Shawn’s throat as his big prick was pushed deep inside Kemper’s ass. Shawn held very still, not moving at all. What was wrong? Had Kemper done something wrong? All he knew was that he wanted Shawn now. Shawn continued to hold his throbbing prick deep inside Kemper’s ass. Kemper wanted him to move. He wanted him to ram his ass with that throbbing cock.
Sweet torture and pure fucking bliss shivered through Kemper’s body. His Dom was in complete control. He was driving his point home about control and submissiveness. A part of Kemper knew that Shawn was having trouble maintaining control. Kemper arched his ass back for more, causing the friction of their bodies to move together. Shawn reached between his legs, caressing his balls and cock. He pulled it back toward himself to rub it. The sweet sensation of having his cock tilted back was more than Kemper could handle. He moaned as he felt his orgasm tear through his body. Shawn squeezed his cock.
“I didn’t give you permission to come.”
Kemper cut his orgasm short, stopping his hot spunk from spraying from his cock. When he was in control again, Shawn let go of his cock. Kemper’s heavy cock slapped against his abdomen. A shot of pre-cum sprayed against his chest. It was then that Shawn started to move. He pulled his big cock from Kemper’s ass, thrusting it in and out in short, hot strokes. Kemper moaned. Shawn took him hard, slapping their bodies together. Kemper loved the sound of Shawn’s balls slapping against his perineum. The tight, squeaky sound echoed within the room. Kemper’s head tapped against the headboard with each thrusting stroke. The springs of the bed squeaked as Shawn took him hard. Kemper loved all of it.
All of a sudden, Shawn pulled his big cock out of Kemper’s ass. “On your side.”
Kemper flipped over, going onto his side. Shawn spread his thighs over Kemper’s leg, tipping his cockhead toward his ass again. He pushed in slowly, all the while holding his gaze. The intimacy of the situation was like none other that Kemper had ever experienced. Just when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, Kemper closed his eyes. Enjoying the sensation of his lover taking him in the ass.
“Eyes open.”
The barking order came on a husky groan. Kemper moaned as he opened his eyes, biting his lip as he watched Shawn take him hard. The man was ripped. Every one of his muscles was flexed hard. It was like someone out of one of his romance novels had come to life, but like every tragic ending, the story would end in less than five months. Shawn slipped Kemper’s leg up over one of his broad shoulders, using it for leverage as he thrust in his ass. Shawn reached down, grabbing Kemper’s cock. He stroked him hard, using his pre-cum as lubrication.
It was clear to Kemper that Shawn was going to keep him suspended on the edge of ecstasy for a long time tonight. He was so close to coming again. He groaned, trying to warn Shawn that he was close to coming.
“You’re close?” Shawn asked.
Kemper nodded once and Shawn continued to rub his prick with his big hand. All of a sudden, Shawn pulled out of his ass. Kemper’s eyes were wide as he watched as Shawn crossed the room and opened up the door, going into the bathroom. Ke
mper watched as Shawn turned on the faucet of the sink and washed his cock off. He also pulled the cock ring from his dick. It was then that Kemper realized that Shawn hadn’t worn a condom. He took a big, white, fluffy towel from a hook to dry his prick off. He crossed the room with a confident, eager swagger that always turned Kemper on.
He leaned down, swallowing Kemper’s prick in one quick move. He heard a groan as Kemper’s dick slid down the back of his throat. Kemper’s hips lifted off the bed, shoving his prick deep within Shawn’s mouth. Shawn’s big hands pinched his ass, taking control of how he sucked his cock. Kemper spread his thighs wide, giving Shawn complete control. Shawn twirled his tongue up over Kemper’s cockhead and completely released his cock. He reached up, unhooking the ball gag from Kemper’s mouth, setting it aside.
He moved around, getting into the sixty-nine position. Kemper moaned as Shawn smacked his cock hard against his face. Kemper opened his mouth, licking out his tongue to catch Shawn’s cock. He moaned as Shawn’s cock thrust deep inside his mouth. Shawn pumped his hips in and out of Kemper’s mouth with short, easy strokes.
Kemper thrust his cock up into Shawn’s mouth, loving the feel of his lover’s tongue all over him. He was so close to coming. He felt the tip of his cockhead hitting against the back of Shawn’s throat. It was too much for Kemper. His orgasm twisted up from deep within his balls and shot like a fountain out of his prick. Shawn groaned as Kemper’s hot spunk burst from his tip. Kemper lifted his head, watching as Shawn attacked his prick. He sucked and swallowed all of his hot juice down. Kemper felt emotionally raw. No one had ever swallowed him before. Shawn sat up, wiping his mouth with his hand. He pulled Kemper down the bed. With his ass in Kemper’s face, he spread his thighs over Kemper’s head.
Shawn pushed his cock all the way into Kemper’s mouth. His balls pressed against Kemper’s nose. Shawn thrust hard, pushing his cock in and out of Kemper’s hungry mouth. Kemper knew he was close to coming. Kemper used his teeth, stopping Shawn from going all the way out.
A twisted cry of pleasure tore from the back of Shawn’s throat. It was clear that he loved it when Kemper used his teeth on his prick. Kemper continued to gently nibble on Shawn’s prick as he sucked him hard. It wasn’t long before Shawn froze. Hot spunk erupted from the tip of Shawn’s cock. He pulled his prick out, spraying his cum over Kemper’s lips and face. The sweet taste of his lover’s cum was all over Kemper’s mouth. Shawn sat up, moving around the bed. He found Kemper’s lips, kissing him hard. He finally pulled away, looking deep within Kemper’s face.
“That was fucking amazing,” Shawn said.
“I felt it, too.”
Shawn worked the rope off of Kemper. He laid down next to him on the bed. Shawn held him close, wrapping his arms around his lover. Kemper was happy. He never thought that anything could feel this way. Was it love? Kemper couldn’t name this now. A small part of him didn’t want to name it and ruin what they had.
“You’re thinking,” Shawn said.
“I’m content.”
“Good. Stop thinking and just enjoy what we have right now.”
“What do we have?” Kemper asked.
Shawn wouldn’t meet his gaze. It was then that Kemper knew that he was thinking about the contract they both signed. Yeah, it was better not to talk about it now. It would only ruin the moment they were sharing.
“We’re having some fun. That’s it. Are you still okay with that?” Shawn asked.
“I’m perfectly okay with it.”
“Good. I don’t want to ruin our working relationship.”
Disappointment spiraled through Kemper’s body. There wouldn’t be any happily ever after for them. Kemper knew he’d have to be okay with that. He’d find a way. Kemper swung his legs away from the bed. He was going home for the night.
“Where you going?” Shawn asked.
“I’m going to get dressed. I don’t think I should spend the night.”
“I’ll decide what happens in this relationship. You are staying the night.”
It was an order Kemper knew he should disobey for the sake of his heart, but he couldn’t. He would take everything and anything Shawn was willing to give him.
“This bed is a little small,” Kemper said.
“Let’s go to my bedroom.”
They didn’t go straight to the bed when they went into Shawn’s room. Instead, Shawn led Kemper to the bathroom. He turned on the hot water for the shower. Kemper sat down on the small wooden bench next to the shower. He removed his prosthetic leg. Shawn offered Kemper his hand as he walked into the shower. Using his lover for balance, Shawn started to wash Kemper. Tears started to roll down Kemper’s face. It was then he knew he was in love with Shawn, but he would never have him.
Chapter Six
Sunshine splashed Kemper in the face. He turned his face into the pillow, loving the scent of the fresh cotton sheets. He cracked a lid to see Shawn’s arm draped around his waist. Kemp closed his eyes, making a mental note of where their bodies were connected. Shawn’s leg brushed up against his. Kemp’s ass was firmly snuggled along the curve of Shawn’s hips. He sighed. It felt so good to wake up within his lover’s arms. He didn’t want to wake Shawn and spoil the moment.
Kemper felt whole, inside and out. The feeling was so new and refreshing that tears sprung to his eyes. This man completed him in a way that no other man ever had. Shawn didn’t know how much he was starting to mean to Kemper. They both were breaking that damn contract in different ways.
Half the sheet covered their legs. Kemper felt the solid rise of his morning wood press against the sheet. He was in the mood for slow, easy sex. The kind that came when two people knew each other for a long time. Pretending to be asleep, Kemper snuggled in closer to Shawn, feeling the heat of his cock press between his ass cheeks. The tip of his cockhead brushed over his ass cheek. He felt Shawn’s arm tighten around his waist as though he were getting comfortable in his sleep. Kemp heard a light snoring sound coming from Shawn. The man was out.
Very slowly, Kemp turned within Shawn’s arms to face him. He was out cold. They had stayed up pretty late talking after their shower. Kemp eased beneath the sheet, moving down so that his face was at Shawn’s hips. Shawn’s cock was an inch from his lips. Kemper exhaled slowly using the heat of his breath to arouse his cock. A grin tugged at the corners of Kemper’s lips as Shawn’s arm tightened around his shoulder, pulling him in closer. Kemp looked up. Shawn was still out. Kemp eased his face against Shawn’s cock, inhaling his sweet scent of pure male. The heat of his cock pressed against his face.
Kemper was losing control. He eased his lips up to the tip of Shawn’s cockhead and sucked him inside his mouth. The tip of his tongue undulated and rippled just beneath the ridge of his cockhead. Shawn groaned in his sleep, grabbing the back of Kemper’s head and pulling it in close. Kemp swallowed Shawn’s cock, feeling the quick swelling heat of a man getting aroused fast.
“Fuuuuuck!”
Shawn’s curse echoed within the room. He rolled onto his back and Kemper followed quickly, settling between his spread thighs. Kemper was shocked that Shawn was letting go and allowing him to take him this way.
“You’re my fucking love slave. You want to suck my cock all day long.”
Kemper groaned, fisting one hand around Shawn’s shaft as his other hand gripped his ass. The tips of Kemper’s finger brushed between Shawn’s ass cheeks. He slid his fingers down over Shawn’s rim. Shawn fisted his hand in Kemper’s hair, stilling him. Despite Shawn trying to regain control, Kemper lost control of his tongue. Kemper flicked his tongue up over the top of Shawn’s cockhead as his fingers stroked his rim. Shawn pulled his cock from Kemper’s mouth, flipping him over onto the mattress. He straddled his face, pressing his balls over Kemper’s nose.
“Lick my rim, sub.”
Kemper grabbed Shawn’s ass, spreading his ass cheeks wider as he licked out. He flicked his tongue over Shawn’s rim, loving the taste of his smooth skin. Kemp was just about to take th
ings further when Shawn pulled abruptly away. Dazed, Kemper looked around the room for Shawn. He was digging through the top drawer of his dresser. He pulled out a pair of police-issued handcuffs.
Shawn snapped the cuff around his left wrist, pulling his right hand up and locking both around the brass on the headboard. Kemper gave his wrists a tug, hearing the click of metal against metal.
“You’ve been very naughty,” Shawn said. “I think we need to lay down some more ground rules.”
Shawn stood at the foot of the bed, rubbing his hand up and down his prick. Kemper’s cock flexed up, reaching out for Shawn. Kemper’s gaze was trained on Shawn’s heavy prick.
“I’m listening.”
“No, you’re not. You’re looking at my cock.”
Kemper grinned as he reluctantly pulled his gaze away from Shawn’s prick. Slowly, he moved his gaze up over Shawn’s chest and finally to his face. There was something tragic about the way Shawn was looking at him. It was as though he had become cold and distant. Kemper didn’t understand why his mood had changed.
Shawn crossed the room. “Now that I have your attention, we’re going to talk.”
“My ears are open, Sir.”
“I think it’s time we added a few rules. Rule one….No sucking my cock unless I give you permission. Rule two…For every act of disobedience, you will be punished.”
Kemper spread his thighs wide, pushing the sheet down around his legs. He purposely flexed his hips, causing Shawn to look down at his cock.
“You are pushing the line,” Shawn said.
The warning was like a stroke to his cock. Kemper knew that Shawn wouldn’t tolerate disobedience in the bedroom. The fatalistic side of Kemper wanted Shawn to punish him all day long. Shawn leaned in close, whispering his lips along the curve of Kemper’s ear.
