by C. E. Knipes
“It’s wonderful to hear, Sebastian. I love you too.”
When the pizza arrived, we ate it leisurely, content just to be with each other. As we left DiMarco’s, it began snowing. We walked for about an hour, holding hands as the light flakes covered us.
“Let’s go back to my room tonight.”
“Okay.”
We walked back to the dorm. Once in my room we got ready for bed.
“Do you want to watch a movie? Or read?”
“I think I’d like to sleep. It’s been a long weekend.”
“That sounds like an excellent idea.”
My phone alarm went off at eight a.m. Sebastian’s first class was at nine. I grabbed a quick shower. When I got back to the room, Sebastian was just stirring.
“Good morning, lover boy.”
“Good morning. I’m not getting out of bed yet. Come and snuggle with me.”
I slid beneath the covers, and he wrapped his arms around me. I was pleasantly enveloped in his warm smells.
“I could lay like this forever, Evan.”
“Me too, Sebastian. However, one of us needs to be focused on our education. Now, get in that shower. And no, we don’t have time for a quickie.”
“You’re no fun.”
“Now you know that isn’t true.”
“I know.”
He turned to me and kissed me. His erection poked me in the stomach.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
He got out of bed, wrapped a towel around his waist, and headed to the shower. He was back within ten minutes. I watched him dry off, admiring his body from where I lay. Once he was dressed, he kissed me good-bye.
“I’ll see you soon.”
After Sebastian left for his first class, I opened the blinds. It was a cold and snowy Monday morning. I still felt guilty about trashing the flowers. I was keeping something from Sebastian that he should know about. But I felt strongly it was for the greater good of our relationship. I read ahead for my literature class till it was time for my nine a.m. Leadership and Organizational Behavior class.
When I left for class, I took the stairs two at a time. I was almost out the front door when I saw the notice on the bulletin board. It was announcing a campus-wide Halloween party to be held in the University Club. It was less than two weeks away.
As I’d grown older, Halloween had lost a lot of its charm for me. Of course, it was hard to associate sugar comas with the concept of charm. I guess I had lost my taste for sweets as I aged. That said, I still enjoyed Halloween parties. It was fun to dress up and pretend to be something or someone else for just one night. The alcohol was always an added bonus.
As I walked, I texted Sebastian that I was on my way. As usual, he was waiting for me at the front door of Stewart Hall. He greeted me with a kiss and we headed into the classroom. Before the professor arrived, I told Sebastian about the Halloween party. He had seen the same flyer this morning.
“Do you want to go?”
“I sure do, Evan. Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. Second to Christmas. I like to get dressed up and pretend to be someone I’m not. It’s very liberating. Do you not like it?”
“It’s okay. I’m fine with the dressing up bit. But honestly, it’s become more of a drinking holiday for me. Truth be told, I never put much thought into my costumes. Usually, Jess picked out a costume for me and we went as a famous couple.”
“Well, Mr. McGarrity. Place yourself in my capable hands. I will ensure both of us look fabulous.”
“Okay, I’m all yours.”
After my last class that day, I met Jessica for a few drinks at the Vital Spot. We were still barred from the Inn Between for the big fight. Calvin was with a research group at the library. Sebastian was also there, working on a group project.
“I’m dying to know. Did you tell Calvin you’re in love with him?”
Her smile was her response before she even spoke.
“I sure did. He feels the same way about me. We are officially a couple.”
“Jess, I’m so happy for you.”
“What about you and Sebastian? Did you tell him how you feel?”
“I did. He feels the same about me. We are also officially a couple.”
“Oh, Evan, are we not the luckiest people in the world?”
“I’m not sure about the world. Maybe just here in Milton.”
We both laughed at my lame joke. The waitress appeared and we ordered another round.
As we waited for our drinks to arrive, I told her about the upcoming Halloween party, and my and Sebastian’s plans to attend.
“Yes, we’re going. Calvin can’t wait. He’s been talking about Halloween for weeks now. He’s just like a little kid.”
“I told Sebastian I was terrible at coming up with ideas for Halloween costumes. And that you always chose ours. He seemed to think he could handle the situation. Do you know yet what you and Calvin will be?”
“Not yet. But you know I’m not going to tell you once I do. You’ll just have to be surprised the night of the party.”
After several more beers, we decided to head to Mandy’s for pizza. I texted Sebastian, and Jessica texted Calvin to join us.
“Calvin has another hour or so at the library. He’ll text me when he’s done to see if we are still there.”
“Okay. Sebastian will meet us in about a half hour.”
When we arrived at Mandy’s, we grabbed a corner booth and each ordered a beer. When Sebastian arrived, he greeted Jessica and sat next to me. He hugged me, then planted a kiss on my cheek. He grabbed my hand and held it firmly in his.
“Did you order yet?”
“No, we were having a beer while we waited for you.”
“Let’s order so we can eat and head back to your room.”
“What’s the rush, Sebastian?”
I smiled as I saw his cheeks turn red.
“Just anxious to spend some time with you. I haven’t seen you since lunch.”
Across from me, Jessica made fake choking sounds.
“You guys are like two lovesick birds.”
Sebastian laughed and leaned in and kissed me on the neck.
“You are correct, Jessica. But no worries. Let’s order. I can wait. It will make it so much sweeter.”
This elicited another choking sound from Jessica.
“Is he always this corny and amorous?”
“Pretty much. Are you telling me Calvin isn’t as amorous as my tiger?”
“Oh, he is, but he lets his actions do the talking. If you know what I mean. And he has plenty to talk with. If you know what I mean.”
Sebastian pinched my leg.
“A man after my own heart.”
The waitress arrived and took our order. As she left, Calvin walked up to our table. We all burst out laughing.
“Hey, everyone. Not the greeting I was expecting. What are you guys talking about?”
“Believe it or not, Calvin, we were just talking about your cock.”
Calvin, of course, didn’t miss a beat.
“Why is that funny, Evan? Should I be insulted? Did Jess show you pictures?”
“No, Calvin. We were discussing how horny you and Sebastian are.”
This elicited another puzzled look from Calvin.
“We’re horny for each other, or just plain horny?”
This caused another round of laughter at the table.
“Just plain horny, Calvin. No, Jess didn’t show us any pictures. Does she have some we could see?”
Jessica was laughing so hard she couldn’t speak.
“No, but I can show you the real thing right now.”
He set his backpack on the table and began to unzip his pants. Jessica regained control of herself and grabbed his arm.
“Okay, Calvin. That’s enough. That’s for my eyes only.”
He laughed good-naturedly as he pulled up a chair.
“So, what were you guys really talking about?”
> “The upcoming Halloween party. I was telling Evan that you’re a big fan of Halloween. Apparently, so is Sebastian. We were discussing costumes.”
Calvin turned to Jessica, a huge smile lighting up his face.
“I’ve already thought of my costume. I’ve known for several weeks.”
Jessica affectionately punched him in the arm.
“See what a big kid he is. He won’t tell us either. Will you, Calvin?”
“Nope. You’ll find out the night of the party once I’m dressed.”
Sebastian turned to me.
“Since Calvin’s keeping his costume a secret, I’m going to keep ours a secret as well.”
“Oh? I didn’t know we had finalized anything.”
“We haven’t yet, Evan. But I’ve come up with the perfect costumes. That’s what I wanted to show you back in your room. Although I’m not sure if you’ll be up for it. They will be quite kinky, and will be sure to set tongues wagging.”
“You’ve certainly piqued my curiosity, Sebastian. Please share.”
“Not till we’re alone, Evan.”
“Okay, lover boy.”
When the pizza arrived, we split it four ways and it was gone in minutes. Sebastian insisted on paying the bill. When we left Mandy’s, Jessica and Calvin had errands to run. Sebastian and I headed back to my room. I had just made it inside the room and closed the door when Sebastian grabbed me and steered me to the bed. He pushed me onto it and joined me on his knees. Without a word, he undid my belt and pulled my jeans and my briefs to my ankles. I was hard in seconds.
I felt his lips on my cock, and then the wet warmth of his mouth enveloped it. He wet a finger and slid it deep inside me. I rested my hand on his head as he used his mouth, tongue, and finger to quickly wring an explosive orgasm from me. When I was spent, he pulled my briefs and pants up and straddled my chest. He kissed me on the lips. I tasted my own juices.
“Are you ready for the big reveal?”
“Yes, Sebastian. Please tell me your big secret.”
“You will be my sex slave, and I will be your master. It’s an S&M thing.”
“Wherever did you come up with that idea?”
“I overheard one of the guys in my Business Ethics talking about it in the library today. He said his girlfriend went nuts over it. I’m not sure what to wear exactly, but I’m pretty sure we can find something on the Internet.”
“Of that I have no doubt. I’m sure that would prove to be an interesting search. I can’t wait to do it together. I love it. Let’s get busy.”
I sat at my desk and opened my laptop. Sebastian pulled the extra chair up beside me. I typed gay sex slave apparel into the search engine. For the next hour, Sebastian and I discovered everything a person could want to know about the world of gay S&M. We saw cocks of every shape and size, both cut and uncut. They were wrapped, covered, or held captive, balls and all, in some of the most outlandish leather gear imaginable. I had never known such things existed. We also found black leather vests, both open in the front and with fringe; black leather hoods, with the entire face cut out or just holes for the eyes, nose, and mouth; and black leather chaps, both ass-less and covered. Plus, black leather shorts, boots, caps, and leggings. It was a veritable smorgasbord of black leather. There were other colors as well, but Sebastian had his heart set on black.
In addition to the clothing, there were leather, latex, and rubber dildos; butt plugs, cock rings, whips, and restraints. As we viewed website after website, I became more and more aware of Sebastian’s body next to me. His knee was pressing against mine. His cologne and a light sweat were filling my nostrils and ramping up my testosterone. We both turned and looked into each other’s eyes at the same time. It was another bad eighties movie moment. He leaned into me and kissed me deeply.
“I’m pretty sure we have an idea of what to look for. We’ll definitely have to drive to Buffalo though. I can search for an adult novelty shop on the way. We also need to return our tuxes. Are you ready to go?”
“I’m ready to jump your bones, Evan. Bend over that desk, bitch.”
“Yes, sir.”
I stood up, and once again my jeans and briefs were bunched at my ankles. I reached into the top desk drawer and retrieved a packet of lube. I handed it to Sebastian. Or, more appropriately, my new master.
I heard Sebastian’s preparations, and then he was pressing insistently against my opening. Without further ado, he was inside me and filling me completely. Without pausing, he withdrew and began thrusting with equal parts determination and wild abandon. I was sure my moans could be heard throughout the entire floor. Not to mention the crashing of the desk.
I grabbed the far edge of the desk, both for support and from fear it would topple over. Sebastian kept up a steady pace. His stamina was amazing. When his thrusts reached a fever pitch, I knew he was close to coming. Most of things on the desktop had crashed to the floor. He cried out repeatedly and held me tight as he released deep inside me. He rested on my back for a moment as his cock softened.
“Christ, I can’t even see straight.”
Sebastian laughed as he pulled his pants and underwear up and helped me with mine. He took me into his arms and kissed me tenderly.
“I’m going to run to my dorm and get my tux.”
“I’ll be ready to go by the time you get back.”
After Sebastian left, I brushed my teeth and splashed some water on my face. I placed my tux back in the garment bag. I folded the cummerbund, the bowtie, and the pocket square and put them in the store bag. I was just finishing up when Sebastian returned.
“Are you all set?”
“Yes.”
“Why don’t you drive the Jeep, Evan?”
“Okay.”
As soon as we had left the campus parking lot, Sebastian’s face was in my crotch.
“Um, may I help you, Mr. Tantalos?”
“Well, I was a bit selfish just now, only taking care of my needs. Move your seat back a bit. Then undo your belt.”
After I undid my belt, Sebastian expertly freed my cock. He leaned over and began giving me a slow blow job. As soon as I accessed the freeway, I stayed in the slow lane and at the posted limit. I was hard-pressed to keep the Jeep in our lane, but I managed. I hoped there were no cops around. They would surely pull us over, thinking the driver was drunk. After a solid ten minutes, I felt my orgasm approaching. I moaned loudly as I emptied into Sebastian’s mouth. At the same time, I realized I was heading for the shoulder. I quickly steered us back into the lane as Sebastian tucked my junk back in. He sat upright in his seat and looked at me with a smile from ear to ear.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.”
“Much appreciated. Now, find a shop where you can outfit your slave.”
Sebastian smiled as he concentrated on his phone. Within minutes, he had found the address of an adult novelty shop in Buffalo that carried the accoutrements we needed. He entered the address into the GPS on his phone.
Once we reached Buffalo, we drove first to the tux shop. Charles was working. We thanked him for all his help and told him we had a fabulous time. Sebastian even got his cell number and texted him a picture of us, which made Charles’s day.
After we left the tux shop, we drove straight to the adult novelty shop. I’d had visions of it being located in a disreputable section of town. The warehouse district, or the waterfront. To my surprise, it was not. It was located on a well-traveled street in a nice part of Buffalo. When we pulled into the parking lot, I laughed when I saw the sign above the door: Leather Heaven.
As we entered, I was engulfed by the smell of leather, as well as incense of all varieties. This was a full-service shop: Books, magazines, and movies filled the shelves. There were also lubricants, condoms, and sex toys of every conceivable shape and size. I didn’t see any clothing right off the bat. There were many customers browsing, both young and old, male and female.
A big bear of a man in an open leather vest greeted u
s warmly. The vest revealed enough hair for three men.
“Afternoon, boys. My name is Bryan. What can I do you for?”
Sebastian explained what we were looking for.
“Right this way.”
As we followed Bryan, the smell of leather grew steadily stronger. It was absolutely intoxicating. We passed through an archway and emerged into a fantasy world of leather. Leather garments of every type hung on racks, on suspended chains from the ceiling, or hooks on the walls.
Mannequins lined the walls and flanked the aisles. They were garbed in an assortment of leather gear. To our right was a row of dressing rooms.
I turned to Bryan.
“Are we allowed to try things on?”
“You are, but nothing that’s going to touch your man parts. Such as breechclouts, jocks, or ass-less chaps; with those you need to leave your underwear on. Boots, caps, and vests are fine. If you decide to buy something, you’re more than welcome to try it on sans clothing, for the full effect. If you know what I mean.”
I did indeed.
“If you need any help trying something on, just holler. I’d be happy to assist.”
The invitation was not lost on either me or Sebastian.
After a little more than an hour of browsing, Sebastian had several items under his arm. But he wouldn’t allow me to see what they were. I had also made several selections.
“I’ll try my things on first.”
He walked to the first open dressing room and shut the door behind him. He emerged about ten minutes later. He was wearing a biker’s cap, a leather vest over his T-shirt, leather chaps, and knee high leather boots. All black. The chaps were cut away at the crotch and ass. Leather flaps covered his junk.
The vest accentuated his muscular chest and arms. He lifted the front flap to reveal a breechclout. His cock and ballsac were firmly encased in its black leather. The garment was even tighter worn over his briefs. He turned around, showing me his beautiful ass lovingly encased in leather.
“What do you think?”
“I think you’re hot as hell. I’d be your sex slave any day.”
“Aren’t you already?”
“Don’t press your luck, Mr. Tantalos.”
He laughed as he grabbed me and kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
