by E. M. Leya
"God, you look amazing like that." Andy lifted his shirt over his head and set it aside. Then, with Jess staring at him, he peeled off his pants. He folded them and set them aside, then walked over to Jess. "I could get used to seeing you tied up." He ran his fingers over Jess's stomach, causing him to scrunch from the tickle, but he could only move so much. "I forgot how ticklish you are. There's a whole chapter on tickle torture in the book I just picked up."
"No." Jess's eyes went wide. "Seriously, no!"
Andy laughed. "Not tonight at least. We'll work up to that."
What the hell did Andy mean they'd work up to it? How much more did he want? Jess couldn't give much more without wanting stuff of his own. He needed more than hand jobs. The computer rang and Andy walked over connecting the call.
"Hello," Al said as his image filled the screen for the first time.
Jess gasped. Though the image was upside down, he stared at Al, taking everything in. It was hard to see from the angle he was at, but it looked as if his face was partially scarred, and he thought, yes, he was missing half of his arm. "You're on camera."
"I am." Al smiled. "Andy and I have a few things to tell you."
Jess glanced at Andy, totally confused as to what was going on.
"You know I've been interested in learning about bondage and the whole Dom sub lifestyle."
Andy nodded, feeling awkward with his head hanging off the edge of the bed.
"I went to that little sex store. You know the one with the pink flamingo on the sign? Anyway, I met a woman who works there and she and I got talking. She's a sub and had all kinds of information to help me out."
Jess closed his eyes. The last thing he wanted to hear was how Andy hooked up with this woman and was going to start doing this stuff with her.
"She talked to her Dom and they invited me to come over and talk about things. I wanted to learn from an experienced Dom about how to do all this the right way. It turned out after I told them my story, they knew Al. The night I was at their house, Al met us there and we had a chance to talk."
Jess blinked, trying to follow everything that was being said. He wanted to sit up and turn around so he could see Al and Andy clearly, but he couldn't move. "Wait, explain that again."
Al laughed. "Master Tony and his sub, Maggie, are old friends of mine from back when I was active in the community. We've kept in touch. When Andy explained about me, my friend Tony called and asked if I was the one meeting you through video chat every Friday. He informed me that Andy was there and they were going to show him how to do a few things and asked if I'd come over and help. I decided it was time to stop hiding and show myself. If I disgust you, I can turn off the camera, but I thought it only fair I show you who I am since Andy knows."
"No, don't shut it off. You're perfect. I'm simply confused. What did you teach him?" Jess looked back and forth from Andy to the computer screen.
"Just a little lesson in what it means to be a Dom and some of the tools of the trade," Al told him. "Mostly, we talked while watching Master Tony and Maggie did a scene."
"None of that really matters right now other than we needed to let you know that Al and I had met. We decided that tonight he'd turn on his camera so we can see him. Are you okay with that?" Andy asked.
"Fuck yeah," Jess laughed. "It's about time. I've hated looking at the black screen for over a year. You didn't need to hide from me. You're the sexiest client I have." He meant the words. Even with the scars, Al was a handsome man. Much better than the dirtbags who salivated over him and treated him like shit. "No more hiding, okay?"
Al nodded. "No more hiding. Now that we have that out of the way, I'd like to see what Andy has planned for you tonight."
"Can't you tell?" Jess struggled with the ropes.
"I see you're nicely displayed. What I'm wondering is why?" Al laughed.
Andy unzipped his bag. "Remember, you can stop me at any time." He pulled out a bottle of lube and set it on the bed, then pulled out a very thick butt plug. "Will you allow me to put this in you?"
Jess whimpered at the thought of Andy's hands on him. He swallowed hard and nodded. "Yeah."
"Good. I'm going to release your legs to make it easier, but then I'll tie you back up." Andy worked the ropes again, releasing Jess's legs. "Now I want you to pull your legs up and give me full access to your ass."
Jess didn't hesitate to do what was asked, but inside his head, he was dying. Since when was Andy willing to do ass play? Sure, it was just a butt plug, but still… His cock dripped precum as Andy climbed on the bed and settled near his ass. "I'm going to use my fingers to open you up and lube you well first, then I'll insert it."
"Fuck!" Jess groaned.
"Want to stop?" Andy asked, concern filling his eyes.
"No. I want this. Want it bad." Jess glanced at the computer screen, keeping his attention on Al, afraid that if he focused on Andy, he'd lose his mind.
"Good. I'm going to touch you," Andy said a second before lubed fingers caressed over his hole.
Jess shook with desire and need. If he didn't have his hands tied, he very well might jump up and throw Andy on the bed so he could have his way with him. First, he'd take that thick cock into his mouth, then he'd ask Andy to fuck him. God, he wanted so much with Andy that it scared him.
Andy's fingers were gentle but firm against his butt, and it didn't take long before Jess felt himself part as a single finger entered him, then another. God, they were really doing this. Andy had his fingers in his ass and was okay with it. Even wanted to do it. He resisted the urge to rock his body, the need so intense he thought he might die. "More. I need more."
Andy laughed. "You'll get more, but I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't. I take Mr. Purple. I can handle fingers and a butt plug."
"This is true." Al laughed.
Andy fucked Jess with three fingers for a moment, then pulled them out. "Okay, I'm putting the butt plug in. Ready?"
"Yeah." Jess closed his eyes as he felt the plug against his hole. He breathed in, preparing for the stretch. Slowly, Andy pushed the toy inside him. It burned and stretched his body in the most delightful way, and when Andy had it in, it filled him, pressing in just the right places. "Good," Jess sighed in pleasure.
"I'm glad. Now let me tie your legs up again so we can begin."
"Begin what?" Jess released his legs, allowing Andy to tie them back up. God, his cock ached and his balls felt as if they were full of lava. He stared at Andy, wondering what he was thinking. Was he aroused by this? Did he enjoy finger fucking his ass? Would he do it again?
"I bought a new toy." Andy bent and pulled a flogger from the bag. "This left such pretty marks on Maggie, I wanted to see them on Jess."
"It's one of my favorites," Al said appreciatively.
"Oh, God." Jess sucked in a breath, a mix of fear and excitement rushing through him.
"Do you want this, Jess?" Andy brushed the strips of leather over his skin gently.
It was going to hurt, but that is exactly what he wanted. He needed the pain. Maybe if he felt the pain the confusion would fade. He wouldn't have to wonder what Andy was feeling. Wouldn't have to stress about anything for a little while. "Please."
Andy wiggled the leather strips up and down Jess's body. They were like a soft caress, a tickle in some areas, but then, without warning, he flicked his wrist and brought them down harder.
Jess sucked in a breath, surprised by the action. The pain wasn't bad, but he felt it clear to his balls. "Again."
Andy laughed. "Like this?" He flicked his wrist and again the sting of the leather claimed him, then once more, and yet again. He arched his body, the ropes holding him tightly. This was what he needed. "More."
Andy got him on the thigh next, then the shoulder. Just when he thought he knew where the next hit would come, it was directed another way. He loved this. The burn, the sting, the bite of pain fed him, but it was the look in Andy's eyes that he loved most.
He'd never se
en Andy like this. Confident with a look of total control in his eyes, he walked around the bed, flicking the flogger against Jess's body. His skin was on fire and he found himself fading from reality into a state of peace. He felt drunk, floating, no, maybe flying. He couldn't tell. With each new bite of pain, he sank farther.
"Open your eyes for me, Jess. Let me see your eyes." Andy stood by his head, his fingers caressing his cheek.
Jess blinked, then realized Andy was fully naked. His cock was hard, fully aroused, and pressing against his thigh. He'd seen him before, but never like this. He was close enough he could smell him. The musky scent of his arousal made Jess's mouth water.
"Open for me." Andy ran the head of his cock over Jess's lips. "I want you to make me come."
God, was this happening? Was Andy asking for a blow job? Jess opened his mouth, more than willing to give him just that. How many nights had he thought about this? How many times had he jacked off to the image of Andy fucking his mouth?
Andy pressed in, not gently either. He sank deep into Jess's throat, then pulled back. "Snap your fingers if you want me to stop." Andy stared down at him. "Unless I hear you snap, I'm going to fuck this pretty mouth just like I've been dreaming about."
Fuck, had he been dreaming about this too? What did that mean? There wasn't time to think about it now. Jess was going to give Andy the best blow job of his life. He closed his mouth around him, ran his tongue over him, and opened his throat as Andy started to thrust into his mouth and down his throat.
It was just like movies Jess had watched where a guy lay with his head over the edge of the bed, his throat open so a thick cock could slide in perfectly. He imagined what Andy was seeing as his throat swelled with his thickness. He gagged once, then again, but he never stopped. He wanted this so badly. Tears filled his eyes, but not from pain or emotion. Andy was using him, taking him hard, fulfilling his own needs, which was exactly what Jess wanted. He wanted to be used to please, give Andy pleasure and satisfaction. It didn't matter that he could hardly breathe or that this was going to change their relationship forever. He focused only on the blow job, using every bit of knowledge he had to make it perfect for Andy.
He had no idea how long it went on. He only knew that the sounds Andy made were glorious, and the words of affection and approval were exactly what he wanted to hear. He swallowed, sucked, drooled, and choked, but he never stopped.
"Fuck, I'm going to come. I'm going to spray down your fucking throat." Andy rocked his hips back and forth, his eyes open, staring down at Jess. "Be ready. I want you to swallow all of me."
The cum came in thick streams, and Jess swallowed hard, savoring his first taste of Andy. He watched his friend as his head fell back, the muscles in his neck tensed, and he cried out Jess's name. His name. God, how perfect was that? He wanted to hear that sound over and over again.
Once he'd finished, Andy pulled from his mouth, still breathing hard as he ran his hand over Jess's wet chin. "Your mouth is magic." He smiled. "I could get used to feeling that." He stepped away. "How about we take care of you now?"
Jess had forgotten about his own desire, his own needs. He'd been too busy trying to please Andy, but as he watched Andy climb on the bed beside him, he felt the precum dripping down his thigh and the throbbing of his cock and heaviness of his balls.
"Do you want to come, Jess?" Al asked.
"Yes, please." He glanced at the screen, wondering what Al was thinking about all of this. "Please, let me come."
"You've earned it." Andy spread lube over his palm, then took Jess in his fist and started to stroke him. The butt plug added to the pressure and as Jess tried to rock his hips, it stimulated him in the sweetest way. He tried to hold his head up to watch Andy work him, but he was so exhausted, so tired. He closed his eyes, gave in to the pleasure, focusing on nothing more than his best friend's hand stroking his cock. It didn't take long. He'd been hard for so long, needing to come, needing his release. When Andy swept his thumb over the head, circling it, Jess lost control. Streams of cum shot hard, going high in the air before falling back down on his stomach and over Andy's hand as he continued to stroke him. When he was done, he'd expected Andy to ask him to suck his fingers clean, but he was surprised when Andy lifted them to his own mouth and started to suck Jess's cum from his skin.
"Fuck." Jess could almost come again watching it.
"Do you like seeing me taste you?" Andy asked. "Maybe next time I'll taste it from the source." He glanced down at Jess's cock. "Would you like to feel my lips around you sometime?"
"More than anything," Jess whispered, unable to find the energy to speak louder. "Want you. Want everything with you."
Andy smiled. "Then you shall have it." He bent down and brushed his mouth over Jess's in the softest of kisses. Soft enough that Jess almost wondered if it really happened.
"I think that's my cue to go," Al said. "Good job tonight. I'll call you tomorrow to check-in. Take care of your sub, Andy, and let him rest."
"I will. Thanks." Andy looked at the screen. "Talk to you tomorrow."
Jess forced himself to keep his eyes open. "Why?"
"Why what?" Andy asked as he started undoing the rope around Jess's ankles.
"You and me. This." Jess didn't know how to put his feelings into words.
"Because I've realized over the last few weeks that what I feel for you goes deeper than friendship. I've found myself wanting things I never thought I wanted before and I want them with you. I don't know what this means for us, and we aren't going to discuss it tonight, but we will talk about it later when we're both ready. For now, I'm going to untie you, remove that butt plug, clean you up, and treat those welts I've left all over your body. Then the two of us are going to curl up beside each other in this bed and sleep. Is that okay with you?"
Jess nodded, warmth spreading through his chest at the thought that Andy was going to stay with him, sleep beside him. "Thank you for this."
"I should be the one thanking you." Andy released Jess's arms, then tapped his thigh. "Open up for me. Let me pull that out."
Jess almost wanted to keep it in, but he lifted his legs and groaned as Andy pulled the plug from his body. He shivered as Andy ran a finger over Jess's stretched hole.
"One day soon, I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to feel what it's like to be inside you."
Jess wanted that more than he wanted anything else. "Now."
"No, not now. You're in no shape to make love right now. Later, when we're both ready, both strong enough. We aren't doing this for the camera, for anyone else. When it happens, it will be just us because we want to." Andy moved off the bed. "Let me get a towel and clean you up."
"I can shower." Jess started to sit, but found himself almost dizzy.
"The water will hit those welts and sting. Give it a few hours. Let yourself recover a bit, then if you still want to, I'll help you shower." Andy walked off and Jess closed his eyes.
A minute or maybe an hour later, Jess wasn't sure, Andy was wiping him off. Once that was done, he rubbed salve over the welts, being careful not to hurt him more.
"Come climb in bed with me. I'll leave the blankets off for now so they don't rub on your skin." Andy pulled the covers back and waited for Jess to move to the pillows before folding the blankets at the foot of the bed.
Jess relaxed against the cool sheets. His skin burned, but he loved the sensation each time he brushed against one of the welts. It reminded him of Andy and what they'd done. He closed his eyes and sighed contently.
The bed dipped and Andy leaned over, brushing a kiss over Jess's shoulder. "I'm here."
"Hold me," Jess whispered.
Without a word, Andy moved behind him, close enough to wrap his arm around Jess's hips, pressing his chest to Andy's back. "Sleep. Tomorrow, we'll figure everything out, but for tonight, just sleep."
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Andy woke to the warmth of a body pressed up against him. He opened his eyes and smiled as he saw Jess's head against his
chest and memories came flooding back. He'd really done it. He'd let Jess know he was interested and wanted more. And Jess had seemed to welcome the idea, even crave it.
As much as he'd struggled with the realization that he was bisexual and attracted to a man, the fact it was Jess made it easy to accept. It had felt right to touch Jess, to kiss him, and to take things to an intimate level. He wanted more. So much more.
He brushed a kiss over the top of Jess's head, then traced a finger down his arm, hoping that when Jess woke, he wouldn't have any regrets about what they'd done. There was always the chance that Jess had been caught up in the moment, in the excitement. He could wake up and decide he didn't want anything between them.
There were risks. It put a lot of stress on the friendship. The possibility that if things went badly, they'd lose everything they'd built together over the years. Andy couldn't imagine his life without Jess around, but now, he also couldn't see himself in a relationship with anyone else. Somehow, this door that had opened for them had pushed every other desire for another person out of the way and he could only see Jess.
Jess blinked several times before opening his eyes and focusing on Andy. He seemed to take a moment, probably remembering everything that happened, then he smiled. "Morning."
"Good morning," Andy said softly. "Did you sleep well?"
"I think it was the best night's sleep I ever had." Jess reached up and traced a finger down Andy's jaw. "This really happened?"
"It really happened. Are you okay with it?" Andy braced himself for the answer.
"Yeah, more than okay. I've wanted you for a while. I just never thought it would happen. You've never wanted a man before."
"You're right. I haven't. Not until you. Maybe I ignored the desire or maybe I'm only gay for you. I don't know. When I started to see you in a more intimate way, it felt natural. Like it was meant to be. I don't know why I never saw it before now." Andy tightened his grip around Jess's back, pulling him closer. "Once I decided to accept what I was feeling there was no turning back. I prayed I wasn't risking our friendship going forward."