by M. A. Innes
Master Toby
M. A. Innes
Published by M.A. Innes, 2019.
This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
MASTER TOBY
First edition. February 8, 2019.
Copyright © 2019 M. A. Innes.
Written by M. A. Innes.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Chapter 1 | Noah
Chapter 2 | Tobias
Chapter 3 | Noah
Chapter 4 | Tobias
Chapter 5 | Noah
Chapter 6 | Tobias
Chapter 7 | Noah
Chapter 8 | Tobias
Chapter 9 | Noah
Epilogue | Tobias
Chapter 1
Noah
What do you get the man who has everything for Valentine’s Day? Chocolate? No, he was allergic. Card? He thought fake romance was disturbing, and there was no way I was crafty enough to make one. Dinner out at a nice restaurant? He ended up with food poisoning last time, so he wanted to pick the restaurant this year.
Go with an experience, my mother said. Just go out and do something together, his brother said. That wasn’t as easy as they thought it would be. We both had busy jobs and couldn’t take time off from work in February. I was scared of heights, so that left out those ropes courses and things. We both thought something like a spa would be painfully boring.
So I started thinking outside the box.
He really shouldn’t have left the planning up to me. He should have learned that after the vacation disaster two years ago. He’d said fun and carefree...evidently that hadn’t meant an indoor waterpark resort filled with families.
I’d thought it sounded like fun.
Tobias didn’t. He was a bit too serious sometimes. That was one of the things I liked about him, though. He wasn’t boring, but he was thoughtful and focused, and I never had to worry about him doing something stupid like spending all our rent money on lottery tickets and Girl Scout cookies because he’d gone grocery shopping while high.
But that seriousness made holiday shopping for him more...interesting.
Not that he would have gotten upset, no matter what I bought him. He was really one of those guys where the thought counted more than the gift. He appreciated it when I thought of him regardless of how it turned out or what the reason was. If I brought pizza home instead of the Chinese food we’d planned on because I thought he’d enjoy it more, he never got frustrated.
Well, except that one time I’d been given the wrong pizza and ended up with anchovies and mushrooms instead of sausage and peppers. That hadn’t been my fault—and I hadn’t blamed him when he’d gotten frustrated because I’d gone out to grab lo mein and had come home with anchovies instead.
Depending on what he thought of my surprise, I wasn’t sure if Valentine’s Day would go any better than the anchovies had.
“What are you doing?” Tobias’s voice had me jumping almost a foot off the bed and squealing like a teenage girl in a horror movie.
I slammed the computer closed and slumped back on the bed. “Jesus, make more noise.” I glanced over at the clock on the desk and saw it was well after six. When had it gotten so late?
Tobias laughed and shook his head as he leaned against the doorframe. “What kind of porn are you watching that you have to hide it from me?”
I felt heat creeping up my face, but I shook my head. “I wasn’t.”
His grin widened and one eyebrow went up as he stared down at my lap. “That says otherwise.”
Shit.
I resisted the urge to hide the erection I hadn’t even been conscious of. I’d been a bit focused on...Valentine’s Day. “Well, it wasn’t exactly porn—just something for your surprise.”
His eyes widened. “Well, now I’m intrigued.”
I scrubbed my hands over my face and ignored the blush I knew was still there. “Don’t ask me.”
His laughter got louder, and I groaned as the bed bounced. Tobias could be intensely single-minded when it came to things he was curious about. As he crawled up my body and stretched out over me, he made it very clear just how curious he was.
Incredibly.
“What were you looking up?” His hands spread out over my chest and his fingers tweaked my nipples. “You’re clearly very into it.”
His legs straddled my hips, and he started rocking his ass over my erection. “Don’t you want to tell me? I bet you’re just dying to tell me what you got me for Valentine’s Day.”
I was.
But I wasn’t.
I shook my head, biting back the moan that was threatening to escape. Tobias seemed to take that as a challenge. He leaned down and bit the side of my neck, forcing the moan out of me. Moving up my neck, his tongue flicked out and teased my ear. “You were staring at the screen so intently you weren’t even blinking, and your hand kept rubbing your cock. I thought you’d come any second without even realizing it. I can’t wait to hear what got you so turned on.”
I let out a breathy moan as his teeth nibbled on my earlobe. “I...can’t. I have to...it’s a...surprise.”
A surprise.
That’s what we’d decided.
The way his ass kept grinding on my cock, I was starting to think he’d changed his mind. “You...like...surprises.”
“Sometimes.” His fingers stroked over my chest and he made a pleased sound as he started teasing my nipples again. “But you’re so turned on.”
I might’ve been turned on, but I had no idea how I’d explain his present yet.
Shaking my head again, I thrust up against his ass and wrapped my arms around him. “Can’t tell.”
I knew before I could talk to Tobias about it, I had to figure it out in my own head first. I wasn’t there yet. I was close, but that wasn’t enough.
Tobias must have realized I’d made up my mind because he huffed out and sat up, resting on my dick but letting me think. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. He was giving me an odd look. “It’s making you nervous.”
It wasn’t a question, but I nodded. “Yeah, but...”
He smiled. “But you like it.”
Nodding, I leaned in and kissed his lips. “Don’t ruin the surprise.”
Tobias gave me a questioning look but gave in. “Okay.”
His smile came back, and he gave me a quick kiss. “That doesn’t mean I’m not curious.”
I laughed. “I know better than to assume that.”
“If you know me so well, then you probably realize I’m going to need a distraction if you want me to keep from bugging you.” Tobias rocked his hips and stroked his ass over my erection. “A big distraction.”
Tobias loved bottoming almost as much as he loved surprises. He just didn’t have the patience to wait for either of those. He wanted his orgasm and his surprise right away.
I loved giving him what he wanted, and sometimes that meant telling him no. Sometimes, however, that meant telling him yes in the best possible ways.
“A big distraction?” I groaned as his eyes got that wicked expression that always meant one thing.
The cuffs.
“A very big one.” His hands reached out and he raked his fingers over my chest, running his nails over my nipples because he knew they were connected right to my dick.
Circling the sensitive nubs, Tobias took his time writhing on my dick and teasing my nipples. When I finally started to buck under him and thrust up against his ass, he grinned. Leaning over, he kissed me gently, but I knew that expression too well to relax. “I love it when you need to distract me, baby.”
I groaned as he slowly climbed off me and went over to the dresser. He deliberately drew out the excitement as h
e slowly opened the top drawer and started sorting through the assortment of toys we’d collected over the years.
He always denied we were kinky, but the number of plugs and restraints and odd toys said otherwise. But I’d let him claim whatever he wanted if it made him happy. He worked too many long hours and had too much stress going on for me to argue about something ridiculous.
Tobias did data analysis for one of the government alphabet soup agencies. It sounded boring, but what it really boiled down to was that he was one of the people who kept track of insane government spending and waste. At the moment, he was tracking down missing money that one of the other agencies was denying they’d lost.
Of course, I wasn’t supposed to know this, but I’d only guessed because he’d started turning the channel anytime that particular news story came on. So we both pretended I didn’t notice that or how insane his stress level had gotten lately.
Which was where Valentine’s Day would come in—as long as he wasn’t shocked.
He was going to be shocked.
I shivered as he lifted the cuffs out of the drawer. They were soft ones that wrapped around my wrists with Velcro so they were easy to get out of if I needed to, but he liked them because no matter how long he left them on my wrists, I wouldn’t get hurt like I had when I’d pulled on the metal ones.
Yeah, we weren’t kinky.
I’d heard it from him enough that I didn’t even roll my eyes anymore when he said it. So of course, I had to say it again just to make him nuts. He was fun to make nuts as long as he wasn’t too stressed, but lately, we’d crossed into too stressed entirely too often.
“You’re going to look so pretty stretched out for me, baby.” The soft strength in his voice made me shiver.
Tobias had a tendency to look like a mild-mannered accountant until he let this side of himself out. I had a feeling there were other layers he kept locked away, but I’d never really felt like I needed to unwrap them before now. He’d also never been this focused on work and everything that could go wrong.
“I like the cuffs.” I’d like more than the cuffs if that was what he was picturing, but it looked like at that moment he just wanted me restrained and helpless. The images of what he could do flashed through my mind and had my already hard cock jerking in my pants.
He slowly made his way across the room with calm, unhurried steps, but that just made the anticipation build even higher. He liked watching me squirm, so I didn’t even try to hide the nervous excitement that was growing inside of me.
What he didn’t like was my touching my dick once he got in this mood. So, of course, I did. Reaching down slowly, I shifted my cock to a more comfortable position and gave it a squeeze. It was just enough to have Tobias shaking his head like I’d been naughty.
I loved it when he went into sexy school teacher mode.
Not that I called it that where he could hear me. I had a feeling he hadn’t found teachers as sexy as I had growing up. There was just something about a smart, commanding man that had always turned me on. I’d been the only jock to get perfect grades in my history class my junior year of high school because our teacher had been this sexy older guy.
Mr. Adams had barked orders and ruled the class with an iron fist, but when I’d earned one of his few smiles or reluctant bits of praise, he’d made me so hot I’d almost come right there in class. I’d hung on every word, and that bit of insanity had led to incredible grades in his class and a minor in history when I’d gotten to college.
“Hands above your head, Noah.” Hearing my name from him like that sent another shiver through me. Tobias always called me baby or darling when he was being sweet and sexy, but once his mind shifted to more commanding things, I was always Noah.
Sometimes all it took to get me hard was hearing him say my name in that sexy tone.
Complying instantly, I stretched up and let my hands rest on the bars of the headboard as he brought the cuffs to my wrists. I wasn’t supposed to grip them yet, just lightly touch them while he got me ready, slowly teasing me as the restraints were wrapped around me. Tobias had taken his love of rules and structure from the office to the bedroom with surprising efficiency, but that hadn’t bothered me.
I wasn’t the one who refused to admit we were kinky.
Chapter 2
Tobias
Watching Noah’s eyes widen in worry as I picked the computer up off the bed had me wondering again what the hell he wanted to do for Valentine’s Day. It was clearly something that had him nervous about my reaction, but it was also just as easy to tell how turned on the idea had made him. Walking in on him nearly jerking off had made that evident.
He wasn’t big on porn, so I’d been surprised to see him slowly rubbing himself off as he stared at the screen. The way he’d jumped and slammed the laptop shut had me worried for a moment, but then he’d turned those sweet Bambi eyes on me and I’d quickly realized it wasn’t anything I should worry about.
Hopefully.
Noah was right. I did like surprises, and he’d said he would figure out something fun for Valentine’s Day, but the look on his face had said he wasn’t sure I’d like his version of fun. However, his erection indicated he found it fascinating, so I was game to try as long as it didn’t involve an amusement park of any kind.
Noah was sweet and had the biggest heart, so I couldn’t imagine it being something too frustrating, but that didn’t explain his arousal. Deciding that I wasn’t going to figure it out anytime soon, I set the computer down and walked over toward the bed.
He was stretched out with his muscles and wide body beautifully displayed. I’d seen a lot of athletes after college lose their muscles and go straight to beer guts, but Noah loved going to the gym, so if anything, he was even sexier now than the pictures I’d seen of him in college.
Stroking my hands over his chest, I pinched one nipple again through the shirt and smiled as he squirmed, gripping the strap that was attached to the cuff like it was a lifeline that he couldn’t live without. He knew how much I loved seeing his reactions, so unlike some of the guys I’d been with in the past, he let me see every desire and sensation that rushed through him.
I flashed back to the first time we’d gone to bed together. That had been the moment I’d realized he was the one for me. Our first date had been nice, and he’d been sweet, but it wasn’t until I’d seen how far he was willing to go to please me that I realized how special he was. The sweet jock who’d shyly answered questions about himself had done his best to share his desires with me when he’d realized how much I loved knowing what was going on inside him.
Even being married for almost three years hadn’t dimmed how much I loved him; if anything, it just kept growing stronger. So did the desire to watch him completely unravel beneath me when I made love to him.
Noah sagged against the bed as I released one probably tender bud but moaned when I immediately went to the other. I loved watching him stretched out and restrained while I teased and played with his body. Little gasps and moans always built to desperate pleas for more in the most beautiful ways.
Unfortunately, I didn’t have the patience for that tonight. The stress from work and the dirty pictures he’d put in my mind when I’d seen him stroking his cock through his pants combined to push me right to the edge where I simply needed him, and I couldn’t wait any longer.
“If you’re very good and last a long time for me, I might strip you down later and nibble you all over.” I rolled his nipple between my fingers, and the sound of his moan had my cock pressing against my zipper. “If you come too soon, though, I’m not going to play with you later.”
One of Noah’s favorite things was to be licked and bitten all over. Never hard enough to actually hurt him; just enough to leave an ache that would last. It’d taken me a while to realize that the promise of getting it if he was good was almost as incredible as actually having my lips and teeth teasing him.
He liked being good for me.
I found myself
pushing away the random thoughts and focusing on the way he squirmed and moaned. When he was starting to get lost in the pleasure, I released his nipple and reached for my shirt. Slowly working my way down the buttons, when I reached my pants I deliberately released the belt and unbuttoned them.
Releasing the bottom of my shirt, I slowly worked it down my arms and tossed it toward the hamper in the corner of the room. When I was standing there in just my pants, I looked over to see Noah licking his lips and watching me with a hungry expression.
Silently, I inched the zipper down over my erection and let the pants fall to the floor. As I stepped out of them, I reached for the tiny boxer briefs that he loved to see me in. I stroked over the obviously straining fabric and let him watch me play with myself.
He made a needy little noise as I finally ran a finger over the band and pulled them down just enough to free the head of my cock. I stroked over the slit and then brought my precum-slicked finger up to his lips. A surge of arousal burst through me as I felt his tongue stroke over my finger, lapping at the precum.
God, he was perfect.
When my finger was clean, and he was trying to pull it into his mouth just to suck on it, I slowly pulled it away, tracing over his lips before reaching back for my underwear. As I slowly worked the fabric down, not exactly doing a striptease for him but dragging it out as much as I could, I watched the desire continue to rise in Noah.
He’d already been more turned on than he’d been willing to admit when I’d walked in, so this was just pushing him higher. When the briefs fell to the floor, Noah moaned as I reached for the lube on the nightstand and then climbed up on the mattress.
Tossing it beside his hips, I crawled over him, making sure to give him a line of sight directly down my body to my straining cock as it swung. He gave a frustrated groan but tightened his grip on the cuffs to keep himself still. Letting my naked cock drag over his clothed erection had him making those desperate, sexy sounds again.