by K. C. Wells
Alex snapped out of his contemplation of the hot scene before him. Leo was leading him across the room toward a sort of low, wide armchair with a seat that extended almost like a bed. Leo sat down and leaned against the padded back, his eyes on Alex. He gazed at Leo’s bare, wide chest with its downy covering of hair before taking in his crotch, where a sizeable erection was visible. Alex’s heart began to pound in his chest.
“Strip.”
Leo’s tone had Alex reaching feverishly for his jeans, eagerly unfastening them and sliding them quickly down past his hips, tugging them off impatiently until at last he was standing nude before the reclining Dom, arms by his sides.
Leo’s eyes glittered with appreciation as he slowly rubbed the bulge in his pants. Leo opened his fly, revealing the base of his thick cock with its neat patch of pubic curls. Leo’s gaze grew predatory. “Take off my pants, boy.” His voice was husky with arousal.
Alex couldn’t fail to notice the room had grown quieter. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed men stopping to watch. Don’t think about it, he told himself. Focus on Leo. Remember, you asked for this…. Swiftly, his fingers trembling, Alex pulled the tight pants down over Leo’s slim hips, over his muscled thighs. His Dom was so fine…. Alex was shaking as Leo palmed his long, thick cock, tugging gently at the foreskin, pulling it back to reveal the fat, shiny head, already wet and primed for his ass.
“Come here, boy.”
Alex went to Leo as if in a dream. There was an unreal quality about this whole experience. Alex would not have been surprised if he’d suddenly awoken to find himself in bed, the whole thing nothing but a delicious fantasy.
Leo reached into a nearby bowl, took out a packet of lube, and tossed it to Alex. “On your knees, boy. Facing away from me.” Leo gestured to the flat bed of the chair. Trembling, Alex obeyed him, suddenly realizing from that angle, he could see the growing group of spectators stopping to watch. All eyes were riveted on him and Leo. His thighs shook as he knelt, his back to Leo, his eyes closing briefly.
“Now, open the packet, slick up your fingers, and start to open up your ass.”
Oh… fuck…. Alex tore open the packet and squeezed the silky lube onto his fingers before reaching behind to slide first one finger, then another, deep into his ass, working quickly to ready himself for Leo’s cock. He was conscious of wanting his audience to see Leo’s total mastery over him. Behind him, he heard Leo’s quickening breath as he watched the sight before him, and Alex made sure to moan, knowing how much Leo loved to hear him when they fucked. Not that he could’ve held back that groan if his life had depended on it….
“That’s it, boy.” Alex loved the low moan that escaped Leo, thrilled that he was arousing Leo so thoroughly. He heard the slick noises that told him Leo was pumping his cock, getting it hard for him. Alex worked his fingers faster, his moans increasing. Around him, there were murmurs of appreciation as Doms and subs alike watched the two men. Alex caught sight of movement in his peripheral vision and knew his spectators were slowly jacking off to the scene before them. He closed his eyes, because thoughts like that would have him coming way too soon, and he wanted to come when Leo did.
And suddenly it hit him. Leo was going to come inside him. Bare. A long, drawn-out shudder of breath escaped him as his mind did a sidetrack, making him imagine the trickle of Leo’s seed as it leaked from his ass….
“Enough!” Leo’s almost harsh command made him still his fingers instantly. Two strong hands were suddenly around his hips, gripping him tightly, pulling him to where Leo was reclining. Alex glanced back to see Leo’s tumescent cock standing at attention. A shiver ran through him.
“Okay, boy.” Leo’s voice shook slightly. “Are you ready?”
Alex let out a low, heartfelt groan. Hell, yeah, he was ready. He caught the murmurs of the crowd that had gathered to watch at a discreet distance.
“Go on, Leo, fuck his ass.”
“Go on, man. Show that boy who’s boss.” Cocks were worked feverishly, hands stripping the solid flesh faster.
Alex couldn’t keep it in any longer. “Oh, Sir! Fuck me!”
LEO gave a loud groan as Alex fingered himself, those fingers sliding into his boy’s pink, glistening hole. Oh fuck… at this rate he would be shooting his load within seconds of getting inside Alex. He was wholly conscious of the spectacle the boy made as he prepared himself. All eyes were on him, and Leo couldn’t blame them—the boy was absolutely stunning. The long leash was still attached to his collar.
When Alex groaned and begged to be fucked, Leo moaned low and hard. He could hear the acute need in his boy’s voice, a need that pulled at him, demanded he take him, and take him hard. Leo stretched out on his back, holding his cock upright, steady.
“Now, boy—straddle me. Ride my cock.” He heard the murmurs begin and knew their source immediately. The men around him couldn’t have missed the fact he was about to fuck his boy bare, and he knew this spoke volumes about his relationship with Alex. He was effectively telling them he and his boy were exclusive.
Alex knelt over him, straddling his hips. Leo grabbed Alex, guiding the boy down onto his waiting cock. Although he couldn’t see Alex’s face, he knew his boy was in the grip of some strong emotion.
“Spread your cheeks, boy.” Alex’s hands were shaking as he spread himself wide, revealing his hole, which contracted, the tight pucker shiny with lube. Leo pressed against Alex’s entrance, biting back a moan as he slid, inch by glorious inch, into the tightest heat imaginable. Alex’s body was sucking him in. Ohhhh… that felt fucking unbelievable. “Oh my God, you’re tight, boy!”
Alex let out a long, harsh groan as he sank down all the way onto Leo’s cock. “Oh fuck, Sir!” Alex was panting. “Sir, you’re so fucking deep.” He started to roll his hips, riding Leo faster, lifting his body only to slam down once again, burying Leo’s shaft inside him, the head of his cock sliding over his gland. Alex shuddered. “Oh, right there, Sir!”
Leo pulled Alex down against his chest. Alex turned his head, desperately seeking Leo’s mouth, and Leo took his lips in an urgent kiss, tilting his hips to thrust up into his boy’s stretched ass. Leo grabbed Alex’s legs behind the knees, pulling them up toward his chest, spreading his boy wide. A chorus of approval met his ears as the men surrounding them took in the sight. Leo pistoned into Alex, his cock gliding into his ass with ease. Alex’s moans were coming thick and fast, a constant erotic soundtrack. “Grab your legs, boy!”
Alex obeyed immediately, and Leo ran his hands over his boy’s chest, holding him tightly, deepening the connection between them. He fucked up into Alex, hitting his gland with every thrust, feeling the tremors running through Alex.
“Do you like how my cock feels as it plows your tight ass, boy?”
Alex was shaking, panting breathlessly as Leo relentlessly reamed his ass. Leo exulted in the sensation as tight walls of muscle gripped his cock, tremors coursing through Alex as Leo pushed him ever closer to his climax.
Leo was so fucking close—and he was taking Alex with him.
ALEX was lost in a world of sensation.
The feel of Leo’s cock thrusting into him, slamming into his gland…. Leo running his hands over his chest, down his torso, finally reaching his cock, which was so hard. The first touch of Leo’s hand on his cock had Alex fighting the urge to come. Not yet!
And then Leo plowing into him, the rhythm relentless, not faltering for a second as he drove his cock deep into Alex’s ass. Oh fuck….
“That’s it, boy.” Leo’s voice was hoarse in his ear. “Come on my cock. Show these men who owns this ass.”
“You, Sir,” Alex sobbed. “Only you, Sir!”
“Damn straight, boy. Mine!” Leo let out a howl of triumph and then sped up, his hips rocking, holding Alex immobile. Alex lost himself once more as the world fuzzed out, shrinking until all he could feel was the slide of Leo’s cock into him, the watching men’s subdued cries of arousal becoming less distinct.
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��. This was new. This was…. Alex let himself go, let the world fall away, and soared.
Oh hell, yeah! Leo sensed the change in Alex immediately. His boy was in subspace, lost on some plane where all he could do was feel, and Leo’s heart leaped. Leo cried out as he felt Alex’s ass tighten around his cock like a vise. “Oh, yes!” He thrust into Alex as deeply as he could, his cock pulsing, and wrapped his hand around Alex’s throbbing shaft, which erupted in a fountain of come.
“Fuck him, fuck him good!”
The cries of those around them faded as Leo focused on the man in his arms, holding him tightly, feeling him tremble and shake as Leo’s orgasm hit with all the force of a runaway freight train.
Alex arched his back and cried out as he came, screaming a single word: “Master!”
The word hit Leo hard, slamming into him, annihilating him utterly. He gasped as their lips met, each man eagerly seeking the other. Leo devoured him, his tongue plunging deep as Alex cried out, the sounds swallowed by breathless kisses.
Leo broke the kiss, sensing Alex starting to come back to him, the word “Master” repeated softly, over and over. Leo stilled inside his boy, locked within him, as intimately connected as it was possible for two men to be. He stroked Alex’s chest and torso, the movement unhurried, bringing his boy back, until at last Leo’s cock slipped from its tight prison. Leo let out a low, guttural sound as come pulsed from Alex’s hole and trickled down over his limp cock. Alex murmured softly, and Leo held him, kissing his lips, his chin, cheeks, forehead, until finally he turned the boy to him and held him against him.
“You with me, boy?” Leo brushed hair from Alex’s eyes, gazing at him in wonder. Master…. Alex’s eyes finally focused on him, and Leo smiled. “Hi there, boy. I’ve got you, I’ve got you.”
Alex held onto him, tilting up his face to be kissed. Leo was only too happy to oblige. The two men lay there entwined, Leo barely conscious of the murmurs of approval from their audience. He only had eyes for the boy in his arms.
ALEX sat on the sofa, gazing unseeing at the Christmas tree. His mind was still back in the club, reliving the whole incredible experience. There had been so much to take in, it had almost been a case of sensory overload. He shivered.
“Are you cold, boy?” Leo was standing by the sofa, gazing down at Alex with concern. Alex hadn’t even heard him approach, he’d been so engrossed in his thoughts.
He gave Leo a reassuring smile. “I’m fine,” he stressed. “Just thinking.”
Leo sat beside him, handing him a mug of green tea and vanilla, the familiar scent comforting. He stroked Alex’s thigh. “I’m so proud of you tonight.” Leo sat back against the cushions and held out an arm, inviting Alex to snuggle.
Alex put down his mug and moved over to him. The cuddles after they’d finished fucking had been phenomenal. Alex had come to look forward to snuggling with Leo after a scene, and quickly worked out it was an essential part of Leo’s aftercare. And he loved pressing up against the man, feeling those strong arms around him, protecting him. Alex tilted his face up, seeking a kiss. Leo didn’t disappoint: warm, soft lips met his, pressing firmly. Sounds of sheer contentment filled the air.
“Let’s go to bed, boy.” Leo kissed the top of his head tenderly. “I just want to fall asleep with you in my arms tonight.”
Oh, Alex was so in favor of that plan.
LEO had never been a big fan of Christmas… until now.
The day itself had been magical. There was simply no other word. A day of waking up with his beautiful boy in his arms. They had quickly progressed from loving kisses to Leo fucking Alex’s mouth, coming down his throat and having his cock cleaned up with soft licks. Now, that was the way to wake up.
They’d sat on the rug in their robes, exchanging gifts, the smell of freshly baked croissants and aromatic coffee filling the air, Christmas carols playing quietly. Alex had suddenly gotten this mischievous expression on his face, pulled Leo to his feet and tugged at him, both men laughing as he led the way to the bathroom. Under the hot cascade of water, Alex had braced himself against the tiles, ass tilted, and Leo had succumbed immediately to the offer, first with his tongue and then with his cock. They’d made slow, sweet love until they couldn’t take any more, and Leo had released deep inside his young lover with a yell while Alex cried out his name over and over again.
The rest of the day had been perfect, the atmosphere one of peace and utter contentment as they prepared a meal together amid much laughter. The high point for Leo, however, had been the look of joy on Alex’s face when his father rang. Alex had spent about ten minutes in conversation, and it had clearly been a good conversation. No mention was made of his mother, however, and Leo didn’t press him.
Leo had no one to call, since his parents had both died when he was eighteen, and although he’d spent a few years living with his grandparents, that particular door had been well and truly closed when Leo came out. Leo had long been used to it, but these few days had rekindled in him the magic of Christmas recalled from childhood. During recent years, he’d been in no mood to celebrate, preferring instead to hide himself away from his friends.
All that had changed. And there was only one possible explanation.
Alex had slowly and surely brought him back to life.
ALEX sipped at his glass of wine, gazing around the club with frank interest. It was intriguing to see all the members there dressed. The New Year’s Eve party was in full swing. Thomas and Leo had provided a wonderful spread, and Pietro and Miles had gone to town on the decorations. The interior of the club was a sea of red—balloons, streamers—which Alex had been roped into helping put up, a task he’d undertaken good-naturedly. But as the hour neared for the ceremony, Pietro had clearly overtaken excited and was heading for hyper. Miles took his sub aside, stroking his arms with tender movements until Pietro regained his composure. Alex grinned. Miles was a perfect fit for his best friend, and he couldn’t be happier for them.
Leo was mingling, making sure all the members were happy, stopping to have brief conversations here and there. Alex watched him with pride. It was clear many men held Leo in very high regard, and he couldn’t help but notice the subs who followed Leo with their eyes, giving him appreciative glances. Alex wasn’t bothered, because he knew after news of their scene in the group room had gotten around, no one had been left in any doubt that Leo was most definitely unavailable. And as for Alex, he might as well have worn a sign on his forehead, proclaiming him as Leo’s. Not that he’d mind that in the slightest. He was Leo’s, heart, mind, body, and soul, and he didn’t care who knew it.
PIETRO knelt before Miles, head bowed. Thomas stood next to the pair, beaming. Such ceremonies happened from time to time, and they were always occasions for joy. Leo looked on as Miles fitted the elegant collar around Pietro’s slim neck. It had been designed to be worn full-time without being too obvious. Leo loved the beautiful, stylish design, and he knew Miles had their names engraved on the reverse side, hidden from sight, but he and Pietro would know they were there.
Pietro’s eyes shone, and it was clear to anyone who knew them the two men were in love. When Miles helped Pietro to his feet and kissed him, the room erupted into ecstatic applause, causing both men to blush. Miles continued to stare at his sub with wonder for the remainder of the evening, laying claim to Pietro with many kisses. Leo would hazard a guess that when midnight arrived, the two would disappear into a private room—their exchanged glances were growing more and more heated as the night wore on.
“They look wonderful together.” Alex’s tone was almost wistful. Leo gave him a keen glance. Alex was standing at his side, watching Miles circulate through the room, Pietro at his side.
“What are you thinking right now, boy?” Leo asked earnestly.
Alex turned to face him, cheeks flushed. “That maybe we should think about having a contract?” His eyes met Leo’s, and Leo caught his breath at the depth of feeling he saw there. “I want everyone to know we’re committed t
o each other, that it’s a permanent thing.” Alex took a deep breath. “Do… do you think we could talk about that?” He gazed at Leo with an expectant expression.
Thomas went by just then, and something about his demeanor immediately attracted Leo’s attention. He stared after Thomas, disconcerted. Something was wrong.
“Can you excuse me, Alex?” Leo gave him an apologetic glance, but he needn’t have been concerned. Alex had obviously picked up on the same thing.
“Go on, go speak to him. Find out what’s wrong.” Alex smiled. “I’ll still be here when you get back.”
Leo gave him a grateful smile and kissed him before following Thomas to their office. Thomas was pouring himself a glass of whisky, his face troubled.
Leo closed the door behind him. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
Thomas looked up, startled. “What? Oh, it’s nothing to worry about. Go on back to the party.”
Leo arched his brows. “God, you’re a poor liar.” He smirked.
Thomas gazed back at him in silence. Eventually he let out a sigh. “Look, it’s nothing, okay? I’ve just had a call from an ex-colleague who needs my help with something, but it’s… complicated.” He gazed into his glass and then locked eyes with Leo. “But it’s nothing that need concern you, okay? At least, not yet.”
Leo thought for a moment about pressing the matter, but decided against it. Besides, there was a gorgeous young man awaiting him, and Leo had something to tell him, something important. “Okay,” he said at last. “But if you need to talk, you know where I am, all right?”
Thomas nodded, smiling gratefully. Not entirely convinced, Leo left the office and went to find Alex. Midnight was fast approaching.