by Rayne, Marty
"The first choice is to stop right now. I can release you and forget this ever happened. We never have to speak of this again. We can get dressed, go have a drink, and enjoy each other's company as if this was a mini-vacation. Then we go home tomorrow together."
Michael's cell phone started ringing. It was still in the pocket of his jeans lying near the door. They both ignored it and the caller was sent to voicemail.
"Or, we could continue with this. You will remain tied to the bed until you have earned the right to be released. You will do everything…" Todd paused a moment. "Everything," he emphasized, "I tell you. This is your chance to live out your fantasy, Michael. This one night you can choose to be dominated by me. When the sun rises, life as we know it will return and we go home. Think carefully, Michael."
With every word Todd spoke Michael's skin sweltered. As much as he wanted to be angry with Todd, it melted under the heat of his desire. Todd was giving him a chance of a lifetime. A chance to fulfill a fantasy long hidden. Michael didn't have to think about it long.
"Please continue, Sir." Michael's response was soft and meek. A perfect submissive. He waited, holding his breath, anxious for Todd's response.
Todd's hands suddenly glided over Michael's chest with a feather like touch. A tremble grasped his body and forced the baited breath from his lungs. "Todd." "Sshhh. Not another word, Michael, or I will gag you again.
Understood?" Todd's movements stilled as he spoke. Michael took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Yes, Sir." His voice was low, but he knew that Todd heard him when his hands started the slow exploratory movements again.
Michael urged his body to relax. To sink into the mattress and enjoy the ministrations of his lover. But as Todd's hands expertly found every sensitive spot on his body, Michael was soon writhing under his lover's touch, jaw clenched shut so he wouldn't beg. Taking a few deep breaths to calm his burning blood, Todd's masculine scent reached his nose. Michael loved the way Todd smelled. Woodsy, musky, pure male.
Michael never thought that his body could be so sensitive and responsive to the mildest of touches. The feeling of Todd's hands was familiar, soothing, but also a hundred more times erotic. He realized that without the use of his eyes and his hands bound away from his body, he had to rely on his other senses, intensifying the experience.
Todd's hands finally came close to Michael's throbbing erection. The feather light caress across his balls wrenched a whimper from Michael's throat as his hips bucked. He heard Todd's soft chuckle as he did it again. Todd was enjoying the torturous pleasure he wrought on Michael, and Michael was more than happy to know he was enjoying the experience, too.
A hand wrapped around Michael's cock, making him hiss at the heat surrounding him. His pulse raced as his blood pumped faster into his groin. His body was trembling with need, with desire. The entire incident, with Brian's treatment, Todd's surprise appearance, and the thought of acting out a long held fantasy, was overwhelming to his senses. Michael's ache for release conflicted with the need to please his lover, his Master for the night.
As Todd slowly worked Michael higher into oblivion, his mind started creating images of how his lover looked. His expression. Was Todd's breathing as rapid as his own? Was he feeling the same rush of excitement? Michael swallowed around the curses of his blindfold and the sights hidden from him.
"Damn!" Michael cried out, back arching as Todd's mouth covered his cock. Immediately the hot wetness was removed. "No, no, no." Michael pleaded.
"I said not a word, Michael." Todd's voice was cool, but Michael could almost swear that there was enjoyment behind his words. "Now I have to gag you."
Michael shook his head in protest but didn't say another word. He didn't want to be gagged again. He wanted to kiss Todd. To touch his lover. To please him.
The weight shifted on the bed indicating Todd switching positions. Michael could feel that Todd now straddled his upper chest. Todd took hold of his jaw. "Open." Michael hesitated after a moment's thought of protesting. He remembered that he was the subservient tonight. He had told Todd that he would do all that was commanded. He opened his mouth and awaited his punishment. Only it wasn't the hard rubber that his tongue touched but the soft meaty flesh of his lover.
Michael's cell phone started ringing across the room. Both men ignored it, completely immersed in each other. "Suck it." Todd commanded. Michael did so eagerly, inwardly sighing with relief and in awe of Todd's imagination concerning his so-called punishment. Michael knew exactly what would give Todd the greatest satisfaction as he adjusted his head, eventually bending his neck back and taking the entire length into his mouth. Michael moaned against the flesh that slid further down his throat blocking his air passages. With another deep growl and forcing his throat to contract, Michael felt Todd's body tremble above him along with hearing a breathless curse as the thick fluid flowed freely down his throat.
Todd slowly withdrew from Michael's throat. Michael took in several deep breaths to calm the burning of his lungs, giving his body back the much-needed oxygen.
"Every last drop," Todd demanded when Michael had caught his breath again.
Michael didn't have to ask what his lover meant. He knew. Using his tongue, he gently licked the length of Todd's softness before sucking on its tip making sure that it was cleansed of any lingering cum.
Todd removed himself from Michael's mouth and moved his body so that he lay over the length of him. His lips touched Michael's and he immediately opened, welcoming the intrusion of tongue.
"Very nice," Todd murmured against Michael's lips. "You have done very well, Michael, and you will be rewarded." Todd shifted his weight, causing Michael's hard, throbbing erection to rub against Todd's bare skin. Michael moaned as pleasure rippled through him. "But not yet."
Michael froze. His blood was boiling with need. He thought he was going to explode if he didn't find release soon. Todd's teasing was maddening. He'd never been so hot and in need of someone in his life. Michael was finding that it could be quite difficult not having the control he was used to. The painful pleasure of releasing control to another was excruciating.
Michael opened his mouth, determined to protest Todd's declaration, even willing to beg shamelessly for satisfaction, but all words were blocked as the rubber ball of the gag was shoved between his teeth. He instinctively opened his jaw wider with the intent to push it out with his tongue only to have it shoved tighter in and quickly buckled into place.
Michael shook his head and his voiced objections came out as muffled moans.
"Do not worry, my love." Todd's voice soothed him enough to quiet down. "When I am done with you, it will be the greatest orgasm you will ever have."
Todd rolled off Michael's body and sat next to him. The back of his hand lightly slid down Michael's cheek. Michael couldn't stop the shiver that shook his body with his lover's touch. He wanted to cry out in frustration. He wanted to scream at the hindrance to his satisfaction. He wanted to demand his release. But isn't this want he wanted? Isn't this what he had craved? To relinquish all control to another?
Michael took in a deep shaky breath and let it out slowly. His frustration only showing with the soft whimper that involuntarily from his throat.
He was surprised when Todd removed the blindfold. blinked several times to allow his eyes to adjust to the suddenness of light though it was dim. For the first time that night, he laid eyes on his lover. His tormentor. Todd smiled and swept Michael's hair away from his face. Michael gloried at the sight of his lover's sculpted frame. Todd didn't go overboard with his workouts, but he liked being in shape. Michael liked it, too.
"You are so brave." He shook his head. "I don't know if I could allow anyone this much control over me." He turned his head and looked at the thickness between Michael's legs. "But it's obviously a great turn on for you. Not once since Brian stripped you of your clothing has your erection deflated." Todd reached out and ran the tip of a finger down the length. It jumped at his touch, eager for it. Todd
chuckled. "You are amazing."
Michael watched as Todd shifted and laid a gentle kiss to his tip. The sight was erotic. His hips bucked and growled with the pleasure of the attention. Todd's tongue flicked out of his mouth and lapped at the gathering leakage. With a glance at Michael, a knowing smirk curving
escaped Michael his lips, Todd slurped the thick flesh into his mouth, tongue swirling
around the hardness.
Michael's head fell back, as his back arched in response to the lightening that streaked his body. Heat rushed his veins, and he knew that his release was near.
Michael's cell phone started ringing again. It was ignored. But then another ringing started right after his stopped. It came from the bathroom. Todd's phone. It rang twice, then stopped.
He gave a muffled scream of frustration when Todd removed his mouth. This time Michael struggled against the ropes that held him tightly to the bed. This was too much for him. He felt as if he would implode if Todd continued on this trip of ecstasy.
Todd leaned forward, his mouth just inches from Michael's ear. "I have a confession to make, my love." The words made Michael stop his struggle. He turned his head and locked eyes with Todd's. From the instant he saw the tall, dark haired man Michael had fallen for him. When he first looked into Todd's eyes, the color so dark they looked nearly black, Michael felt as if he were drowning in the mysterious seduction Todd naturally possessed. And it had been that way ever since. Though tonight there seemed to be something extra in that all-consuming stare.
Todd touched Michael's cheek. His hand was gentle and warm. "I too have a fantasy, and according to what you promised me earlier, you are going to help me fulfill it tonight."
Michael's brows drew together. He was desperately trying to claw his way out of the haze of desire that threatened to bury him. He tried to hear Todd's words correctly. Todd had a fantasy? From earlier comments, Michael knew that it was not to be bound and helpless. What was it that his lover desired to do? How could Michael do anything to help with the frame of mind Todd had put him in?
"Do you want to hear my fantasy, Michael? Do you want to know what I've never told another soul, but am about to impart to you, my lover and best friend?"
Slowly Michael nodded as his mind urgently tried to figure out what Todd wanted. Michael's cell phone started ringing again, and Todd smiled. His lips tenderly kissed Michael's cheek.
"I've always wanted a threesome with you, Michael." Todd confessed softly, his lips brushing against his skin. "While you are here helpless, under my command, aching for me, we will both get to fulfill our deepest, darkest fantasies."
Michael's eyes widened in surprise. What Todd wanted was completely unexpected. He never dreamed that Todd had such thoughts.
Todd rose from the bed and started toward the bathroom. "Think about it, Michael. It won't be long now."
The bathroom door closed behind Todd, leaving Michael to himself, laying on the bed, hands securely bound above his head, and mouth tightly gagged. Even with his feet and legs free, there was nothing he could do to get free. He was strong but not stronger than the knots Brian tied. At least he had his vision back.
Michael took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. He seemed to be doing that a lot tonight. He'd had so many ups and downs that he felt like crying as his mixed emotions swirled violently.
What was Todd thinking? Yes, Michael's request had been a bit on the kinky side as he longed to play the role of a submissive to Todd's dominant, but Todd was looking to bring in a third party. They had never talked about the possibility. They had a couple of friends who played with a third lover, but sometimes that brought in complications. It was hard enough being a gay man in today's world, but to be seen as a ménagetrio…that was just begging for problems.
But Michael had given his word to do everything Todd demanded for the night. He had asked for it. Had practically drooled over the prospect of being under Todd's control. Would he follow through with that promise? And who was this third person Todd had in mind? Would Brian come back? Michael shivered, and not in pleasure, as he remembered the gruffness of the man. He was intimidating and frightening. He played the part of Dominant too well.
Was it another male or a female? Neither had been with a female since their high school years. They were in a strange city. So, who did Todd possibly have in mind? Michael silently prayed that it wasn't a stranger. There were too many dangers in playing with the whole BDSM lifestyle if not properly introduced, but Michael would put his faith in Todd and in his research from what he accomplished for just tonight.
A knock sounded on the door. "Michael," Christopher's voice called before he knocked again.
Michael held his breath. He couldn't answer, his words would be a muffled mess. He lay there and hoped that Christopher would leave him well enough alone, thinking that he had gone to sleep. Michael didn't want Christopher to see him in this predicament. He didn't want to have to explain why he was lying on a bed bound and gagged with a raging hard-on.
Michael wasn't that lucky. His stomach started to churn violently as the lock clicked and the door handle turned. Michael silently cursed himself for giving Christopher his other key before leaving the club. His body stilled and his eyes watched the door waiting and silently screaming for Todd to rescue him of this embarrassment.
THREE
Christopher stepped into the room and froze as his eyes found Michael's. Shock crossed his expression and Michael groaned, his face flaming red. Todd's compliment of him being amazing sounded in his head. Even being found in such an embarrassing situation, his cock stood hard, jutting in the air and ready for action.
The hotel door closed and locked behind Christopher, who was still frozen where he'd stopped. His mouth opened and closed twice before his words emerged. "What the hell? Michael…?" Michael didn't miss the fact that Christopher's stormy blue eyes had broken from his face to scan down his body and ended by staring at his throbbing erection.
Michael whimpered a cry and turned his head. This could not be happening to him, he prayed. Surely Shannon would now find out about this, and he would never live it down. What would Christopher think of him? Or of Todd? Michael heard the quick steps Christopher took to get to the bed. "Who did this? Are you okay?" Christopher had pushed past the
initial shock, and Michael felt him fiddling with the buckles to the gag. "Please don't do that." Todd's voice made Michael open his eyes. He watched as his lover strode from the bathroom, a bright, white towel hanging around his hips, and his tanned body covered in droplets of water. His dark hair was wet and swept back from his face. Michael sucked in a tight breath of air at the gorgeous picture his lover made.
"Todd? What are you doing here? What's going on?" Christopher stopped trying to release Michael and stepped back.
Michael forced his gaze away from Todd and watched Christopher's reaction to the man. Christopher was bisexual, claiming to like variety. He was a bit of a player, enjoying the benefits of being young, good looking, and having a trust fund to back up his pleasure. Christopher wasn't as wild as he liked people to believe, but he liked to let loose on occasion. And being only twenty years old, he had a lot of advantages.
One night not long ago, Christopher had crashed at Michael and Todd's house. He was drunk and knew that his sisters and father would have his ass if he drove in that state. So Todd had offered him their guest room. Christopher, in his drunken stupor, had confessed to Michael that he thought Todd was hot and that Michael was lucky to have a man like him in his life. Christopher hoped to one day find a woman or man that loved him as much as Todd loved Michael.
Michael had been skeptical of Christopher's view on how much Todd loved him at the time. Their problems had broken down a little of Michael's confidence, but he never said anything to either Todd or Christopher about the drunken confession.
Now, as Christopher stared at Todd, his eyes devoured every inch he could absorb, and by Todd's earlier words, Michael wondered if Todd had heard Christo
pher's words that night.
Todd shrugged. "It's Valentine's Day. Shouldn't lovers be together tonight of all nights?" His voice was casual, but Michael could hear the bit of charm that Todd could exude.
Christopher slowly nodded and took a step back. "But why is Michael tied up? Gagged?" His glance went to Michael.
"I'm helping Michael fulfill a fantasy. Just as he's going to help me fulfill one. Aren't you, Michael?"
Michael's stomach lurched at the smoldering look Todd gave him. His pulse raced so fast that he thought his heart would burst right there in his chest. Christopher. The third to Todd's threesome. Someone they both could trust. Michael nodded and felt a shiver of excitement rush his spine. "Being tied up? Gagged? Like a bad…" Christopher stopped and his eyes widened. "Oh. Um…" His cheeks became flushed as he realized what he'd stumbled into. He took another step back toward the door, but his eyes were jetting back and forth between Michael and Todd. "Well, then, I guess I'll go then."
"Wait," Todd said, his voice smooth. Michael watched as he stepped around the bed and approached Christopher. "Michael will need help with my fantasy. We were just talking about it and thought you would be perfect."
Christopher swallowed hard and his eyes went to Michael. "Talking about it, huh?" He licked his lips and Michael saw that his fingers twitched nervously at his sides. "Of course." Todd assured him. "Weren't we, Michael?" Michael knew what Todd was doing. Todd wasn't lying to Christopher. He just omitted the fact that he was the one doing all the talking. Michael nodded. "Are you interested?" Christopher eyed Todd with uncertainty. Michael understood his apprehension. He wanted to warn his friend but couldn't. What did Todd have in mind? Whatever it was Michael was sure that both he and Christopher would be surprised by it. Especially after having to go through such lengths to get Michael where he was. "What do I have to do?" Weariness sounded in his question. Todd gracefully slid around Christopher's body effectively blocking