Stripped Naked

by Jan Springer

  Daniel hissed and freed Sander’s hands.

  A frantic tug exploded at his belt as Daniel undid it. The sound of Sander’s zipper lowering made his cock swell even more. He laved his tongue over Daniel’s hot nipple and then bit gently until the billionaire gasped and moved faster to get Sander out of his pants.

  Desperation had him helping. Seconds later Sander stepped out of his shoes, socks, pants, underwear. Daniel quickly led them into the shower area, where Sander noted the mosaic tiles beneath his bare feet were toasty.

  Heated floor. Nice.

  Daniel pushed a gold button just outside the glass-walled shower stall and the strobe lights edging the entire top rim of the shower stall dimmed to a buttery glow. Water sprinkled gently from the entire shower-stall ceiling above. Lights made the color of the water a faint lavender, which slowly turned violet and then to a stormy aqua-blue and to forest green.

  “Rainbow water lights give a unique ambiance,” Daniel explained as he reached for a couple of fresh bars of vanilla-colored soap near the glass door of the shower. The lights faded from forest green to canary yellow to orange and then to a crimson-red. Rainbow-streaked steam whirled through the stall. Then the lights turned violet again.

  Awesome.

  Daniel slipped out of his robe and the sight of the billionaire’s perfectly sculpted, tanned body heated Sander’s blood. Opening the glass door, Daniel stepped inside and motioned for Sander to follow. Rainbow-colored steam curled around their naked flesh and a stream of warm water at a perfect temperature pounded his head and body. In seconds, Sander and Daniel were entirely drenched.

  He handed Sander one of the bars of soap and then grabbed one of the gold showerheads, pulling it out of the wall. Sander chuckled to himself. Even the pressure hose was gold-colored. Daniel pressed one of several buttons on the handle, which was shaped like anal beads. A water jet spurted out from the small head. He aimed it at his thick, rigid cock, moaning as the water pulsated against his flesh. Sander breathed a tense breath at the erotic noise and watched Daniel’s erection flush purple, and then it thickened some more and elongated, curling upward.

  Wow. Daniel did have an amazingly long dick. He resisted reaching out and palming it. He would do that later. Right now he was intrigued with the various toys on the showerheads.

  “Help yourself,” Daniel said as he kept the stream of water pulsing against his shaft.

  Sander pulled on an intriguing-looking showerhead with a corkscrew-shaped cage as the handle. “What’s this one for?”

  “That one is a showerhead cock cage with temperature and grip controls,” Daniel replied. “You slide your shaft into the opening and the cock cage automatically senses your needs and squeezes. A pulsing power of water streams from areas along the cage. State-of-the-art.”

  “I’ll be trying this one for sure.”

  Daniel chuckled.

  Sander let it go and it slid back to its proper position on the wall. Then he pulled out another unique-looking toy whose handle was in the shape of a dildo.

  “No worries about cleanliness with any of these,” Daniel said. “All the toys and heads are detached from their hoses and are thoroughly cleaned after each use. No chance of infection. You can place any of these toys anywhere on your body. Not only is Madilyn my assistant, she is also a meticulous toy-cleaner. She’s discreet and she makes sure that no matter which house I am staying in, everything is in it is spotless and I mean everything. She’s exceptional that way. I never have to worry about cleanliness with her.”

  “I’m not sure I like the idea of your assistant knowing so much about you,” Sander pondered as he examined the item.

  “She’s been with me since I could afford her. She’s so easygoing that she’s now one of my best friends. I trust her implicitly.”

  “It’s a good feeling to be surrounded by people you trust, isn’t it?” Sander mused.

  “You sound like you’ve had it rough.”

  “Good observation. Remind me to tell you about it sometime.”

  “I’ll hold you to it. I want to know everything about you, Sander. Everything from the minute you were born to now.”

  And damn if he didn’t mind spilling his guts to Daniel too. He’d never had that urge to share his life history with anyone before. The idea intrigued him.

  “But we can talk later,” Daniel said softly. “We need to blow off a little bit of steam first.”

  Sander nodded.

  He returned his gaze to the toy showerhead in his hand. The dildo part was about the same size as Daniel’s cock, a good eight inches long and three inches in girth. Sander’s ass clenched at the idea of sliding this toy inside him.

  “You can turn it on here.”

  Daniel pressed the upper of two gold buttons. In a split second, a narrow stream of water shot out the top of the dildo and it began to vibrate against his fingers.

  “Awesome. I’ve never seen water toys like these before,” Sander laughed.

  Daniel’s eyes glistened with pride. “They’re all custom-made.”

  “Are they your designs?”

  “I have my personal designer. I give her ideas of what I want and she runs with them and then we use a custom adult-toy manufacturer, who improvises the toy-shaped handles onto the showerheads. They’re all made out of gold. Gold is my favorite color so I indulge when I can.”

  “Very impressive work,” Sander replied as he brushed his fingers over the ultra-smooth finish. He swore he’d never felt such a velvety evenness before and the metal was toasty-warm to his touch.

  “Want me to do the honors?” Daniel asked.

  Sander nodded numbly, his heart picking up to an intense speed.

  Daniel grinned. The lust sparkling in his eyes made Sander’s breath halt in his throat.

  “First let me get you nice and clean,” Daniel said as he let go of his showerhead. It slithered like a snake back to its holder. Sander did the same with his and it too slipped back against the wall slowly.

  “Amazing.”

  “It’s all electronically designed so each showerhead knows its way back to its home.”

  Quite ingenious. Not only was Daniel a billionaire but he was artistic when it came to sex toys. And he would need to remember gold was Daniel’s favorite color.

  “You should market these toys,” Sander said as Daniel smoothed the bar of soap across Sander’s chest, taking extra care to soap each of his nipples.

  Daniel shook his head. “I prefer to keep my toys a secret between people I trust implicitly. Myself and my designer and Madilyn…” He grinned. “And now you.”

  “I’m honored,” Sander said truthfully and wondered if Daniel’s old boyfriend knew this intimate detail about him. Oh heck who was he kidding? Of course Jacques would know. A fissure of jealousy snapped through him but Sander clamped down on it.

  “Now you know one of my dirty little secrets,” Daniel whispered as he lathered Sander’s belly. He massaged lower and lower with his every swish of the soap bar.

  Sander stiffened with awareness and began soaping Daniel’s broad shoulders. He moaned softly at the intense flexing of Daniel’s muscles beneath his wet and soapy fingertips.

  When Daniel’s hands swept against the base of Sander’s cock, his dick responded wildly, jerking and throbbing with need.

  “Wow, you sure do have a good erection going. I’m thoroughly impressed by it.” Daniel got down on his haunches. He leisurely soaped Sander’s scrotum. Daniel’s hands were careful and tender as he massaged and explored Sander’s heavy balls.

  In a split second the need for release whipped through Sander like a hurricane. He did everything he could to keep from demanding that Daniel bring him off. Now!

  His hands tormented and caressed. His palms were sure and strong as he moved to rub soap along Sander’s shaft, over his scrotum and the sensitive area beneath his balls. He kept the pressure just beyond what Daniel needed to orgasm.

  Sander cursed as Daniel angled away from his packag
e and soaped first one thigh and then the other, a knowing grin on his face. The son of a bitch knew what he was doing. Sweet, slow torture that was what.

  Soaping Daniel’s back while Daniel aroused him made it incredibly hard for Sander to focus but he kept at it. He wasn’t going to give Daniel the satisfaction of losing his restraint so easily. It was a concentration of sheer will not to start rubbing his erection against Daniel’s face.

  When Daniel finished intimately soaping his toes after taking every opportunity to be too damn thorough, Sander swore he would lose his self-control. He was about to do just that when Daniel, seemingly having sensed his urgency, stated he should relax, reminding Sander of the showerhead that would titillate his P-spot.

  “Turn, bend over and hold the grab bars on the wall,” Daniel instructed.

  Sander held his breath and turned around. He smiled with excitement as he bent over and reached out to hold the heated gold grips. Daniel lathered Sander’s ass, his hot, soapy palms moving like silk over both of his cheeks. When a sharp, painful smack seared across his behind, Sander gasped in surprise. The look of domination and determination in Daniel’s eyes was a complete turn-on to him.

  Daniel chuckled.

  “Have at it, my man. Shout as loud as you want. Enjoy. This room is soundproof.”

  Another hard slap to his ass. Heat and a unique pain blossomed. Sander held still as his senses explored this newfound thrill. No man had ever spanked him and to his delight he enjoyed this. Another slap, more hotness.

  “Your ass blushes really nice,” Daniel whispered. “Look into the mirror. You should see it.”

  Sander gazed at a nearby mirror that surprisingly wasn’t fogging with mist. He’d bet Daniel had the mirrors sprayed with anti-fog cleaners. Easily he caught sight of the pink blush sweeping over his ass. He watched in the mirror as Daniel raised his hand and smacked his tender flesh.

  Spectacular shards of agony and arousal whipped through him. Sander cried louder and louder as the slaps rained on his flesh and pleasure mingled with the pain and heat. The sounds of the smacks and his moans cascading through the shower room were erotically unforgiving.

  “Grab that cock cage showerhead right there,” Daniel instructed several minutes later.

  His ass burned beautifully and at Daniel’s command Sander opened his eyes. With his breath growing harsh, he reached out to the conveniently located item. Holding the bar with one hand, he grabbed the cage, brought it down and slipped his pulsing erection into it. The sight of his dick being engulfed by metal bars gave him an odd thrill.

  He pressed the button and the gold metal parts tightly embraced his shaft. The circular bars tensed, held and squeezed then let go. The clench was repeated, tighter this time. It was as if a mouth were sucking on his shaft. Water pressure spurted against his sensitive cock from inside the cage, increasing the pleasure.

  Sander moaned. The feeling from the toy was exquisite.

  “Let it go. It’ll do the work all by itself,” Daniel instructed.

  Sander released the handle. The cage gained weight yet stayed on his cock, vibrating and clenching.

  Unbelievable. It was as if he were in some science-fiction room. His cock was attached to a gadget with a long hose that hung out of a wall. Tremors rocked him. He grabbed the bar again and widened his legs some more as the cock cage squeezed and pulsed water around his rigid flesh.

  Using his heavily lathered finger, Daniel gently massaged Sander’s perineum. Shivers sped through Sander. He gasped and moaned, gyrating his hips, loving the tremors. When Daniel nudged a soapy finger against his sphincter, Sander’s heart pounded wildly and he took a deep breath. The finger pushed past the tight band of muscles and the exquisite intrusion made Sander cry out.

  Heat and exhilaration whipped through him as the digit tenderly moved against his muscles, forcing Sander to relax. The pressure in his ass created urgency for sexual release and he growled his need.

  “Easy does it,” Daniel chuckled. He withdrew his finger and a moment later two lathered fingers prodded into Sander’s ass. Gentle but firm nudges pushed against his anal muscles and Sander’s grip around the bars tightened.

  “How long has it been since you’ve had someone enter you?” Daniel asked in a strangled voice.

  Sander shook his head. “It’s been awhile. Too long.” He couldn’t even remember. No man had totally interested him as Daniel did. The men he’d been with were just a release. Daniel was different. Sander wanted to be with him and never leave him. He felt comfortable with Daniel. Felt as if he belonged here. Belonged to him.

  “You’re ultra-tight. Too tight for me to take safely tonight. We’re going to need to loosen you up with a plug for a day or two.”

  Damn. Sander almost groaned his frustration at having to wait.

  “If you have to wait I’ll wait right along with you,” Daniel continued. “I’ll outfit you with a plug when we’re finished for the night. You’ll love the one I have for you. Smooth and warm and of course made from pure silky-smooth gold. It will be nice seeing a plug in my man’s hot ass. Until then…”

  Daniel stopped talking and moved his fingers from Sander. A moment later something solid, slippery and ultra-warm slid past his sphincter. Instinctively he knew it was the P-spot stimulator showerhead he’d indicated earlier that he’d want to try.

  The item glided in slowly. Pressure flared. Warm, thick liquid gushed into him and out of him, dripping along his quaking inner thighs. The lube.

  The stimulator sank another inch and then another. The tip of the gold shaft touched Sander’s prostate. It vibrated so perfectly against his ultra-sensitive area that within seconds a tornado of shivers swept through his lower torso.

  He moaned and growled and twisted his hips. The cock cage showerhead squeezed his shaft tighter, the suction increased and Sander panted as pleasure gripped him.

  “They feel good, don’t they?” Daniel soothed.

  Hell yes! Damn good!

  He writhed beneath the pleasurable assault. His cock pulsed and his ass clenched. In a split second Sander lost all self-control, quickly succumbing to the lightning flashes of arousal pummeling him.

  Helpless inside the ecstasy, he bucked and gyrated and cried out. His shaft jerked and his body tightened and he exploded. Heavy spurts spilled from him, unleashing built-up tension and releasing all any worries of not being accepted by Daniel. It was as if he suddenly belonged somewhere, and it was the best feeling in the world.

  Chapter Four

  Daniel couldn’t get enough of hearing Sander’s erotic growls. The animalistic sounds vibrated deep into his core and brought lashes of sensuality surging through him. Seeing Sander’s blushing butt gave him an odd thrill too. He’d never felt the need to slap a man’s rear before but Sander’s ass had appeared lush and curvy and too inviting to ignore.

  Watching the toy impale and withdraw made impatience whip through Daniel. He wanted to thrust his throbbing shaft between those taut, red cheeks and feel Sander’s tight muscles clench and milk his engorged dick. But he would have to wait because Sander was just way too tight. Knowing that Sander hadn’t been with a man in a while pleased him and made him eager to claim him as his man when the time came.

  He pistoned the stimulator faster and faster, allowing Sander to experience a mind-blowing orgasm. When Sander’s climax ebbed, Daniel withdrew it. He let go of it and the toy clattered to the tiles and quickly slithered its way back to its holder.

  A small light above the holder flashed red, an indication the item had been used and would need to be cleaned. Madilyn would discreetly take care of it by flushing out the system, amongst her other cleaning protocols. Without question she would be back by morning and Daniel couldn’t wait to chastise her for leaving without his permission—and to thank her for setting all this up.

  Desperation raced through him and now that Sander had been satisfied Daniel wanted his own release. Daniel reached for one of several small brown velvet-covered air pillows on a
nearby bench. He grabbed one and tossed it to his feet.

  “Leave the cock cage on and turn around,” he instructed Sander.

  His voice sounded thick and laced with lust and the sight of Sander doing what he commanded without hesitation made his chest tighten with emotion. It satisfied him that Sander could barely move as he turned and kneeled on the pillow. His arms hung loosely at his sides. His face was flushed, his eyelids heavy-lidded from his orgasm and his eyes twinkled with arousal. He’d had a good release and he was weak.

  Sander would be more submissive when he was tired. That knowledge gave Daniel a sense of power, of excitement to be able to dominate this man he’d been fantasizing about.

  “Open your mouth. I want you to suck my cock and bring me to climax,” Daniel instructed.

  His command sounded harsh above the gentle spray of the water splashing over them and he enjoyed the sensual way Sander shivered at his direction. That Sander could want him this intimately and without hesitation was euphoric.

  But Daniel didn’t give him time to obey. At the moment patience wasn’t his strong suit. He clasped a hand around the base of his thick shaft and aimed his erection at Sander’s mouth. He pressed his broad cock head against Sander’s lips, parting them.

  Suddenly Sander raised his arms and his hands slapped against Daniel’s ass cheeks. His palms were like two hot brands as he held him and pulled Daniel closer. He was surprised that Sander wasn’t as weak as he’d thought. He was still powerful. They would have a long night.

  “Pull my hair,” Sander whispered around Daniel’s cock head.

  Daniel blinked at that tidbit of information and quickly thrust his free hand into Sander’s hair. He winced and moaned, his eyes scrunched tight. He’d heard that some men enjoyed the sharp pricks of pain slicing into their scalp when their hair was pulled during sex. Sander was one of them.

  Daniel smiled and twisted his fingers around the short tendrils of his hair. More moans escaped Sander’s lips and the sounds were like music to Daniel’s ears.