by Tatum Throne
“Don’t move.”
His words were harsh and spoken on a low, husky note, giving him no room for disobeying him—not that Kevin ever would. He wanted to know exactly where his Master was leading him. Wyatt trapped Kevin’s legs between his, standing above him as he worked his belt off. His Glock and holster knocked against the desk as Wyatt unbuttoned his tactical pants, unzipped his fly, and yanked down his black boxers that were now stained with a white hash mark. His cock kicked out when his Dom released it, moving his boxers below his balls.
When he was completely exposed to his Master, Wyatt took something from the side pocket of his tactical pants. A spool of dark, thick string was in his hand. Kevin’s heart started to race as Wyatt made a slip knot, looping it around his shaft and pulling it tight at the hilt. When it was snug around Kevin’s shaft, he wrapped the black string around his balls and cock two times, crisscrossing it two times across his balls, too.
He then wrapped loops around Kevin’s throbbing prick, all the way up to his cockhead, where he made one last tight loop just below the head of his penis. His Master cut the rope, tying the string off. The rope around Kevin’s dick was acting as a chastity belt. He was so hard he could feel his heartbeat in his cock.
“Do not remove this rope until we are along again tonight,” Wyatt warned.
He helped Kevin up, stuffing his prick back into his tactical pants and replacing his holster. Kevin looked down at the front of his pants, seeing his cock angled toward his pocket and even going with the crease in his pants. The angle and crease hid the bulge of his erect and bound penis.
“Let’s go talk to Chief Rask.”
Panic raced through Kevin’s mind as he thought about walking through the hall of the station with the rope locking his cock down. He fell into step behind Wyatt, feeding off his confidence, which he didn’t quite feel inside. As they moved through the halls, he realized quickly that no one gave him a second glance the way he thought they would. They headed for Chief Rask’s office where the door was open.
“Both of us?” Wyatt asked.
“Just you. I’ll talk with Lt. Philips later.”
Wyatt looked over his shoulder. “I’ll catch up with you later.”
Kevin was having a hard time walking normally through the bullpen. He avoided the main hallway and took the stairs toward his office, all the while holding his junk as he took the stairs two at a time. He wasn’t sure how he was going to handle anyone stopping him in the hallway. All he wanted to do was to get back to his office before anyone decided to have a conversation.
After leaving Wyatt, he was only interested in figuring out where he was going to stay tonight. Of course, Wyatt wanted him to spend the night at his home, but Kevin wasn’t comfortable with that, to be honest. He wanted someplace where he could step back and think about how fast his relationship with Wyatt was spinning out of control. If Chief Rask found out, what would happen to both of their careers? They surely would be reassigned and that was the last thing he wanted to have happened.
When he was back within the safety of his office, Kevin went straight to his desk. He sat down with a groan as he adjusted his cock. He was still throbbing. He wanted more time with his Dom. He hated how needy he suddenly was for Wyatt. How was he supposed to move on when he had just gotten out of a bad relationship with Jeff? How was he supposed to trust Wyatt with his life and his body?
It was all too much for him to handle, and he needed a step back and think. That meant he needed to find a place to stay tonight. He did not want to stay with Wyatt. A small part of him was frightened of what would happen when they were together tonight. He knew Wyatt wanted him, and God help him, he wanted that man, too.
Distracted by thoughts of his new lover, Kevin wasn’t able to focus on anything in front of him. He had an hour left of work and found himself staring off into space, wondering if he was making the right call to get involved with someone so quickly. He wanted to go find Wyatt and see what Chief Rask wanted, but he knew he couldn’t. He wanted to keep their relationship private.
With that thought in mind, Kevin reached for his laptop and did a search of places to stay for the night. He didn’t like the idea of staying at the same hotel two nights in a row. His only option would be a hotel again. The thought of Wyatt tracking him down made nervous energy pump through his veins. What would he do to Kevin tonight if they stayed together?
Kevin jumped when the phone rang, knocking him out of his thoughts. He reached for the phone. “This is Lt. Philips.”
“You’re coming to my house tonight.”
There was a long pause of hardcore silence on the other end of the phone that made Kevin’s heart race. If he told his Dom “no,” he surely would be in trouble for it. He waited impatiently for Wyatt to say something else.
“I can’t.”
The only sound of his disapproval was a low groan from the back of his mouth as though he were growling.
“I will see you tonight at my house, and you better show up.”
Wyatt was serious. There was no way he could get out of this. Wyatt wanted him there and he would need to show up. Kevin wanted to be a man who could protect himself, but clearly that was not the case. He loved how Wyatt protected him, and that frightened him greatly. He was a fucking cop. He should have felt safe when he was by himself. Jeff had fucked him up. Royally.
“Okay. I’ll be there. How’d your meeting with the chief go?”
“It got delayed. I’m waiting outside his office now.”
“Okay. I’ll see you tonight.”
“Good.”
Kevin still wasn’t sure if he was going to show, but he knew he needed to tell Wyatt something to get him off the phone. He was nervous when he talked to Wyatt. There was something about the man that made him feel like he couldn’t speak his mind without messing up. He wanted to impress Wyatt. He couldn’t recall a time any other man had made him feel so vulnerable by just speaking to him.
By the time he got off the phone with Wyatt, Kevin’s hand was shaking. He was still aching and uncertain of how long he could handle the rope around his prick. He was working on a serious case of blue balls and was glad Wyatt wanted to see him at the end of their shift tonight. He needed to go over there for some much-needed relief.
He hated the fact that he was being led around by his cock, but there was nothing he could do to stop it from happening. He had given his body to his Dom, and he had to trust him. Even though he was frightened of Jeff, he needed to get over it so it wouldn’t ruin his relationship with Wyatt.
He wasn’t a man who normally jumped from relationship to relationship, but there was something about Wyatt that told Kevin he could trust him. He only hoped that Wyatt wouldn’t break his heart in the end. He glanced at the clock on his laptop. He still had a half hour before his shift ended.
He pulled out his cell phone and texted Wyatt, asking for his address. Seconds later, it came through. Nervously, Kevin set down his phone and thought about what was going to happen when he saw his Dom again tonight. He was so ready for relief. He felt like his cock was going to explode and there was nothing he could do to stop it. The very thought of his Dom taking him had his cock clenching hard, and a shot of pre-cum ejaculated into his boxers. He wanted Wyatt tonight.
* * * *
Wyatt was waved inside by the chief when he finished dealing with the urgent matter that came up.
“Shut the door behind you,” Chief Rask said.
His gaze locked with Kevin’s as he shut the door. “What’s up?” Wyatt asked.
“I’ve just spoken with Hunter. Now, I want to know how things are going with your investigation,” Chief Rask said.
All Wyatt could think about was the rope twisting and binding his lover’s cock. He wanted Kevin to come home with him tonight. Would he? There was a good chance he wouldn’t. With a mental head-slap, Wyatt shook away his thoughts and crossed the room to sit across from the chief.
“I think Jeff is lying and really stalkin
g Kevin.”
“Can you prove it?”
“Not yet, but I’m hoping I’ll be able to soon.”
“Good. Keep close to Kevin.”
“Sir, you should know that Kevin is afraid to go home. I need to ask you a favor,” Wyatt said.
“What is it?”
Wyatt couldn’t believe he was about to ask his chief for permission to do something that was crossing the line, but he knew it was better to ask permission with the chief than to try to get away with things. They had been friends for way too long for him not to be upfront.
“You should know that Kevin is staying in a hotel. He’s afraid of Jeff.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I want to be able to watch him closely, so I want him to stay in my guest bedroom at my house.”
The chief frowned as he considered what Wyatt was saying. After a short time, he nodded his head. “I think that would be a good idea. I want you to watch him closely. The fact that you don’t trust Jeff tells me that there’s more going on than either one of us know. This man could very well be dangerous.”
“I think he is. I will let Kevin know that he can stay with me.”
“Do you think he’ll go for it?” Rask asked.
“I don’t know.”
“I want you on the clock for this.”
Wyatt froze. “Excuse me?”
“I want you to be paid for protecting Kevin.”
“Sir, that really isn’t necessary. I wouldn’t feel comfortable taking overtime pay for this.”
“It’s the only way I’ll let this situation happen. We clear?”
“Yes, sir.”
Worry raced through Wyatt as he left his chief’s office. He didn’t want his time with Kevin to be paid for. If Kevin found out that he was being paid to protect him, it would surely destroy what they were building together. He didn’t want any confusion about what was happening between them. As he crossed the office bullpen, Wyatt was tempted to seek out Kevin but he knew he shouldn’t. He needed to get a little bit of work done before he went home tonight.
After making arrangements with Kevin, he finished up work and headed out for the day. As he went into the parking lot, he looked around for any sign of Kevin’s car but didn’t see it. That was fine with him. He was hoping that Kevin was on his way to Wyatt’s place. If he wasn’t, they both would be having problems. He didn’t want to spend hours tracking him down.
Relief eased Wyatt’s mind as he pulled up outside of his house and saw Kevin’s car parked on the street. He got out of his car and headed toward the front door. At the same time, Kevin got out of his vehicle and followed Wyatt inside. Sweat was dripping down his temple. He looked like he was in a lot of pain from the rope he had tied around his cock.
Guilt rose to the surface again. He usually didn’t push a new lover so hard so fast, but he certainly had with Kevin. They went inside and they dropped their stuff just inside the foyer. Wyatt pushed him up against the door and kissed him hard and passionately. A moan of desperation echoed from Kevin’s hungry mouth as Wyatt kissed him hard. Wyatt moved his hand down over Kevin’s cock, giving it a hard pull to make sure the rope was still in place.
A groan escaped Wyatt’s lips when he realized the rope was in the exact same place he left it nearly two hours before. He stepped back, loving the way Kevin was trying to follow him for more kisses.
“Undress before I rip all your clothes off.”
Kevin didn’t need to be told twice. Ever so slowly, he unlaced his boots and set them aside. He pulled his tactical shirt off by grabbing the back collar and yanking it off in one easy move. He dropped his pants, stepping out of them. He stood before Wyatt naked with only the rope tied around his throbbing dick.
When Kevin was completely naked before him, every muscle in his body was flexed hard. His cock was red and ready and wanting. Pre-cum dripped from the tip of his cockhead and onto the wood floor. Temptation had Wyatt taking a step forward, checking the rope with a gentle tug that tightened the knot around Kevin’s shaft and balls.
He needed to show Kevin that he could trust Wyatt, and how good they would be together. With that in mind, Wyatt led Kevin upstairs and toward the back of his house where the guest bedroom was set up. The extra room was actually his playroom. He opened the door and turned the lights on low, allowing Kevin’s eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room. When he realized what he was seeing, a slow groan echoed from Kevin’s lips. The room was painted a deep burgundy red. There were floggers arranged on the wall. There were even more dildos and butt plugs in the built-in shelves in the closet. They were all brand-new and ready to be used.
“What are you going to do to me?”
“Nothing that you don’t want me to do to you.”
Wyatt led Kevin into the center of the room and used the restraints hanging from the ceiling to lock his wrists above his head. He checked to make sure Kevin’s circulation was good and that he was comfortable. He wanted Kevin to be ready for this long session together.
As Kevin waited for him, Wyatt turned to the closet and changed out of his work clothes. Normally, he would have showered and taken time to pamper himself a little bit but not today. He wanted to make sure Kevin was ready and relief came to his cock soon. It had already been way too long—longer than he should have gone.
Wyatt went to the table and snapped open a bottle of lube, smearing it onto a butt plug. He came back, sliding his hands down between Kevin’s ass cheeks. He ran his thumb across Kevin’s rim, loving the way Kevin moaned in response. As Kevin arched his ass out, Wyatt pushed the butt plug into his ass. He moaned. He was breathing hard. He was so ready to come, but Wyatt didn’t want him to come yet. He wanted to show Kevin how good it could be.
Wyatt went into the closet, opening up a drawer. He picked up a blindfold. His gaze locked with Kevin’s as he crossed the room. He wrapped the blindfold around Kevin’s eyes, loving the sharp intake of breath that Kevin took as he tightened it down. He kissed his way over Kevin’s shoulder and neck and whispered his lips up to Kevin’s ear.
“I’m going to show you how good it will be to focus on your pleasure as you submit to me.”
A sweet groan sounded from Kevin’s parted lips and the chain above his head started to shake. Wyatt went to the table and picked up another item. He chose a leather flogger and headed over to Kevin. With the leather tip, he ran it across Kevin’s cock, loving the way his pre-cum dripped onto it. The gentle stroking of the leather was enough to send a shot of jizz flying into the air, arching and landing on the floor.
“You will ask for permission before you come. Always.”
“Yes, Master.”
It was exactly what Wyatt wanted to hear. He moved around Kevin, removing the butt plug. He rubbed his cock up between Kevin’s ass cheeks, using the lube and his sweat to get a good rhythm going. He bumped and grinded his lubed cockhead against Kevin’s rim, tempted to enter him without a condom.
Oh God.
He really wanted to enter him raw. He had never taken anyone without a condom before, but now as he held this man in his arms, he wanted him raw, and he was going to have him no matter what. Before he could stop himself from doing it, Wyatt groaned, pushing the tip of his cock into Kevin’s ass. He froze, feeling the way Kevin’s ass muscle tightened around his cockhead. He shouldn’t have been doing this without a condom.
* * * *
Every muscle in Kevin’s body was flexed hard. Sweat dripped from his body, mixing with his pre-cum. The feel of Wyatt’s cock pressing between his ass cheeks and just beyond the outer edge of his rim was too much. He felt his Dom’s cockhead push slowly and deeper into his body. He knew his Master wasn’t wearing a condom, but he didn’t care. He had always been safe with every lover up until now. He wanted this risk with Wyatt. He wanted to feel every inch of his cock spreading his ass wide.
There was something about Wyatt that made Kevin trust him completely. He didn’t care what the end result would be. As long as he had Wyatt, he
knew he would be okay. He stilled as Wyatt pulled his cock away. He heard the bottle of lube snap open, squirt, and smooth over his Dom’s cock.
Wyatt pushed his cock in slowly again, wetting Kevin’s ass. Again he pulled his cock out, lubing it more and slowly pushing it into his ass. He was experienced. When Kevin felt Wyatt’s dick hit hard against his prostate, he knew it was over. He was crying out and begging for permission to come before he had a handle on his emotions. Kevin felt weak in the moment and disappointed in himself for not being able to hold out longer.
“Please, may I come?”
He felt Wyatt tense, gripping his ass cheeks as he struggled to keep control. Kevin’s dick was throbbing painfully hard.
“Come for me.”
With that, Kevin let go as his Master started thrusting hard into his ass, pulling his hips upward so he had to get onto the tips of his toes. His ass cheeks bounced with each thrust of his Dom’s cock. He cried out as he came hard, sending his jizz flying across the room. He had hoped to hold out longer, but he just couldn’t. It was way too much. Tension still vibrated through his cock as pain shot through his dick from being hard for so long.
He moaned as he felt Wyatt continue to hit against his prostate. His free hand reached around, removing the rope tied to Kevin’s cock. He slid his right hand up and down Kevin’s shaft, tightening and twisting his hold. It felt so good to have his Master manhandle him, and before he could stop it from happening, a second orgasm tripped over the first.
What little spunk remained shot from his cockhead, arcing across the floor. He was breathing hard as Wyatt’s arms came around him, and he continued to fuck Kevin roughly in the ass. It felt so good. He felt so safe. He loved the feel of this man taking control of his body.
After Kevin finished coming, Wyatt’s hands moved down off of his cock and smoothed up over his abdomen. Those rough hands raced across his pierced nipples, pinching them several times before he moved his hands down over Kevin’s ass cheeks. Ever so slowly, he felt his Dom pull his cock from his ass. He was certain that Wyatt hadn’t come yet. He could hear him move around the room.