by Julia Talbot
“There. Oh, Kane, you’re gorgeous. Look at you.” Jess knelt behind him, lifting his chin and his bound cock with those experienced hands. “Just look.” Kane looked. Really looked. God, he looked amazing. Like a really expensive sex toy. Kane took a deep breath. No, that was flip. He looked like a piece of art Jess had made. “What do you think, Kane? You may speak.”
“You made me beautiful, Master.”
“No one made you that way, Kane. You’re stunning. I’ve just enhanced what you have so you can see it.”
Kane blinked at himself.
“Are you comfortable?”
“Remarkably.”
“Good.” Jess smiled down at him, stroking his cheek and his lips with one thumb. “I want you to suck me now. Will you do that?”
“Yes, Master.” He opened his mouth eagerly, wanting nothing more, The ropes made it easy to relax his body, to let the knots his master had tied support him. It was a little like stepping into a deep pool of water. The pressure on all his nerves helped to calm them. The knots themselves dug ever so slightly into his skin, giving him another layer of sensation.
Jess unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock. He rubbed it again Kane’s lips, a terrible tease, because Kane could just smell all that lovely musk, but couldn’t taste it. Then Jess fed that cock into his waiting mouth, making him hum and lean to get more.
“That’s it, sweet. Take it all. Take it and let me have you.”
Kane couldn’t nod, so he licked and sucked instead, taking Jess deep. He wanted to show his appreciation, his love. Jess understood him as a sub, and as a man. He’d never had that in a relationship before.
Closing his eyes, Kane took Jess in all the way to the root, which was easier said than done. He paused there, breathing deeply through his nose. Kane was aware of his bound cock, but the pressure there made it easy to feel but not become desperate. The bondage became everything, and he savored the heat and bitter salt in his mouth.
When Jess put one hand on the back of his head, guiding him faster, Kane went with it. He bobbed, swaying, working Jess with his tongue. His focus narrowed, and he heard each slight change in Jess’ breathing, each hitch that let him know when he’d done something particularly well.
Soon Jess was fucking his face, letting him feel the pleasure and need, and he moaned, his whole body leaning into the ropes and into Jess. “Now, boy. Make me come.” Kane sucked deep and hard, then swallowed, and sure enough, Jess cried out, the sound musical and wonderful, and shot for him, filling his throat. “Oh, sweet boy. That was perfect. Now you.”
Shocking Kane back to the present, Jess knelt before him, untying his bound cock and stroking it. Kane’s balls drew up shockingly fast, goose bumps rising all over, sweat beading on his skin. Too much. It was -- He shot, his entire self dissolving into static and white noise.
“Shh. I have you. It’s all right, boy.” Jess was holding him when he came back from his outer body experience, keeping him from struggling. “Shh. Let the ropes do the work.”
Kane breathed in, then out, centering himself, and sure enough, the ropes kept him from moving, from flailing. “Thank you, Master.”
“You’re welcome, boy. Would you like to stay in the ropes a while longer?”
“Please.” He bowed his head, finding his balance when Jess released him. When Jess rebound his cock, he sighed with relief. No thinking, no worrying. Just the ropes. “Love you.”
“Oh, Kane, I do believe I love you too. Rest now. I have you.” And that was really all that mattered.
Epilogue
Six months later
“Jess! We haven’t seen you for a while. Come to see the show?” Deacon untangled his hand from Geoff’s hair to shake his hand.
Jess sank into the comfy club chair across from Deacon’s. “We are. Kane will be out in a moment. He had to change.”
“Kane came with you?” Deacon’s eyebrows rose almost to his hairline.
Jess grinned, so tickled he could hardly stand it. Kane had quit at Endless a month ago, about the same time he’d moved in with Jess. He was writing full time now, and was ready to come to Endless as a sub. Jess couldn’t be more proud.
“He did. He’s just changing out of his street clothes.” Like Geoff, who knelt next to Deacon’s chair, Kane wore a harness and a brief pair of shorts under his clothes, but his harness was made of red ropes. That had become their special scene, the shibari. He wore something else that would raise Deacon’s eyebrows, as well.
“Good deal. Did you hear that, boy? Kane will be here too.”
Geoff smiled, leaning his cheek against Deacon’s knee. “That’s good, Master.”
“It is. I know you two like each other. I’d love for our subs to spend some time together, Jess.”
“So would I.” He winked, because it would be so pretty, too.
Maya had brought drinks by the time Kane arrived at the table, moving to kneel gracefully at his side, raising his hands to the back of his neck for Jess to attach the cuffs he found there to the D ring of the sturdy leather collar Kane sported.
A soft gasp escaped Geoff, and Deacon slapped his other leg in delight. “About time.”
“Thank you. I’m very proud.” Jess bent to kiss Kane’s mouth, a possessive little gesture he wanted all to see. Kane opened up for him immediately, and there was a smattering of applause, which made them both chuckle. Jess pulled back, stroking Kane’s hair for a moment. “Ready for the show, boy?”
“I think we just gave it to them, Master.”
“Cheeky.” He winked. “I mean the illustration of how to use the cat.”
“I am, Master.”
“Good.” He sat back, smiling at Deacon.
“Looks like you’re not bored anymore, hmm?”
“Not even close, my friend. Life is amazing.” Kane bent to kiss his knee, and he laughed for sheer joy. He was alive, engaged, and he had a whole new appreciation for Club Endless. It had brought him the love of his life, after all.
Julia Talbot
Julia Talbot lives in the great Southwest, where she’s embraced hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys, and everything from meat and potatoes to the best Tex-Mex. A full time author, Julia believes everyone deserves a happy ending, so she writes about love without limits, where boys love boys, girls love girls, and boys and girls get together to get wild, especially when her crazy paranormal characters are involved.
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