“I always do. I like to do things that my subs need or want. Preferably both. When I tell them, they have a chance to tell me if the scene scares them or just doesn’t turn them on.” CK’s eyes were as calm as always, and Andy felt a bit easier meeting them.
“It’s going to be really simple today. No whips, no floggers, no paddles. Are you claustrophobic?”
“No.” At least there was one area where Andy wasn’t fucked up.
“Good. I’m going to put you in a harness, and then I’m going to use this on you.” CK opened a drawer in the cabinet, picking up a dildo. He brought it back to Andy, who saw that it had a pump attached. “It’s an inflatable dildo -- have you played with one of these before?”
Andy shook his head.
“You can use them like a regular dildo, and then you can inflate them -- like this.” CK pressed the pump, and the dildo grew between his hands. “I like them because I can give you all sorts of different feelings with it -- from a light pressure to real pain.”
Andy eyed the dildo. He didn’t like the idea of having very thick toys going into him, but this one wasn’t that thick at the bottom. And CK wouldn’t open him more than what was safe.
CK kept pumping, and the dildo was thickening a lot. Andy’s breathing got a little quicker at the thought of that happening inside of him. Being filled that way...
“Are you okay with that?”
Andy looked up from the dildo, surprised at the question. It must have showed on his face; CK put the toy down and stepped up close, caressing Andy’s cheek. There was a kind expression on the Dom’s face.
“Remember, this is going to be good, all right? I’m not going to do anything that stresses you out.”
Andy accepted the caress and the words. It was the only way for him to do this.
“So, harness, tie you up, dildo. I might fuck you if you’re up to it?”
Andy felt his cheeks reddening. “Yes.” It had been very, very good last time, and he was ready for it.
“Good. I won’t ask you for your boundaries; at the moment, they’re far beyond where I think they should be. I’ll just promise not to do anything but what we’ve already agreed on. And you have your safewords. Okay?”
Andy felt something letting go inside of him. This he could do. He nodded.
“That was the negotiation; now the scene starts. Now I take charge. You don’t have to do anything anymore. Just feel what I do to you. Embrace it.”
Andy closed his eyes for a brief moment; then he opened them again and nodded. It was so easy. He felt himself starting to sink into it, a feeling he hadn’t had since his very first experiences with the leather scene.
“What’s your slow word?” CK’s voice was calm, confident.
“My slow word is yellow.” It felt weird not to add the habitual honorific. More intimate. Andy let himself sink into that, too.
“Good. What’s your stop word?” CK was still standing in front of him, eyes never leaving his.
“My stop word is red.”
“What happens if you use them?”
“Yellow slows things down, red stops everything.”
CK nodded. “And when should you use them?”
“When I need them.” Andy remembered what CK had taught him to answer. He still didn’t know if he would be able to use the words, but it felt reassuring that CK took the ritual this seriously.
“Yes. Now you’re mine.”
Whether it was the words or CK’s hands on him that made a shiver go through Andy, he didn’t know. Neither did he care.
CK slid strong hands under Andy’s shirt and caressed his sides, his belly, and his chest before grabbing both the sweater and the t-shirt under it and pulling them over Andy’s head. When CK had put them down on one of the cupboards, the Dom removed his own shirt, keeping on the worn jeans, and leaned in to kiss Andy. Andy closed his eyes and sighed when the soft lips moved from his lips down to his jaw, little kisses so light.
Andy felt CK slowly nibbling his neck, and he twitched when he got a little nip just under his hairline. Then CK moved around until the Dom was standing behind him, reaching around Andy to open his pants.
Andy tried to push into CK’s hands, but CK avoided touching Andy’s hardening cock. He gave Andy another little nip. “Patience. I want you to last a long time.”
CK pushed down Andy’s pants together with his boxers and moved around him again. Andy made as if to take them off, but CK stopped him.
“Let me.” There was a glint in CK’s eyes as the man kneeled in front of Andy, helping him out of first one, then the other trouser leg. It felt very strange having a Dom kneeling in front of him, and it must have showed on Andy’s face.
“One of the weird moments?” Andy could have sworn there was just a bit of a tease in CK’s voice.
“I usually... Oh. I usually undress myself.” CK brushed Andy’s hard dick when he removed the pants, causing Andy to stutter. CK seemed totally oblivious to the hard cock right in front of his face. He took off Andy’s socks, making Andy feel a bit like a little boy again.
CK leaned back, looking up at Andy. “God, you look good.”
Andy felt his cheeks heating up. Suddenly, it felt very lonely to be the only one standing, and he turned his head away, not knowing what to do.
“Don’t worry, you’re doing fine.”
CK had gotten up so fast Andy hadn’t even seen the movement, those strong arms around him. CK’s body felt solid against his, and Andy allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of being held by someone bigger and maybe even stronger than himself.
“Let’s begin.” CK let go and opened a door in the cupboard, pulling out a jumble of leather straps. It seemed a lot more intricate than the simple harnesses Andy had seen the guys wearing at the club.
“It’s very solid, and it’ll hold you tight, no matter how I tie you up. I could hang you upside down and it would still be comfortable for you. I won’t today, though. It’s complicated, so it’ll take a while to put on. Relax and enjoy it.”
Andy adjusted his stance and obeyed. CK began by placing the top of the harness around his shoulders, pushing the straps into place and tightening the buckles. The leather gave a loud crack when CK pulled the straps closed, and Andy’s breath hitched as the sound reverberated in the silent room. CK adjusted the buckles one by one, the sound of the leather snapping tight against his body going straight to Andy’s cock. Then CK took a firm grip on the harness and carefully shook it.
Andy let his body follow the movements, only at the last moment transforming his moan into a sigh. He bit his jaws together hard to keep the sound in.
“You like that, don’t you?”
Andy felt his cheeks redden from the embarrassment, and then he colored even more because he had blushed like a stupid teenager. He looked down.
“Hey, it’s a good thing.” CK pulled Andy’s chin up; his eyes were smiling, even though the rest of his face was serious. “It’s what I’m after, so it makes me happy when I find something you like. Don’t keep that hidden from me, okay?”
Andy stared at CK. This man did everything the opposite way of what Andy had been used to, like exploring Andy’s hot spots instead of his weaknesses. Andy couldn’t wrap his head around how different it felt not to fight himself all the time, not to be struggling to accommodate some random master. He then remembered that CK had actually asked him a question.
“I’ll try to... to let you know.”
CK had grabbed his harness in the back, too, so Andy was now held between CK’s hands. CK gently moved him again, and Andy let his body yield, sighing at the feeling.
“Good. You’re so hot like this.”
CK’s words would normally have made Andy uncomfortable, but there was nothing but admiration and lust in the Dom’s eyes as he let them wander over Andy’s body. It still made Andy want to squirm,
but it was very flattering at the same time.
CK picked up the next piece of harness and started fastening it to the chest harness Andy was already wearing.
“These straps are padded,” he explained as he put the harness between Andy’s legs, adjusting Andy’s by now very hard cock on his way. Andy gasped a little at the touch. The sound turned into a moan when CK closed the buckles, the straps holding Andy so tight. So good.
CK kept on going, adding straps to Andy’s thighs, shins, and ankles. The Dom wasn’t gentle, and Andy reveled in the feeling of the straps closing firmly around him. Then CK stood up and put the last straps around Andy’s upper arms and wrists.
CK took a firm grip on Andy’s arms and leaned in, kissing him. Andy closed his eyes and let CK’s tongue into his mouth, letting go and losing himself in his desire.
He wasn’t quite present when CK pulled back, the world a little foggy around him. He could hear his own breathing, loud and fast. CK’s eyes were shining. “Now you’re ready to be tied up. To be held still for what I intend to do to you.”
Andy shivered, the anticipation and excitement making his breath catch in his throat.
CK’s tight grip on his harness as the Dom walked him to the iron frame did nothing to tear him out of his daze -- just the opposite. Andy wasn’t quite aware of being tied up, but he felt the restriction when CK pushed him. He didn’t move much, and he experimentally pulled at his wrists. The straps didn’t give an inch, and he couldn’t move his feet, either, his legs spread out and tied to the frame. He was open and forced to take anything CK would do to him. The thought made him moan, the sound loud in the quiet room.
“Yes.” CK let his hands run over Andy’s chest, playing with Andy’s nipples, his eyes never leaving Andy’s. “Are you ready to be filled?”
Andy nodded, unable to say anything. CK leaned in and kissed him again. Then the Dom let go of his mouth.
“You’re so very ready for me, aren’t you?”
Andy nodded again, CK’s breath on his skin giving him goose bumps.
“I’m going to make it so good, and I might make it difficult for you, too. Do you want that? To be filled so much you’re sure you can’t take it, and then do it anyway for me?”
The hoarse groan was nothing like the quiet sounds Andy normally made, but he didn’t care. “Yes,” he said as he got his voice back. “Please.”
CK moved around him, always keeping one hand on Andy. Then Andy felt CK’s finger at his ass, smearing the lube around his hole. He sighed, trying to push back on it. CK mumbled something encouraging in his ear and pushed the finger in, the feeling of skin against his sensitive inner tissue so good that he shivered.
“So soft. You’re so soft inside.” There was wonder in CK’s voice as he gently pushed his finger deeper, probing and spreading the lube.
“More. Please.” Andy grabbed the straps, trying to get leverage to push back. There wasn’t any give in the leather, and he whimpered in frustration.
“Shh. I’ll give you what you need.” CK pushed in another finger, spreading him wider like he needed. Andy sighed and relaxed, letting CK open him up. Then CK found his sensitive spot.
“CK!” Andy’s body shuddered with the pleasure that shot through him. CK put an arm around him to hold him close, but the Dom didn’t relent, pushing and probing that spot until Andy was sobbing with need.
“One more, then you’re ready.” CK’s voice was hoarse, and Andy only nodded fervently. Then he shouted as he got another finger.
The fullness, the feeling of CK’s fingers going in and out of his ass without ever hurting him -- it was so good that there was nothing in his world except being held and being fucked by those fingers. CK held him tight, encouraging him to go with it, scissoring the fingers inside him until the pressure made him shout out again. So good.
Then those fingers disappeared, and he protested, trying to form words and turning his head after CK.
“Easy. I’m right here.” CK was back, the man’s body a comforting heat against Andy’s back. Then Andy felt something wide at his entrance, and it slid into him, filling him. Everything went quiet, nothing left in his mind but the feeling of being full, being complete. He closed his eyes and surrendered to the fullness, to being bound and held and supported by CK. His Dom pushed the dildo all the way into him, doing something with the harness to keep the dildo seated deep inside of him. Then CK’s arms slid around him, and Andy was held, CK murmuring something to him. It was only sound to him, but he leaned into it, surrendering to the feeling.
Then he felt the dildo growing inside him, and he groaned out loud. The added pressure was sweet, and he got more, and then more again. He hadn’t thought it could get any better, but this was exquisite. There was nothing in his world but the feeling in his ass and CK’s arms around him, CK’s voice in his ear; he was safe and held and filled.
He could hear himself moaning, and it didn’t matter; only the increasing pressure inside him mattered. It went on and on until the feeling bordered on unpleasant. Then the pressure disappeared. He cried out and opened his eyes, feeling empty in spite of the heavy dildo inside him.
“Shh, it’s okay, I’ll give you more.” CK let go of him and walked around the frame until he was standing in front of Andy. Andy missed his Dom’s body when he moved, but then Andy was caught by CK’s eyes.
CK watched him, taking in everything -- heavy breathing, twitching hands, hard and dripping cock -- and CK looked triumphant, such joy on the Dom’s face that Andy tried to reach out for him in spite of the bindings.
CK gently caressed Andy’s cheek. “Are you ready for more?” He held the pump in his other hand.
“Please. Please, CK.” Andy hadn’t even finished talking when he felt the toy widening inside him, and his words turned into a moan. The fullness grew quickly this time, and he closed his eyes, secure in his awareness that CK saw him, saw everything he felt. He was whimpering, a drawn-out sound accompanying every breath, and the sound became part of him, part of his pleasure.
The pressure grew and grew, and Andy opened his eyes, staring into CK’s eyes and panting around the feeling. It was uncomfortable now, but at the same time, he craved more.
“One more, please. CK...” He groaned when CK pushed more air into the toy, making him teeter on the thin line between pleasure and pain. He got another, and he cried out.
“So much! So full.” He gasped, the pressure bigger than he could ever have imagined, and it was all CK’s doing.
“Does it hurt?” CK’s voice was hoarse, the excitement clear on his face.
Andy nodded. The pain was filling him, but he was reluctant to let it go; the feeling of being so full, so owned, was different from anything he had ever experienced before.
“I’ll give you a choice.” Andy had to concentrate to even understand what CK was saying. “I can either let out the air now and fuck you, or I can fill you six more times. It will open you more than you can imagine, and I won’t stop before I’m done if you tell me to go ahead now.”
Andy was panting, the need to be filled so great, even if the thought of the pain increasing six more times was frightening. He wanted this, wanted CK to make him do it. He nodded. “Please. Fill me, CK.”
He got the first pump right away, and he groaned. There wasn’t enough room inside of him, nowhere for the air to go. He panicked a little, looking up at CK.
“I’m right here. Tell me how it feels.” CK’s voice was steady, calm, even if his eyes were shining with excitement.
“It hurts! God, it hurts.” It was as if something broke inside of Andy, and he started talking, the words tumbling out of him.
“You’re hurting me, you’re hurting me so bad. Please, one more? Please, CK... Oh!” He cried out when the toy widened inside him, the pain sharp now. He whimpered. “It’s so big, it’s so painful, there’s no way I can do this. Please...” He di
dn’t even know what he was saying.
“You don’t have to do anything. Just take what I give you.”
He shouted as more pain was pressed into him, and then, much too quickly afterward, more again.
“No! No, no, no, please, sir, please, no more, no...” He couldn’t stop babbling, the begging the only thing left possible by the pain.
“Only two more. You only have to take two more.” CK stepped in close, a comforting hand around his neck while the Dom held him firmly against that solid body. He roared as he was filled again, and CK held on to him, held him and let him scream his pain out. He finally got the last pump, and as CK held him in the middle of the pain, he thought that it was finally too much, that this was more than he could take.
Then CK let the air out, and he was blissfully free of pain.
“Thank you, CK, please, please, CK...” He had no idea what he was asking for. Then CK was behind him again, doing something to his harness. The dildo slid out of him, only to be replaced by CK’s heavy cock. Andy gave a hoarse groan when he felt it go into him, and the sound was mirrored by CK’s gasp.
CK didn’t hold back, and Andy reveled in the feeling of the hard cock moving in and out of him. CK put strong arms around Andy and forced himself deeper, and Andy let the thrusts push the sounds out of him, too, crying out continuously with the pleasure.
Then CK’s hand was around Andy’s dick, and he shouted, almost surprised, as he realized how close he was. He felt CK’s hips stuttering as the man came, and the pleasure overwhelmed Andy as he came and came himself until he was hanging limply in the straps, only held together by CK’s arms and CK’s voice and CK’s pleasure.
CK held him tightly for a long time, speaking quietly to him, words that were nothing but sound to Andy. The sound of being cared for. Then CK finally let go, sliding out of Andy’s body. Andy whimpered with the loss, but CK was quickly back, this time embracing him from the front. Andy leaned into his Dom, closing his eyes and taking in the scent of clean sweat and sated man that was CK. He was fully undone; there was nothing left of him, and it was glorious.
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