When the food arrived, he slowly sat up, feeling marginally better. He didn’t think he could eat, though, until he caught the smells of lemongrass and ginger.
“Thai?”
“Yes. Here.” Andy handed him a carton and a fork and sat down next to him. It tasted so good that he managed to eat something in spite of his nausea. Then the food really did help, and he dug in. He could see Andy smiling at him out of the corner of his eye.
“You were hungry.” Andy put an arm around him.
CK knew that he should admonish Andy to eat some more, but the arm around him felt too good to complain. He sighed and leaned back, letting himself be held.
He didn’t know how long he had been sitting like that when Andy woke him up by running a hand through his hair.
“I... Oh. Sorry. I fell asleep.” CK blinked, trying to wake up.
“You did. Let’s get you to bed.”
CK wanted to protest; it was really early, and he hadn’t had a chance to talk to Andy at all. Andy just pulled him up, though, and he was tired enough to follow Andy into the bedroom without any complaints. He stood still while Andy undressed him, and then he collapsed on the bed without even brushing his teeth. He heard Andy chuckling, and then the sheet was pulled up around him.
“I’ll be there in a minute, okay?”
CK nodded without opening his eyes.
He was asleep before Andy made it back to the bedroom, but he woke up once during the night, pulling Andy closer to him. Andy didn’t wake up, but shuffled closer and put an arm around him. It felt good, and CK made a mental note to himself to revise that stupid once a week rule that he had put up.
***
CK woke slowly, arms splayed out, feeling very, very good. There were little licks and kisses wandering down his chest to his stomach and one hip, and he lazily pushed up to get more. He opened his eyes wide when he felt something soft and warm engulfing his cock, and he looked down to see Andy kneeling over him, taking in his dick all the way.
“God, you look good.”
Andy glanced at him in surprise, and CK reached down and caressed Andy’s head.
“Oh, Jesus!”
Andy swallowed around him, making him push up, desperate to get more. Andy just grabbed his hips, pulling him closer.
CK let go and gave him everything, fucking his mouth and crying out.
It was so good, and he couldn’t hold back anymore. He came in Andy’s mouth, the come pumping out of him again and again until he was completely spent. He lay back down, groaning as Andy cleaned him up. Then he had an armful of very happy lover, and he gave Andy a messy kiss, tasting himself there.
Reaching down, he realized that Andy hadn’t come yet. He took a firm grip of the man’s hard cock, the precome making it slick.
Andy moaned, trying to muffle the sound by hiding his head in CK’s chest. He was so excited that he came quickly, giving a quiet whimper as he shook with his orgasm. CK held him tightly until he came down, enjoying the close contact.
“Good morning.”
Andy lifted his head, a contented grin on his face. “Very good.”
CK kissed him, a lingering kiss that didn’t seem to end. “What time is it?”
“I have to get up soon.” Andy sounded reluctant.
“Me, too. That system won’t fix itself, I’m afraid.” He gave Andy one last kiss. “Thank you for taking care of me. I was so beat yesterday.”
“You’re welcome. It was nice to pay you back a little for all the things you’ve done for me.” Andy got out of bed before CK could answer him.
CK wanted to go after Andy, but a look at the clock told him that that wasn’t an option. He sighed. They had another date Saturday; he would just have to take care of that misconception then.
They had time for a quick breakfast, Andy insisting that CK got something to eat. CK didn’t complain. He did kiss Andy thoroughly, though, before they went out the door.
“As bad nights go, this one ended pretty well. Thanks, baby.”
Andy reddened just a little, but he still smiled, the happiness showing in his eyes. “Any time.”
“I just might take you up on that.” CK smiled and went to his car.
8
CK was pacing, walking from the table to the chains on the wall and back again, the playroom in the club suddenly seeming small. He felt the adrenaline surging through his body as usual before a scene. It was a heady feeling, and he relished it as he always did.
However, this would be different, and he wasn’t quite sure how Andy would react to his plans. He had actually had to stop himself from calling the whole thing off this morning, and he was still admonishing himself, telling himself again and again why he did this: because it was going to be good for Andy.
And hot. CK stopped in the middle of a step. Seeing Andy like this was going to be really hot. He had been so absorbed in his plans to heal Andy that he had forgotten how amazingly sexy the man was. Not least when Andy was pushed out of the shell built up during almost a year of abuse, the sensual, sensitive man behind the battered sub revealed little by little. That was what drove CK, not just some philanthropic aspiration. And he had a feeling that this scene was going to reveal a completely new side of Andy.
The door opened, and Andy walked into the room. CK had been worried how he would react to the change of scenery -- they hadn’t had a scene here since Andy’s horrible beating. Andy seemed relaxed, though, the by now habitual smile on the man’s face when he saw CK.
“Hi, CK.”
CK got up, slowly, and walked closer, letting his eyes slide appreciatively over Andy’s body. He never stopped being amazed how good the carpenter looked, and he didn’t do anything at all to hide his admiration.
Andy had stopped dead in his tracks, and CK could see him swallowing. CK didn’t give him time to get any more flustered than he already was but bent down and kissed him until he was breathing hard.
“Hello. Good to see you. Take off your shirt, but keep the rest of your clothes on.”
Andy seemed a little surprised, but he kept on his jeans and boots. He looked good enough to eat like that, and CK had to make a serious effort not to maul him right there and then.
They did the safeword ritual, and CK carefully watched Andy while he gave his safewords. He seemed well balanced and more than a little aroused, judging from the bulge in his pants. It was perfect for what CK had planned.
“This is going to be a very different scene.”
Andy’s eyebrows went up a little. “All your scenes are different.” There was a teasing note to his voice, and it made CK feel warm and good inside. This was a long way from the man who couldn’t even bear being kissed unless he was deep in scene.
“This is more different than usual. I’ve made an appointment with a young guy who’s going to be here in about twenty minutes. His name is Rick, he’s pretty new to the scene, and I want you to be his Dom.”
“You want me to do what?” Andy blinked.
“I want you to be his Dom. Take him through a scene.”
“No fucking way.” The answer came immediately; Andy didn’t even get flustered as he usually did when he tried to refuse something.
“Yes, you will. Your scene is his scene. I want you to top him.”
“No. I can’t do that. No.” Andy pulled away until he had his back against the wall.
“Yes, you can.”
Andy just shook his head, one hand clutched tightly around the edge of the cupboard along the wall. He had the expression of a cornered animal on his face.
“Please, CK. Don’t make me do this. Please, don’t. I can’t. I just can’t.” He kept shaking his head, kept up his litany of refusals until CK stepped in and grabbed his shoulder.
“Easy, Andy. Easy.”
Andy didn’t stop babbling, and CK held his head between
both hands.
“Time out, Andy. Yellow!” Using the man’s own safeword finally startled Andy enough to silence him.
“Listen to me.” He gently stroked Andy’s cheek with his thumb. “I’d never, ever do this if I wasn’t sure you could do it, and do it well. Never.”
“I don’t want to do this.” Andy’s voice was almost a whisper.
“Why not?”
“I’ll just hurt him.” There were tears in Andy’s eyes, and CK kissed him, gently and reassuring, until Andy got calmer and kissed CK back.
“You would never hurt him.”
“But I don’t know how to do it!” There was a note of desperation in Andy’s voice.
“Yes, you do. I don’t want you to do any crazy Japanese bondage games. He’s new; it’s not going to take much to give him a good experience. Think about what you would have liked in one of your first scenes. How should it be?”
It said a lot about Andy’s strength that even now, with something that was so clearly out of his comfort zone, he still made an effort. “It should be easy. Good. Safe.”
“Yes. Exactly.” CK rubbed his shoulders, Andy calmer now. “Give him a scene like that.”
“But he doesn’t want somebody like me.” It sounded like Andy was getting less reluctant, though.
CK chuckled. “Oh, yes, he wants you. He’s seen you at the club; he was close to drooling when I suggested this to him.”
Andy raised an eyebrow. That clearly came as a surprise to him. “Does he know that I’m a sub?”
“No. And I don’t think you should tell him. Listen, Andy: I really, really think that you’ll be good at this. You’ve had a lot of time to think about what makes a scene good lately. You’ll know what you’re doing.”
“You really want me to do this?” Andy looked searchingly into his eyes.
CK never broke eye contact. “Yes. Because I think you can, and because I think it’ll be good. For you and for him. There’s a security camera on the wall; I’ll be on the other end of that. You won’t be alone.”
“You think I can top someone?”
CK smiled. “Yes. And I think you’re already starting to think about what you’d like to do to him.”
Andy’s cheeks got a little flushed, but he didn’t deny it. “I guess so.” Then he seemed to make a decision. “Okay. Okay, I’ll do it.” He sounded nervous. “Any advice on what I should do?”
“Keep it simple. Don’t blow his mind. Easy, good, safe -- that’s a good place to start.”
Andy nodded. “I’ll only use a paddle, though. I don’t have the skills to use a whip.”
“A whip would be too much anyway. I think that’s a good call. And remember, a scene is more than just the paddling.” CK smiled to Andy, and he saw understanding dawning in Andy’s eyes before Andy nodded.
They spent some time picking out a paddle and studying the room, planning the scene. CK let Andy make the decisions, and he did it well, seeming still more confident in his new role.
“One last thing. Two, actually.”
Andy looked patiently at him.
“First: take your time, he’ll be nervous. And second: enjoy it. It’s going to be fucking hot.”
Andy’s eyes went big in surprise when CK swore, and CK smiled and winked. Then he went to answer the door.
***
Andy felt the excitement rushing through him as he heard the knock on the door. His first thought when CK had asked him to do this was that he would be absolutely useless as a Dom. However, there was apparently no doubt in CK’s mind that he could do this. Stubborn man.
Annoyingly often, CK was right, too -- and this might be such a case. The thought of taking someone through one of his first scenes was exhilarating. If this was what CK felt before a scene, then Andy could begin to understand why the Dom did it.
The door opened, and a young guy stood outside.
“Hello, sir. Can I come in?” The boy looked nervous, and Andy immediately remembered how it was to be that new. God, that felt like a long time ago. He also remembered what he had wanted in a Dom, and he stood straight, exuding a confidence that got more real every minute.
“Hello, Rick. This is Andy. He’s going to have a scene with you today.”
The young guy stepped into the room, another man following him with a possessive attitude. Rick said hello to Andy. Then he turned to the man behind him, seeming a bit ill at ease.
“This is my boyfriend, Lance. He’s fine with me being here, but...”
“I’d like to watch.” The man didn’t even bother saying hello, and the request sounded suspiciously close to an order. Andy had to hide his surprise. Behind Lance, CK appeared to be completely taken aback.
Just perfect. A nice little jealousy drama on top of everything else. Andy stood up straight, keeping his voice polite, but firm.
“No. At least not this time. This is for Rick, not for you.” The sub shouldn’t have to divide his attention between his Dom and his boyfriend.
Andy nodded to Rick. “Stay here.”
Then Andy gestured to Lance and walked the man out of the room. Lance looked a little bewildered, but he did follow Andy out into the hallway. There, out of sight of his boyfriend, he seemed to deflate. He looked pleadingly at Andy.
“You’ll take care of him, right? I don’t get this, but I want him to be happy. Don’t hurt him too much.” The swagger had completely disappeared from the man’s face.
Andy nodded, feeling more favorable toward Lance now that he wasn’t being a possessive asshole. “I’ll take care of him. Would you like to wait here? I’ll get you when the scene is over.”
Lance nodded, and Andy left the man sitting in a chair close to the main room. He had a sub to take care of.
“Have fun.” CK passed him in the doorway, smiling at him. Andy smiled back. That was exactly what he intended to do. Then he turned his attention to his sub as he heard the door closing behind him.
“So, Rick, you’re new to this?” Andy walked closer to the sub, who looked nervous, his hand fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
“Yes, sir.”
“What have you done so far?” Andy kept his voice calm, friendly.
“Not much. I... I had a spanking, that’s all.”
God, he looked embarrassed. It was very sweet.
“From your boyfriend?”
“No. He’s not into this at all. I’m sorry for the way he acted. He doesn’t really know what to think about this whole thing.”
“You don’t have to apologize for what he did.” Andy was distracted for a brief moment when he thought how CK was going to react to Andy saying those words. “Have you heard about safewords?”
Rick nodded. “Yes, sir,” he added hastily.
Andy just smiled. “Good. I’ll hear them in a minute. Normally, we would negotiate your boundaries now. But since you’re new, you don’t know what you like and don’t like. So tell me about what you’ve been fantasizing about.”
The poor boy blushed ten shades of red. “You mean...?”
Andy crossed his arms over his chest and waited. It was quite clear what he had been asking.
“I... The spanking was really cool.”
Andy couldn’t remember ever having been that self-conscious, but then he hadn’t had a real scene like this until several months after he started learning about the leather world.
“And?” Andy had to have something to work with.
“I like the idea of kneeling in front of somebody.” Rick spoke so fast that you could hardly make out the words.
“What about being tied up?” The blush would have answered his question even if Rick hadn’t managed to nod.
“Toys?”
Rick shrugged. “I don’t mind them, sir.” He did like using the honorific, though.
“Limits? I understand that y
ou don’t know them yet, but is there anything that scares you or you don’t like the idea of?”
“I... I’d rather not be fucked.” Rick looked down. “That would feel like cheating.”
“Okay. What else?”
“I’m not sure about whips, you know? I think they would be more painful than I’d like right now.”
Andy nodded. There were a lot of other things that should have been on a new sub’s list -- blood, scat, and lasting marks were off limits for a lot of players and way out of Andy’s comfort zone, for example -- but Rick didn’t know that yet, and Andy would keep him safe.
To his own surprise, Andy was getting excited by the thought of that. He would take the boy through this.
“Good. We’ll begin now. What’s your slow word?”
“It’s wide receiver. Sir.”
Andy sighed inwardly. He began to understand why so many people used the classic safewords.
“Good. And your stop word?”
“End zone, sir.”
Well, it was a good choice, and neither of them would use either phrase accidentally.
“Good. Wide receiver and end zone. I expect you to use them, and I want you to tell me when something feels good or when something scares you. We don’t know each other, so I need you to tell me, okay?”
“Yes, sir.” Rick seemed nervous and very excited.
“And I’ll tell you what to do all the way through. You can’t do anything wrong. If I want you to change something, I’ll just tell you.”
“Yes, sir.” There was relief on the sub’s face, and he relaxed a little.
“Now, undress.”
Rick pulled off his shirt, so eager that he dropped it on the floor.
“Slower. I want to watch.”
Rick blushed on every visible part of his body, but he did slow down.
Andy suddenly understood the rush of having someone do exactly what you told them to, just because it pleased you. It felt really, really good, and Andy let the feeling surge through him, his cock already hard.
The young sub undressed, putting his clothes in a heap on the floor near the wall. If Andy had been into discipline, he would have ordered the sub to fold everything up nicely, but this was a first time. Easy, good, safe.
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