by Brina Brady
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Emilio
After they unpacked, they made their way across the street, holding hands, and sat on the sand. Emilio didn’t know what to make of Kaden holding his hand in public. He had shown affection with the group, but never in public with just the two of them.
“So, did you call Rafe?” Kaden asked as he put his long hair into a ponytail. The ocean breeze blew strong enough to force his hair into his face. In the bright sun, it looked even lighter than usual.
Emilio nodded. “He wants us to come back.”
“Not happening.” Kaden took Emilio’s hand again.
“Never?” Emilio wanted to see Kaden’s blue eyes, but he was wearing his sunglasses.
“I don’t want to talk about him.”
“He wants you to call him since you haven’t answered any of his messages.”
“Rafe’s not in charge of me. He has Alek for that now.”
“Sometimes I think you act like you’d rather be with him.” Emilio kicked the sand.
“Not true. Our relationship is complicated, but it’s not anything like you and me. Even when we were together, it wasn’t that great.”
“You mean the sex?”
“I told you why we didn’t work out, and in the beginning, I thought that was our problem. After a while, it dawned on me that we had other issues much deeper than sex. Rafe is a control freak, and I wanted a coequal relationship with him. I had to fight every day with him. It all sounds stupid now, but when you fight over everything, down to, if you squeeze the toothpaste at the bottom or from the middle, something isn’t right.”
“Why didn’t you buy your own toothpaste?”
“That was just one thing, but we argued over many little things. Sex couldn’t fix it since we fought over who was going to top. That’s why I don’t date tops, only bottoms.”
“Like me?”
“You don’t fight me on every damn thing. And when we do fight, it’s mostly because I fucked up, not you.”
“I’m not a fighter, but if I think I’m being mistreated, I’ll leave.”
“If I ever hurt you in any way, talk to me. Don’t leave without letting me know what I did.”
“You didn’t tell Rafe why you left the group. Well, that’s what he said.”
“He knows why. I’m sorry problems with Rafe are affecting you. I wish you weren’t related to him. The Escobars are fucked up.”
“I’m an Escobar. Do you think I’m fucked up?” Emilio’s eyes watered.
Kaden reached out and hugged him close. “No, my love. When you smile, your sexy eyes light up the room and my heart. You’re perfect for me.”
Kaden’s voice cut through his heart. Emilio ran his hand down his back.
“I read Dante’s BDSM book.” Emilio hoped Kaden hadn’t forgotten their talk
“You did?”
“James gave it to me when Dante was gone.”
“Did you ask James about BDSM?” Kaden asked, his voice thick with jealousy.
“Not really, but Dante talked to James about my interest so he figured it would keep me busy while you were gone.”
“Are you ready to talk about it?” Kaden asked.
“Yes.”
“I have a list in my suitcase for you to check off things you want to try when we play and have sex.”
“Basically, I’m the bottom guy and you’re the top which means you control things, right?”
“It may look like that but nothing happens without your agreement. If you use a safeword, everything stops.”
“You’re trying to make it sound like I’m in control.”
“You are. Do you remember when I told you that I didn’t want to force you to have sex on demand?”
Emilio nodded. “But I wanted you to demand it from me.”
“Then we can agree on that and see how it goes. But you must use your safeword if you need to.”
“That takes the fun out of it,” Emilio said.
“No, it’s a safety measure, that’s all.”
Kaden leaned in closer until his breath touched Emilio’s mouth. Kaden’s lips grazed slightly against Emilio’s. Kaden ran his tongue along Emilio’s salty bottom lip, sucking lightly, and again his lips rubbed over Emilio’s. The kiss continued soft and teasing until Kaden couldn’t take it any longer. He slipped his tongue into Emilio’s mouth, exploring and tasting him. Emilio couldn’t believe Kaden kissed him on the public beach. It was so unlike him, especially after he had told Emilio he preferred not being affectionate in public, but he had no problem in Huntington Beach.
“I thought you didn’t do kissing in public,” Emilio said.
“I couldn’t resist. I won’t do it again.” Kaden straightened.
“Why not? I’m not complaining.”
“For the original reason I told you. Nothing has changed. I’m in charge of your protection, and kissing you in public puts you at risk. Both of us. Not that I can’t handle it. I just don’t want to tempt fate.”
“Are you ever going to tell me how your face really got bruised?”
“Valerik and I beat the shit out of Mr. Brooks, and we reported Marco’s Mules to the police.”
“You did what?” Emilio felt sick to his stomach when he heard the names from his past.
“I wanted to send a message to them. Marco was sending threatening texts to you.”
“How come you didn’t tell me about the messages?”
“Part of protecting you is to keep you free of worry and threats. I took care of it.”
“Can I go to San Diego now?”
“Isn’t that where Rafe’s father still lives?” Kaden side-eyed him.
“Yes, he does.”
“Then no. I met Rafe’s father once when we came home from the Marines. We stayed at his home for a week. The man is a mobster.”
“Did he know you were with Rafe?”
“No. Let’s go back to the condo.” Kaden seemed upset from talking about Rafe’s father.
Once they returned to the condo, Kaden began dinner while Emilio sat and watched.
“Make yourself useful. Chop up the vegetables for our salad.”
Emilio knew Kaden was really particular about the vegetable chopping process; each vegetable had to be the exact same size. He stood over him as he was working and made Emilio slightly nervous. He’d rarely worked in a kitchen. When he’d lived away from his parents, he and his roommate Billy Joe had only eaten takeout food.
“You’re doing great.” Kaden kissed Emilio on the cheek.
“I like it here, but I miss everyone in the group,” Emilio said.
“It’s not forever.”
“I hope so.”
“So, do you really want a rule that states, be prepared to have sex on Kaden’s command?”
Emilio stopped chopping and looked directly at Kaden. “I do.”
“Hey, I didn’t ask you to be my husband.” Kaden laughed.
Emilio didn’t like Kaden’s stupid joke— it was far from being funny. Oh, he was a romantic and wanted to marry Kaden and have a happy ending, but his stupid joke poked a hole in his fairy-tale dreams. He knew he was being stupid. He forced a smile.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Kaden winked at him.
Emilio wondered if they would ever talk properly about BDSM. It probably wouldn’t be right for him to talk about it, but if he initiated it by chance, all Kaden could do was say not now. Maybe after dinner he might get the nerve to ask him if they could discuss it in detail.
When dinner was done, they sat at the patio table overlooking the ocean. It was beautiful here, and he wondered why he hadn’t been here before. They were talking about gay romance and different couples in the books they had read together. It was something they did every night with each taking turns reading to the other.
“So, I have the BDSM list. Wait here while I get it,” Kaden said.
Emilio was excited to see what was on the list. In the BDSM book, it said to be honest because if you th
ought of pleasing your Dom by checking everything, you would pay a price later, and maybe the relationship would end. In every chapter, honesty and trust came up in dealing within a BDSM relationship. So he planned to tell the truth.
Kaden returned with paper and a pencil and handed them to him.
“Check off all the items you think you can do for me. And if you check them all, I’m going to take a belt to that sweet ass of yours. Be honest.”
Kaden had changed his casual mode to a Dom mode. His voice was firmer as his expression turned serious. That was his stunning, sexy Kaden, who would someday be his Dom if things worked out for them.
“Are you considering having me as your sub?” Emilio tried to read Kaden’s expression, but it revealed nothing. Blank stern face. Had he overstepped by asking so soon? He’d put his foot in his mouth and couldn’t think of anything to say to correct it.
“Not yet. I’d love to experiment with different scenes to see how we work together. You’ll have to pass some of my tests to prove you’re worthy of being my sub.”
“Tests? What kind of tests?”
“Work on the list,” Kaden ordered.
Emilio carefully read each detail, then picked up his pencil to check off the items. For each implement or act, he needed to provide two answers. Regarding his past experience, he was to write yes or no next to each item indicating whether he had done that activity or used that piece of equipment. When it came to his willingness, he had to indicate how he felt about doing the activity or using an implement by checking yes or no.
“What kind of water sports do they mean?” Emilio asked.
“Don’t check it. It’s pissing on someone. And that’s not going to happen with us.” Kaden’s voice sent chills right down to his balls.
“Can you reach subspace from it?” Emilio asked.
“I don’t know.” Kaden raised his eyebrows. “Are you really interested in that?”
“No, I’m sorry to disappoint you.” Emilio knew what it was, but he’d just wanted to lighten the mood, plus he’d wondered if Kaden was into that.
“Don’t be. You can fly other ways.” Kaden pointed to the list again.
Emilio marked the many items with yes, but not all them. He wondered if it was a standard list that Kaden had used with others. Did he expect him to do most of these things? Emilio couldn’t envision himself ever agreeing to do any of the acts on his no list. The only implements he refused to mark yes were whips of any kind. The rest he could deal with and had for the most part.
At the bottom of the list, he wrote, “I’m willing to try things you want to do that weren’t listed, especially if you think I can reach subspace and please you in the process. My safeword is red.” As soon as he finished, he handed the list over to Kaden. Waiting patiently, Emilio watched for any signs of approval or disapproval.
“Do you have any questions?” Kaden asked, showing no signs one way or another if he was pleased with him.
“Did I mark everything okay?” Emilio asked without thinking.
“I’m very happy with your choices, but I was surprised at some of the things you’ve checked off that you would like to do and have done.”
“So it’s okay I tried some of these things?”
“Of course it is. Now I want to talk about what I expect while we’re experimenting. We will mostly confine our practicing in sex scenes, but I might ask you to do things when we’re not in a scene. For instance, call me Sir at all times.”
“Yes, Sir,” Emilio said with a smile.
“I don’t have too much with me, but I can pick up some things for us.”
“I bet you have that paddle?”
“Yes. I can also be creative with other things.”
“Are you ever going to mark me again?” Emilio asked. He wanted to close the deal with Kaden. He wanted to be his without worry before he changed his mind and returned him to Rafe. Even now with Kaden always at his side, he still feared being abandoned.
“When you need it, but so far your actions show you know where you belong, even though it wasn’t easy for you to leave Rafe and the group.”
“I belong with you, and Rafe wants me to be happy. He’s not angry with me, but he’d like us both to go back to the group.” Emilio noticed a shift in Kaden when he mentioned Rafe and he should have known not to bring his name up. Kaden turned distant every single time Emilio tried to talk about his father.
“Strip your clothes off.”
Emilio couldn’t remove his clothes fast enough with hopes of sex coming soon.
“Sit on the couch.”
Emilio followed Kaden’s order, making sure he sat perfectly straight. Kaden turned on the TV to a gay BDSM video.
“Watch this video for thirty minutes. Don’t touch yourself.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Take notes.” Kaden handed him a notebook and pen. “Write your feelings in the notebook.”
Emilio’s cock stood up the entire time during the video. Watching without being allowed to touch his cock seemed more like a punishment than an education, but this was what Kaden wanted, so he wouldn’t question it. The video gave him a twinkle of hope that maybe soon they would try out some real BDSM sex. He pulled the notebook open and wrote down his feelings. He liked the scene where the Dom spanked the sub over the knee, but he also was curious about the St. Andrew’s cross in the background.
Thoughts of being bound to the cross while the Dom swung a crop excited Emilio in ways he hadn’t expected. He imagined Kaden binding him to the bed and using a crop. He also liked the scene where the man held both of their cocks and rubbed them off together. He’d definitely like to do that with Kaden. When Kaden entered the room, Emilio stood with his notebook in his hand. Kaden clicked the remote, turning off the TV.
“Did you take any notes?”
“Yes, Sir.” Emilio handed the notebook to Kaden.
Emilio needed some sex soon, and his cock showed no signs of changing its stand.
“Why do you think I wanted you to watch this?”
“To see different scenes in BDSM.”
“No. I remembered you told me that you learned a lot with gay porn videos, so I knew you’d like it, but I wanted to see if you were trainable.”
“Trainable for what?” Emilio wondered if he were too stupid to learn from Kaden, but so far he’d learned how to shoot and ride a motorcycle and dirt bike. Kaden had taught him how to relax when he was reading to him. He taught him new vocabulary. So hopefully learning how to be a good sub would come easy to him.
“To prepare for edging,” Kaden said, flashing his I’m-going-to-make-you-suffer-in-a-good-way smile.
“Are you going to make me suffer?”
“Delayed gratification can make the end sweeter. I can bring you to nearly coming and then abruptly stop the stimulation, then do it again.”
“But eventually you’ll let me come, right?”
“Maybe.” Kaden smiled.
“Please.”
“Well you might not be able to if you wear a cock cage.”
“Yikes. Does that make you pleased to see me like that?”
“Oh, yeah,” Kaden said nodding.
“I didn’t really know that about you.” Emilio laughed.
“Go to the bedroom and stand by the foot of the bed.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Kaden
Kaden pulled out a tie out of his drawer and wrapped it around Emilio’s eyes. He grabbed him by the arms, then led him to the bed and laid him on his back. Kaden pinched both his tender nipples, not too hard, but enough to cause Emilio to wince. He licked and sucked hard on one. Emilio moaned in enjoyment. Kaden pulled on his nipple rings and added a clamp on one side.
“What’s your safeword?” Kaden asked.
“Red, Sir.”
“Remember to use it if you need it. There’s no shame in using it.”
“Yes, Sir. I like not knowing what you’re doing.”
“Good.”
Kaden worked
on the other side, coaxing it to hardness. He carefully attached the other metal clamp. A tiny chain connected the nipple clamps. Kaden delighted in pulling on it from time to time. Emilio moaned as Kaden kneaded his chest and stomach muscles, savoring the power he had. His cock jutted up and away from his body as Kaden toyed with different areas of his defenseless body. He would flick his finger at the bound nipples, entertaining himself as Emilio sucked in his breath with every movement. He hoped Emilio would communicate if he didn’t like something or if it hurt him too much. Knowing Emilio and how hard he wanted to please, he might hesitate. He’d have to wait and see and pay attention to his feedback sounds.
After flipping Emilio over, Kaden rolled his buttocks in his large hands like he was kneading dough. For at least five minutes, Kaden worked over his ass, alternating between pinching, spanking, and massaging his cheeks.
Kaden placed his hand on the small of Emilio’s back. “Stay still. I love you and want nothing more than to help you remember who the boss is around here.”
Emilio didn’t budge. Pearly precum bubbled up from the slit and dribbled down the length, cooling him. Kaden grabbed a wooden spoon he’d found in the kitchen earlier. He wished he had more spanking implements and bondage items. He was quite excited that Emilio showed interest in BDSM, but he wanted to be sure that Emilio really wanted this or that he just wanted to follow Dante. Hopefully, Rafe would never find out about it . Rafe probably wouldn’t care since he was a Dom himself, but he might not approve of Emilio becoming a sub. And if Rafe didn’t approve, well, then Kaden would remind him that what was good for him was also good for Emilio.
“Ass out,” Kaden ordered.
Emilio salvaged enough awareness to jut his ass out. As Kaden issued a series of stinging blows from the wooden spoon, Emilio lowered his head, allowing tears to slip from his eyes. After a few minutes, the tension eased, and Emilio’s cock stiffened further against his stomach. He didn’t use his safeword, so hopefully he was okay. Kaden threw the wooden spoon to the floor.
“I’m going to fuck you and make you mine again.” Kaden handcuffed Emilio to the bedpost.