by Heidi Austin
“Would you … would you want to do that?”
“With you?” I grinned. “Maybe. Why, is that something you want to do?”
“Is that a trick question?”
“No.” I looked at him and he was staring at me in disbelief.
“You literally have no idea how hot you are, do you?”
I laughed feeling an infuriating blush cover my cheeks. “Shut up, Cal.”
He shoved me in the arm and I grabbed his wrist with my hand covered in soap suds and pulled him in for a kiss.
“So, you want to try something new with me, to cement our little relationship?” I asked, the idea popping into my head unbidden. I wasn’t exactly sure how Cal would take it with him being relatively new to all this, but now I’d thought of it I couldn’t get it out of my mind.
He seemed intrigued. “You don’t have some kind of creepy dungeon hidden away up here, do you?”
“Now there’s an idea.” I said, and then kissed him again. “No dungeon, but you might not have tried this before. Not with a guy, anyway.”
He still looked interested instead of worried. “What did you have in mind?”
I dried my hands, coming to stand in front of him lining up our groins as I leaned into him. He puffed out a breath as I leaned against him heavily and felt his cock start to thicken underneath me.
“I want to watch a film with you.”
He laughed at the anticlimax. “We already did that.”
“We did, but I’d like to do it with a little something extra.”
I gave him a quick kiss and walked away into my bedroom to the chest of drawers. I had intended to use it on myself but now the idea of Cal having the first go was much more appealing.
He ascended the stairs to my bedroom and looked at me, leaning up against one of the walls and cocking his head to one side.
“I thought we were watching a film.”
“We are, I’ll even let you pick which one, but first I need you to come over here.”
He pushed off the wall with his shoulder and walked to stand in front of me, looking at the little bag in my hand.
“What are you playing at?”
“Not a lot right now, why don’t you bend over the bed for me.”
I saw his pupils dilate at that, and he must have seen my erection when he walked over to me.
“Right now?”
“Right now. I’ll tell you what I’m doing before I do it.” I gently placed a hand on his shoulder and guided him down until he had his hands braced on the bed and his beautiful arse turned to face me. I opened the bag and took out the box inside. I bent over him and undid the button of his jeans and pulled down the fly. He was breathing more heavily now and I knew he could feel my hard-on through his jeans.
I pulled them down to his knees and then pulled down his briefs. He huffed out a breath, and I caressed his arse for a while before I opened the box.
“I bought this recently, following a bit of a dry spell.” I said conversationally as I pulled the lube from the drawer and coated my fingers with it. “I hadn’t intended it to be a present for you, but now I’ve changed my mind, seeing as it was your birthday, and all.” I stroked one finger down his crease and he shuddered. He was being very quiet again and having fantasised and wanked off too many times to count about the session in the car, I took a chance, reading his movements carefully as I shoved one finger deep inside him without warning. I saw his fists clench the sheets and he groaned. He really did like it a little rough.
“Alright?”
“Yeah.”
“As I was saying.” I massaged his prostate for a second and he jolted as I slowly started adding another finger. “I bought it recently, and I want to see if it’s something you approve of.” I had the dildo in my other hand and I took the opportunity while he was shaking before me and moaning a low hum in the back of his throat to coat it with lube. I was so turned on it hurt, and I was desperate to take him right then, but I knew a bit of delayed gratification wouldn’t be a bad thing.
“Do you want to see what I’m going to do?”
He shook his head. The dildo wasn’t too thick and it was short, so I knew it wouldn’t be too uncomfortable for him. I positioned it at his entrance and he sucked in a breath.
“Breathe” I said quietly. “You want me to shove it inside you, or push it in slow.”
He shuddered again. “Do it h-hard.”
“You sure you don’t want to see it first?”
A pause. Another shudder. “No.”
So I shoved it in. He vaulted forward a little as the cold metal breached him and I pushed it as far in as it would go as roughly as I could. I saw a spurt of pre-cum hit the bedsheets and smiled to myself at how much fun this evening was going to be.
“Okay?”
He nodded. I pulled a clean towel from the back of a chair and wiped my hands clean then placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled him up to standing so he was resting against my chest.
“Fuck. What is that?”
“It’s a present.” I said stroking over his chest. “Can you feel it inside you?”
He grunted and nodded.
“Does it feel good?”
“It just feels full.”
“You okay? I can take it out and we can just have nice normal sex if you prefer.”
“Hell no.”
I laughed. “Why don’t you go and pick a film and I’ll be there in a second.” He turned to look at me, flushed and beautiful and a little confused.
“I’m gonna watch the film with this thing inside me?”
“Definitely.” He shuddered again and after pulling his jeans and underwear back on he walked, slightly gingerly, back into the living room. I watched him go, my blood humming in my veins as I imagined his reaction to the next stage. I picked up the box and removed the little remote from inside it and put it in my pocket.
I decided that popcorn would be a good idea so I made it while Cal sat on the sofa and eventually managed to get himself into a relaxed position, despite the plug in his arse.
I watched each move he made with a strange sense of arousal and affection. He never looked awkward, always moving with a grace I had never possessed, but now every movement was particularly careful.
“Here.” I handed him a bowl of popcorn and he seemed a little disappointed when I took the chair opposite the one he was sitting on, but he would soon understand why I had.
The film started and I was pleased to see he’d chosen one of my favourite science fiction movies from my collection. I waited until he had relaxed into the film and his commentary had reduced to the odd word every now and then before I reached into my pocket and switched on the plug.
I would have laughed in any other circumstance as his leg jolted sideways and he almost spelled his popcorn all over the floor.
“What the fuck?”
I was still watching the TV. “Hmm?” I asked innocently as I increased the volume.
Cal sat up, then stood up, then sat down again, very carefully. “It’s vibrating.”
I was still pretending to watch the film. “Is it?”
“Jay,” he gasped as I put the vibration onto waves, “I can’t watch the film like this.”
“I’d unbutton your jeans, otherwise you can.”
He gave me a vicious look, which I enjoyed immensely and then he unbuttoned his jeans and dutifully turned to watch the film. I could tell he was struggling and I was enjoying watching him too much to stop. In fact, I was keen to see all of his reactions and so I put the vibration up to the top whack.
His fingers tightened on the bowl of popcorn and his hips started to pulse forward on the seat as he rocked his arse back and forth his eyes closed.
I wasn’t even trying to watch the film anymore.
“I need to touch my dick.”
“Not right now, that’s my job. You just keep doing what you’re doing.”
He groaned and put the popcorn down completely, rubbing his arse more firmly ag
ainst the cushions and letting his head fall back in ecstasy.
I turned it down again and he opened his eyes, licking his lips desperately.
“You gonna come over here?”
“Not right now I’m enjoying the view.”
He groaned as I tried another setting. “Jesus.” He grunted, his hands fisting the cushion of the sofa as he desperately tried to keep still.
I turned back to watch the film and I heard him pant in desperation. I turned the vibration down to the lowest setting and pretended to be perfectly distracted. After a minute or two I was vaguely aware of movement to my right and suddenly I saw a very naked Cal walking to my bed. Infuriatingly, I couldn’t see him from where I was sitting on the sofa anymore, so I waited for a few more minutes and then followed him.
He was lying on his back on my bed stroking his cock and moaning a low hum in the back of his throat. I leaned against the doorframe and watched him in silence. He had his eyes closed and seemed to be entirely blissed out already.
After what could only have been a minute but felt like five hours I approached the bed. Finally he opened his eyes and lifted his hips up off the bed, making me swallow back a groan.
“I like my gift.” He said, his voice hoarse and strained in his throat.
I reached up and pulled off my t-shirt. His eyes roamed over my torso and he started stroking his cock with more fervor. “Don’t come.” I said softly, pulling off the rest of my clothes.
He stopped stroking his cock and with the remote in my hand I made sure he could see me turn the volume all the way up to the top. He arched off the bed beautifully, panting as though he’d run a marathon.
I crawled over him with difficulty with the way he was writhing around, and put my full weight on top of him so he was pinned to the mattress.
“Take it out.” He gasped. “Take it out and fuck me, please.”
I put the setting back to waves and he looked as though he was in the midst of the most pleasurable and painful experience of his life. “Jay, I’m gonna come. I swear to God, oh fuck, please.”
I very slowly turned the setting all the way down to zero and sat back on my heels between his legs. He quickly pulled his legs to his chest so that I could reach down and pull the little plug very slowly out of him. He was dripping wet already, and I almost forgot the condom I was so desperate to be inside him.
Once I’d grabbed one and rolled it over my cock Cal was practically canting on the bed. I gripped his hips, harder than I should have, and he groaned so loudly I almost came myself. I knew I would leave bruises, couldn’t wait to see them in the morning when we woke.
I positioned myself and waited until he looked at me. I had my cock resting at his entrance for a second or so as he stared at me, then a small nod and I rammed home in one long sharp shove.
Cal came, it was so sudden I almost missed it but he shouted and came without a hand to his cock, ropes of come spurting over his shoulder and torso. I was already pushing into him again, as he moaned over and over and I could hardly contain myself for thirty seconds before I came so violently I felt drunk with it.
I collapsed on top of him and we lay there totally sated breathing into one another. I pulled off as slowly as I could and tied the condom as I let out a huff of laughter.
“What?” Cal said sleepily.
“I can’t believe I came that fast, I haven’t done that for years.”
Cal gave me a lazy smile. “That was so hot.”
I laughed and pushed him gently onto his side so that we could spoon. He sighed contentedly and pushing his arse invitingly back against my softening cock. I kissed the tip of his spine and licked the back of his neck, surprised to feel a full body shudder as I did so.
I was amazed to feel my eyelids dropping, even after four or five hours sleep and too much alcohol apparently sex with Cal and pizza was all I needed for a bit of rest.
“Can I stay the night?” The question was so vulnerable and unlike him I just tightened my arm around his waist.
“Definitely.” I smiled.
“Okay good,” he said and pulled away from me getting off the bed.
“Where are you going?”
“It’s like ten o’clock I can’t go to sleep this early and I love that film. Come lie on the sofa with me and fall asleep there, old man, but I’m watching the rest without the distractions this time.
With that he walked out of my bedroom and I had absolutely no choice but to follow him.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
I woke to find Cal lying opposite me with his eyes just fluttering open. He smiled sleepily and rolled over to look at his watch. I knew he had a full afternoon of meetings, and we needed to get up but he was too beautiful and I just wanted to keep looking at him.
“How did you sleep?” I asked, my voice rough.
“Really well.” He rolled to lie on his back and scratched his stomach lazily. I looked down over his torso and noticed his morning erection which he appeared to be happy to ignore.
I, on the other hand, having tortured him with the plug for nearly half an hour the night before, was happy to make amends. I pulled the sheets off him and pushed myself down the bed, looking up at his lazy grin and feeling more content than I’d remembered feeling for a long time.
“You’re gonna wear me out.”
I smiled and gave his cock a long lick from base to tip. “Good.” I took him in to the root and he tensed as his hips pumped upwards into my mouth.
All in all it was an excellent way to start the day.
After I had showered I came out to find Cal had made us both some toast and was sitting reading his phone without looking up as I entered, which was never a good sign.
“Everything ok?”
He groaned. “No. Fuck up today, need to go and sort it out. Dad’s apoplectic.”
“Excellent, always a nice beginning to the day. Where do you need to be?”
“I’m gonna have to call Helen and cancel the meeting at twelve, I think I’ll be at Henson’s for most of the day now. Fuck.” He shook his head and took a bite of his toast. “It might work out well for you though. Once you drop me off I probably won’t need to be taken anywhere else today.” His face froze for a second and then he blushed.
“What’s your problem this morning?” I asked, unable to suppress my smile. He didn’t say anything, looking flustered. He returned to scrolling through his phone so I went over and put my arms round him from behind.
“It’s my job, Cal; you don’t need to be worried about offending me by treating me like your driver. That’s what I do.”
He had stopped eating and leaned back into me a little.
“It’s weird.”
“I know, but you still have a busy job and that means you need to keep the efficiency going, and I’m great at efficiency.”
“Is that so?”
“Well you came in under three minutes this morning, so yeah.” He blushed scarlet at that, and I found myself watching him happily, loving that I was able to tease him.
He stood up giving me a glare and went to get changed.
While I was alone I checked my phone. I had three texts from Martin asking if I could stop by that day, which probably meant more paperwork for me to read. Martin wasn’t someone who could read documents on a screen; he was dyslexic and found the number of clauses in legal paperwork frustrating. I quickly shot a text back that I’d be able to come by around midday. I was just putting my phone away when Cal came back in, somehow looking immaculately dressed in minutes.
“Are you sure it’ll take all day?” I asked, out of courtesy more than anything. Cal had always been pretty casual about my time when he wasn’t in the car. Some clients wanted you to be round the corner so they could have you collect them instantly, but Cal had never really been like that.
“Yeah, I think this should take a while. I had some other meetings this afternoon but they’re on calls.”
I frowned as he wandered about collecting his belongings. He didn�
��t have any other meetings in the schedule.
I watched him. His back was stiff, he seemed on edge, and I had an uneasy feeling that he was lying to me, the conversation, or lack thereof last night suddenly reared into my memory.
“Are you sure they’re all calls?”
“Why, are you going to go and see your brother? It’s honestly fine. I won’t need you.”
Again, the same skitter down my spine of unease, but I let it go. I was probably reading too much into everything and getting paranoid about nothing.
“Yeah I think I’ll go and see Martin. It’s not too far from the venue you mentioned, it shouldn’t take me more than twenty minutes to come by if you need me.”
“I won’t.” He pushed his phone into his pocket just as it started to ring. He looked at my cereal that was uneaten and I shrugged, grabbing my keys and opening the front door.
He looked at his phone and groaned, answering on the third ring.
“Hi Dad. I’m already in the car.”
I had a feeling today would be a long day.
~
As I pulled out of my complex, Cal was still on the phone. From what I could gather it seemed as though one his clients had ignored some very clear legal advice on Competition Law and apparently had seriously pissed off one of the Emerson’s major subsidiaries. Cal was calm and collected on the phone, as ever, but he wasn’t looking at me much and it was making me irritable, which was irritating in itself.
I often listened to the conversations Cal had with clients in awe. You would never know this seemingly immature young kid was as professional and knowledgeable as he was when he needed to discuss policies and procedures. Cal asked me to drive to the head office of their client so that he could speak to the Director, which meant nothing good was going to happen for the Director, and he was working solidly all morning cursing the fact that he didn’t have his laptop. Halfway there he swore loudly.
“I look like I just got out of bed, can we go to Reiss? I’ve wanted one of their shirts for ages and today would be a really good time to looking fucking professional.”