No Shame: The Complete Series: Including exclusive bonus materials and deleted scenes

by Phoenix, Nora

  Two seconds hesitation. “Yes, Connor.”

  “Get up,” Connor ordered.

  Josh scrambled off the bench, his head hanging low and avoiding Connor’s eyes. His cock was still dripping juices.

  “Clean me up, baby.”

  Without a word, Josh sank to his knees and licked Connor clean. Connor sighed. Way better than the towel Mark had offered him.

  “Thank you, baby,” he said. “Nice job on the cleaning. But you disobeyed me, didn’t you?”

  Josh lifted his eyes. “Yes, Connor.”

  “That means you deserve discipline.”

  “Yes, Connor.”

  “I’m gonna ask Mark what he thinks I should do with you, okay?”

  “Yes, Connor.”

  Connor had lost all awkwardness of being naked around Mark even though the guy was sporting one hell of a boner in his pants. Apparently, he had liked the show, and who could blame him?

  “Any suggestions?” Connor asked.

  Mark walked over to the cabinet with the paddles and crops and chose a sturdy looking wooden paddle with several holes in it. “This is a good one for beginners.” He showed it to Connor, then handed it over. “It’s light, but it packs a punch, so be careful. The key to good spanking and paddling is buildup. You want to rub the ass cheeks first, to get the blood flow going. You can even massage them with oil or lotion. Once they’re supple and warm, alternate both cheeks when spanking and build up in intensity. You can also go the other way and start hard and get less intensive. Start with bursts of five or six, then pause to rub and massage more and do the next series. Keep a close eye on Josh to see when it gets too much. He shouldn’t have to say anything. It’s your job as Dom to know his limits.”

  “What’s a good position?”

  “If you ask me, nothing beats an over the knee spanking. I have a spanking chair right here, which is nothing more than a soft leather seat for you with a foot bench to raise one foot so you can lift Josh's ass a tad higher. It also has straps for Josh to hold on to if he wants, and we’ll put a pillow on the floor for him.”

  Connor sat down on the chair and motioned Josh with his index finger to come. He came, his face red with most likely a mix of excitement and fear.

  “When you spank him, aim for the softest parts of his cheeks. Also, don’t hit the plug. It won’t harm him, but it will distract him and prevent him from entering subspace, the pain-pleasure zone,” Mark instructed. “Not that I expect him to get there as this takes time and training, but it’s a good habit to build.”

  “Over my knee,” Connor ordered.

  Josh didn’t hesitate, which told Connor he wanted this. He rubbed Josh's cheeks. “You looking forward to this, baby?”

  “Yes, Connor.” Josh's reply came out on a sigh of surrender. Connor saw him grab the straps and loop his wrists through them, holding on tight.

  Connor kneaded both cheeks, rubbed and massaged them till they were warm and ready. “Ten counts, Joshua, count them out.”

  “Yes, Connor. Thank you, Connor.”

  Oh, damn, those words were so hauntingly beautiful. Did Josh realize how precious a gift his surrender was, every single time anew? He raised the paddle, aimed for the right butt cheek, waited long enough to make Josh squirm—then brought it down with a resounding slap.

  Josh jerked in his straps, his butt lifting from Connor’s knee before settling down again. “One. Thank you, Connor.”

  The second slap hit the other cheek, making a nice zing as it flew through the air. It left a distinct red spot.

  “Two. Thank you, Connor.”

  He slapped again, and again. Josh's ass was pinking up beautifully, and Connor almost stopped to admire the view. Almost. He brought down the paddle again, a tad harder.

  “Five. Thank you, Connor.”

  He put the paddle down and put his hand on Josh's ass. It was glowing like he had a fever, all red and cute as hell. Connor sighed as he rubbed both cheeks, stimulating the blood flow again. Josh moaned, his body all but limp over Connor’s knee.

  Connor straightened, took the paddle again and smacked out the next five in rapid succession, Josh barely keeping up with the count.

  “Ten. Oh, fuck, thank you, Connor.”

  Josh's voice had that dreamy edge again, as if he wasn’t completely there. Connor accepted the cool cucumber lotion Mark handed him and rubbed in a generous dollop on Josh's ass.

  “How’s that feel, baby?”

  Josh didn’t reply, and Connor was about to reprimand him when Mark put a hand on his shoulder. “You did great with the paddle, nice buildup and perfect placement. There are two things I would suggest. The first is that you don’t decide up front how many times you’re gonna spank him. Sometimes he’ll be able to take ten, other times twenty or even more. Make it flexible. Related to that is this: right now, Josh is in the zone. It’s a place where pain and pleasure become completely intertwined and where he can take almost anything you give him. Making him answer you would yank him out of it, so leave him be. This is the perfect state of mind for something that will bring more pain and pleasure to him. Wanna do a little experimenting?”

  Connor nodded. Mark walked over to the cabinets, grabbed a few items.

  “Let Josh stand up,” he told Connor.

  “Stand up,” Connor ordered.

  Josh came up, his eyes glassy.

  Mark showed him what he had in his hands. “Let’s start with these. They’re nipple clamps, the softest ones. They’ll bring a constant pain-pressure that Josh should appreciate. Want me to show you how to put them on?”

  Connor couldn’t say no, but even the thought of the other guy touching Josh send a wave of jealousy through him. Despite his zombie-like state, even Josh appeared to freeze a little.

  “Explain it and I’ll do it.”

  Mark nodded. “Make sure the nipple is hard and pull it forward. Put the clamp on the entire bud, not just a part of it and release it gently so it doesn’t spring.”

  Connor did as he was told. Josh let out a hiss when the clamp set. Connor did the other side, then stepped back to admire his work. Josh looked up at him with big eyes, less glossed over than before, probably because of the unfamiliar feeling.

  “Another suggestion would be to experiment with some sort of cock or ball restraint for Josh so that he can’t come when you fuck him. Since it appears you have a lot of stamina, you could come several times and then give him an intense orgasm that’s been building up that whole time.”

  Connor smiled when Josh's eyes lit up. “You like the sound of that, huh, baby?”

  Josh nodded.

  “How do I prevent hurting him, though? I mean, I’ve always been afraid to fuck him too long or too intense out of fear of hurting him, either at that moment or the day after.”

  Mark looked down at Connor’s cock. “Well, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, but your size is rather impressive. It’s a beautiful cock, though, with a perfect upward curve and well proportioned with your balls.”

  Connor grimaced. It couldn’t get much weirder than this, right? “Eh, thanks, I guess?”

  “It’s a shame you guys aren’t into sharing, because I would love to get fucked by you.”

  Connor’s eyes widened. “You’re a bottom?”

  Mark smiled. “I’m vers. I enjoy both. But like your Josh here, I like it hard and rough when I’m being fucked, so your cock would be heaven.”

  “It is,” Josh suddenly said. “When he’s inside me, it’s this intense full feeling unlike anything else. And when he lets loose, holy fuck, you feel so perfectly powerless and wanton at the same time.”

  Not until Connor let out a stern “Joshua!” did Josh seem to realize he’d spoken out of turn. Josh blushed, but something told Connor he wasn’t entirely sorry.

  “You know what, a cock ring sounds great,” Connor said, shooting Josh a fiery look. “Maybe we can gag him as well?”

  Mark laughed. “Whatever you say.”

  Connor yanked
Josh toward him by his neck, smashing their mouths together in a fierce kiss. Josh all but melted against him, which proved once again how much he enjoyed Connor taking control. He broke off the kiss. “The next time you embarrass me, I will gag you, you hear me?”

  Their bodies plastered together, Josh's hard cock poking in his stomach, Connor once again heard the words that made his skin tingle. “Yes, Connor.”

  “Why don’t you get on your knees and suck me off, while I talk to Mark? I need to come a second time so I can fuck you hard and long after that.”

  The glint in Josh's eyes affirmed he was down with the plan. “Yes, Connor.”

  He dropped to his knees in an instant and took Connor in, who hummed in pleasure. “Damn, baby, you’re so good at that.”

  Mark looked down at Josh's mouth working hard on the Beast. “I have to say, I enjoy watching you two. The love between you is palpable, but so is the natural Dom/sub dynamic you got going. You’ve got the classic sub here, Connor. Use him well.”

  Connor widened his stance, strangely proud to let another man watch Josh at work. Watch, mind you, not touch. His sigh transitioned into a deep moan when Josh tongued his slit.

  “To answer your previous question, good lube is crucial, and there’s no such thing as too much. Careful prep is another aspect, but you said that yourself already. I can teach Josh more techniques to completely relax and how to angle his body. Is it his hole that’s hurting the day after, or his muscles? If the latter, a simple painkiller or muscle relaxant could help. If it’s on the inside, you could experiment with giving him an anal douche after fucking and then applying healing oils with a small dildo. It’s a lot of work, but it can be pleasurable, and some of my clients report great benefits.”

  Connor nodded, distracted from the pressure building in his balls.

  “He doesn’t gag?” Mark asked, curiosity lacing his voice.

  “Nope. But I don’t push in. He holds my base with one hand, always, so he can dictate how much he takes.”

  Mark hummed in admiration. “He’s really good at this, considering your size. Lots of people would gag continuously.”

  Once again, Connor had this weirded-out sensation, like he had stepped out of his body. It had to be a different Connor that was standing there, naked, being sucked off by his boyfriend, with another guy watching. He’d never expected to like it so much to have somebody watching. It felt good. Not as good as Josh's hot, wet mouth, though. The familiar tingle built up in his balls, radiating to the tip of his cock.

  “Babe,” he warned, as he always did.

  Josh pulled back and opened wide. Connor threw his head back and came with a contented moan. Without being asked, Josh licked him clean, then licked his own lips as if he didn’t want to miss a drop.

  It felt so much better to get the edge off. Now that he’d come twice, he could focus on Josh instead of constantly having to push back his own need to come.

  * * *

  Josh's body was on fire. Every nerve was tingling and aching. The two clamps on his nipples were burning, his jaw and mouth were achy from sucking Connor off, the humongous butt plug was stretching his ass, and his butt cheeks were glowing with the aftereffects of the spanking. He had never felt so alive. He wasn’t sure what was next, but fuck, he hoped it would involve getting pounded by Connor.

  Still on his knees, he waited for Connor to give instructions.

  “Let’s go with something that will prevent him from coming, or at least, make it a lot harder,” his man said.

  Mine. Connor is mine. And I’m his.

  How had he ever gotten so lucky to find a man like Connor who not only loved him, but accepted his weaknesses and his kinks as well? He wanted nothing more than to please Connor. If the man would ask him to suck him off again, he’d do it in a heartbeat. The peace this surrender brought, there was nothing like it. When Connor was ordering him around, telling him what to do, using him—everything else faded away. He had no fear of having an episode, of dragging up bad memories, of fucking up in whatever way. He had no fear, period. All he had to do was what Connor told him.

  Mark came back with a stainless steel device in his hands. Josh's eyes bulged when he figured out what it was. A cock cage. An actual, fucking cock cage. Oh shit, this would get mighty uncomfortable. His eyes traveled to Connor’s face, which broke out into a fat smile.

  “Get up, baby,” he told Josh, who rose with care as not to stimulate the plug in his ass even more. He was already half-hard, and something told him that wasn’t going to be pretty when they tried to stuff him into that thing.

  “He’ll be able to get a little hard, but nothing more. Which should have him nice and ready for an explosive orgasm when you take it off,” Mark said, a gleam in his eyes.

  Josh eyed the contraption again. Was he really going to do this? His eyes found Connor’s. “Step closer,” he told Josh.

  Josh relaxed. He still had a choice. Connor wasn’t deciding this for him, he was still giving him an out. Suddenly, he understood the need for those safe words. Green, he was still green.

  He surrendered all over again and stepped in, trusting Connor to know his limits. “Yes, Connor.”

  Connor and Mark both kneeled, which brought Josh in the somewhat awkward position of having two guys at his feet. As long as Mark wasn’t going to touch him, he was more than okay with the guy being there. Even more, it seemed Connor got a kick out of it. The irony of Connor being an exhibitionist wasn’t lost on Josh.

  “He’s too hard to get it in,” Connor said.

  “Pinch him,” Mark said. “For uncut men, the head is sensitive, so pinch him there. He’ll become soft almost instantly.”

  Josh braced himself but still let out a sharp hiss when Connor pulled back his skin and pinched his cock. As Mark had said, his cock went soft immediately. Cold steel surrounded his dick on every side, and before he knew it, his whole length was wrapped in steel circles.

  “This one has a lock so you can lock it and keep the key. That way, you can prevent Josh from jacking off by himself or from coming when you fuck him. I know quite the number of subs who wear one twenty-four seven.”

  The cage closed, and Josh was afraid to move, afraid to breathe even. Mark better have made sure this fucking contraption was the right size for his dick, because he was quite attached to it.

  “How’s that feel, baby?”

  Josh discovered he’d closed his eyes and slowly opened them, letting out an experimental breath. Between the plug in his ass, the clamps on his nipples, his cheeks smarting, and now this iron cage pressing into his cock, his body was throbbing with low pain. He needed something, shivering restlessly. More, he needed more. He wanted Connor, needed him. He wanted to go back to that zone where he didn’t think at all, where all he felt was Connor.

  “It hurts,” he whispered. “Please, Connor.”

  “Do you want me to take it off?” Mark asked Connor.

  Connor extended a finger and raised Josh's chin so he could study him, search his eyes. A slow smile painted his lips. “No.”

  He looked around the room, searching for something. When he’d found what he’d been looking for, he grabbed Josh's hand. He let him to a broad bench with what looked like soft padding. Above the bench, attached to the wall was a horizontal beam with several leather straps.

  “On your fours, hold on to the straps,” he told Josh.

  Josh climbed up, wincing as pain radiated everywhere. He planted his knees wide, grabbed the straps and hung his weight in them, canted his hips and spread his ass wide. The thought of Connor fucking him again made his cock jump up, but it was denied by the cage. A sweat broke out on Josh's body.

  “Fuck, you’re so beautiful, Josh. I love you so much, you know that, right?”

  “Yes, Connor…Please, Connor, please.” His voice broke.

  Connor’s warm hand cupped his ass. “I’ve got you, baby. Let go. Let me take care of you.”

  Josh relaxed. With all the pain humming through hi
s body, he relaxed against Connor’s hand.

  Mark said something Josh couldn’t make out. “I appreciate the suggestion, Mark, but this is where you can stand back and enjoy the show.”

  Josh closed his eyes, waiting for what he needed more than anything else right now.

  Connor’s cock brushed his thighs, then his ass. “Hard and deep, baby, hard and deep.”

  Josh's hole clenched when he felt Connor pull on the butt plug. It took him a few seconds to relax and let go. It popped out with an obscene sound, releasing Connor’s previous juices that trickled down his crack.

  “Damn, baby, you should see yourself now. Your ass on fire, my cum dripping out of your hole, your gorgeous cock all caged up for me… You’re mine, Joshua. I love you, so much.”

  Josh had about a second to brace himself, feeling Connor line up his cock, and then he slid in. He gave a careful thrust, testing to see if Josh could take him. Josh canted his hips even more, pushed his ass up, bore down and took him in all the way.

  Connor let out a grunt when he was fully inside. Two strong hands grabbed Josh's hips. Connor bent over and kissed his neck. “You know it’s gonna take a while for me to come again, so you’re in for a hard, long fuck, baby. I’m gonna hammer that perfect ass of yours till I’m done, and maybe I’ll drill it some more after that. You’re so tight and slick and hot, I may never wanna stop fucking you.”

  Every word out of Connor’s mouth danced over Josh's skin, teasing his nerves, his brain. The images conjured up by Connor’s dirty little speech… Right now, he didn’t care if Connor wanted to fuck him for hours. He’d die a happy man. Not even the fact that he couldn’t come himself made the pleasure any less. All he wanted was that thick cock in his ass, pounding him hard. Impatiently, he pushed back his ass, urging Connor to get a fucking move on.

  “Such a needy little bottom.” Josh could hear the smile in Connor’s voice at these all-too-familiar words. Fuck, yeah, he was needy. And he didn’t give a shit. He moved his ass again.

  Connor laughed, a full-out belly laugh that made Josh smile—a smile that disappeared when Connor pulled back and thrust in hard and deep. Fuck, yeah..