Page 38 of Saving Noah

“Oh, hell, no!” Noah jumped up from the table and skipped to the living room. “Anywhere?” he yelled over his shoulder.

“Anywhere. Hands and knees,” Zach answered as he started digging around in the bags for the fruit he’d had prepared. Finding everything he needed, he dumped it into a large bowl and carried it into the living room where Noah was as he’d been directed. He twisted his head around to watch Zach’s every move.

“You’re gonna make me eat the fruit before I get some satisfaction, aren’t you?” he asked. “Kinda like…if I eat this, you’ll do this?” He grinned. “I can play that game. Sounds fun.”

Zach set the bowl of fruit right in front of Noah and went back into the kitchen to get the other items he needed for their game tonight. He removed items from their sealed bags and carried them back into the room with him. Carefully, he sat down next to the bowl of fruit and watched Noah’s face carefully. He didn’t seem to have a clue what the items were or what they were going to be used for. Zach hid his smile.

“Here’s how this is going to work, babe,” Zach said. “All the items in front of you are either items doctors use on a daily basis or some of them are items created specifically for someone interested in the wonderful world of medical fetish.” He grinned at the look of confusion on Noah’s face as he eyed the items displayed in front of him. He guessed that Noah probably knew what some were used for, but had to be in the dark on most of the devices he’d selected for tonight. “You eat a few bites of fruit and then select which device you want me to use on your beautiful body. Sound fun?”

Noah nibbled on his bottom lip, a nervous habit, as he worked out the logistics of the fruit game in his head. “But I don’t know what most of thedevicesare used for.” He pouted. What if I pick something icky and I’ve already eaten my fruit?”

“Yes, there’s a chance that could happen,” Zach answered without hesitation.

Noah laughed nervously, like he waited for Zach to say he was just kidding. When he didn’t, Noah’s frown deepened. Zach was okay with him saying no to any of their games. At some point, they’d certainly stumble across something his young lover wouldn’t be comfortable with. If the fruit game was a turn-off, there were plenty of other wicked ideas dancing around in Zach’s head.

“You don’t have to, babe,” Zach told him. “It’s only fun if we both are enjoying it. Don’t do something just because you think I want it.”

Noah snorted. “I don’t do that, Zach. I’m a coward in every other aspect of my life, but I won’t be with you. You’re the only person I can be myself with, so I’m not going to fuck up by pretending to be something I’m not. If I don’t want it, I’m not doing it. End of story.”

“So…you don’t want it?” Zach asked, trying to follow Noah’s train of thought.

“I didn’t say that,” Noah corrected quickly as he eyeballed the giant bowl of fruit and the metal devices next to it. “I mean…you’re a doctor, right? You know how to use these…these…things.”

“I am and I do.”

The frown on his face stayed firmly intact.

“Since I’m a beginner and all, do you think we could bend the rules and explain what each of those things are used for?” His gaze left the fruit bowl to confront Zach. “Oddly enough, it’s the smaller toys that are scaring me the most.” He laughed deliriously. “Because not only does leaving this apartment building for an ER visit lead to a panic attack, I feel confident if I was forced to explain to the attending doctor that I was merely playing a fun medical fetish game and things got out of control, I would have another panic attack.” He sniffed the fruit. “Seriously, Zach, fruit is gross, so I’m going to need to know pleasure is going to be involved.”

“That’s a valid question, babe,” Zach answered. “I certainly wouldn’t recommend this to just anyone wanting to add a little kink to their sex life but, like you said, I am a doctor. I’m also a sweetheart and pushover, so I’ll explain each one to you. Does that make you feel better?”

The frown lightened up just a tad.

“Do I get to reject anything that I deem…unreasonable?”

“Of course, Noah. This is all about having fun and getting you to eat healthier.” Zach dropped his hand to pick up the utensils he’d placed next to the fruit bowl. “I brought an anal scope, a speculum, prostate stimulator, Wartenberg wheel, a beaded urethral dilator with plug, and a cupping set.”

“Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Stop everything. See, I noticed how you tried to slide that beaded urethral dilator in there, innocently nestled between whatever the hell a Wartenberg wheel and cupping set is. Why would you do something like that, Zachary? That’s sneaky.”

Zach grinned. Noah was right. It had been sneaky. “What? You don’t think you’d be interested in having your urethra stretched? A lot of men find it very pleasurable.”

“That little pretty down there is exit only,” Noah quipped. “Can I get rid of it? The dilator thing, not my pretty.”

“Most definitely, Noah.” Zach picked up the thin metal instrument and laid it aside. “Perhaps another time.”

“Sure…right after I walk downtown, buy a lottery ticket, and win millions. Okay, I understand the prostate stimulator, and I’m one hundred percent on board with that one. I think I can figure out how the Wartenberg wheel and the anal scope work.” He frowned. “Is the cupping thing for, uh, suction?”

“Correct,” Zach answered.

“Got it. What’s a speculum?”

Zach chuckled at Noah’s perseverance. “A speculum is an instrument doctors use to dilate an orifice to an acceptable level to allow us to properly inspect the canal in question.” He picked up the device, held it from the base. See? This rounded end is inserted into the orifice and pushed into the canal. As I turn this, it clicks open wider and wider and wider.”Click. Click. Click. The noise reverberated in the room as Zach opened the instrument to a…challenging width. “Once you have the orifice open properly, you lock the mechanism like this.” He turned the lever, holding the speculum immobile. “It simply opens a tight area to help the doctor see what he or she is, well, getting in to. Or, as in your case, getting out of.” Zach had no idea what Noah would decide; it was asking a lot. He had, however, noticed Noah’s cock had gotten harder and harder as he’d explained the workings of the speculum. His lover’s eyes were practically glazed over with lust. The fact he was intimidated by the whole scene only made it more fun.

Noah puckered his lips and glared at Zach. “Soooo, this is medical fetish, eh? I’ve been running my mouth, just asking for new adventures, and you decided to come at me with both barrels. You are a very naughty young man, Dr. Meadows.”

Zach shrugged. “You wanted medical fetish. This is medical fetish. I wanted you to eat some fruit, and this will lure you into eating fruit. It seemed like a win/win situation to me.” He winked at Noah. “But, I’ve been wrong before. No pressure, Noah. We’re here to have fun.” Zach couldn’t believe Noah was considering it. He could be wrong, but it looked like Noah was busy sliding all the puzzle pieces into their correct spots. That was how he did things—thought it through and then went for it.

Finally, Noah grinned and said, “Feed me some fruit, Doctor.” He opened his mouth but then slammed it shut again. “Don’t feed me any grapes, though. Those fuckers are just gross. Don’t like ’em. Never have and I never will.”

“I’m thinking about spanking your ass when we’re finished…just for the fun of it.”

“Promises, promises,” Noah quipped and then opened his mouth and obediently ate a plump strawberry.

Zach determined, right then and there, he wanted to keep Noah forever.

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