Page 135 of Daily Grind
Brian nodded. “Okay, but the other… how do you… put it on?”
Ah, well, he could show that. He handed the leather strap to Brian and picked up the other ring. Took a second to slip it down his soft shaft. “The next part is why you really shouldn’t be hard.” One at a time, he fed his balls through, and settled the ring against his belly.
“Well, shit.” He eyed Rob’s dick. “That’s pretty damn hot.”
“Mmm-hmm. Let’s see how this looks on you.” He plucked the leather band from Brian’s fingers, then lifted his package to wrap it around behind his balls. Firm, but not too tight. “How’s that?”
Brian was hardening, and his cheeks flush. “Uh. Fine.” He swallowed. “Sexy?”
“Is that a question?” Rob caressed Brian’s neck and drew him in for his answer—A hard kiss that had Brian moaning and melting. Surrender in some ways, but their tongues dueled until they were both breathless.
Brian broke the kiss. “God, that feels strange.”
They were both hard. Rob took Brian’s shaft in hand and stroked. “Good or bad?”
His eyelid’s flickered and the answer was a moan. “Good. So good.”
Perfect. Rob eyed the sash Brian had been playing with earlier. “Mind if I tied you up and fucked you?”
Wide open eyes now. “I—I’m game for that.”
Rob drew the sash out from the drawer and rose. “Let’s see if you deem this vanilla or orange when I’m done with you.”
A little swallow and Brian looked up.
On his knees and with such desperation in his eyes, for a moment Rob considered fucking Brian right in the closet. But the bed was far more comfortable and he could tie Brian down.
He offered his hand, Brian took it, and he pulled him up into his arms. “I love you as well, you know.” He kissed Brian’s neck and enjoyed the tremble. “That’s why I was so mad at you.”
A grunt and a whisper. “Tie me up and fuck me, and I promise I’ll never do it again.”
Their dicks pressed against each other, and Rob walked them backward out of the closet, brushing past suits and shirts, the trappings of his business, until they were into the bedroom. “Promise me you’ll not do it again, and I’ll tie you up and fuck you.”
Serious eyes. “Deal. Never. I Promise.”
They reached the bed and Rob nudged Brian down onto the sheets.
“Now I see why you have a slatted headboard.” Brian tipped his head back, lengthening his neck.
He couldn’t resist kissing that throat. “Decorativeandpractical.” He climbed on top of Brian, drew his wrists up above his head, tied them together, then tied the sash to the headboard.
Like with the cock ring, everything was firm but not too tight. “I suspect you could get out of that if you tried.”
Brian wiggled his wrists. “Yeah, maybe.” He grinned up at Rob and rolled his hips. “But I don’t want to.”
Rob chuckled and got the condoms and lube from his nightstand and ripped the foil open. “Do say something if you need me to stop.”
“Like ‘rutabaga’?” Sexy wicked grin.
“That works.” He rolled the condom on and slid down Brian, far enough that he could suck the head of Brian’s cock into his mouth.
Beneath him, Brian quivered. “Oh fuck.”
“Don’t mind if I do,” Rob murmured against his hot, hard shaft. He sat back, grabbed the lube, and prepped himself. One slick finger inside Brian told him Brian was more than ready from the way he bucked to the long groan.
“Tease.” Brian’s arms strained as he gripped the sash. So lovely, that muscle and sinew, those damn shoulders.
“Not really.” Rob pressed his cock against Brian and slid inside, inch by inch. Like each time before, the heat and tightness took his breath away. So did Brian’s content moan.
