Page 108 of Tribute
Kai went quiet, his expression set as Bron fucked him and finally climaxed, fingers digging into Kai’s hips as he thrust one last time.
“That was . . . amazing,” Bron groaned as he moved away. Aled turned to smile at him.
“Go and shower and come back. You’re not done yet unless you want to be.”
He waited until Bron disappeared into the bathroom, then went to sit beside Kai’s head. He trailed one finger down Kai’s spine and over his wet hole to where a stream of come dripped out of him.
Kai shuddered as Aled played with his balls and gently touched his still erect cock.
“When theUngrichhad you . . . what did they do that you liked?”
Kai swallowed hard. “You know what they did. You were there.”
“Not all the time. I couldn’t see you for quite a while.” He curled the tip of his finger around the crown of Kai’s wet cock and dug his nail into the slit. “Did you like it when they used those little barbs on you? When they pierced your skin?”
“Yeah.”
“You want to come, don’t you, just at the thought of it?”
Kai didn’t say anything, but he closed his eyes, his big body radiating tension, his cock a hot, throbbing, stiff mess in Aled’s hand.
Finally, Kai murmured a response. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“Do me, take me, fuck me, beat me, but do something.”
“What if I just want to do this? Just play with your cock?” He swirled his finger around in the growing wetness until Kai’s hips were rocking into the motion.
“I need . . . more,” Kai ground out.
“You need what I choose to give you.” He couldn’t quite believe what he was saying, but somehow it felt right. “And maybe this is how I want you tonight, tied up and desperate to come, with only Bron fucking you. Not me. Maybe you don’t get me at all.”
Kai shuddered. The sound of the shower was loud in the silence of Kai’s breathing.
“Please .”
He savored the sound of Kai begging for something. Forhim. “He’ll be back in a moment.”
“I want . . .you. In me, on me, making me come.”
“And maybe I don’t want that tonight. Maybe I just want to watch you being fucked.”
“Aled . . .”
“Ah, there you are, Bron. Come up here and let Kai make you hard with his mouth so you can fuck him again.”
Kai closed his eyes and concentrated as Bron took his ass for the third—or was it the fourth?—time. His shoulders hurt from being tied in the stress position, and his asshole was sore from all the pounding. Worse still was his cock, which throbbed like a toothache from being constantly hard for so long without relief.
He wasn’t going to come. He’d at least obey Aled in that.
“Seeing as Kai’s tied up, would you like me to fuck you, Bron?”
He jerked back to full consciousness at Aled’s calm question. “No.”
“I wasn’t talking to you, Kai.” Aled’s voice was as cool and reasonable as it had been all night. “Shut up or I’ll gag you.”
“You only fuckme.”
