Page 76 of Love & Other Drunken Mistakes
“Maybe next time I’ll plug up your ears, too, so you can’t guess what I’m doing,” I say casually as I cuff his other wrist. “You won’t be able to see or hear—you’ll only be able to feel and accept whatever I do to you.” I close the other end of the cuff around the headboard, leaving his arms spread wide.
The bed moves beneath Alex as his hips shift restlessly. I’m not even sure he realizes what he’s doing, humping the mattress as he seeks release. “You gonna gag me too?” he asks, with a mix of defiance and interest, daring me to take it one step further.
I grab his chin and lift his head up, just enough so he can feel the strain in his muscles without accidentally hurting him. “Why would I do that? I want to hear every desperate noise you make.”
That earns me another little whimper.
Now that he’s bound, I can finally take some time to admire him. Arms splayed wide with just enough slack for him to relax against the pillow. I want him to be comfortable since he’s going to be here for a while.
I walk around the bed, keeping my steps soft, not touching him yet. Then I lay one hand on the curve of his left ass cheek, idly kneading the muscle while I slowly spread him open. The black base of the plug trembles slightly as his hole clenches and unclenches around it. I grab it with two fingers and slowly pull it out, watching the ring of muscle flutter as it protests the toy’s removal. As soon as I let go, it’s sucked back in. Alex groans and grinds his aching cock against the mattress.
“You look amazing like this,” I murmur, repeating the motion with the plug until Alex’s panting almost drowns my words out. “But I think we can do a little more.”
“M-more?”
“Something to really put your beautiful hole on display.” I grab one of the pillows from the head of the bed. “On your knees.”
It takes Alex a few tries to follow the command. His knees keep slipping on the sheets, his weak muscles struggling to hold him up. I see his cock for the first time since I placed him on his stomach. Swollen and red. The whole length dripping and smeared with precum. There’s a wet spot on the bed where he’s been grinding his cock against the mattress.
I slide the pillow under him and guide him back down, adjusting the placement until his perfect little ass is raised high in the air. From the way he’s moaning and squirming, I’d say it’s also the perfect position to have the plug press relentlessly against his prostate.
I might have sat there, admiring the view for hours, if the timer in the kitchen didn’t go off.Shit, I completely forgot about dinner.Well, a few extra minutes won’t hurt anything, but it does mean I need to finish setting up.
This time, when I grab the plug, I pull it all out in one slow motion. Alex moans and tries to follow my hand, refusing to release the toy without a fight. But the cuffs keep him bound in place, ensuring he loses that particular fight.
As soon as the toy is removed, I have the perfect view of his hole, glistening with lube, twitching around the sudden emptiness. I press a kiss to one ass cheek, then the other, rubbing my face against each so he can feel my beard. “You said the toy just felt strange,” I say, flicking that twitching muscle with my tongue. “By the time I’m done with you, it’ll feel strange not to have something filling you up.”
Alex’s ass presses against my face, chasing my mouth. I indulge myself with a little taste, dipping my tongue inside him, swirling it around once before withdrawing. I have much better plans for filling him.
It looks like he used the biggest plug in the training kit, but the vibrator is still bigger. I slick it up with a generous amount of lube to make sure I won’t hurt him.
The whole time, I leave Alex waiting and wanting, listening to his little pleading noises. “Euan, come on. Please.” After too long has passed, “You didn’t leave me alone, right?”
I line the vibrator up to his hole and he stills. “Not yet.”
“What do you mean not—oh.”
There’s some resistance as the larger vibrator stretches his hole, but then it glides right in, helped along by the angle of his hips. It’s not long before he swallows the whole length, leaving only the flared base with the controls visible.
I give him a second to adjust to the sensation of fullness, then press the on button. It starts on the lowest vibration, just enough of a buzz to feel it. Alex moans, sinking into the sensation.
I press the button again, increasing the intensity. Alex yelps and his hips jerk under me, as if he’s trying to crawl away from the sensation. My hand hovers over the controls, prepared to turn it down if it’s too much. But he doesn’t say his safe word.He doesn’t say anything at all as sweet, eager noises spill from his throat.
Now that he’ll be well entertained while I’m gone, I slip out of the room as quietly as possible. Another reason not to gag him is because if he really needs me, he can shout, and I’ll still hear him in the kitchen.
It takes me longer than I would like to check on dinner, then reduce the oven’s temperature to keep the food warm without overcooking it. I want to return to Alex as soon as possible, to watch him lose himself to pleasure, but I also want to make sure everything is ready to take care of him afterwards.
I return to the bedroom just as quietly as I left—not that it takes much effort. Between Alex’s panting and moaning and the squeaking of the bed as he squirms and thrusts against the pillow, I doubt he’d hear me even if I announce myself.
I stand at the foot of the bed, watching him fall apart. Since I left his legs unbound, he’s free to move them as he wishes. He has one knee pulled forward, trying to push himself up to get leverage, but his trembling muscles are too weak to hold him up. His ass rises a few inches in the air, allowing me a glimpse of his swollen balls and aching, dripping cock, before dropping again, sliding his length against the soaked pillow.
“Look at the mess you’ve made.”
“Euan!” he gasps, voice shaking. “Euan, please.”
I approach slowly, making sure he hears each step. Then I rest a hand on his ass, both pressing him down against the bed and spreading him open. Not that he needs my help this time with the vibrator’s base stretching him wide. “Please what?”
“In-inside.”
