Page 31 of Pain Play

“Cool. But could you explain to me what ‘it’ is, exactly?”

Phil gave a light chuckle. “That’s why I brought you in here. We agreed that we should discuss this with our boys privately so that no one feels under any pressure.”

“Wow. We’re actually considering this.”

Phil’s eyes danced as he gazed down at him. “I thought you wanted to know what ‘this’ is?”

Terry was tempted to pinch Phil but didn’t think it would be helpful to his cause. “Okay, Master. Carry on.”

“Don’t mind if I do.” Phil shook his head, sighing. “You keep me on my toes.” Phil brought their mouths together and slipped his tongue between Terry’s lips. He tasted him, licking inside, exploring deeper with each pass until they both could barely breathe. Phil withdrew, but kept Terry wrapped in his arms. “Love you, baby. That’s the main thing. That will always be the main thing. Gerard was clear on that in regards to Marco as well.”

Terry still held onto Phil, still needed his Master to keep him anchored.

“Apparently, Gerard and Marco already had a similar conversation as the one we did.” Phil threaded his fingers through Terry’s hair. “It came about once Marco discovered that we’d gone to a public club to play.”

“Yeah, Marco asked me if I still loved him. He seemed worried that I’d find another sub and not care about him anymore.”

Phil nodded, smiling. “Gerard told me that too. He had a difficult time calming Marco down that night.”

Terry’s stomach clenched. He could never be a Master. Taking on the responsibility of caring for another man went way beyond his emotional capabilities.

“So, this is what we discussed. Since the feelings we share between the four of us go beyond mere friendship, yet we don’t wish to swap or share our boys either during play—or if we wereto try and blend our lives as four—we think we’ve come up with a solution. Gerard and I got off watching you and Marco kiss, and we’re all on board with voyeurism and exhibitionism, but Marco seems to crave more physical contact with you.”

“Oh. So…”

“Let me finish, then we’ll go over any questions or concerns. That includes you saying no to everything at any time regardless, got it?”

“Got it.”

“What me and Gerard are proposing to you and Marco, is that only when the four of us are together will you be allowed to touch each other. That includes kissing, hugging and sexual contact.”

Terry’s eyes widened, but he managed to keep his mouth shut.

“The definition of sexual contact would be stroking, caressing and rubbing, up to and including climaxes. No penetration, no oral. Gerard doesn’t get you off, and I don’t get Marco off. For now, any physical contact between me and Gerard will be limited to affectionate touches and possibly kissing. We’re leaving that open as a possibility, but our main concern is not leaving you and Marco feeling vulnerable or disregarded. What I think is more important than anything we discussed, however, is that if go ahead with this, they are no longer going to invite others to play, and neither will we. We’ll be signing a contract between the four of us to that effect. We’d be a committed foursome of play partners.”

A couple of ‘holy shits’ ran through Terry’s mind, but he kept them to himself. “Committed? But what about their parties? And doesn’t Marty still live here?”

“Yes, committed. Exclusive. If they decide to hold their parties again, they’ll remain true to the contract. As far as Marty is concerned, he moved out last week, but even if he were stillhere, that wouldn’t change anything.” Phil pressed a kiss to his temple. “It’s a big step. I should add that as separate couples we’ll continue to maintain our own residences and lead our lives, for the most part, in the same manner we always have. We’ll still be getting married, you’ll be taking care of our home like you’ve wanted, we’ll continue our journey as Master and sub—none of that changes. The main difference is that, on occasion, Marco and Gerard would be included.”

Terry blinked a few times as he tried to wrap his brain around everything Phil had unloaded on him. “Wow. So, I was holding these back, but I’m willing to face the punishment so at least one can be set free. Holy shit.”

Phil gave him a sharp pinch on his ass. “That’s the punishment. You got off light, so don’t push me.” Terry had an angry retort ready, but Phil deflated it with a wink. “I can embrace the need for at least one ‘holy shit’ under the circumstances.”

Terry rolled his eyes in acknowledgment. “That’s for sure.”

Phil pressed their lips together briefly, then patted his butt. “Wait here while I check in with Gerard. If Marco doesn’t want to go through with this, then we’ll call it a night to give them their space.”

Please don’t let that happen. “Sure.” Terry nodded with little conviction. A part of him wanted to insist that he tag along. The suspense would kill him otherwise.

“Don’t worry.” Phil regarded him knowingly. “I doubt it’s going to be an issue. This also gives you a chance to practice your patience.”

Terry narrowed his eyes. “I’ve been getting much better.”

Phil gave him a quick squeeze. “Yes you have, baby. But there’s always room for improvement.”

Terry declined to respond. He was more interested in Phil getting on with it already.

“Try not to get yourself worked up. I have a feeling you’re going to get your wish, so let me verify everything with Gerard.” Phil gave him an appreciative leer. “Trust me, I’m feeling a bit impatient myself.”