(Liam's POV - Sun. 27 October 2013)
I love being sprawled across Joshua's strong and naked chest, feeling his warmth and his powerful muscles against my own flat and slim torso. I still wonder what such a gorgeous man finds attractive in my more than common body. I know each people have their own tastes, but I just don't understand why he chose me rather than someone who would match his handsomeness in a better way.
Joshua never misses to praise me whenever I do something good though, and he also says how beautiful I am, so I try to tell myself that I fit in his own likings, otherwise he wouldn't have me here with him, I guess. Also, attraction is not only a matter of good looks, so perhaps there are other things he likes in me, but it still feels weird to be dating such a man, especially as this is my first experience.
This morning, he had me work out for two hours with Jason, his personal coach, and the session was much more intense than last week. I've never been athletic, gym classes were the only ones where I slacked at school, so it comes as no surprise that this rule about working out is one that doesn't sit well with me.
However, I learned my lesson well last Sunday, and I didn't repeat the grumpy mood. Being bent over the bed and spanked was humiliating and painful enough - although I'm pretty sure he refrained on his strength and took it easy with me. Yet, the sting caused by his hand over my bottom had something arousing and only my dismay at disappointing him prevented me from getting a full hard-on at that time.
I don't know what's wrong with me, but I really enjoyed the slight pain the spanking provoked, and the smacking sound of each slap against my skin turned me on a little more. Within the last two weeks, I have discovered so much about myself and what my body appreciates, things I would have never expected of me, I just can't wait until Joshua shows me even more.
In fact, what I thought was a torture room in the beginning is slowly turning into a pleasure room. All these weird pieces of furniture and kinky accessories scared me a little at first, but it's not the case anymore. I wouldn't be able to describe how I felt when Joshua tied me to the cross for the first time. Being completely restrained and at the mercy of someone who could do whatever they want with you, abuse your body to their heart's content, is absolutely enthralling. As Joshua explained, it requires that I entirely trusted him, which I did and this is probably why I relished in the sensations, exactly like I did yesterday morning when he tied me to the cross again, with my back facing him this time.
Accepting this new facet of my personality is not so easy though, and I'm not completely at ease with all the kinky stuff yet - like the plug Joshua has ordered me to use for two hours every day. On Tuesday, I almost skipped my butthole training; after all, my Master was in Florida, so how would he know I didn't fulfill my assignment? It was until he called me in the early evening to ask how my day went and how I was feeling with the plug in. I had to admit I hadn't put it in yet and he reminded me that it was for my own good and part of my training anyway, so despite my embarrassment, I obeyed and complied with the little exercise, glad that Shannon was not home for another week.
The next couple of weeks might be a little more tricky. Joshua said I was to continue this training with two bigger sizes of plugs, and I wonder where I am going to hide them at home. What if Shan searches my bedroom and comes across the incriminating objects? That would mean endless jokes and teasing!!
"What was this sigh about, Pet?" Joshua suddenly asks as his hand gropes one of my buttocks, causing his cum to leak from my hole - another bizarre sensation I like a lot. We are cuddling after this weekend's second round of sex, and I must admit that training daily with the plug might have helped a little because I don't feel as sore as I did a week ago.
"Did I sigh?" I ask innocently.
"Yes, you did, or I wouldn't ask..." he snorts. "Are you bored?"
"No... not at all. I'm rather comfortable," I reply, chuckling.
"Well, I'm sorry to disturb your comfort, but..." he trails off, flipping us over so that he now hovers over me, "it's time to get ready and go to the club."
Ugh! I had almost forgotten about that!
"Do I really need to do this?" I whine, my fingers trying to reach for the little buds on his chest which - as I recently discovered - can be quite sensitive, but he grabs my wrists and firmly holds them above my head.
"Are you willing to disobey an order, Pet?" he growls playfully against my lips.
"No... Master..."
"Then yes, you have to do this. Jeremy is a very good Submissive, you could learn a lot from him, and I'm sure you two will get along. Now let's go shower and get ready," he says, briefly pecking the tip of my nose, before he gets up from the bed, leaving me feeling cold without his warmth.
Stifling another sigh, I follow him out of the playroom and into the master bedroom. Once we have showered and dressed, I grab my backpack and we head out to the garage where he unlocks the SUV.
The ride to the club is pretty silent on my side since Joshua takes a call from Allan. Damn! Don't these men ever stop working? I easily tune them out thinking about the guy I'm supposed to meet this afternoon. Just because I opened up to Joshua and agreed to be his Submissive doesn't mean that I'm feeling more confident discussing the lifestyle with a stranger, even if said-stranger is in the lifestyle too.
Somehow, these thoughts take me back to last Monday when Joshua drove me to the club after work.
On Sunday evening, he called to inform me he had spoken with his friend Aaron and told him how great I had been doing over the weekend, so much so that he deemed me ready to take the certification test. They had both agreed to schedule it on Monday evening and Joshua wanted to let me know. Since I was almost asleep when he called, I didn't really dwell on this, but the following day was quite stressful knowing I would be facing another Dominant - the Master Dom at that!! - in the evening. On our way there, Joshua reassured me the best he could, explaining how things would happen, then saying it was merely a formal test and how he believed I would do great.
And indeed, it was exactly as he said... except for the the fact that instead of only having Aaron testing me, his two other friends Mark and Camden participated too. Even though I had my eyes lowered and couldn't see the expression on his face, I think Joshua wasn't too happy about their presence as his body tensed beside me and his voice was rather dry. They all led me to what they called a private room - which was pretty much the same as Joshua's playroom at home - where they asked me to strip to my boxer briefs and tested me on the basic submissive postures. They also left me kneeling at display for about twenty minutes while they stood and talked in front of me, but I didn't flinch. I remained perfectly still and quiet, and was highly praised for my performance.
Finally, we spent another half hour in Aaron's office where we went through all the rules of the Black Diamond and I had to fill in several forms. The Master Dom also got a copy of our contract, then asked me several questions to make sure I really wanted this. Although he agreed to certify me as an Submissive member of the club, he insisted that I meet with another Sub to discuss about the lifestyle before my first official night. According to him, it's important to hear the point of view of someone who is on my side of the lifestyle and will help me to go through the routine preparation on my first visits.
"Liam... Liam! We're here, Baby..." Joshua says, gently squeezing my knee.
"Oh... already...?"
"You were daydreaming again," he chuckles.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn't see any of the landscape and I realize that we are now parked behind the club indeed. Joshua quickly gets out to open my door and I follow him to the entrance that leads to the Master Dom's office. When we walk in, Aaron is at his desk and there's a young man sitting on the couch, playing on his mobile phone.
Jeremy, I guess.
He looks barely twenty years old, although I could be wrong, and I can't help a smile when I see that we are dressed similarly, in black skinny jeans and a gray long-sleeved tee-shirt. However, this is where the resemblance ends because his tousled hair is as black as mine is blond, and his skin is more toned than mine. The smile that spreads across his face when we walk in reveals a set of perfectly white teeth, and weirdly enough, the discreet mischievousness in his eyes reminds me a bit of Shannon.
As Joshua goes to greet and hug his friend, Jeremy stands up and lowers his eyes in perfect submission.
"Good afternoon, Jeremy. Thank you very much for being here today," Joshua says.
"Good afternoon, Sir! It's my pleasure!" Jeremy replies cheerfully, yet his voice full of respect, before he turns to me. "I guess you are Liam?" he asks softly, his intense brown eyes locking to my blue, and I nod with a smile.
"Look up, Boys!" Master Aaron interferes and we both raise our heads. "Yes, this is Liam, Buddy. And Liam, this is Jeremy," he says as he focuses on me. "I think Jeremy is the best candidate to mentor you, Liam. He's been in the lifestyle and a member of the Black Diamond for four years now. I'm sure you two will get along greatly!" he explains with a lot of fondness in his voice. "The Subs' room should be quiet at this time of day, so you guys can go and settle there to discuss."
"Be good, Baby," Joshua whispers before he pecks my lips and dismisses us.
Jeremy takes my hand and leads me along the corridor and to the left before he stops by a double door that bears the letters S and R and the inscriptions Subs' and Room underneath. We walk into the darkness, but when Jeremy switches the light on, it reveals a huge room. There are lockers and wooden benches on the left side, and several tables and chairs on the right side in what looks like a kitchen area with sinks, refrigerators and microwave ovens. I can distinguish another area at the far end of the room, but it is too dark to see.
"Welcome to the Subs' room, Liam!" Jeremy cheers. "This is where we, most of the Subs, meet before we go to the Black Diamond. This is our haven, where no Doms are allowed other than Master Aaron and his security. Some Subs prefer to prepare before they go to the club, and others will choose to prep in their Master's private room, but most of us do it here because... It's just more fun," he explains with a wink and a shrug of his shoulders.
"What do you mean with prepare?" I ask curiously.
"Well, you know... Things you have to do before you get to play with your Master..." he stutters. "But we'll see that later! We usually meet here to have dinner and talk, then there are showers over there at the back to clean up..." he explains, waving at the facilities with his hand. "How old are you, Liam?" he then softly asks as we settle at one of the tables.
"Almost twenty-one... And you?"
"I recently turned twenty-three."
"Wow... You look much younger!" I exclaim. I swear this guy barely looks twenty!
"I know," he says, wrinkling his nose and grinning. "This is what people always tell me, and that's probably because I stopped aging in my head when I was twenty... or maybe even before..." he laughs. "So, what brought you into this lifestyle?" he asks arching an eyebrow.
"Joshua did..." I reply, suddenly wishing I had asked Joshua for instructions on what I can say or not. What if I reveal too much? What if I say things I'm not supposed to?
"Don't worry, Liam," he says, resting a hand over mine on the table. "I'm not going to fire you with questions..."
"It's just... I don't know how much I can tell you..."
"No problem!" he cheers with another genuine smile. "I could tell you that you can trust me and that I won't repeat anything to anyone, but one of the first rules you should know is that if you're not sure about anything, ask your Dominant. This is super important. I can provide you with much advice on our role as Submissives, but if you ever have any doubt, you should always ask your Dom because he's the one who knows better. But anyway, I'm here to answer all your questions, so just shoot!" he adds, leaning back into his chair.
"Do you... Do you have a Dominant? I mean..." I ask with much hesitation, feeling like I'm intruding.
"Don't be so shy, Liam. I have no problem answering any question! I'm not into a contract with a Dominant at the moment, but I had two fairly-long relationships over the past four years," he says, a glint of melancholy tainting his eyes, but it's only brief and he quickly recovers his cheerfulness. "The last one ended after almost two years when Master Siegfried had to move back to Germany. He did offer me to follow him there, but I declined..."
"Germany? It could have been a nice experience..."
"Yeah, but our relationship wasn't really serious... I mean, there were no real feelings. I was with him because..." he begins to explain, weirdly looking at the entrance door. "Because I need someone to guide me, otherwise, I tend to go overboard, and do stupid things," he says, rolling his eyes at the door. "Anyway, he was nice and I enjoyed quite a few hot scenes with him, but that was it. I much preferred the one I had before..." he adds, nostalgia back in his tone.
"Can you tell me about how you feel... being a Submissive? Do you have a Dominant by the way??" I ask after a minute of hesitation, making him laugh more.
"What happened with the previous Dom? If I may ask, of course..." I whisper meekly.
I truly feel like I am invading his privacy, but at the same time, I'm getting curious. How could he be in a relationship with a Dominant for two years without growing real feelings? I can't say I love Joshua just yet - for crying out loud, I don't even know what loving someone means!! - but I know my attachment to him is increasing, and I'm not sure I could stay with him if it weren't the case.
"Oh..." he begins, a shadow casting his face. I feel guilty for bringing up sad memories obviously. "Master Gary was just the best... Unfortunately, he had to move to Asia about two years ago, so our contract terminated," he explains, shrugging his shoulders and smiling, but I can tell there's more to it. However, I won't prod more than he's willing to confide.
"I'm sorry if I..."
"Oh don't!! Don't worry, it's all in the past!" he replies more cheerfully. Yeah right... I don't believe you... "So, right now I am what you could call a one-night-stand Sub. That simply means that I don't have a contract with a Dom and I'm not willing to for now. Maybe a bit later, if I really have to. But for now, I'm just enjoying myself, trying one-night-stand Doms whenever I want to... play!" he continues mischievously and grinning at me.
I can't help a slight blush to cover my face. He is basically telling me that he changes partners almost every night and of course, that has to remind me of Shannon.
"Are you shocked?" he asks softly after a few seconds of silence.
"No, not at all!! I'm not judging you!" I reply quickly and with honesty as he frowns again at the entrance door.
"I doubt Master Aaron will let me play that game for very long, anyway. I'll soon have to look for a new Dominant for a long-term relationship," he grumbles.
What the heck does he mean? Why would the Master Dom interfere? Isn't Jeremy free to choose his status within the club? He remains silent though, so I try to change the subject.
"How do you feel as a Submissive? I mean... What do you like in submission?" I eventually ask.
"Now, that's a hard one..." he replies thoughtfully, thinking it over for a few seconds before a lustful expression displays on his face. "On the sex side, BDSM is just a huge nest for intense sensations. How could I explain this...? Even if it's for a one-night thing, a Dom will know all your favorite activities and limits. If he accepts to play with you, you can be sure he will know how to drive your urges and desires, and unless you are being punished, the ultimate goal is a blissful orgasm, or more. Giving up control during sex turns me on like nothing else... It's... It's like... accepting to follow a path on which you fulfill the Dom's sexual needs and fantasies, and in return, you get the ultimate satisfaction, the powerful earthquake that knocks you out for some time. Do you see what I mean?"
"Yeah, I think I do..." I reply, blushing when I remember all the powerful sensations I've had since I met Joshua.
"But a D/S relationship is not all about sex, obviously. When you're in a contracted relationship with a Dom, like you with Master Joshua, it goes far beyond sex. Of course, it can only work with someone you trust, and it means... surrendering all powers to that person. Your Dom will guide you not only to become a better man, because he knows what's best for you, but he will also relieve you of all worries, stress and issues that may occur by making decisions for you. All you have to do is follow his lead because you can trust him to do the right choices for you."
"Sometimes, it sounds a bit... too much," I whisper in answer. "Like... I would lose the one I am..."
"No, of course not. Surrendering and obeying rules doesn't mean your personality is going to fundamentally change. Of course, there are aspects that he will try to modify, but it's only for the better. If a Sub is addicted to drugs or self-harms for example, he'll make him quit by providing him with other means to cope with distress. If a Sub, and that might be your case, lacks self-confidence or is too shy, he'll help to gain self-trust and to become more easy-going. It's not about losing your chirpiness for instance," Jeremy explains with a wink.
"It sounds better when you put it like this..." I murmur, pondering on his words.
"I believe you can trust Master Joshua to be a great Dominant in that matter... I mean, he's one of the Big Four, and I guess he must have already taught you a lot of the basics?"
"Yes, he has. But it's still all new to me..."
"What scares you the most?"
"Oh, I'm not really scared about anything. It's just this... abandoning-yourself-to-someone thing that feels a bit weird... like the Dominant has full control on your life..."
"Like I said, you don't have to give up control on all aspects of your life. Communication is very important, and if there are things that bother you, you should always tell him. Of course, Master Joshua has some sort of control on your life, but you can also compromise. In any case, what you need to remember is that Master Joshua must have fixed some goals for you, and for you to achieve these goals, he must have set rules that you must have agreed to and need to follow. But don't forget about your safewords. They apply to sex during a scene, but you can use them in other circumstances if necessary. If you think Master Joshua goes too far at some point, just tell him..."
"Okay, I see..."
I already knew this, but hearing it from another Submissive feels different and it honestly reassures me a lot.
"Have you already gotten your first punishment?" he asks with a small smile and I feel my face flush again. "I guess I can take it as a yes..." he chuckles. "New Subs are often scared by discipline, but it doesn't seem to be your case. Just don't worry too much about it anyway. It's part of the lifestyle, and however embarrassing it may be, just know that Doms don't punish Subs to satisfy their sadistic urges. Well, there's a bit of that, but it's mostly to teach the Sub a lesson so that he doesn't repeat his mistakes. The purpose is for the Sub to progress until he becomes a better man, that's it. If the Dom simply lectures his Sub, he might understand the lesson, but the punishment will definitely bury the lesson learned in his head. It's like... the plug you hammer in a wall and that will hold the screw tighter... if you see what I mean..."
"Do you work in construction?" I ask with a chuckle.
"How did you know!?" he laughs out. "I work in masonry indeed! Jokes aside, don't freak out about punishments. And if that's one thing you were afraid of, you might get to like them actually..." he adds, blushing a little.
For a long moment, Jeremy tells me a bit more about his past experiences with various Doms and about the club in general. I learn that he sometimes plays scenes with Master Aaron - that's when he is not in a contract with a Dominant - and he also recently had a threesome with Master Mark and another Dom.
I hope Joshua never asks me to do this... I might set it as a hard limit because I can't imagine sharing him with another Sub, or him sharing me with another Dom. Jeremy says it's a fantastic experience, and maybe I'll change my mind with time, but for now, this is not something I would like to try. I have a quick thought for Shan and his weird experiences. If he knew, he would certainly tell me to try it!
Jeremy is really a kind guy in the end, and I don't regret this long conversation we've had. I have known him for barely two hours, and I already feel comfortable around him. Master Aaron was right! Jeremy might become a good friend and someone I can confide to. We end up talking about our current jobs - though I don't reveal for which company I work - until I realize we have been here for nearly two hours and that Joshua might get impatient waiting for me.
"I think we should go..." I finally say. "Thank you so much for your time, it was really interesting."
"You're most welcome! I'll tell you more over time, but feel free to ask questions if you have any. Also, I'll make sure I'm here to help you on your first official visit as Sub. Do you know when Master Joshua plans to spend an evening at the club?"
"I'm not sure... He mentioned we might come next weekend..."
"Great! I'll see you next weekend then!" he cheers. "That's cool! You're much nicer than his previous S..." he begins to say but stops in his tracks, though I understand what he was going to reveal. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said that... just... forget it please..."
"No problem... that's fine..." I reassure him, even if I am dying to ask him to tell me more.
When Joshua drives me back to my apartment a bit later, he is happy to find out that I really had a good time with Jeremy, and confirms that we will go to the Black Diamond on Saturday. Since Jeremy gave me his phone number before we left, I'll be able to let him know so that we can meet at the club. It is nearly 6 pm when Joshua parks in front of my building, and I know that he needs to hurry back home to get some work done, so I grab my backpack at my feet and lean over to him for a kiss.
"There's something for you in the glove box," he says with a smug smile when he breaks our kiss.
I lean back to open the compartment in front of me and find a box, similar to the one I hid in the trash can last week.
"Size two, Baby... Enjoy..." he whispers playfully, wriggling his eyebrows.
"Ugh... thanks..." I reply as I swiftly open the package, pull out the plug and shove it my bag before I put the empty wrapping back where it was with a smile.
"What do you think you're doing, Liam?"
"I'd rather this package goes to your trash can than mine," I say with a grin before I quickly peck his lips again and hurry out of the car.
I rush into my building, ignoring his growl as he calls my name. Once inside my apartment, I look through the window and see that he has left, and I am soon distracted by a ping coming from my phone, indicating I have received a text.
6:03 pm - Joshua: You're in trouble, Pet. Your ass better be ready tomorrow... 😈
He's got to be joking... I didn't do anything really wrong.
6:07 pm - Liam: What have I done wrong? Are you going to spank me? 😳
Before I can hope for a reply, my phone goes off and I pick up a call from Shannon who is obviously excited to come back home tomorrow if I judge by his squeals, saying they have finished. They just need to put everything back into place and will hit the road right away.
"Can I wake you up when I get home?" he asks.
"No way! You'd better not Shan! I have a huge day tomorrow and I need to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow..."
"Oh come on... You haven't seen me in three weeks and I'm sure you slept all weekend long!!" he accuses.
Like hell I did sleep all weekend long!! But that's not something he can guess, obviously!
"I didn't spend the last two days sleeping, Shan..."
"What? Did you have another weekend of work at your boss's place? I'll have to talk to him if he treats you as a slave..." he grumbles. Hearing my sigh, he continues: "Okay, fine! Can you at least promise you'll get home early enough tomorrow so that we can spend the evening together?"
"I'll see what I can do, Chipmunk. My boss is flying out on Tuesday afternoon so I might have to wrap up a few things before he leaves... But I promise I'll do my best..."
"Okay! As long as we get to spend the evening together, that's fine!" he eventually cheers, back to his usual good mood.
Once I have hung up with Shannon and replied to Joshua's last text - one that simply said I might... - I go to the bathroom to put my plug in. Right... I don't need to give details about that, or how uncomfortable it is to clean up the apartment with the damn toy brushing against my prostate with every move I make. It doesn't help that Joshua keeps sending me hot texts after he has reached his house.
In the end, he says I won't get spanked tomorrow, but he regrets he didn't keep me at his place tonight because he is horny as hell knowing I have the plug up my ass. When I complain about the larger size compared to the one I had last week, he tells me I'd better do my training properly to prepare for the next one... Damn! I wonder how big size 3 will be!
* * *
The following morning, I get early in the office thanks to Shannon who almost kicked me out of my bed in his agitated sleep. What the hell was he doing in my bed in the first place? Seeing how he looked tired though, I didn't have the heart to shoe him out and got up at 5:30 to make breakfast for two. I left him his share and got ready for work, which explains why it is only 7:00 when I land on the 21st floor.
Of course Joshua is already in and I try to ignore the little flutters in my belly at imagining him behind the frozen windows. I drop my jacket on the back of my chair and go to the meeting room to prepare some coffee. My waist is suddenly encircled by strong arms, and the delicious smell of Joshua's cologne invades my nostrils as he leans down to kiss my jaw.
"Have you missed me so much that you had to be so early in the office?" he purrs in my ear.
"Hmm... no... I was just kicked out of bed at 5:30," I whisper back.
Joshua's hold tenses and tightens around me, and I realize that sometimes, I shouldn't be so straightforward... or honest.
"Huh... thanks! That was quite frank!" he grumbles, as one of his hands runs down toward my groin and starts fondling my privates. I suddenly remember that there is a camera on the opposite wall of the meeting room and writhe to disentangle from his grip, without success though.
"Joshua... There's a cam over there..." I breathe out, already panting as my little soldier is swelling in my pants.
"I know. There's another one in the elevator..." he blows in my ear, still massaging my hard-on. "You know... the one where we kissed... But don't worry, only Tony has access to these and he already knows for us. Besides, he doesn't spend his time watching the video surveillance," he chuckles, finally letting go of me.
Oh God! Does this mean Tony saw the kiss a few weeks ago? Thank goodness, I remember he was already outside of the building, waiting by the car, when it happened!
"That's no reason!" I mutter while I finish preparing our coffees. Once done, I head back to his office where I put one mug on his desk and keep mine in my hand.
"Is it that embarrassing?" he asks with a smirk after he has shut the door.
"A bit, yeah..."
"Thanks for the coffee, Liam. Please sit down. So? What kicked you out of bed if it was not an irresistible urge to see me?" he asks half-seriously, half-jokingly.
Well done, Liam! You should definitely think twice before saying such things! Now you'll have to tell him about Shannon sleeping in your bed!
"It was... It was my friend Shannon. He came back home during the night," I explain as naturally as I can, but my voice is far from confident.
"Nice... So if I understand well, your friend came back in the middle of the night and decided to wake you up earlier than you already do?" he asks, cocking an eyebrow.
"No, not at all! He... I didn't hear him get back and he must have crashed in my bed," I try to explain, feeling myself blush a little. "And at some point, he became a bit agitated in his sleep, and he almost kicked out of bed, and..."
"He was sleeping in your bed?" he repeats, apparently dumbfounded.
All traces of amusement have disappeared from his face, replaced by annoyance, and I feel the heat spread over my face even more. I should have guessed he wouldn't like that too much, but at the same time, nothing wrong happened.
"Yes, he was... but Shannon is my best friend, so you know..." I stutter in a small voice, daring another glance at him only to find out that his eyes have darkened. Rather than looking back down though, I hold his stare because I'm getting a little pissed by his attitude. I haven't done anything wrong! "It's like brothers sharing the same bed, nothing more!" I continue firmly. "Shan can be a bit clingy at times, but it's just brotherly affection. We haven't seen each other in three weeks, and won't get to meet until tonight, so..."
"I was actually expecting you to stay at my place tonight since I'm traveling for the rest of the week," he interrupts me, his voice quite stern.
"I can't. Not tonight. I promised Shan we would catch up," I reply firmly. There's no way I'm going to ditch my friend tonight.
"What if I ordered you to stay at my place instead?" he insists, squinting at me, but his phone goes off at this exact moment, causing him to sigh. "We'll resume this conversation later. By the way, we're having lunch outside today," he adds before he takes the call. "Pierce," he grunts into the phone.
I take it as my cue to leave and scurry out of his office, feeling sorry for his interlocutor.
Thank God, there's a stream of leadership people visiting Joshua this morning, one after the other, so I don't get another taste of his bad mood until Allan Brightman leaves his office around noon, laughing out loud as he shuts the door and goes to the lift.
A Lync window suddenly pops up on my screen, almost making me startle.
Come to my office and lock the door. Ugh!!!! I thought he wanted to go out for lunch!
Expecting a punishment, I am tempted to do as if I hadn't seen his message, but I guess it would only worsen the situation, so I get up and comply with his order. Just as I shut the door behind me, Joshua walks out of his attached bathroom, wearing a smug smile that doesn't bode anything good.
"Good and kneel on the couch, facing the wall," he says in a serious tone while he locks the door of his office.
Ugh, come on!! Not here!! Not in the office! My little soldier seems to disagree with my mind though as it starts swelling a bit in my pants. Suppressing a sigh, I walk to the couch and adopt the position he requested.
"Hands on the back of the couch," he orders as he begins to fumble with my belt and the fastener of my pants, that he tugs down to my knees with my boxer briefs. "Bend over a little more, Pet, butt out..."
Obeying, I prepare myself for a spanking, but I hear the sound of a cap being popped open. Soon, I feel his fingers smearing lube at my entrance, gently probing and stretching before something cold and larger than two digits slips inside, making me moan and causing my cock to harden a little more. Oh Gosh! What does he have in mind here? Once the toy is fully settled in with only a small handle stuck between my buttocks, Joshua dresses me up again and pulls me back to my feet.
"How are you feeling, Pet?" he asks as he tenderly wraps me in his arms.
"Full..." I reply with a shy smile, but that makes him chuckle before he recovers his seriousness.
"If I can't have you tonight, I'm going to fuck you after lunch, but since I have a call at 1:30, I won't have enough time to prepare you properly, so I'll let the plug do the job," he explains, concluding with one of the wildest kisses he has ever given me.
Embarrassment, excitement and lust are the cocktail of emotions that dominate me over the next hour. I think this plug is the same size as the new one I have at home and I can definitely feel it, even if I'm trying to sit quietly on my chair. The fact that Joshua has a seat beside me and keeps checking on my erection every so often doesn't help. At least, he seems to enjoy himself!
To be honest, after an hour edged like this, I couldn't tell what we talked about or what I ate exactly, because I am too focused on containing my building orgasm. All I know is that I eat hastily, hoping to end this sweet torture as soon as possible, and I'm glad that Joshua doesn't take his time either. In fact, as his eyes darken more and more throughout our meal, I understand that he's in a similar anticipation as I am.
As a matter of fact, the moment we hit the 21st floor, Joshua impatiently drags me to the bathroom and pins me against the sink counter, my back to his chest. The mirror in front of me throws me the reflection of two hungry men, but I quickly cast my eyes down when I see that he is staring too. Within seconds, Joshua has taken off my jacket and pulled my pants down, freeing only right foot from the trousers and underwear.
"Bend over, Pet!"
As I lean over to rest my elbows on the counter, Joshua grabs my right leg and sets my knee on the sink, exposing my entrance and the plug handle that blocks its access. For a minute, he just plays with the toy, thrusting it in and out, slowly at first, then more roughly, and I can't help moaning each time he hits my sweet spot.
"Beautiful..." he purrs when he eventually retrieves the damn object. "You're all open to welcome me, Pet. Let me just add a bit of lube."
Things go very fast from here. I feel the cold liquid run along the crack of my ass. I hear the brief sound of a zipper being pulled down. The next second, Joshua slams into my hole and buries himself deep inside of me in one go, making me groan in both pleasure and pain. He still gives me a minute to adjust, rubbing my back, but then he firmly grips my hips and begins to pound into my ass, quickly reaching a rough pace.
After only a couple of minutes, Joshua leans over my back. His left hand sneaks around my hip to reach for my erection and the other one grabs my jaw, forcing me to look in the mirror. The intense lust I witness in our eyes only stirs up the fire that has been building in my balls. My muffled moans merge with his low groans as he relentlessly rocks his hips in perfect harmony with his hand stroking my shaft. This is just so hot!!
When I eventually get to hear his permission to come, I squeeze my eyes shut and let all the sticky warmth explode from my body while Joshua climaxes deep inside of me in a loud grunt that I hope nobody can hear. This is the first time he takes me so roughly and I loved the intensity. I might change my mind when I have to sit for the rest of the afternoon on my chair, but it was worth it.
After a few more seconds, and while we are still catching our breath, Joshua slowly pulls out of me and uses a wet washcloth to clean us up.
"How are you doing?" he asks with concern when we are both dressed up again.
"A bit sore, but I'm fine," I reassure him with a smile.
"You'll remember me for a few hours, then..." he says softly, cupping my cheeks and staring down at me intensely. "You're sure you can't stay at my place tonight? You'll have the rest of the week with your friend..." he tries to suggest.
"I promised him already..." I reply apologetically, but I'm glad to see a genuine smile spread across his lips.
"It's okay, Liam. I can understand. Enjoy yourself with Shannon, and be a good boy," he whispers, leaning down to peck my lips before he opens the door.
His desk phone rings at that moment, and as he hurries to take the call, I scurry back to my desk and drown myself into work.
I review the details of his trip to New York, making sure I haven't forgotten anything - hotel, restaurants, transfers - and spend the rest of the afternoon updating various files. At half past five, knowing that Joshua will be in the current conference call for another couple of hours, I pack my things up and tidy my desk.
Just as I am about to go and wave him goodbye, his door is flung open and there he is, leaning his side against the doorframe, beckoning me to come closer while he listens to the conversation in his headset. I smile as he grabs my tie and pulls me to his lips for a chaste kiss. He mouths a See you tomorrow before he gets back inside, and I head to the elevator.
I'm really glad we have the whole floor to ourselves, but I wonder how things will be when Ally comes back from her maternity leave. I guess that what happened after lunch won't be possible anymore... And I also wonder what I will be doing when I no longer work with him.
With these thoughts in mind, I head back home, eager to face the overwhelming tornado that Shannon is. It comes as no surprise that I get assailed by squeals and hugs as soon as I step into our apartment, but I must admit that this is mutual. It feels so good to see him again.
That's when I realize that despite all the effervescence of the past three weeks, I really missed my best friend and his crazy self. Shannon might sound a bit weird and overactive, but in truth, once you get to know him, he's just a wonderful person and a great friend. You just can't ignore him when he's around, he can be a bit overbearing, but you can't not miss him when he's away. He's so full of liveliness, like a toy on springs or as if he had ants in his pants; you can't stop him, he's inexhaustible. So much so that you sometimes with you had a remote control to put him on pause, but when he's away, you realize that your life misses something, as if it was empty and dreary.
Well, mine is not so empty or dreary anymore since I have Joshua now, but that's the spirit... I truly missed him.
"You and I need to talk," he says very seriously once we have calmed down. "You owe me some explanations and believe me, I'm gonna give you hell until I get all my answers!" he warns me, poking his finger on my chest.
"Is that so?" I reply, cocking an eyebrow, but he only answers with a shrug of his shoulders and by folding his arms across his chest. He is definitely not as impressive as Joshua - much smaller too... and not as large... not as scary either - but I know him by heart, and I can be certain he means what he says. "Okay. Just give me half an hour to shower and change, and then I'm all yours..." I reply with a smirk, realizing how that might sound. "Hmm not completely yours... but you know what I mean, right? Well... whatever... order some pizza..." I stutter, which makes him burst out laughing.
"Liam Reed... I swear you're going to suffer tonight..." he warns me again in a sadistic tone as I turn around and head for the bathroom.
Ugh... this is going to be so painful!
I take all my time in the bathroom and even hear the guy delivering the pizza, but when the water turns cold, I finally decide to get out and deal with my inquisitive friend. I just put on a pair of boxer briefs and a tee-shirt, then go to the living room where Shan has already set up everything on the coffee table. From the smug look on his face, I guess he is more than ready to shoot a load of questions and I doubt I will escape from his inquisition, but I still give it a try.
"So, how was it at the farm? Did you enjoy your stay there? Was work interesting? Did you make new friends?" I blurt out as I flop on the other side of the couch.
Sometimes, attack is the best form of defense, they say! But not always... Shan squints at me before a smirk draws on his lips, his brown bangs falling in front of his eyes as he breaks out into a loud laughter.
"It doesn't... work... like this... Bunny..." he pants between his giggles. "I shoot the questions first, then maybe, if we still have time, you might get to ask a few questions. Now you tell me! What's going on?"
"I don't know what you're talking about..." I mumble innocently as I take a slice of pizza and start munching on it. I just like teasing him a bit.
"Li... I love you and all, but don't take me for a fool..." he grumbles, eating his pizza too. "The first weekend I was away, I'm sure you lied when you said you slept all weekend long. Then the next one, you supposedly had a full day of work at your boss's place. And last weekend, you didn't call me at all. So...?" I give him a mischievous smile too. I never intended not to tell him, but it's so much fun to see him squirm in anticipation. "Damn! You're such a pain in the ass!"
Should I tell him that my ass hurts probably more than his does at the moment?
"Okay, okay... I'll tell you..." I trail off, wagging my eyebrows at him. "I'm dating my boss," I tell him point-blank, making him choke on his pizza and spit everything back in his plate. "Ugh Shan!!! That's gross!!"
"What did you just say!!?" he squeals in a high-pitched tone.
"I said you're gross!" I repeat innocently.
"No!! Before that!"
"Oh, I said: I date my boss..." I repeat with a light smirk.
"Are you serious!!? But which boss? The bastard who yelled at you or the boss as in... the big boss?"
"Hmm... the big one," I reply sheepishly after a minute. One full minute during which I imagined dating Derek the CFO... Eww!!! What a terrible image!
"Wow... since when?"
"About two weeks."
"Two weeks!!? Are you kidding me, Li? That would be the weekend you supposedly slept all the time..." he squeaks. "You know what, Liam Reed??? I hope you're ready for a full night up, because I want details. And I swear I'm gonna get them! Let me just go get some Red Bulls in the fridge..."
Oh shit...
Published on 25 Sept 2016
A/N: You many want to read the one-shot called Incestuous Fantasy in the book One Shots Of Black Moon, which is related to this specific chapter ;)