“But you didn’t have a bad experience?” Nelson asked. “Things didn’t go too far?”
“No, nothing like that. But it was such a turnoff. I kept laughing at my boyfriend, and he didn’t appreciate it.”
Samuel could tell from the look on Nelson’s face that he wasn’t concerned about being laughed at, but Nelson didn’t bother putting it into words. “How about a few swats on your ass?”
“Sure.”
Nelson tilted his head a little. “You like forceful men. I think you’ll enjoy what I do, but maybe next time.”
Next time? “Whoa,” Samuel said. “This is a one-time only thing. That was the deal. Right?”
Nelson held up both hands. “Ok. Sorry. I’m getting ahead of myself. But if this is only a one-time thing, I have to confess that I’d enjoy dominating Kimberly. I didn’t have my heart set on it before, but I think you’ve got a submissive side, Kimberly, and it would be an honor to explore that with you.” He rolled off the bed and entered a walk-in closet that Samuel estimated to be larger than his bedroom—Samuel’s family had money, and he’d benefited from a trust when he turned 20. His bedroom was generous by normal standards, but Nelson made him feel broke.
Samuel tried to distract himself, trying to remain calm. Nelson might have agreed that it was a one-night party, but Samuel wasn’t born yesterday; Nelson was going to push for more. Samuel couldn’t allow himself to share Nelson’s optimism that this would work out longer than that. One night with Kimberly was fine, but if they did it again, he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. He’d want her, all of her… living together and celebrated anniversaries and the whole pathetic thing. That was for other people. Not for a man like him.
“Here they are!” Nelson emerged from the closet dangling a pair of pink, fuzzy handcuffs. “See? Nothing hard core.”
Samuel looked at Kimberly. She wasn’t laughing, but she didn’t look convinced.
“I’m just going to put these next to the bed,” Nelson said. If you think you’d enjoy them, they’ll be close.” He lowered his voice. “It’d be a shame if I was balls-deep in you but had to stop to dig out toys,” he said, smiling wickedly.
Kimberly covered her mouth to hide a nervous giggle, and Samuel felt his cock slowly coming back to life. Whether she was coy or brazen, he loved her voice and her mannerisms. She was complex and smart and interesting.
And she hadn’t once looked at him like she was disgusted. At least, not yet. She hadn’t seen him sucking a man’s dick yet, hadn’t watched him take it in the ass and beg to be fucked harder.
He slid off the bed and stood next to Nelson. He moved in for a kiss, but Nelson pushed him back with one brawny arm. “Strip,” Nelson ordered.
Samuel removed his socks and boxers and stood nude for Nelson’s appreciation. The handsome man appraised him slowly, his attention lingering on Samuel’s cock, and Samuel snapped to full-mast. Nelson was measuring him, and Samuel knew he didn’t disappoint in that department. He was larger than average, and he knew how to use every inch.
Finally Nelson nodded, and he pressed his hand on Samuel’s shoulder. Samuel knelt in front of Nelson’s majestic body. Nelson was fully hard, and clear moisture beaded on the swollen head.
“Hands behind your back,” Nelson instructed.
Samuel obeyed. He could deep throat with the best of them. Maybe he hadn’t had many partners, but he’d made them count. He leaned forward and captured Nelson’s bobbing organ in his mouth. Inch by inch, he swallowed the shaft, keeping everything wet. Once he got his lips wrapped ar
ound the base, he began working in earnest.
“Yeah,” Nelson growled, his hand resting lightly on Samuel’s head. Nelson moved a few steps so that Samuel was backed up against the bed, cool wood behind his shoulders and the mattress behind his head and neck. A moment later, a pair of lovely, feminine legs appeared.
Nelson pushed into him, hard, and Samuel was pinned by the man’s cock. He closed his eyes and accepted this fate as Nelson repeatedly slammed himself into Samuel’s mouth.
Samuel slid his hands up Kimberly’s smooth calves. Her muscles were tense, so whatever Nelson was doing to her had to be good.
Samuel wished he could see it, but he also appreciated having his mouth used like this. He’d always had a fantasy about kneeling in front of a glory hole and sucking whatever poked through, but he lived in the real world, and he was far too levelheaded to chance catching something like that. This was every bit as good. Actually, it was better because he knew his partner was hot… and unlike a glory hole, he couldn’t get away until Nelson released him.
Kimberly’s legs clamped around Samuel’s ears.
“Hold her legs apart,” Nelson growled, and Samuel did. Take off your clothes, get on your knees, suck my cock, hold her open… Nelson was demanding, and it was exactly what they needed… someone to direct the action so that they didn’t all end up sitting around and wondering what to do next.
Kimberly tried to bring her legs together, and Samuel had to fight to keep her from squeezing his head off. Judging from her joyous little moans, she was about to come again. Samuel’s cock jerked. He wanted to watch her.
But it wasn’t meant to be. Kimberly was practically hyperventilating she was breathing so fast, and she would have kicked him in the head as she came if he hadn’t had a firm grip on her. In the meantime, Nelson was redefining the meaning of the word hard; his prick was the kind of stiff that could hurt a man. Samuel sucked as best he could, trying to bring Nelson over the edge.
But Nelson stepped back, breathless himself, a wild look in his eyes. “I’m going to fuck her, and I want you to lick around us.”
Samuel hefted his balls and groaned as he raised himself up a little. Nelson was only ordering him to fulfill his deepest, darkest desire.
Kimberly’s chest was heaving, her hair wild around her face. She smiled when she saw him.