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Chris arrived home just after 7 pm, Steve had dinner on the table as he walked in.
“Fuck, man! I’ve been looking forward to this all day!” he enthused as he tucked in.
Steve smiled but said nothing.
“You’re unusually quiet tonight, is everything alright?” Chris asked after he’d eaten nearly half his food.
“Hmmm, yeah I’m fine. Just distracted, sorry babe,” Steve shrugged.
“Is it something I can help with?” Chris questioned.
“Hmmm perhaps,” Steve agreed cryptically.
“Oookay,” Chris nodded.
Steve didn’t say anything for awhile then he looked straight into Christian’s eyes and said, “I wanna tie you up and have you service me whilst I watch TV in bed.”
“Fuck!” Chris whispered, he could feel his cock harden at the thought of being used by his Dom.
“That sound good to you?” Steve asked.
“Yeah, that sounds fucking amazing, Steve!” Chris replied excitedly.
Steve smiled shyly, “it’s all I’ve been able to think about all day, been driving me crazy!”
Christian couldn’t believe that his laidback lover was actually blushing at a sexual fantasy.
“Oh I bet that was agony, darlin’,” Chris drawled, hoping his thickened accent would turn Steve on more.
“Fucking torture!” Steve sighed then with a slight smile, “it’s a good job you came home when you did, I was tempted to deal with it myself…”
Chris laughed and Steve never did finish his sentence.
Soon Christian found himself stood at the foot of the bed waiting for Steve.
Steve had disappeared into the closet and came back with a brown leather harness that perfectly matched the cuffs.
“I bought you this a while ago, I was waiting for the right time to give it to you. I figure that time was tonight, ” Steve explained as he held it up for Christian to see.
“Right?” Chris replied sceptically.
“I plan to tie your hands to the back of it,” Steve stated as he unbuckled the back.
Chris allowed Steve to put it on and it was quickly buckled up.
“Fuck that looks good on you sweetheart!” Steve exclaimed.
Christian looked down but couldn’t see what all the fuss was about.
“Thanks?” he replied.
Steve tugged on his hand, “come on, come see for yourself,” he said as he led his lover to the full-length mirror at other side of the room.
When Chris caught sight of himself in the tight leather harness that sat perfectly between his pecs, creating more definition, he could see exactly what Steve meant.
Fuck I do look good, he thought.
“See what I mean?” Steve asked in an awed whisper.
Christian nodded unable to verbalise how he felt.
Steve reached around and toyed with his sub’s nipples until Christian was moaning and pushing his chest up into his Dom’s hands.
“How about we make a deal?” Steve questioned as he continued to pinch and pull at the hardened nubs.
“Nnnngggh!” Chris moaned loudly at the question and the pressure on his chest.
Steve pulled the nipples away from his boyfriend’s chest then whispered in his ear, “I asked you a question, baby boy, I expect an answer,” he bit the ear lobe as he moved back.
“Yes, Steve,” Chris automatically responded.
“I’m going to loosely bind your hands behind your back. You’re gonna suck me, the better you make it the longer I’ll give you to escape your bondage. If you can free yourself, I’ll let you cum how ever you want. But fail to get free in time and you won’t cum today and I’ll spank you tomorrow before I let you cum. What d’ya reckon?” Steve explained.
Christian whined at the idea of being able to cum how ever he wanted, “please, Steve!” he begged.
“Perfect, I’ll fetch the rope,” Steve announced as he disappeared to the closet once again and reemerged with a bundle of soft, red cotton rope.
Steve grabbed the ring at the centre of the harness and pulled his sub back towards the bed.
Christian stumbled, not expecting to be moved so aggressively.
Steve loosely looped the rope around his sub’s wrists behind his back then around his biceps to ensure he couldn’t move his arms. Once Steve was happy with his knot-work.
“How does that feel baby boy?” He asked as he teased his fingers down Christian’s spine.
“Ggggood…st…Steve,” Chris moaned.
“Good boy,” Steve commented with a light slap to the ass.
“I’m gonna turn on the TV now. Then I’m gonna open my pants and you’re gonna suck me. Remember your ability as a cocksucker is crucial to you getting time to free yourself and therefore cum, so I expect your full attention,” Steve stated firmly.
He then shoved Christian down onto the bed before getting himself comfortable.
Christian snarled in indignation at being thrown onto the bed but he soon forgot his anger as he knew he had a job to do.
Steve had deliberately positioned himself as far away from his sub as he could whilst still sat on the bed.
Christian grumbled as he shuffled slowly towards Steve. “Ya coulda made it easier for me!” he complained once he’d made it to in-between his Dom’s legs.
Steve laughed and moved so that he could roll Chris back to the other side of the bed, landing on his back.
Steve laughed as Christian snarled and growled whilst trying to flip himself back onto his stomach to once again made the arduous journey across the bed.
“When did I give you the idea I wanted this to be easy for you?!” Steve questioned, just as Chris had got himself the right way around.
“I’d watch that mouth of yours if I were you, boy, it’ll get you into trouble,” Steve added.
“I thought you liked it when my mouth caused trouble, Sir?” Chris commented cheekily, but he instantly regretted it as once again rolled him onto his back.
“For fuck’s sake, Steve!” he snapped angrily.
Steve moved so that he was sat on Christian’s chest, putting extra pressure on his boyfriend’s shoulders.
“If you speak without permission again, you’ll spend the evening stood in that corner and you won’t cum for the rest of the week,” he announced coldly as he pointed to Christian’s usual spot.
“Do I make myself clear?!” Steve demanded as he stared angrily into his sub’s eyes.
Chris gulped. “yes, Sir,” he squeaked, mortified at his behaviour. He wasn’t sure why he was being so combative tonight, I need to do better he thought to himself.
“Good,” Steve eventually replied.
Christian whimpered desperate to speak but not wanting to get himself into trouble.
“What’s wrong sweetheart?” Steve asked softly.
“It hurts, Steve,” Christian mumbled embarrassed that he’d had to say it out loud.
Steve blushed slightly and climbed off his sub.
“Better?” Steve questioned.
“Yes, thank you, Steve,” Chris replied thankful he could breathe freely again.
Steve repositioned himself on the bed and this time Christian had no issue with shuffling in between his Dom’s legs and starting to nuzzle Steve’s cock.
Steve sighed happily and he felt himself relax allowing the TV and the sensations of Chris’ mouth to wash over him.
Chris was determined to show Steve how good he could be, he used every trick he could think of to please the other man.
Steve moaned loudly as he felt Christian humming when his cock was nestled in his sub’s throat.
“Fuck, baby boy, you were made for this…” he panted, “…that mouth of yours, fuck…those fucking cocksucking lips,” he whispered as Chris bobbed his head.
Christian felt his face warm at Steve’s words, equal parts pride and shame at the suggestion that this was what he was made to do.
It didn’t take long before Steve was cumming down his sub’s throat with a howl.
Christian instinctively began to pull away but a firm hand on the back of his head stopped him, “I never said we were done here,” Steve pointed out causing Christian to whimper.
“You’ll stay where you are until I decide you’re done. You can count this as punishment for your defiance early,”
Steve explained as he pushed his sub’s head back down until Chris’ nose was pressed up against his pubic bone.
Christian whined deep in his throat at the overwhelming feeling of being surrounded by Steve. He was struggling to breathe with his arms behind his back, his neck muscles were straining to keep his head high enough that he didn’t suffocate, he was pretty sure he was in hell but he knew he didn’t want to waste his energy now when he had to escape his bonds later.
Steve waited until he felt Christian relax knowing he’d dropped into subspace.
“Such a good boy,” he praised as he lifted his sub’s head, “you did so well, I’m so proud of you,” he continued as he rolled him onto his side.
It took a few minutes before Christian started to come back to Earth.
Initially, he was worried he’d done something wrong, “did I do good?” he slurred, “was it ok?”
Steve smiled brightly and said, “you were amazing baby boy, so fucking good for me, just like I knew you’d be!”
Christian hummed in response, enjoying the way the bubble of pride grew inside him at Steve’s generous words.
“Because you were so good for me, I’m going to let you tell me how long you think it’ll take you to free yourself,” Steve stated.
Christian experimentally wriggled his arms and hands trying to determine how easy it would be to get loose. “Erm…5 minutes, Steve?” he replied, not sure if that was anywhere near the time Steve had thought of.
“You asking or telling me?” Steve teased gently but before Christian could reply Steve conceded and agreed that 5 minutes was fine.
Steve dutifully set the timer on his phone and told Chris he could start. Steve felt his cock twitch watching Christian wriggle and squirm as he moaned and grunted trying to untangle himself.
By the time the timer went off his face and chest were red from exertion but he still wasn’t free. He growled in frustration at his failure, hiding his face in the comforter in embarrassment.
Steve rubbed Chris’ back reassuringly, “it’s alright, you were so close. Lemme untie you and we can cuddle properly, alright?” Steve whispered.
“Uh-huh,” Chris mumbled into the bedding.
Steve freed Chris in a matter of moments, proving that he hadn’t tricked his partner.
Steve quickly removed the harness and dropped them both down by the side of the bed to be dealt with later. Then he manoeuvred his boyfriend so that his head was resting on Steve’s chest, he carded his fingers through Christian’s hair.
“How are you feeling, baby?” Steve asked after a long silence.
Chris shrugged but didn’t say anything.
“Christian?” Steve whispered softly, hoping that the other man would answer him but when no answer came he murmured, “Chris?”
There was another long pause before Christian replied with, “hmmmm?”
“Are you ok?” Steve pushed, needing to know what was going on inside his partner’s head.
“Hmmm, yeah I’m fine, just tired and sore,” Chris muttered.
“Sore?” Steve questioned. “Did I hurt you?” He asked trying to keep the panic out of his voice.
“Naw! Nothing like that…” Chris replied, “my fucking cock is killing me, man,” he admitted quietly.
“Let me see!” Steve demanded as he forcibly tried to roll Chris onto his back.
“Dude, quit it!” Chris complained mildly.
Steve refused to stop though and soon was at eye-level with his boyfriend’s erection, which did indeed look very irritated.
“It’s all the moving on the bed, I’m surprised I didn’t fucking cum!” Chris said.
“D’ya want me to put something on it? Help with the redness?” Steve asked, genuinely concerned.
“Unless that something is ya mouth, which I suspect it ain’t then naw I’ll be fine,” Chris replied cheekily.
“Are you sure?” Steve checked one last time.
“Yes! Goddamit Steve stop fussin’!” Chris grumbled. Steve tutted softly but didn’t comment further.
Steve allowed the other man to resume his position on his chest and as he listened to his lover’s steady breathing he whispered, “fuck, I can’t wait to have you ass-up over my knee tomorrow night, God knows how I’m going to get any work done tomorrow!”
Christian moaned as he felt his cock start to harden at the mere mention of the spanking he was due.
Fuck tomorrow’s gonna be a good day! He thought to himself before feeling into a deep sleep.