Chapter 22
JAY
Hot water rained down on Jay as he rushed to wash away the sweat.
He wanted to give Aaron a chance to take a breath and focus on the physical sensations, but even without the restraints, it wasn’t safe to leave him alone for long.
He gave himself five minutes, just enough time to scrub down and thoroughly cleanse the areas Aaron would be coming in contact with.
He wanted to be squeaky clean for what came next.
The razor on the shower shelf taunted him.
Jay had stopped shaving and trimming after reading through Aaron’s kink list, and as weird as it was to leave his body hair alone for the first time in years, the hunger in Aaron’s eyes as he flicked his talented tongue back and forth across Jay’s scratchy pubes had been worth it.
He finished the quick shower and hurriedly toweled off, taking care not to touch his painfully hard dick more than necessary. He’d been on edge ever since Aaron stuffed his balls into that sinful, wet mouth, and he needed to hold out a while longer.
He wasn’t sure he could. Aaron was so responsive, reacting to every touch, and Jay found it was impossible to keep himself in check.
He still couldn’t believe his luck. Reading through Aaron’s list of kinks felt like Christmas morning.
Their preferences matched in almost every way, and Jay had a lot of fun planning their scene.
There were so many delicious things he was allowed to do to Aaron that choosing just one was its own kind of torment.
He could flog him, increasing the intensity until Aaron was crying in pain, or spend the night torturing his nipples, or even tie up his entire body and fuck his face while edging him.
Aaron’s needy noises and sloppy licks as he’d greedily tasted Jay’s skin were proof he’d made the right choice. He gave Aaron what he craved without overwhelming him. It was only his second scene. The last thing Jay wanted was to scare Aaron off.
There’d been a moment, a single moment of hesitation, when Aaron had told him about being brand new to the lifestyle, when Jay wasn’t sure he could bring himself to be Aaron’s first Dom.
But the shock had passed, eased by the memories of their impromptu night at the club.
Aaron was no blushing virgin, and he seemed eager to experience everything Jay had to offer.
And he had a lot to offer.
Ultimately, Jay was happy with how the night was progressing, especially as he stepped back into the living room and took in Aaron’s kneeling form.
His graceful, slender body melted into the pose he’d been left in.
The dim lighting of the room cast long shadows, highlighting the smooth skin and soft curves of his thighs, tempting Jay to reach out and touch.
He may have looked almost fragile, if not for the hint of muscles flexing beneath the skin.
His head hung low, blocking his face from view. An uninterrupted stream of soft moans accompanied the gentle sway of his body until he perked up at Jay’s approach.
“Are you feeling okay?” Jay asked in a hushed voice.
“Yeah, I’m good,” Aaron whispered as Jay took off his blindfold. After blinking to adjust his eyes, Aaron’s unfocused gaze trailed up and down Jay’s naked body, a small smile forming on his lips.
Jay crouched down and removed the clamps, watching Aaron hiss as blood rushed into his nipples. When they were red and engorged, Jay tapped one of them, causing a violent spasm through Aaron’s body.
A torrent of filthy images flooded Jay’s mind, ideas for the future, ways to take advantage of Aaron’s sensitivity.
He had to use all of his willpower not to come right then, not to cover Aaron’s chest with his release and rub it in.
Gripping the base of his dick to keep from exploding, he pinched the other nipple, making Aaron buck and shout.
“Ohhh, I’m going to have fun with that next time,” Jay said with a grin. “But right now, you deserve your reward.”
When Aaron’s breathing calmed, he continued. “You get to choose how you come tonight. Either with my cock down your throat or your tongue in my ass.”
He had a good idea of what Aaron would choose, and he was proven correct as soon as Aaron jolted up with a new gleam in his eyes.
“Fuck, yes,” he panted. “Sit on my face, Jay. Fuck yourself on my tongue.”
A smug smirk played on Jay’s lips as he circled around to release Aaron’s arms. He rubbed them with care, making sure blood was circulating properly.
Eventually, Aaron whimpered that he was taking too long.
He seemed on the verge of begging, his neglected dick hard as steel and leaking, but Jay planned on keeping him on edge a while longer.
“Lie on your back.”
Aaron scrambled to the ground, eager to follow every command. Jay grabbed a throw pillow off the couch and placed it under Aaron’s head, letting him shift around until he seemed comfortable.
Jay’s shorts were on the floor near the couch, and he grabbed them on a whim before straddling Aaron’s chest and slowly lowering himself.
Aaron moaned under him, his hips thrusting up as his cock twitched, and Jay leaned in to take a closer look.
He hadn’t had a chance to explore during their first scene, so he took his time now, running his fingers softly up and down the shaft.
It was a gorgeous sight. Slightly curved, about the same size as Jay, a mouthwatering pearl of precome sitting on top of the slit.
He couldn’t wait to have a taste.
A shiver ran through Aaron as Jay trailed the light, slippery fabric of his shorts over the wet tip. The perfect reaction. Jay figured out exactly how to tease Aaron for the next few minutes, until they were both desperate for release.
He inched back, hovering his ass above Aaron’s face until he could feel hot breath on his taint.
“Double tap anywhere to tap out.” He paused, waiting for Aaron to demonstrate. Once Aaron lightly slapped his thigh twice in a row, he craned his neck to make eye contact.
“Don’t be afraid to get sloppy. I want that talented tongue worshipping every inch of my hairy asshole.”
Aaron’s hands flew up to his ass, spreading him wide.
A second later, he buried his face in Jay, moaning loudly and with abandon as he covered the hairy crease with his saliva.
He kneaded Jay’s cheeks while dipping down to give his balls a lick before trailing his tongue back up until it reached the hole.
Jay closed his eyes and exhaled slowly when Aaron started making tight, firm circles around his rim, prodding at the nerve endings.
With how worked up he was, he could come from just this—the tight grip Aaron had on his hips to keep him close, the eager moans of pleasure that proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that Aaron was exactly where he wanted to be.
He pushed down the rising tide of his orgasm and teased Aaron’s cock with the whisper of the silky fabric, moving it out of reach every time Aaron lifted his hips to get more friction.
Through it all, Aaron never stopped, continuing to swirl his velvet tongue.
He burrowed further between the cheeks, rubbing his lips against Jay’s entrance before creating a soft suction with his mouth.
Jay couldn’t help thrusting back at the sensation, immediately shifting his weight before he crushed Aaron, who didn’t seem to mind, alternating long, firm licks with nipping at the short hairs around Jay’s hole.
A moment later, Aaron’s tongue breached him, and they moaned at the same time. Aaron kept going, delving as deeply as he could, gliding in and out of Jay’s channel.
“Fuck, you feel so good. Who knew my little slut was so good at eating ass?” Jay emphasized his words by spearing himself on Aaron’s tongue.
His orgasm wasn’t far off. He could feel it growing in his stomach, his balls tightening, and his hole clenching.
Aaron must have enjoyed the tight squeeze, his cock jerking and dripping onto his stomach.
Jay leaned down and blew his breath on the tip, choking on air when Aaron’s muffled rumbling zinged across his every nerve ending.
He couldn’t wait much longer. Forcing himself to think, to remember anything from Aaron’s long list of likes, Jay scraped his nails up Aaron’s shaft, while the other hand reached down to give the base of the dildo a powerful tap. He wanted to give his pain slut the violent orgasm he craved.
Pressing against the base to make sure the toy reached as deep as it could, he grabbed Aaron’s sack and rolled it in his hand. A powerful tremor shuddered through Aaron’s body, and Jay lunged down to suck the leaking tip into his mouth.
The first spurt of come on his tongue was creamy and sweet. Jay hollowed out his cheeks and sucked hard, scraping his teeth against the sensitive skin. Aaron’s tongue remained lodged inside Jay as he shook and screamed through his explosive release.
Jay let go when the trembling subsided, spitting Aaron’s come into his hand and using it as lube.
It took three strokes before white ropes shot out of him and landed on Aaron’s stomach and groin.
His vision blurred with the intensity of the pleasure, and he slumped over, unable to hold himself upright anymore.
After taking a few moments to ride out the powerful waves, Jay gingerly detached himself from Aaron’s grip and shuffled down between his legs.
Using soft, slow movements, Jay slid the dildo out of Aaron’s hole and sat back on his heels to appreciate the gorgeous, naked man splayed before him.
With his eyes closed, a satisfied smile across his lips, his cheeks covered with saliva and his stomach glistening with Jay’s release, Aaron was the picture of perfection.
The relaxed expression was a testament to Jay’s skill, and he preened with pride as he ghosted his palms up and down Aaron’s legs.
“There’s nothing hotter than you lying on my floor, fucked out and covered in come,” Jay said with gravel in his voice.
“Fuck, Jay. Rub it into me and leave me here.” Aaron blinked his eyes open and stretched his arms above his head. “Come back whenever you need me to thoroughly examine your balls and asshole with my tongue again.”
“Tempting.” Jay chuckled. “Let’s get you cleaned up so I can cuddle you on the couch while you try to convince me that you feel perfectly normal.”
He helped Aaron to the couch and darted out of the room to grab a damp washcloth.
After wiping the worst of the mess off Aaron’s stomach, he settled next to him and wrapped both of them in a fleece blanket.
Aaron rested his head on Jay’s shoulder, humming softly as Jay massaged his skin wherever he could reach.
Aaron was the first to break the silence.
“I didn’t expect aftercare to be like this. I thought it’d be more clinical, but it’s mostly cuddles.”
Right. Aaron was experiencing everything for the first time.
He didn’t have a point of comparison for what they were doing.
In Jay’s experience, the moments immediately after the scene were serious, subdued—a time to care for the sub, to make sure they were physically and emotionally okay.
The kind of sweet post-scene intimacy he’d been enjoying with Aaron seemed reserved for established couples, not casual hookups.
Not that there was anything casual about his feelings for Aaron.
“It’s different for everyone,” Jay hedged. It wasn’t a lie. It was different.
Aaron was different.
“I should go,” Aaron said after another few minutes. “I still have some things to do for work, and I have to get up early to get Mark and Rachel from the airport.”
“Are you looking forward to seeing them?”
Aaron rolled his neck. “I guess? I just saw them last month, so it’s not like I miss them yet. But I’m really excited to do all the touristy things I haven’t done yet. I heard the zoo just got a baby elephant, and I can’t wait to see it.”
“Sounds like fun.” Jay paused. “When will I see you again?”
“Probably not until they leave.” Aaron offered a sheepish grin. “Between entertaining them and staying caught up on work, I’ll barely have time to sleep.”
Jay wished he had any kind of claim on Aaron’s time, but all he could do was nod in agreement and hold Aaron in his arms for as long as he could.
He watched him get up and get dressed, wishing he could walk up and claim his mouth in a kiss. He’d never disrespect Aaron’s limits, but the desire was so powerful, he had to look away.
There were so many things he couldn’t do.
He wished he could tell Aaron how much he’d enjoyed their time together, but he couldn’t find the words.
He wished he could ask Aaron out on a date, turn their physical arrangement into a romantic one, but he couldn’t find the courage.
And as the door closed behind Aaron, Jay wished he could be content with what they had—the friendship, the sex.
But he couldn’t.
It wasn’t enough.