Experiments in Love

Chapter 25

Anson

“What am I going to say?” Aiming to look serious as we stood behind the curtain of one the main display stages at the back of the club, I raised one eyebrow and ignored how Kennedy was trying not to giggle.

“That you love me and that I need to remember my safewords and that you’re glad my lunch didn’t run over so we weren’t late.” Kennedy had thought the drive to the club was too long, so his cheeky response didn’t surprise me.

“And?” He was nearly giddy with excitement, and being plugged for the last hour with a vibrating toy had him nearly floating. He was so light, I was pretty sure the teasing and the buzzing had helped him already find subspace.

Because normally Kennedy worried a lot more than this about nearly everything .

He hadn’t even apologized when he’d talked to everyone we’d met.

“And that I’m supposed to have fun with the men and the penises and orgasm, and when we’re done, you’ll fill me up and give me lots of cuddles.” Kennedy couldn’t hold himself back any longer and threw himself against me, clenching and shivering as the plug shifted inside him. “And next time we’ll remember that I need a longer plug.”

My snort made my thoughts on that clear, so I skipped over the words as he snickered. “That’s right. You’re going to have fun and figure out the answer to your question and then I’m going to mark you because …”

Just thinking about the answer made him shiver again. “Because I belong to you and you’re just loaning out your toy.”

“That’s right.” Stroking my hands down his nearly naked body, I squeezed his ass cheeks that were framed by a sexy harness. “I share very well, but you’re still my toy, aren’t you?”

Nodding against me, Kennedy squeezed his cheeks and rocked into me, doing his best to rub his dick against me. “Yes, Master. I’m yours. All yours.”

And I was going to prove it to him.

As soon as he stopped sighing. “I’m not letting your dick out until I’m showing off my toy.”

The leather jock-like shield to the front of the harness wasn’t designed to keep him soft, but it was doing a wonderful job of preventing him from getting off or getting much stimulation at all to his erection.

His very hard and very trapped erection because of the cock ring that was under the padded leather.

Kennedy couldn’t seem to admit that he liked the cock ring, but he loved the feeling of being owned. The combination also seemed to be making him feel more naked or just naughtier because it was the only part of him that was actually covered.

Because no matter what argument he made, I was not counting the plug as clothing.

It was a decoration at best.

“But it…it’s lonely, Master.” Kennedy kept thinking that rubbing the leather against me or Conner or the couches out in the main lounge would help, but it was definitely making the situation worse, not better.

Knowing that the rutting should feel good but was only giving him vague pressure was fucking with his head.

“Don’t worry.” Patting his bottom, I steered him over to the medical bed Conner had moved from the doctor’s office scene room up to the platform at the end of the main scene space. “I’ll give it a lot of attention once we’ve started doing your experiment.”

The voices buzzing on the other side of the curtain made it feel like we were backstage at a concert and only added to Kennedy’s excitement, but it also kept anyone from overhearing me yet. “But really, you don’t need it for this scene, do you?”

He sucked in a shaky breath as I positioned him at the end of the bed. “No, Sir.”

“That’s right.” Helping him hop up on the medical bed that definitely gave the scene a scientifically erotic feel, I eased him down and stroked over his chest as I moved to adjust his legs in the stirrups. “Really, all you need is this slick little hole to get some attention.”

Kennedy couldn’t decide if he wanted to pout or cheer, so he settled on nodding. “Technically, that’s right, Master.”

“Good boy.” Leaning over, I kissed the front of the leather before straightening and putting his other leg in the stirrup and wrapping the cuff around his thigh.

“That…” Running my hands up his splayed thighs, I smiled as he shivered and his clenched hole winked at me. “Oh, you look so sexy like this, baby.”

His entire body twitched and he sighed, looking at me like I hung the moon and stars. “You like restraining your toy.”

“I do.” There was no reason to downplay that because it turned him on too. But caressing over the restraints on his thighs to pat his still covered dick got a sexy pout from him. “I love restraining you in all kinds of ways.”

Moving away from between his legs, I trailed my fingers up his body and skimmed them over his chest as I approached his head. “I love keeping your legs open and wide for me to show off.”

The way he sucked in a breath and tensed as his arms twitched made me smile but it also made me even harder. “I love giving you rules to tie you to me.”

As surprise struck him and his eyes widened, it looked like he hadn’t seen the rules that way before. Another time I’d have let that distract me into a conversation because I loved hearing his thoughts, but it wasn’t the time for that, so I picked up the scarf lying beside us on a metal tray. “And I love restraining your sight too.”

It was hot in a kinky sort of way for Kennedy, but the practical side was what I was focused on. It hadn’t been exactly like I’d first imagined but it was going to keep him from watching our audience instead of focusing on the cock inside him, and it was going to give a few of our nervous participants the privacy they thought they wanted.

I wasn’t so sure it would be helpful or necessary, but they didn’t know Kennedy or his wonderfully sensitive ass.

Giving him a soft kiss, barely brushing my lips against his, I straightened and trailed the silky fabric up his chest and over his eyes. “Let me hear it one more time, baby.”

He let out a needy sound and thrust his cock up as I took away his sight, but he knew what I wanted. “I love you, Anson.”

“That’s right and I love you too.” One more kiss and I knew it was time to start the show…or experiment in our case.

Otherwise, my curious cutie would find something to think about and we might lose the momentum we’d gained.

“Such a good boy.” Caressing over his face and down his chest, I pinched his nipples and chuckled as he whined and arched into my touch. “Remember. I will not leave your side.”

He nodded just enough that I knew he’d heard me, but his mind was already racing toward the scene. “I’ll be good. I remember my safewords and I liked the men you picked out for me and Conner is excited and everyone is watching… I can hear them .”

The last part was sighed out in a whisper that had me trying not to laugh. I managed to sound serious, though, as I patted the front of his cock restraint. “They’re going to see you too. Right now.”

The remote for the curtains was on the table, and remembering what Conner had shown me, I pressed the first button to open the outer layer of curtains. For the moment, all the audience could see was my sexy, naked boy on the exam table and me standing by looking full-on science-experiment Dom in a suit with a lab coat over it that Conner had said was hot as fuck.

Kennedy’s giggling agreement had me confident in the look even though I’d never done a scene quite like this one. But he was vibrating he was so excited and just flicking one finger over his nipple was enough to have him nearly coming off the table.

As I pinched it and he sucked in a breath, I chuckled and shook my head. “Such a sensitive slut. But that will be good for my experiment.”

Leaving the nature of our scientific work vague, I made a circle around him, trailing my fingers over him. Little pinches and soft caresses had the sexiest sounds escaping him, and I could feel his excitement swelling up inside him.

As I came back around to the tray again, I pressed the second button and a curtain descended from the ceiling to bisect the space. It cut the audience’s view in half and I could feel the buzz in the air when they couldn’t see his face any longer.

It shifted to an actual hum of excitement when the fabric went still and the part of the stage we were standing on began to turn.

Kennedy had said it was like we were standing on the plate in a microwave, but then he’d needed to explain to Conner that it was a fabulous idea…with amazing construction and technical capabilities.

That’d eventually made it up to Conner, but I was just impressed with it. My abilities were not in construction, so I just marveled at how well it worked for the scene as it gave our audience a full 3D view of what Kennedy looked like.

It was technically a slow building scene as I just barely caressed him, but once we’d gone around a full turn, I reached between his spread legs and eased the plug out. That had both the audience’s and Kennedy’s excitement jumping up again, and the sexy sounds the audience made seemed to whisper over Kennedy like a caress.

He shivered and whined, and I knew it wasn’t just from the plug coming out. “Master…”

His needy plea had me reaching down and patting between his legs, fingering his lubed hole after giving him a flash of the pain he loved. “Yes, you’re ready, so there’s no reason to delay.”

The detached, almost asshole tone to my voice had him shivering and his tight ring tried to pull my finger in. “Naughty slut.”

Giving him a firm pat that was more sound than smack, I sighed and shook my head as he cried out and tried to fuck my fingers again. “The experiment does not involve fingers.”

Kennedy shivered and made a sexy, apologetic whine, but it was clear he wasn’t sure what to say. “I’m…I’m sorry?”

I let out another frustrated sound and frowned at him. “You will be if you disobey and ruin my experiment.”

As the platform rotated so that the lower half of Kennedy’s body was hidden from the audience, I stopped the movement and picked up my clipboard. “I will be making notes as the participants use you. Please feel free to articulate how they feel. This is for science, of course, and I will be recording your moans and orgasms.”

Kennedy sucked in a breath and jolted as his first test subject came onto the platform from a private door behind the stage. He was vibrating as our first bachelor penis walked up between his legs and made a low, sexy, pleased sound as his fingers caressed the underside of Kennedy’s ass cheeks.

Still shaking, Kennedy made a needy sound as the dam broke on the first touch and it was like pleasure crashed over him. He didn’t orgasm, but it was damned close and the audience held their breath as our first test subject made a loud showing of putting on a condom.

Some people were just theatrical by nature, but he made the sounds so perfectly, I had a feeling he’d been a theater kid in high school.

Kennedy was the perfect partner for his show, however, because my sexy boy gave a desperate moan as the long, slender dick slid deep inside him. With both of them seemingly enjoying themselves, I took a moment to pretend to jot down notes and made some humming sounds as I inspected Kennedy.

Pinching his nipples again, I nodded and mumbled to myself like I was a distracted scientist. “Sensitive. Yes. Changes to color and stiffness showing arousal. Very good.”

I was pretty sure Kennedy liked the inspection just as much as he liked being fucked, so I kept that up as the scene progressed. He made enough sexy sounds that everyone watching was turned on, but it was the way he arched and whined, making it clear he was restrained, that really got them going.

It got our first subject going as well because before long, his sounds changed and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

He didn’t.

Kennedy’s desperate noises and the way his entire body clenched said he hadn’t either, but his restrained cock made it more of a mental orgasm than a truly physical, cum shooting out everywhere one.

But he didn’t get a chance to come down or fight for a second chance at a bigger orgasm because Bachelor Cock B was up and raring to go.

He was also a bit of an exhibitionist, so as he came up and sank into Kennedy, who was shocked at how long the cock inside of him seemed to be, I started the stage turning again. The audience loved the shift and appreciated being able to see the new angle but I thought some of them were surprised by my helper.

As a well-known sub around the club, I wasn’t sure many people had realized just how well-endowed he was or how much he liked topping. For some reason everyone still saw top Dom and sub bottom, but sex didn’t always work like that.

We both had fun caressing Kennedy, and the Energizer Bunny routine he was giving Kennedy was getting wonderful sounds out of my boy. At the very least, he loved the energy and the way it was obvious they were both being watched.

That seemed to be the favorite part for both of them based on the grins they were trying to hide, so as we shifted and the audience got a good view of their profile, I went back to inspecting Kennedy.

“Let’s see the rest of you.” Doing my best impression of a slightly curious scientist, I walked back around to the tray and picked up a small measuring tape.

The snaps at the side of the jock were easy to remove, but I took my time to make sure everyone got a good view and that Kennedy realized what was happening.

His still restrained cock springing into view was sexy as hell, but the sound he made that was half relief and half excitement was adorably Kennedy. “I’m…it’s…Oh, Master…”

“Yes, you’re going to be easy to measure like this.” The soft fabric measuring tape made it easy to fuck with him too and I took my time analyzing every inch of his dick until his newest friend rabbited his way into an orgasm for himself and another round of shakes and jerks for Kennedy.

There was no cum yet but there was lots of pleasure and precum, so I was counting the scene as a success so far.

Our next two bachelors were wonderful successes as well, with one behind the curtain and another in front of it. Kennedy’s moans indicated the fatter dicks were amazing and left him shaking with need, but we weren’t done yet.

We were, however, getting to the interesting part of the evening.

I did my best not to show that, though, as I stopped the platform when Kennedy’s legs were hidden from the audience again. It protected the privacy of our next wonderful bachelor and would make the scene more interesting because I knew how much Kennedy was going to love this part of the experiment.

Kennedy was almost holding his breath as he waited, vibrating with desire, and he let out a desperate moan as he heard Jasper join us on the platform behind the curtain.

“Yes, we have our next helper.” Giving Kennedy’s chest a pat, I nodded and aimed for a bit of a dickhead tone. “Let’s see if he gives us some additional data.”

I wasn’t sure if he knew who it was or not, but I started walking again and pretended to jot down notes as I peeked around the curtain to make sure Jasper was still confident about the scene. He’d been doing his best to downplay how nervous he was, but helping his new friend seemed to have pushed him to join us.

Half-confident and half-worried was my guess as I watched his almost blank-looking face, but Kennedy didn’t seem to be able to feel that as Jasper slowly ran his hands up Kennedy’s thighs.

“Very good, Subject. Please begin.” Trying to send him the confidence he needed, I nodded and shifted my focus back to Kennedy.

Just running my hand up his chest was enough to have him jolting. “Oh, Sir…it’s…I’ll be good. I promise. I’ll be good. Yes. I’ll be good.”

That seemed to be a slightly Kennedy kind of plea to keep going and give him his big orgasm, so I made an approving sound and kept walking around him, tugging on his nipples again. “I should hope so because you’re going to be allowed to orgasm based on your promise to behave.”

Kennedy’s excited exhale was almost a squeal, which had several Doms in the audience smiling. “I’ll be good. I like orgasms.”

Before I could find a scientific response to that, Kennedy let out a deep sigh of pure pleasure. “I love being right.”

I was never going to make it through the scene without laughing.

To keep my delight in check, I patted low on his torso right above the curtain and peeked around it. Jasper’s eyes were the size of dinner plates as he watched his cock sink back inside Kennedy. He’d struggled with self-esteem issues because bodies were not always proportional and Kennedy was blowing his mind.

I’d told him that Kennedy wasn’t like that, but he just hadn’t believed me when I’d made it clear what Kennedy thought the perfect penis would look like.

For some reason he’d thought that since Kennedy loved me, my penis should be his idea of perfection.

It was not.

He was, however, able to love me even though my dick was slightly longer than average.

It was an issue he overlooked because he loved me and I’d figured out the perfect angle to give his button as much attention as I could, but he was thoroughly enjoying being right as Jasper’s perfect length nailed his prostate with every thrust.

Kennedy’s love of his button was on full display as the perfectly shaped cock hit it just right every time it hammered into him. “It’s so…Master…it’s…”

If the audience thought he was in love with a big dick, well, I wasn’t going to explain the situation to them.

“Please articulate how it feels.”

His only response to my question was to moan and shake as his prostate got all the attention it craved. He mumbled something else about being so smart, but it was lost in groans and cries as Jasper proved him right over and over.

When they were both on the edge and I was pretty sure Kennedy was getting ready to fly off into subspace if the scene continued much longer, I released the cock ring right as Jasper nailed him again.

Perfection.

Kennedy cried out, his chest bowing off the exam table as cum fired out of his cock and got Jasper right in the face. He barely held back a laugh as his own orgasm faded, but I wasn’t sure if Kennedy had heard enough to figure out who his favorite penis belonged to.

There wasn’t time to figure that out, though.

It was time for me to keep my promise.

So as Jasper pulled out and squeezed Kennedy’s thigh, I slipped off my lab coat and cleared my throat. “You’re almost done with my experiment. There’s just one more subject for you to test.”

Me.

As Jasper slipped out the door behind the stage wearing a shit-eating grin, I raised the curtain and released my pants. Kennedy knew what was coming and let out a soft, sexy exhale as I stepped between his legs. “ Master …”

He was barely hanging on to reality, but I knew what he and the audience would enjoy. So as I slid deep inside of him in one thrust, I flicked the head of his softening cock. “Your job is to evaluate the cocks being used on you. Please focus.”

Kennedy’s yelp was sexy as fuck, but my favorite sounds were the ones he made as I teased his half-hard cock right under the head. Just rubbing that wonderfully sensitive spot had him shaking as the sensations seemed to overload his body, and it was getting me the most erotic whines I’d ever heard from him.

But it wasn’t enough to be the perfect finish to the scene, so as I fucked him in long, slow strokes, I sighed. “Dr. Jasper? I’m going to need another pair of hands here.”

That got a jolt from Kennedy and he clenched around me as he heard the heavy thud of Jasper stepping up from the side of the stage, now wearing a doctor’s coat that matched the one I’d been wearing. “How can I help your experiment? Anything for science, you know.”

“Thank you, I appreciate that.” Nodding toward the tray, I did my best to keep up the asshole tone of a disappointed boss. “If you wouldn’t mind keeping his attention focused on his job, please.”

“Of course.” Picking up the ruler that was a slightly smaller version of the one we’d played with before, Jasper kept up the serious routine perfectly. “He doesn’t even seem to have given you any additional notes. It’s not acceptable.”

Kennedy’s head twitched and his hands shifted to grip the table. “I…I’ll…”

All it took was one flick to a nipple to have my sexy boy losing his words and a second was all he needed to go back to fully hard and frantic. He was rocking and tugging on the leg restraints but not to escape.

No, he wanted attention on another of his favorite spots.

And luckily for Kennedy, he had a wonderful friend who was ready to help.

Between one thrust and the next, Dr. Jasper reached down with the ruler and gave Kennedy’s exhausted cock a tap.

The pain from the ruler and the pleasure from having his prostate nailed had him crying out and his body spasmed around me as a nearly dry orgasm tore through him. I kept fucking him just long enough for the overstimulation to kick in and for subspace to suck him under, but as soon as he was flying, I followed him over the edge.

Jasper was the best helper ever and closed the main curtain as I filled up my boy and marked him as mine.

By the time we had privacy, I slipped the plug back into my claimed boy and released him from the restraints. He was still floating, but he wrapped his arms around me and sighed as I picked him up off the table. “I’m so smart.”

Finally able to chuckle, I kissed his head and silently thanked Jasper as he opened the door to the quiet room behind the stage. “You’re very smart.”

And adorably cuddly even when he clenched around the plug and sighed.

“Just a few minutes with that and then it’s coming out.” His sexy hole had been well used. “I’ve got some nice cream for you and we’re going to make you feel better.”

Kennedy seemed like he was attempting to pat my chest as I sat down on the long couch, but his arm just kind of flopped around. “I’m…it’s…good ache.”

Maybe for a few more minutes, but eventually it would shift into a frustrating ache at the very least.

“Love you.” Nuzzling against me, he made another happy sound as Jasper laid a sheet over him. “That’s…Mr. Jasper is…”

That was all we got, but it told me he wasn’t ready to let his friend go too far, so I nodded at the space beside me.

When Kennedy’s feet were draped over another lap, he sighed again and his brain surfaced once more. “Thank you for… I should…Yes, thank you for proving me right. Such a good…you’re amazing…”

The way Kennedy waved in Jasper’s direction said he hadn’t been talking to me. I knew that already but Jasper’s eyes went wide again. Since the importance of aftercare was hammered into everyone at the club, though, he automatically patted Kennedy’s legs. “You’re…you’re welcome.”

My cutie smiled and sighed, letting reality fade again. “Anson…you…you helped me be right…and…and understand me and I love…I like being right…love you…filling you up. Yes.”

Kissing his head, I smiled and hugged him tight. “I’m glad you were right and I love you too, baby, because you fill me up with love and attention.”

He filled up everyone around him without even realizing it because my Kennedy was so full of love it overflowed…and I was the lucky man who was going to get to soak up every drop for the rest of our lives…because there was nothing like attention from the sweetest man I’d ever met.

My Kennedy.

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