Chapter 31
Chapter thirty-one
Johnny
Johnny stepped off the treadmill and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The cock cage had been uncomfortable all day.
He’d managed almost thirty minutes on the treadmill but couldn’t take any more.
He found it helped to use a good jockstrap and then loose shorts, but it made him look like he had an extra-large package.
That seemed awkward, so he also wore an oversized t-shirt, even though he was home alone.
No way would he go out to the gym like that.
He drank some water and walked out to the living room.
He had a decision to make and was running out of time.
It couldn’t hurt to take the contract. It would allow him to explore something new and be closer to Gavin.
That’s what he’d wanted, to be closer to Gavin.
Plus...he didn’t have anything else to do.
Nothing planned, except transitioning out of Trident.
A few more people need to be interviewed the following week to help with the books.
Once they hired and trained someone, he’d be free to do whatever.
Since he still had no clue what that whatever looked like, he could take the contract and see if whatever looked like BikeMax.
The damned cock cage was weird, but it made him feel important. Special. He belonged to Gavin. He sat on the couch and adjusted his dick inside the thing.
It also made it almost impossible not to think about Gavin with it on.
Gavin texted him every morning. Most of the time, it was a sweet hello and a brief itinerary.
He liked knowing Gavin’s plans, and Gavin seemed to like checking in with Johnny.
Sometimes he even had time to call. He loved feeling like he meant something to Gavin.
The cock cage intensified everything. It wasn’t simply a physical reaction. It was emotional.
He looked up at the clock on his wall above the TV. They’d scheduled a video check-in. He had five minutes left to wait. He grabbed his laptop and set it up, logging in to the video chat. He was prepared to wait, but Gavin had already logged in. “Hey, baby!”
“Johnny.” His whiskers looked a bit redder in the odd lighting. It looked like Gavin was in a car.
“You’re driving?”
“No, I’m in a car but I’m parked. I’ve got some time this morning. I’m meeting with a potential racer later today, but I’ve got time now.” He eyed Johnny, up the length of him and back. “What’ve you been doing?”
“Treadmill.” Johnny groaned and sipped some more water.
“Stand up. Let me look at you.”
Johnny stood and adjusted his laptop so the camera would take in his whole body.
“Strip, Johnny.” Gavin’s voice dropped an octave. Johnny loved it when he got all bossy like that.
He pulled his shirt off and dropped his shorts to the ground.
“What’s that?”
Johnny stepped closer to the laptop, so his groin took up most of the screen. He laughed. “That’s the jockstrap I have to wear to be able to actually work out here.”
“Hmm...take it off.”
“Bossy.” He slid the straps off, slowly exposing his captured cock.
“Johnny, go get the remote butt plug. I want to play with you. Go put it in.”
Johnny huffed and shot Gavin a dirty look. The man could be torturous, but he went to his room and pulled it out of his drawer. He lubed it up and put it in, then went back to the living room. He stuck his ass out for the camera so Gavin could see it. “Happy?”
Gavin smiled wickedly, then fiddled with something in front of him. Seconds later, the toy vibrated in his ass. He couldn’t sit down with that thing going. It pushed against his prostate, making him want to fuck something.
“Johnny? Have you had a chance to go over the contracts? What do you think? Do you have any questions about it?”
“N-No questions.” He took a deep breath, determined to think of something besides his vibrating ass. “I-I want to sign. The six-month one f-first.” He closed his eyes.
“That makes me happy. We’ll see how it goes, yeah?”
“Yeah,” he gasped, no longer able to focus on business.
The plug turned off. “Johnny, are you okay?”
“Yes, Gavin.”
“Good.” Gavin licked his plump lips and turned the vibrator back on. It buzzed delightfully against his P-spot.
Johnny wanted to jack off, needed it, but couldn’t because of the cage. “Damn, Gavin. I need this off.” He grabbed at the cage. His dick pushed against it painfully. “I need...please.”
“No.” Gavin turned the buttplug off.
“I don’t think I signed up for torture. This is too much, Gav. Fuck!” He needed to fuck something. He rolled his eyes and thrashed wildly.
“Look at me.”
Johnny stared into the camera. He loved Gavin’s warm, brown eyes. “Yeah?”
“Look at my surroundings.” He held his phone up so Johnny could see. He noticed Gavin stood on a lawn. Beside...his house. He was in Johnny’s front yard.
“What? Are you here?” Johnny practically squealed.
Gavin laughed. “Yes. Now, get on the bed and wait for me.”
Johnny ran to his room and stripped the comforter and top sheet off, dropping them on the floor. He stretched out on the bed, wiggling around on the soft and silky sheets.
He heard Gavin enter with the key Johnny had given him. He held his breath, listening as Gavin moved through the house and finally made his way back to the bedroom. “Damn, you look good like that.”
“Gav...”
He didn’t make Johnny wait after that. He unlocked the cage and lathed Johnny’s poor dick with love and care. “I want to fuck you so hard.”
“Yes, please.” Gavin always left him so breathless. He owned Johnny in the bedroom, taking their sex to new heights but always knowing when Johnny needed tender care, too. At the moment, Johnny wanted something carnal, forceful, demanding. “Gav, yes! Fuck me hard.”
They exchanged grunts and groans as Gavin maneuvered them into the position he wanted with Johnny’s legs pushed back and Gavin lying over him. He ran his fingers into Gavin’s hair and tugged him down for a kiss. Gavin kissed him, pushing against his legs. He lined up his cock and slid the tip in.
“Stop, Gavin.”
He pulled back. “What?”
“Condom.”
“Damn, we need to do something about that.”
“I have an appointment next week.”
“Guess I better get on that, then.” He wrapped up and crawled back on the bed.
This time when he pushed his head in, Johnny groaned and pushed back, welcoming every inch of Gavin’s cock.
Gavin moved so fluidly, thrusting his hips and digging his fingers into Johnny’s thighs.
He gave Johnny everything he had, and when Johnny finally came, he exploded so hard he swore he passed out.
When he came to, Gavin was peppering kisses all over his face.
His soft lips contrasted with his beard that scruffed Johnny’s cheeks.
Johnny giggled. “Stop. Stop, Gavin!”
“Come here.” He pulled Johnny close, and Johnny drifted off, safe and warm in Gavin’s arms.
A few hours later, Gavin got up to get ready. Johnny wanted him to stay longer, but at least he’d been there. He’d surprised Johnny in the best possible way. Johnny kicked the sheet off his legs, exposing his still naked body, while he watched Gavin flit around the room.
Gavin dressed in slacks and a short-sleeve button-up shirt. He skipped the tie. He looked handsome. After he brushed his hair and teeth, he came back into the room. “I’ll be back after this meeting, okay?”
“Yeah.”
“What’s wrong?”
Johnny understood he had to leave for work, but they had an agreement. “Aren’t you going to put the cock cage back on?”
“I’m only going to be gone a few hours.”
“So?”
“You want it?”
Johnny sucked in a breath. He couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like if Gavin didn’t put it back on. He’d gotten used to it. It represented something more to him than kinky sex. “Yes, Gavin.”
Gavin smiled like a king with a table full of desserts.
Maybe Johnny looked like a sweet dish to him, but Johnny didn’t mind.
He was getting what he needed out of it.
Gavin fiddled with the contraption and finally put it on, locking it.
He bent and kissed it, then leaned up and kissed Johnny on the lips. “Better?”
“Yes.” A calming sense of security washed over him. Safe. Important. He’d probably squirm around in it until Gavin returned, but he could deal with that.