Chapter 30
“Why did you tell him?” Noah asks me when Knox leaves the studio. Honestly, I’m not really sure why. It felt like a good time, and I know my brother, he cannot keep a secret, so it was a good way to get the news to my family.
“Why would we keep it a secret?” Now he’s got me thinking I shouldn’t have done it. Did he want to keep it a secret?
He chuckles. “I guess I expected you to announce I was your sub. I don’t think any of them would’ve found that a surprise.”
“They’ll know that soon enough when we’re seen at the club. I’ve booked us a room for tomorrow night. It will be a lesson, so not for prying eyes. I want you concentrating on me, not turning into an exhibitionist before you’ve mastered certain skills.”
“Um, skills, like what?”
“Well, your gag reflex for one. You’re improving, but if I want to strap you to a bench and fuck your face, I need you to be able to take it.
” I grin as he squirms, trying to adjust himself without me noticing.
He’ll soon learn that Doms see everything.
“You like that idea, don’t you, you dirty little slut.
” My words are deep, heavy with lust. “Go lock the door, boy. We’ve got time. ”
I hold back my smile at the speed he rushes off to do as he’s told.
I undo my jeans and pull out my cock. It’s not fully hard yet, Noah can complete the job with his mouth.
I give it a stroke as he comes scuttling into the office.
When he sees me, he drops to his knees in front of me.
He’s going to be such fun to teach. “Open up, boy,” I command, and when he does, I rest the head on his tongue and keep still.
“Don’t close your mouth, I haven’t told you to. ”
With him like this, his mouth will pool with saliva. I want it dripping down his chin before I push in deep. The lubrication will make it so much easier for him. It doesn’t take long before I can fully slide in, holding still as he begins to gag. “Breathe through your nose, boy.”
As I pull back only slightly, he does as he’s told, then I’m back, going deeper. He retches but sucks air in through his nostrils and swallows the convulsions. “Such a good cocksucker. You’re going to be so much better with daily practice.”
He hums around my cock, making it twitch in his throat. He does love the dirty insults. “Good subs get rewards, like my load down your throat.”
His eyes flutter shut as I pull out, then push back in, harder and deeper than before.
The gagging is less now, but I’m not going to reward him until he can control it.
“You’re getting better, keep going, relax your throat.
” Then suddenly, he does just that. I can slide in and out fully without a cough or splutter from him.
“Such a dirty cum slut. You want my load, boy? Have you done enough to deserve it?”
He hums again, it’s almost as if he’s slipping into subspace.
His pleasure is all over his face as he moans again.
“Don’t swallow it, boy. Keep it in your mouth.
” I pull back out of his throat and almost from his mouth so I can pump my length.
I know it won’t take long; my balls are already tingling and tightening.
Two strokes are all it takes, and I’m pouring thick ropes of cum over his tongue.
His face is a mess with tear stains down his cheeks and spit dripping off his chin.
But to me, he looks beautiful, utterly wrecked and completely mine.
With his mouth full, I pull back and look down at him, my heart beating faster as I take it all in. “Stand up.”
When he stands, I lower my head and kiss him, sucking my cum into my mouth only to feed it back to him. Finally, I pull away, stroking my finger down his cheek. “Swallow.”
Obediently, Noah swallows, then wipes his palm over his mouth and chin and smiles. “Fuck, that was so hot. I promise to get better, Sir.”
“You did well, I loved it. Go get cleaned up, put on one of the shop T-shirts. At least you didn’t come in your pants this time.”
“It was close for a while, but yeah, I controlled it today.” He grabs a T-shirt and walks out to the bathroom.
I open the shop again and get my station set up for the next appointment. When I pick my phone up from the desk, I groan. Two texts, from my brothers and a missed call from Pops.
“What’s up?” Noah asks when he comes back through. His face is clean, no tears or cum in sight. His mouth is still a little puffy, but not in an obvious way.
“Bloody Knox! He’s already told the family.” I wave the screen of my phone at him. “I bet Pops will be here before the end of the day.
“He loves you. Don’t knock having people who care and want the best for you,” he admonishes me softly, reminding me that he doesn’t have any family.
“You’re right, I’m sorry.”
Before we can say anything else, the door chimes, announcing one of our appointments. It’s Noah’s, so I leave them to it and go back to the office to wait for mine.
It isn’t Pops that comes to see us. Royal walks through the door about six-thirty. He has a shit-eating grin all over his face. “It’s about time, too, you two. Annnnd…” He draws out the word. “I won twenty quid from each of them.” He waves the notes in front of my face.
I stare at my brother, then shake my head. “I knew you fuckers would do something like this. Just don’t tell Noah.”
“Don’t tell Noah what? Oh, hi, Royal, this is a nice surprise.”
“Nothing, he’s just being a dick, pretty much his normal self.” I glare at Royal, daring him to tell him. “Why are you here?”
“I’m allowed to visit my favourite brother and his boyfriennnd.” He snickers, waggling his eyebrows.
“You’ve been hanging around your school kids again, haven’t you?” I give him a withering look, but he just laughs.
“Anyhoo, I thought if you’d had finished for the day, we could go for a drink up the road.” Royal shoves his hand into the front pockets of his jeans.
I look at Noah, I know he’s got one more client today, but I’m finished.
The plan was for me to stay and wait, then go back to his place.
The idea of having a beer with Royal is appealing.
I’d like to talk about what went down when I fucked up.
We’re totally different Doms, but maybe his caring style could help.
“You go, Saint. I’ll close up when I’m done,” Noah offers with a shrug.
“You sure?” I ask, and he nods. “Text me when you’re finished, and I’ll come back. Or if Royal annoys me too much, I’ll be back sooner.” I drop a chaste kiss on his lips and give Royal a nod. “Come on then, asshole.”
As we walk up the street to the local pub, Royal is unusually quiet. Has all the bravado and piss-taking been a way of hiding something? I guess this is the best time to ask. It’s not until we both have a beer in front of us and we’re in a corner booth that I ask him.
“Are you going to tell me what’s really going on? Because you’ve got something on your mind.” I take a sip of my beer and settle back in the chair, waiting for him to get his thoughts together.
He looks at me, really scrutinises me. “You’re gonna be pissed if I tell you, and I don’t want that.”
“I’ll me more pissed off it you don’t. Now spill. Is this to do with Noah?” I can’t see why it should be. Royal likes him, they get on well. Is that it? Is he jealous?
“Okay, fine. Look, I like him. He’s incredibly talented, and even though he’s had a shit time, he’s come through smiling.
But is he ready for your lifestyle? Because you don’t do boyfriend shit.
Have you thought it through? Because you’re gonna want to beat his arse with a paddle sometime soon.
I’m not sure he has it in him to submit to you the way you need it. ”
I’m shocked. I can’t believe it. “What the fuck, man? You don’t know anything about Noah, about what he wants, what he craves.
I’m not doing this for a laugh. It’s serious.
He’s the first person I’ve met that I want to see outside of a kink club.
That I want to hear talk and laugh and mess about with.
And of course, I want to flog his gorgeous tight arse until it’s bright red, and he’s weeping for more.
He wants it, too, but he needs to be trained, right from the beginning. ”
“He’s a virgin, you know that, right?”
I don’t want to talk about this anymore. “Yes, he’s told me.”