Part III - The Trouble with Magic #6
Nick scooped Billy up, pinning him against his front with an arm over his chest, his other hand moving down to support Billy’s weight by cupping the space between his thighs.
Nick loved the feel of Billy’s cock nestled next to his hand, pretty and pink next to his black glove.
He reached out his pinky to rub the boy’s balls, making Billy shudder in pleasure.
“Good boy,” Nick said, carrying Billy out of the playroom and into the living room. He sat down on the couch, letting Billy sit on his lap and relax back against his chest.
“I feel so full,” Billy mumbled, leaning his head back on Nick’s pecs. Nick grinned and reached up to play with Billy’s pert little nipples, massaging the boy’s inner thigh with a firm grip of his leather-clad hand.
Billy reached down and put his hand on top of Nick’s, but he didn’t try to pull him away. Nick kept on exploring, watching over Billy’s shoulder as the boy’s cock went from half-mast to fully hard under his expert ministrations.
“You ready to cum again?” he asked. He moved his hand and gripped Billy’s cock without waiting for an answer. Billy arched his back, thrusting his erection up into Nick’s hand as he nodded.
Nick jerked him off with firm, slow strokes. He could feel when Billy started getting close, and rather than slowing down, sped up his strokes.
Billy’s breath hitched, and he was holding onto Nick’s arm like he was scared of falling off a cliff.
“I want you to ask permission,” Nick growled into Billy’s ear.
“What?” Billy sounded confused.
“You don’t get to cum without asking permission. If you cum before you’re allowed, I’ll have to punish you.”
Billy let out a whine like that was the hottest thing he’d ever heard. “Please, may I cum, sir?” he begged, the words coming out fast and breathless.
Nick grinned and leaned down, pressing his mouth to Billy’s ear as he growled out, “No.”
“What?” Billy bucked, and Nick could feel the cock in his hand throbbing with pending release.
“No. That wasn’t good enough. I want you to beg.”
“Please, sir! Please let me cum! I can’t …” Billy’s whole body trembled and he flung his head back, gritting his teeth like he was in pain. Nick could feel the come shooting up and through Billy’s cock, spilling into his hand.
He kept on jerking Billy off, milking him of every last drop. When it was over, Billy a shuddering mess in his lap, Nick reached up and jabbed his cum-covered glove into Billy’s mouth. Four fingers, he reached for the back of Billy’s throat on the first go and made him gag.
“Clean my fingers,” he growled, fucking his hand into Billy’s mouth too fast for him to do anything but choke on them. Billy’s hand shot up and grabbed his wrist, trying to pull him out, but Nick easily moved the offending limbs away and delivered a sharp smack to Billy’s abdomen.
“Bad boy!” he growled, slapping Billy’s abs a second time with the flat of his hand. Billy kept his hands by his side, arms twitching, and let Nick finger-fuck his face.
“That’s good,” Nick said, the words a warm rumble of approval. “Good boy.” He pulled his fingers free from Billy’s mouth and held his palm up for Billy to lick clean. Requiring no instructions, Billy stuck out his tongue and started lapping at the broad flat of Nick’s palm.
The feeling of Billy submissively sitting on his knot and eating cum off his glove had Nick’s balls tingling. He shoved two fingers back in Billy’s mouth, curling them down and using the grip to hold Billy’s head still as he leaned down and kissed his neck.
Billy started sucking on his fingers, and Nick’s knot throbbed.
They sat like that for about half an hour before Nick could feel his knot starting to go down. Billy was happily lapping at his fingers, squeezing his ass and working Nick’s cock like a pro, both his hands clutching Nick’s arm and hugging it against his chest.
“Let’s move to the bedroom,” Nick said. He wanted to get Billy on his stomach before his knot went down enough for his considerable load to start leaking out. Reaching down and touching Billy’s stomach, he could feel how full of come he was.
It was hot as hell.
“Now?” Billy complained. His cock was hard, but when Nick had experimented with touching it he had flinched.
Milking Billy’s oversensitive cock of another load might have been hot, but Nick wanted Billy mellow and high on nothing but pleasure.
That way he wouldn’t balk at what Nick had planned next.
He decided to skip the punishment he had mentioned. Billy had gotten off at the threat of it, but they both knew there was no way he could have held off his orgasm. Nick doubted Billy even remembered it past the haze of his pleasure.
“Now,” Nick confirmed. He stood up, pressing Billy to his chest and effortlessly holding him off the ground, and walked to the bedroom. Once there, Nick crawled up on the bed, Billy underneath him, and lay down with his legs and elbows keeping most of his weight off Billy’s body.
“Your knot is smaller now,” Billy commented. Nick grunted out a noise of agreement and busied himself kissing Billy’s neck until his knot was small enough that he could pull it out without causing damage.
“Does it still feel good?” he asked. He knew that it had to be intense, feeling the big knot bearing down on his prostate.
Billy nodded, grinning as he pressed his face into the mattress. There was a blush moving up his neck, and Nick found it adorable. He followed the spread of the blush with a trail of open-mouthed kisses.
Nick didn’t give Billy any warning before pulling out of his ass. His knot encountered a second of resistance before Billy’s ass opened up around him, letting him go with a squelch.
“Fuck!” Billy cried, pushing up on his elbows and looking over his shoulder with a scowl.
Nick grinned and kissed him on the nose, the look of outrage on Billy’s face making him laugh.
He then jumped off the bed and walked over to the dresser where he retrieved a plug modeled to be about a third the circumference of his knot.
“Relax your ass,” Nick ordered, crawling between Billy’s legs. Without waiting for an answer he pushed the plug against Billy’s gaping hole, shoving it in with a push and a twist that had Billy jumping up with a howl.
It was too late, though. The plug was in place.
“I want that to stay in until tonight, do you understand?” Nick spoke the words in a no nonsense tone, moving up the bed until he had Billy backed up against the headboard while he gave him a stern look.
Billy’s eyes were wide and dark, his shock mixed with intense arousal. “You want me to go to work with it still… inside me?
Nick didn’t answer, but his wolfish grin spoke for itself. Billy’s pupils were so big they looked like you could drown in them.
“But I have to work!” Billy said, sounding a little panicked.
“Well then you better change into some tight underwear or everyone will be able to see how excited you are.” Nick put his hands on Billy’s shoulders, his thumbs moving in to rub over his throat.
Billy took a shuddering breath and closed his eyes, leaning against the headboard as he let the air out of his lungs.
“Now I’m going to give you two choices,” Nick said, making Billy’s eyes snap open.
He crawled up on his knees so that he was straddling Billy’s legs, looking down on him from above.
He continued stroking Billy’s throat with his thumbs, moving his hands closer so that his fingers wrapped around the entirety of Billy’s neck.
He felt big, powerful and strong, and knowing that Billy was feeling the exact opposite was the sweetest thing he could imagine.
“Okay?” Billy said, his voice shaky.
“You can go off and enjoy your day off however you chose, keeping the plug in until you come see me after you’ve finished work tonight,” Nick said, licking his lips and increasing the pressure of his fingers on Billy’s throat just enough that he would feel it.
“Or… you could spend the day locked up in the cage in my playroom.”
Nick lowered himself down so that he was sitting on Billy’s lap, hands moving up to grip the back of his hair and tilt his head up. He pressed a gentle kiss to Billy’s lips before pulling away with a smirk.
“Well?” he asked, cupping Billy’s cheek as the boy stared at him like he didn’t know what to say.
“You want to put me in a cage?” he finally blurted out, sounding like he thought Nick was out of his mind.
“Yes. And then when Damon shows up, I want to take him into the playroom and show him just what a good boy you are.” Nick pinched Billy’s cheek for emphasis, making him wince. He leaned in and whispered in Billy’s ear, “I want to make him jealous.”
Billy shuddered, his cock raging hard, looking confused and nervous. Nick decided to give him some time to think.
“I’m not going to be mad if you don’t want to play,” he said, climbing off the bed.
“I’m going to go clean off the couch. You can either go take a shower, which I will take as a no; or you can go to the playroom and kneel by the cage, which I will take as your consent to being locked up and put on display for my friend. ”
Tucking his cock back into his suit, loving the pungent smell of sex and cum that clung to his skin, Nick started to leave the room. Billy stopped him before he reached the door.
“He wouldn’t do anything, right? Just … watch?”
Nick forced the smug shit-eating grin that was trying to spread over his face down. He turned around and gave Nick his best serious face. “Of course. I don’t share—with anyone.”
Billy nodded and looked down, his face conflicted. Nick left him to think it over and headed to the living room. The couch reeked of sex, the imprint of Nick’s sweaty body clearly visible against the dark leather, and Nick took a minute to savor it. A flick of his wrist and it was good as new.