Chapter Three
A week is a long time in a state of permanent arousal. Ruari found that while absence might make the heart grow fonder, it also made the cock grow harder. He’d never been one who minded taking things in hand. However, he found himself taking cold showers instead. He'd wait until Seb made him come or until it was clear that wasn't going to happen. Either way, he was practicing abstinence. Hadn't he read somewhere it was good for you?
Whoever said that is a liar.
They'd managed a brief coffee, one early evening, when Seb had finished after school meetings and before Ruari started work. By Thursday, both were getting tetchy. Ruari knew they needed to see each other, to have, as he put it in a brief phone call on the Wednesday evening, "A proper date, no interruptions." They'd agreed on meeting up on Sunday, because Monday was a local holiday, and Seb didn't have to go into school. Seb met him at the pub, and then Ruari decided how the evening would progress. "We go upstairs with a bottle of wine, and strict instructions to the staff that I'm not in."
Seb laughed. "Never in? Now that's a shame. I was hoping you could be in or out."
Mmm, interesting. Was he a giver or a receiver? Do I dare ask? Ruari had decided to forego the answer. At least until he'd explained about the rest of his complicated once messed-up life to Seb. After that, there might not be a need to find out. Especially if he brought Miriam into the equation. Why was life so complicated?
He could hardly wait until the Sunday. The rest of the weekend had been incredibly busy and he hadn't had any time to think or worry about their date. Now, however, his nerves twitched. Something that not long ago he would have scoffed about. Said it was all in the imagination. Well now he knew it was true, even down to the stupid tic he was certain showed in his eye. His palms were sweaty as he waited for Seb to walk through the door.
Every time the door opened, he looked up with a grin, and his heart leaped, only for it to fall when it wasn't Seb. Dan laughed at him.
"Red, you said six. Give him a chance to be on time before you start panicking."
Ruari smiled ruefully. "Yeah, I know. Oh, well…" His voice trailed off as Seb entered. The smile he gave as he walked through the door lifted Ruari's heart and set his pulse racing.
"Okay, Dan, later," Ruari said. He ushered Seb out of the pub and into his private area. He locked the door into the bar behind him, checked the lock was still activated on the street door, and pulled Seb to him for a brief, loving kiss, before steering him upstairs.
"Be it ever so humble," Ruari said. "This is home. Well, you can sure see why I don't live with my parents." He watched as Seb looked around and laughed. Out loud and hard.
"Jeez, Ruari, what the hell is this? Looks like a bordello."
Ruari grinned at Seb's stunned expression. "Oh good. You got the gist, then?"
"It's hard not to. Pink furry chairs, velvet curtains, feather boas, and a whip. A whip, for fuck's sake, on the wall. Oh, and those dinky furry handcuffs. Oohh-er, darling." He dropped his wrist.
"Yup. Just what people expect. But it's okay. It stops here. This is never used except as an entrance hall." He opened a door at the rear of the room, just as Seb muttered something under his breath. It sounded like wouldn't mind trying some of it out , but he couldn't be sure. He wasn't brave enough to ask, yet.
Seb sighed in an exaggerated manner as he followed Ruari into a comfortable, conventional lounge. "Ahh."
"Yup, much more usual. But the hall is for effect, and it sure works. Coffee or merlot?"
"Er, is either of them a euphemism?" Seb raised an eyebrow. Ruari choked as Seb went on. "Because I'd like a glass of merlot, and I'm fucking sure I'd love the euphemism."
"I'm fucking sure we both would," Ruari said frankly. "Not yet, though. First, we'll have the merlot. I'll tell you a little bit more about my weird and, er, some would say wonderful family. Then you can decide if you still want to have the euphemism. If you do, great. If you don't, no hard feelings. Well, maybe."
Seb took the glass of wine Ruari handed over, and then pulled him down so they could sit close together. "Surely, it can't be that bad?" Seb asked.
"I’ll let you make your own mind up." Ruari fortified his courage with a healthy swallow of the smooth liquid. It tasted of walnuts and spices. He relished the warmth that spread as it slid down his throat. As the last flavor left his taste buds, he took a deep breath.
Seb put a finger over his mouth. "Nope, enough already. Let's just see where these tingles and hard cocks are taking us. Hopefully not to anymore cold showers. Hell, it’s a wonder I'm not shriveled to the size of a chipolata instead of hot, hard, and throbbing."
Ruari burst out laughing. "You too? Thank God. I thought I was the only sappy one. I wasn't going to jerk off until…well…"
"You decided I was a jerk or not? Yeah, me too. So are we jerks, jerking, or joining?"
Ruari shook his head, amused at the pair of them, and had another sip of wine. He could see Seb watching the play of his throat as he swallowed. He imagined it was Seb's cum he was swallowing; he could almost taste and smell its salty flavor and scent. He cleared his throat rapidly. "So, in the interest of not causing any droughts, human or otherwise?"
"Yeah."
***
Laughter surely was the best way to start a relationship. Especially as it soon turned to breathlessness. Sighs and moans. Seb had thought he would be nervous. It had been way too long since he’d made love. He hoped to hell the condom in his wallet hadn't perished through old age. Or his cock had given up reacting due to lack of use. What helped was the fact he could see Ruari was nervous as well.
Who would make the first move? Who would decide just what would happen and how?
Seb reveled in the stroke of Ruari's tongue in his mouth, but he wanted so much more. He also knew he had to be open about his character before they got any farther. Reluctantly his moved his mouth away. He could sense Ruari's confusion.
"No good?" Ruari asked softly.
"What? Don't be fucking stupid," Seb said. "How could you think that? It's more than good. So good in fact that my cock is ready to burst out of my jeans and come all over us."
"So what's the problem?" Ruari sounded confused. "We both want it."
"Yeah. Define it. "
Ruari just stared at him.
"Exactly. What is 'it'? How do you prefer to come?" Seb persisted. This was probably the moment where he discovered if there was going to be a relationship or not. "In someone or someone in you? I won't say give or receive, fuck or be fucked because we will make love. So, in my book that equates to giving, receiving, fucking, and getting fucked. Each particle adds up to making love. But," Seb paused, "we still need to agree on how ." He watched understanding come into Ruari's eyes and metaphorically held his breath. Dammit, tell me what you like.
"What if we can't agree?" Ruari asked. "What do we do? Toss a coin? Or just toss each other?"
In spite of the fact that he was worried, Seb chuckled. "Either or. So, any answers?"
Ruari smiled. A slow sexy smile that made Seb's toes curl and his cock demand attention. "Well, I'm easy. I love to have a good hard cock inside me. Well, I think I do. It's been so long, I've almost forgotten the experience."
Ruari ran his finger across Seb's cheekbone. As the featherlight touch seared sensations across his skin, Seb's heart rate sped up until he thought the thudding must show through his clothes.
"I'm damn well looking forward to being reminded how it feels, though," Ruari said. "But you know, I like to be aware of all those different sensations I get as my cock slowly moves past the barrier and is enclosed by a hot, tight ass just as much. As well as any other variation we would both enjoy."
Seb smiled, relieved . Phew. First hurdle over.
"And you?" Ruari asked.
Okay. Time to tell. He took a deep breath.
"I'm with you there." He saw Ruari was about to speak and put his finger firmly over his mouth. Ruari opened his lips slightly and slipped his studded tongue out to lick the finger. The smooth stud stroked his skin. The sensation was more than good, but he couldn't concentrate on it; he needed to finish his explanation. "Listen for a minute. Please. Ruari, I've got a, shall we say, domineering character. I like to be dominant. not a Dom but dominant. I like to be in charge." Seb paused but saw nothing on Ruari's face that showed displeasure, more avid interest. "I'm happy as you are, with each and every way to be loved. But if I'm honest, I do like to dictate how and when. That's not to say I won't listen to you or even bow to your choices, because a relationship, especially a loving relationship like I hope we're going to have, is all about listening to each other. However, I know what I'm like. Even when we are doing what you want, I'll be saying how we are going to do it. I need you to be honest, and tell me if you think you can cope with that part of my character? I will be loyal honest, faithful, and loving, but dominant."
He waited. Fuck, what if I’ve blown it? Should I have bided my time, let us make love and then kiss and tell ? Seb knew it was not in his nature to hide such an important facet of his character, and Ruari deserved to know what he would be getting into, while he could still get out.
Ruari exhaled. "So," he said. "What you're saying is that you like to be in charge, both at work and at play? What if I won't agree? Won't let you be in charge? If I say, okay, Seb, today you listen to me and let me lead? What, then? Will you spit the dummy out?"
Seb shook his head. "Nope, but you'll have a hell of a job on your hands. Or your cock, whatever. It's what I am."
"Hmm-mmm. Well, that's handy, isn't it?" Ruari ran his tongue around his lips. The action was so sexy, Seb wanted to groan his appreciation. Then there were Ruari's words.
He couldn't believe his ears. "It is?"
Ruari nodded. "Oh yeah, because as long as we share and share alike, I'm more than happy to lie back and let you have your wicked way with me," he paused. "Well, no, not quite, more you lead, and I'll follow. Mostly."
"Mostly?" Seb smirked. "You reckon?"
"Well, let's face it. If you have it all your own way, you'll get cocky. Not just cock. So, it's my duty to stir you up a bit occasionally." Ruari winked. "So, mostly."
Seb reveled in the rush of relief that swept through him. "Ruari, you stir me up all the time. Believe me; I'm happy about that. Are you?”
He delighted in the look Ruari gave him, as he nodded. Sultry, smoldering, and fucking sexy. Oh yeah . The nod was pure come-hither-and-let's-fuck.
"So, my dominant one, dominate." Ruari laughed deep in his throat. "Show me how it's done."
Seb considered his soon-to-be lover. The body, that fucking turn-on stud peeping through those kiss-me lips. Jeez, Seb. You sound like one of those hot romance things the women at school thought they were discussing discretely. "You happy for me to lead and decide tonight, then?" he asked.
Ruari nodded again. "As long as I get to learn all about you and know you'll experience all of me, I'm happy for you to dictate. Everything."
"You sure?" he asked slowly. "Do you know what you're saying?"
"Yes, every last thing, with one proviso," Ruari added.
Here it was. The okay, yeah but…
"Which is?" he asked.
Ruari stood up. Slowly. He toed off his trainers as his hand moved to the top of his jeans. With a teasing look, Ruari unbuttoned his fly by one excruciatingly slow unbutton at a time. Seb's mouth went dry.
"Bloody hell, Ruari, are you trying to kill me?" Seb asked. His voice sounded hoarse. "You don't need to show me you can undo your jeans."
"It's not the undoing, love. It's what's under them that I need to show you."
"Your cock? It's tiny? We'll cope. A dong and a half? We'll cope. One ball, three balls, shit, Ruari. We. Will. Cope—fuck me!"
"If that's what you want."
The jeans were undone. Seb could hardly breathe. Ruari commando was an awesome sight. His cock, released from its imprisonment, sprang up proud and defiant. And…
"Fucking hell, Ru'. Sweet fucking hell. What a gorgeous sight to behold!" He couldn't take his eyes off what he saw. Cock jewelry! Oh, now that is something else.
"You like?" Ruari kicked off his jeans and raised an eyebrow before pulling his T-shirt over his head. As he did so, his biceps tightened, and all his muscles came into play. Seb admired Ruari's body briefly before his eyes returned to that one amazing thing he could see.
"To think I had no idea. Any more surprises up your, well, any more surprises?"
"Not like this."
"Good," Seb said. "I don't think my heart would stand it. Because that is something else. It makes me want to change all my ideas for tonight. That, I must get to know."
Ruari laughed. He sounded relieved. "My pleasure, and yours."
"Oh yes. Definitely. Hope you're not tired, love. I think it's going to be a very long night. Will you come over here and let me touch?"
"If you strip."
Seb raised his eyebrows.
"Tit for tat, Seb. I told you; I'll stir it up. You won't get your own way all the time, dominant or not. And you can see all of me, so I think it's only fair I see all of you. Every last bit."
Seb found himself nodding, still unable to move his eyes from where they looked. He undid the buttons on his shirt and slipped it off to let it lie on the floor. He heard Ruari's indrawn breath as he saw what the material had concealed.
"You think you're the only one, then? Maybe not as bold as you, but you're the only one to have seen these." The silver through each nipple sparkled and swayed as he leaned down and took his trousers and boxers off, somewhat faster than Ruari had. Now there were two hard cocks standing up, begging for attention. "Now," Seb commanded. "Come over here so I can touch." He watched as Ruari walked slowly toward him with his hands holding his penis. Seb's mind whirled. How the hell was he going to decide just what was going to happen? He had been promising himself that, all being well, he would bury his cock, one leisurely inch at a time inside Ruari's ass. Watch as his lover sensuously caressed his own cock to come. Now Seb was torn. He remembered the line from a song about someone not being able to decide what they really wanted." Seb laughed to himself. How the hell could you envisage what would be best?
Ruari came to a halt in front of him, put a hand on a hip, and posed like a body builder. "I must look fucking stupid. I so don't have the body builder's physique. How they stand like that for more than a few seconds defeats me," he said. "But it got your attention, so it was worth it."
"Cock teaser." Seb growled.
"And you're not? I've seen the way you look at me. Fucking gorgeous it is too," Ruari said. "But you told me you wanted to touch, so go ahead. As long as I can touch you soon."
Seb nodded and took a deep breath as, without hurrying, Ruari leaned forward. His tongue sneaked out, circled his lips, before delicately tracing the outline of Seb's nipple, and then slipping between Seb's nipple ring and skin. Seb's already sensitive nipple zinged as the tongue and stud swirled over it, and then caught the silver ring that fitted snugly through it. The resultant tug sent immediate, intimate, and sharp daggers of arousal from his nipple to his cock. He exhaled in a rush.
"Shit, Ru. That is fucking marvelous. What you do to me… I can't describe it. I can only say thank you." His voice was full of emotion, and he had to blink the moisture away from his eyes.
Ruari moved his mouth and grinned.
Seb took his chance and leaned into him. "My turn." He found Ruari's cock and almost reverently took its tip in his mouth. He sucked his way to the base as it reared snugly from its nest of curls. Seb bared his teeth and carefully caught hold and pulled gently at the semicircle ring of silver embedded there.
***
Ruari moaned in pleasure-pain. He hadn't dared admit to himself just how scared he was that Seb would find his intimate piercing a turn off. Then when he saw Seb's nipples standing taut and proud, their silver circles surrounding them, he almost came there and then. It was a real turn-on to know his lover enjoyed similar things as he did. Then to have Seb's mouth circling his lorum had just about been the end, only immense self-control had kept it all together.
"That is fucking marvelous," he said through clenched teeth. "But you're not going to be in charge for long, Seb, if you don't get on with it. Either put that sweet cock into me or let me show you how my cock fucks you." He waited, wondering how Seb would react. Shit, he himself was hot, horny, and ready for anything and really wanted to know those feelings were reciprocated.
"Don't you believe it," Seb told him. "I'm in charge tonight. Make no mistake. So, you think I have a sweet cock, eh? Want to taste? Here." He watched as Seb took hold of his own cock and lifted it toward him. "Go on. Kneel down and taste."
Ruari looked at him and saw the dare in his eyes. Not a Dom, eh? Pretty damn well near. Well, for now he was happy to play it Seb's way. But he knew there would be clashes in the future. Even if he provoked him, just to see how they made up. Meanwhile, he smiled, and then almost challengingly went down on his knees in front of Seb. Slowly, he moved his lips toward Seb's cock; his tongue slipped out from between his teeth and reverently encircled the tip. "Like this?"
Seb growled. Ruari opened his mouth to take the head of Seb's cock into his mouth, deliberately grazing it with his stud. Seb's erotic moan went right to his own cock and made it twitch and plead for attention. Shit, if Seb didn't move things on fast, it was going to be too late.
"Seb…mmm…" His words were indistinct as his mouth worked.
"Yeahsss." It came out as a hiss. "You got condoms?"
Ruari lifted his head. "I own a pub. A gent's with a machine. And luckily, overflow stock in my bathroom."
"Get them," Seb ordered. "Where's the bedroom?"
Ruari indicated as he stood up. "First left."
Seb nodded. "Meet me there."
Yeah, yeah. Well, okay, he wanted to, but… He nodded and walked out, his cock aching, his body throbbing. He hoped Seb was as horny and hard as he was. He made his way to the bathroom and took the time to clean his teeth. As he turned to leave the room, he remembered something important. How on earth could I forget safe sex? He grabbed a handful of condoms, pivoted on his heels, and bumped into a solid, male body.
"Have you got a toothbrush I can use, please?"
"Sure." He bent over to reach into the cupboard under the sink. The movement would present his ass toward Seb, and Ruari wondered if or how he would respond. He wasn't left to speculate for long. Seb moved his hand to squeezed Ruari's butt firmly before his fingers gently circled the entrance to Ruari's anus. If his intention was to tempt and excite Ruari, it worked. It was no more than a tease, just that sweet hint of things to come—he hoped.
"Gel, hold on, shit, gel," Ruari babbled. He listened to Seb's soft laugh.
"You are going to let me take you, Ruari. Have no doubt there. I'm going to push myself inside that sweet ass. Bury myself in you and know you're warm and tight around me, like we spoke about. You're going to make yourself come as I fuck you." Statements of intent, not questions, "Oh yes, Ru. Oh-oh yes. Bedroom now." The slap on his butt was unexpected. It stung in a pleasurable way, and his arousal went up a few notches. He hadn't thought that possible; he was so turned on already.
Not a Dom? Yeah, right. Well, no way am I going to call him Master or Sir.
He stood up, handed Seb a new toothbrush, and passed him the toothpaste. Then he stood back to let Seb use the sink and returned the slap on the butt. Seb laughed. "Oh, just you wait."
"I will. In the bedroom. I've got the condoms and the gel."
"And the handcuffs?" Seb raised an eyebrow.
It was Ruari's turn to laugh. "No way. Strictly for display purposes. They're so tiny you'd be lucky to get them around your cock let alone a wrist."
He was sure he heard Seb say, "Good idea; we'll have to try that," as he left the room. Life looked as if it was going to be very interesting from now on.
He was lying on his back on the bed, legs crossed at the ankles with his cock showed to its best advantage, when Seb walked through the door.
"Now that is a sight for sore eyes," Seb said. He walked up to the bed. "Pity, I'm not going to see it for a while. Turn over and get on your knees."
With a smirk, Ruari did as he was asked. He could sense Seb's gaze on him. A slick, gel-slicked finger pushed his legs open wider, and snaked through to tug his silver circle.
His breath whistled through his clenched teeth. "Jeez, Seb."
Seb laughed. "Oh, there's more."
One slippery finger began to probe his hole. Ruari welcomed the sensation of tingling awareness that ran through him. Oh, yeah. The anticipation of the pain of the first push, the knowledge of the pleasure that would follow, had him teetering on the edge of coming.
"Okay? Not too fast for you? You said it had been a long time," Seb asked. He pressed his lips to the nape of Ruari's neck.
"Noooo, perfect. It's like riding a bike. You remember how it works pretty damn quick. Aaahh, oh yesss." Seb had moved his finger. The sting was intense, making him automatically pull away, to try and expel the invader. Seb, obviously knowing it was a subconscious reflex, ignored the movement, and pushed steadily, carefully further in. The pain changed. The stings became pinpricks of pleasure. Ruari thrust back, demanding more. Oh sweet world, it was good. No! More than good.
A second carefully gelled finger joined the first, a twin dance of exquisite sensations.
"Ah, love, so fucking good. So fuck-ing good." He heard the soft laugh as finger number three decided to dance. "Hell, Seb, dominate, for fuck's sake, will you?"
"Oh yeah. I'm going to. You ready to learn just how my cock fills your ass? Hard and fast? Gentle and slow? And all things in between?"
Those magic fingers pulled back, and one by one left the haven they’d created. He heard rather than saw Seb use the hand cleanser he kept by the bed.
"Tomorrow," Seb said, his voice firm. "We go shopping."
"We do?" He turned his head slightly, to see the love and animation on Seb's face.
"Oh yeah. I've a mind to buy mirrors. I want us to see each other. All the time. See how we affect each other." Seb's voice dropped. "See how we come."
Oh, sweet heavens above. His breathing must have given him away because Seb squeezed his butt. "You like the thought of that, then? Watching our every move."
"Oh yeah." Do I ever.
"Good."
Again, he experienced that squeeze. It sent sensations straight from his mind to his cock. And back again.
"Ready to take me, and let me move inside that exquisite ass of yours?" Seb asked.
Ruari nodded, too caught up in the vision to manage coherent speech. He felt Seb position himself behind him.
"Lift yourself higher," Seb commanded. "Oh yeah, just like that. Jeez, Ru, I so wish you could see how bloody beautiful you look. That perfect ass, presenting itself to me. My cock slick, smooth and ready as it moves closer to you." His voice dropped an octave. "Ready…willing…and, oh my, fucking able." Seb's cock brushed his ass as he entered him. The pleasure-pain overwhelmed him. It was to Ruari amazement that his eyelashes grew wet as tears came to his eyes. They were tears of hope and joy.
"Aahh, oh yes. So fucking good ." He pushed back to get even more of that amazing cock into him, and they began to move in unison. The stretching sensation of being filled after such a long time was almost too much to bear. His heart pounded in time to each firm thrust.
"Oh yeah, Ru. That's it, love. You move to meet me. Jeez." Seb's voice was agonized. "So bloody good."
Ruari knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He rested on one elbow and grabbed his dick, using his precum to slide his fingers, slick on the skin. "Fuck me, Seb. I'm gonna come. Now."
"No coming." Seb panted. "Do not dare."
Seb increased the pace. The slap, slap of Seb's balls on Ruari's butt could be heard as he moved in and out. Seb's hot, hard cock was tight in Ruari's ass; it aroused and affected every nerve end it covered. They way it moved with smooth effectiveness had Ruari stretched to the limit. He was full of the scent of Seb, his mind engrossed with the heady aroma of sexual pleasure.
"Touch my cock." Ruari gasped. "Please, Seb, touch my dick, help me, and let me know your hands on me."
His reply was a slap on the ass. He was getting a bit fed up of those prissy slaps. If—no, when —their places were reversed, he would show Seb just how a nerve-tingling slap should be administered. Then who would be dominant? But Ruari forgot everything as Seb began to come inside him. As Seb moved faster and harder, Ruari stroked himself, mimicking the actions he discerned in his ass.
With a shout of pure exultation, Seb came. His cock was buried deep inside his lover, his body tight up against Ruari's.
"Don't come, Ru. Don't you dare fucking come. Not now. Not like this. The only way I'm going to even think of letting you come this first time is buried so deep in my ass you'll think you're digging your way to my cock. Move your hand. Now! " The later, meant as a command, was more a plea. One Ruari reluctantly decided to accept. Slowly, with one last caress, he moved his hand away from his penis. He held himself up on both hands as Seb leaned on him. He was aware of Seb's nipple rings engraving their presence on his back. He heard Seb groan before he spoke, his voice hoarse and choppy. "Fucking hell, love. Amazing, bloody fucking amazing. Am I too heavy? I'll move when I can."
Ruari shook his head. "I love it, the sensations that you've brought me are indescribable, and the way you’re on top of me is…" He hesitated, not sure if he could do it justice in words. "Well, it's completion, I guess. But my cock is cold and demanding to be heated." He was rewarded with a shaky laugh.
"Tough shit. I'm savoring the moment." His nerve endings tingled as Seb pulled out. Ruari fell forward flat on the bed as Seb rolled to one side.
"Soon," Seb said. "Soon, I'm going to show you how your cock grows and loves to be in me."
Ruari smiled and kissed his lover's hand. "I can hardly wait."