Chapter Five #2
“Oh, I’m up for it.” Henry took a few more bites. “What did you have in mind?”
“It would be better to show you.” Henry took the last bite, then Jackson took his bowl to the dishwasher. “Come on.”
Jackson took Henry’s hand and pulled him along to his bedroom. The first thing Henry noticed were the restraints tied to the posts of Jackson’s headboard and the paper bag sitting at the foot of the bed. Nervous energy flooded his body.
“What’s in the bag?” Henry wondered.
“A couple of new toys I got just for the occasion.” Jackson took him into his arms, kissing him until Henry’s head was spinning. “I’m going to tie you down and tease you until I don’t think you can take anymore, then I’m going to fuck you.” His voice was low and husky.
“Um,” Henry said uncertainly. “I’ve never…”
“I know.” Jackson kissed him again. “It’s all about whether you trust me or not.”
“Of course I trust you. I know you would never hurt me; it’s just that…” Henry trailed off, his cock hardening at the thought of what Jackson was suggesting. What would it be like to be at his mercy?
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Jackson broke into Henry’s musings. “I promise I won’t be mad.”
Henry smiled; Jackson was giving him an out. But did he want to take it? He thought back to the first time they were together, when Jackson had held him down and how hard Jackson had made him come. Desire replaced his nerves. “What do I do?” he whispered.
“Just lie down and let me take care of you,” Jackson said huskily before claiming his mouth. “Is that a yes?” Henry nodded. “I need to hear you say it, baby.”
“Yes,” Henry breathed out.
“Good. I want you to do everything I say. I’m warning you up front that I’m going to push you to your limits, but I promise that the orgasm will be worth it.” Jackson’s smile was feral.
“Okay,” Henry said shyly.
“Strip for me, nice and slow,” Jackson commanded. Henry started with his shirt, undoing the buttons one by one instead of just ripping it open like he wanted to. Jackson came to him as he shrugged it off his shoulders, running his hand down Henry’s chest. “Now the pants.”
Henry kicked out of his shoes then eased the pants down his legs and stepped out of them. “Boxers too?” he asked.
“Yeah, baby,” Jackson’s voice was sexy as hell and Henry shivered.
“I want you naked.” When Henry complied, Jackson growled.
“I love your body.” He pulled Henry to him and devoured his mouth.
“Unbutton my shirt,” he instructed when the kiss broke.
Henry ran his hands down Jackson’s chest to his waistband then pressed his lips against his exposed collarbone.
He could feel how hard Jackson was, and the man moaned when he ran his fingers along the ridge of his cock. “Undo my jeans.”
Jackson wore no underwear, and Henry was able to run his thumb over the damp head. He brought his thumb to his mouth, slowly licking. “I want to suck you so bad.”
“Later,” Jackson promised, ridding himself of the pants.
“Now get on the bed.” Henry did, lying in the middle and putting his hands over his head.
“Not yet, baby. I want you to give me a show. Get yourself ready for me, then I’ll show you what I bought for you.
Start with your nipples.” Jackson knew how sensitive Henry was there.
Henry moaned and his head fell back as he rubbed, and flicked, and pinched his nipples, his cock growing harder with each touch.
“Fuck, that’s sexy,” Jackson murmured. “Keep going. I want to watch you stroke your cock.” Henry made an incoherent noise but ran his fingers down his chest and wrapped them around himself.
After a minute or two, he started stroking faster; he was so turned on that he couldn’t help it.
“Nice and easy, baby. There’s no need to rush. I want you to draw it out.”
Another few minutes and he tried to speed up again, only to be stopped by Jackson’s hand on his wrist. “I’m so close. Please let me,” Henry begged, his entire body tingling.
Jackson’s answer was to take the wrist he was holding and stretch it over to the leather cuff, snapping it in place.
He did the same to the other arm, and Henry’s heart hammered in his chest. He was now Jackson’s to do with as he pleased.
“Okay so far?” Jackson leaned down and took his mouth, kissing him senseless, when he nodded. “Want to see what I bought you?”
“Yes.” Henry’s voice was little more than breath.
Jackson reached for the bag and dumped it out next to Henry.
“First, I’m going to use this.” He held up an oval-shaped vibrator for the other man to see, then he turned it on and ran it across Henry’s chest. Henry moaned when Jackson circled his right nipple, which was already sensitive, with the toy.
When he had Henry squirming and panting, he moved to the left one.
“Jackson,” Henry cried out when the man went lower with the toy.
The vibrations along his shaft were driving him crazy.
But Jackson didn’t speak, simply dragging the toy lower.
“Oh fuck,” he exclaimed when it was pressed against his balls.
His body jerked, but the cuffs held him in place for Jackson’s sensual massage.
“Feel good, baby?” Jackson questioned.
“It’s too much,” Henry groaned as Jackson slid the toy lower still.
“Let’s try this, then.” Jackson pushed back one of Henry’s knees and ran the vibrator along his crack.
“Jackson,” Henry whimpered. Jackson sat up and grabbed the other vibrator. This one was long and thin with a bulbous head. Henry whimpered when Jackson spread his cheeks, and he felt the gentle vibration against his hole.
“Let’s turn this up a little,” Jackson murmured, and the vibration got more intense.
“Oh fuck.” Henry’s eyes rolled back and fluttered shut when one of Jackson’s hands came up to toy with his still-sensitive nipples.
“Still feel good, baby?” Jackson checked on him.
“So, so good.” Henry had never been so turned on in his life. His cock was so hard that it was leaking against his stomach.
“Want to see the last toy?” Jackson’s voice turned him on almost as much as the vibration against his hole.
“Yes.” Henry’s voice sounded strung out even to his own ears.
“This is a cupped cock ring.” Jackson held it up.
Henry’s breath came in heavy pants just thinking about how it was going to feel.
Jackson’s hands on him as he put the cock ring around his dick made him moan.
And he whimpered when Jackson cupped his balls to put them in place.
Then Jackson turned it on, and holy hell did it feel good.
Henry was soon panting, especially when Jackson went back to teasing his ass with the other vibrator.
“Fuck,” Henry breathed out, wanting so badly to stroke his cock. He pulled against his restraints, but they held fast.
“Can’t forget about your nipples.” The oval vibrator danced over the right one causing a full body shiver to run through Henry.
He moaned deeply, looking up to find Jackson staring at him, naked and raw lust in his eyes.
“You may be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
Watching you is turning me on so much.” Jackson took the vibrators away and leaned down to kiss Henry passionately.
Henry watched as Jackson got off the bed to remove his pants.
He again left his shirt on but unbuttoned.
Then Jackson was on top of him, rocking their bodies together.
Henry’s cock pulsed. He wrapped his legs around Jackson’s waist, holding him close while he matched the movements of his body.
Jackson kissed his neck down to his collarbone, sucking up a love bite over the still-fading hickey he’d last given him.
Henry moaned and squirmed, rocking faster against Jackson.
Jackson reached down to remove the cock ring then resumed grinding against Henry. “Kiss me,” Henry managed.
As soon as the words were out, Jackson’s mouth was on his. “Are you close, baby?”
“So close.” Jackson pulled back and Henry almost wept at the loss of his warm solid body. “Please fuck me.”
“Not yet, sweetheart.” Jackson trailed his fingers slowly up and down Henry’s cock.
“More,” Henry begged. Jackson wrapped his hand around Henry’s cock stroking him oh-so slowly. Henry couldn’t stay still, hips thrusting upward, trying to make Jackson go faster. That only made Jackson pin his hips to the bed with his free hand. “You’re driving me crazy.”
Jackson licked up Henry’s shaft to swirl his tongue around the tip. “That was the plan. To push you to the limits of pleasure.”
“I’m there.” Henry gasped when Jackson sucked lightly on the head of his cock. “Please. Please. I’m there. I can’t take it anymore. My body is on fire. I need you to fuck me.”
“You know that I’m going to make you come on just my cock again, right?”
Henry nodded. Jackson grabbed some lube and drizzled it into his hand, then he slid a slippery finger into Henry, locating his prostate in no time.
Henry thought he’d been turned on before, but he realized that it had just been child’s play compared to what he was feeling now.
“Want your cock.” Instead, Jackson added a second finger, scissoring and stretching all while managing to brush his gland. “Please,” Henry begged.
“Damn, I love it when you beg.” Jackson kissed him deeply, the fingers inside him still caressing his spot.
“Please, Jackson.” If it was begging he wanted, then it was begging he’d get. “I can’t take it anymore. I need you to fill me up and make me come. Please, Jackson.”
While he was babbling, Jackson had put on a condom and lubed it up. He settled himself between Henry’s spread thighs but didn’t push in right away. Instead, he teased Henry’s rim with the head of his cock. “This is gonna feel so good.”