“No.” He says it like Colton is a freak. His eyes drop to Colton’s hard cock. Yeah, he’s totally going to get off on this. Graham must see it in his smile, and he chews on his lower lip.
“Come here. Put your hands on the glass and arch your back. Let’s see your sweet hole.”
Graham swallows but moves forward, cock bobbing and hardening with each step. He closes his eyes as his hands touch the glass, and his shoulders relax as he gives in. His back arches,and Colton gives a hum of approval as he brushes a hand down Graham’s spine.
He takes the plug out, hears the drip of lube and Colton’s come hitting the tile.
“Oh,” Graham says, almost whimpering, a flush of embarrassment flooding over his pale skin. He drops a hand to his groin, squeezes his balls and strokes his cock before pulling his hand away and putting it back on the glass.
“Do you know what’s going to happen?”
“Tell me.” He’s pretty sure Graham just wants to hear him talk.
“We’re getting you all slippery and then a little nozzle, small and barely noticeable for a cock slut like you, will go into your ass.” This gets a gasp and a swift look. His hand comes off the glass again, goes to his balls.
Oh. Graham wants to be called a cock slut? Wants to be Colton’s cock slut? Well, it’s really no surprise, and the idea is fucking hot as hell. In fact, the words are now on the tip of his tongue. He’ll ask Graham if he’s Colton’s cock slut, get him to beg for Colton’s cock, and then he’ll fuck into him in one slow, steady thrust. Get him to take it and ask for more, because he’s a slut for it.
No! No, he’snotgoing to do that right now! He stops touching Graham. Colton clears his throat and has to look away from Graham’s hole, which he can see tightening and relaxing in need. What the fuck was he saying?
Right!He’s holding an enema hose—it’s not complicated. The need to fuck Graham is making him stupid.
His voice is rough. “Stop touching your cock. Um, anyway, it will be warm and there’s a good chance you’ll go straight into subspace as we get you all filled up. Then you’ll hold it for a while, and we’ll get you to the toilet, where you’ll eliminate. Then we’ll come back to the shower, get you all washed and sparklingclean, and then I’m probably going to eat you out and then fuck you very, very hard.” His cock throbs warningly. “At least twice.”
“I don’t think I need you here for the enema,” Graham says, carefully blank. He isn’t looking at Colton.
“Do you want to use your safe word? Or say yellow and we can slow down, talk about it some more?”
Graham shifts from one foot to the other, legs still spread. Colton puts a knuckle against Graham’s hole and presses gently, soothing him.
“No, I—I don’t know. I just don’t want to do it.” He pushes away from the glass and turns around, wrapping his arms around Colton. He’s so sweet and clingy. He’s trembling, and he’s doing that thing where somehow he makes himself a little smaller so it seems like Colton is taller than him. He tries to burrow into Colton, and it makes Colton feel like the luckiest and most powerful man in the world.
There are a lot of subs who do this, and he’d yank them back into place and get on with it because they were deliberately being a brat and/or trying to manipulate him. That isn’t Graham. He knows it.
“You’re going to need to use your words, sweetheart.” And he rubs his fingers into the back of Graham’s neck where the muscles have gone tight.
Graham shivers, the submissive part of him recognizing and yielding to Colton’s dominance.
“It’s embarrassing. It’s just too much.”
“Are you telling me you want to do it on your own?”
Graham is quiet for a moment. “It’s gross.”
That’s not an answer. “I’m not going to go with you into the toilet. If you want to get in the shower and start cleaning yourself when it’s over, before I get in, we can do that, too. But, sweetheart. I really don’t care. I feel very possessive of you and your body, particularly your ass and your hole. It’s the primaryway I assert dominance over you. For me, this is another way of controlling you. If the idea of me being in there with you makes you ashamed but aroused and you want it, I’ll be very happy to do that.”
“I don’t want you in there with me while I take a shit.”
Colton chuckles. “Fair enough.”
“But youwantto give me the enema?” Graham clearly doesn’t believe him.
“I do. You’ll be surprised to know,” he says, very deadpan, “that I want to fill you up and have you gasping and begging for relief in any form that takes. Cock and come or water and hose, that is all very, very arousing to me.”
Graham cuts off a laugh and tries to get closer to Colton. “I don’t know,” he whispers even as he’s petting Colton’s sides. It’s clear he wants it. Wants Colton to just do it and not make him ask. They’re not playing that way yet, though. He doesn’t know him or them together enough to do that.
“If that’s what you want, squeeze my arm twice. I have to know for sure. I need you to help me, too,” he says, kissing him, forcing Graham’s mouth open with his so he can press his tongue inside.
Which is a mistake. Fuck, he’s so hard and Graham is here, naked, and he stinks of Colton’s come and the sex they’ve had, and every reason he had for delaying the inevitable is gone from his mind. He moves them, getting Graham against the wall, and presses his cock against Graham’s groin and hip, which isn’t soft enough or satisfying enough, and he’ll be damned if he puts up with such poor accommodation when his submissive has a perfect mouth and a hole to use.
