Page 66 of Love Lessons

Dustin wondered if it was going to be difficult to keep track of Landon at different ages and genders. But the gender transitions were clear, and he got the sense that the age regression might be something that Landon just slipped in and out of. This was the first time they’d labeled it, but it wasn’t too different from how they played and flirted with each other the rest of the time.

He probably should have been more confused, and he’d definitely need to sort through a lot of this later. In the moment, though, it was easy to follow Landon’s lead.

You have a one-track mind, he teased. But he let Landon see his desire. After sharing something so profound, he wanted nothing more than to be close to Landon. To consume him.

He’d be more than happy to make out on the couch, too, though. Or just hold him in bed.

Landon, though, looked like he wanted something different.

Dustin debated whether he should force Landon to talk more before they continued, but he also didn’t want to disrupt their beautiful evening or undermine Landon’s confidence. The trick with Landon was mostly to communicate with bodies and actions, and let him share when he was ready. Even if he was diving into sex as an avoidance technique, they could have fun tonight and talk tomorrow.

What were you thinking of? Still something on the lighter side?

I think so. Landon grew a bit more serious, showing more of his confidence and experience as he considered options. Actually, do you want to try something new?

Something new after all that? Presumably something new to him, not to Landon.

He’d just been thinking about rolling around in the bed. At most pinning Landon’s wrists with his hands. But he liked the idea of discovering what Landon’s favorites were and what he’d want at a time like this. If it extended the time that he got to take care of Landon, he was in.

I could try something new. What is it?

Well, I guess it could go a few ways. But anything that has me wrapped up tightly. Are you more interested in Shibari or sensory deprivation?

Oh, fuck. Dustin actually groaned out loud. His cock, which had already been pleasantly aroused, got uncomfortably tight in his pants. The idea of having Landon completely helpless for him, relaxing in a web of ropes... And sensory deprivation? He didn’t even know what that looked like, but he imagined it was another step up from there.

So that’s a yes? Landon asked eagerly.

He wished it could be. That’s me saying that it sounds hot as fuck, but I don’t know what to do and I won’t do anything that might put you in danger or prevent me from seeing your safewords.

We can leave my hands free and visible with either one. This can get much more intense with masks and things, but I just want to feel constrained.

It was fascinating to Dustin that Landon was so uncomfortable opening up about his personal life and acknowledging their age play scene, but seemed completely unfazed by asking for bondage. He wondered if bondage seemed more impersonal or familiar.

He knew that, for himself, he wouldn’t be able to see it as anything but intimate and beautiful. Something they were sharing together. And knowing that Landon so clearly needed to be restrained right now added a deeper level of possession and need.

Which one’s easier for a newbie to not mess up?

Landon tilted his head, considering, then pulled out his encyclopedic knowledge of kink. It could go so many ways. Shibari as an artform takes years to master, but there are less fancy ways to use ropes. It still takes some time to learn the knots, though, and where to put them safely. I have a few Velcro cuffs, but they won’t get us very far on their own. Saran wrap is probably easiest, since we’re not covering my hands and we’ll keep it far away from my face. The very worst that can happen is that I get sweaty and dehydrated, but I’ll drink some water first.

Sorry, what? Saran wrap? He couldn’t be serious.

Yeah. When you watch porn everybody has these fancy toys, but in real life kinksters do a lot of improvising. And Saran wrap is a classic.

So I just… wrap you in Saran wrap? It was a completely different situation with different toys, but Dustin thought back to that porn video he loved. The one with the milk crates and the duct tape and the IKEA stool. The one where you could see they were in love.

He knew that he and Landon weren’t there yet, but, silly as it was, this made him feel like they could get there.

Yep. As long as my fingers and toes are still pink, you’re OK. And when you’re done, you cut it off with safety scissors.

Anything else?

Well… you could leave a few gaps open to touch my skin.

So I mostly wrap you up and then just touch a few areas?

Yeah. It’s… amazing. Landon’s eyes went dreamy. Everything else floats away until your body doesn’t even exist. It’s… it’s not even peaceful because you’re just completely gone. Then, if there’s a tiny little touch it’s magnified by a thousand. Like an explosion.

Oh, God. Dustin wanted to put that look in Landon’s eyes.