Page 23 of Whirlwind

With both hands, he reached down to stroke his sub’s cock, and then puzzled his way through the knot by touch until he found the right end to pull.

He leaned back without slowing his pace, taking in every inch of his sub’s flushed, desperate body.

Then he released the ribbon. “Come now, love. Come for me.”

And then they were coming together, Taylor’s hot cum spurting and flowing out of his thick cock. Julio felt the waves crashing over his own body as he filled the condom, filling his sub.

Some day he wanted to do this bare. Some day he wanted to tie Taylor up and then ride his hard cock, feeling his boy’s cum in his own ass. But, this, right now, was more perfect than anything he’d ever dreamed.

He kept rocking them together, desperately touching and kissing every inch that he could reach. Taking the right cue, Taylor was kissing him back, biting and licking along his shoulders and neck, wherever he could reach. Julio hoped he would leave marks.

When their lips met, it was explosive. He drank and drank from his boy.

At last, he let his spent body drop. He rested a bit of weight on his elbows, but Taylor’s chest was so wide and strong that he knew he could support him.

He eased Taylor’s legs down along his sides, but he wasn’t quite ready to pull out. He needed just a few more minutes just like this.

Taylor nuzzled into his neck, and he returned lazy kisses along his shoulder. He started murmuring praises against his boy’s skin. “So beautiful. So good for me. You were everything I wanted.”

He continued the litany as he ran one hand up Taylor’s arms to release the cuffs. Ever obedient, Taylor left his arms there.

Julio could feel himself softening, and it was too soon. He wasn’t ready for this perfect connection to end. Reluctantly, he reached down with the intention of holding the condom to pull out.

Taylor’s arms came around him, holding him closer. He loved the feel of those strong, wide hands on him. Taylor could practically cover his whole back with just his arms. And right now, it seemed that he didn’t want to move apart, either.

He used his other hand to stroke Taylor’s cheek and gave him a chaste kiss. “I don’t want to pull out either, baby boy. When we do this without a condom, I won’t have to.”

Something about what he said made Taylor grin like he’d been given a delightful surprise. Julio added STI testing to his weekend plans.

He withdrew and tossed the tied condom over the edge of the bed where he was pretty sure the trash can was. Then, he snagged the pack of wipes from the drawer. “Do you want a shower, pretty one, or do you want me to clean you up on the bed? Your choice.”

Taylor’s eyes darted around the room, like he was nervous about something.

Julio cut off his thoughts with a kiss. “What’s bothering you? Tell me. This is a partnership and being submissive doesn’t mean being silent. I want to hear what you’re thinking.”

Taylor’s shoulders inched up toward his ears, like he was trying to make himself smaller. “Should I go back home now?”

Julio launched himself at him, covering his face with kisses. “No, love. You’re staying right here. I wasn’t kidding about chaining you to my bed, either. No sneaking off in the middle of the night.” This time he said it with mock seriousness and a glint in his eye.

Taylor relaxed. “Is this like some kind of escape and evade mission?”

Julio laughed. When they first met, back in high school, they’d played a lot of role-playing games with a few other friends. It had been awhile.

“You’re in an impenetrable fortress, with no one to aid you. You’ll never escape.”

“In that case,” Taylor launched himself off the bed, “I get first dibs at the shower.”

Julio smiled indulgently as he climbed out of bed himself. If Taylor thought he was showering alone, he was sadly mistaken.