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He was going to try to, at least.
Bishop must’ve been thinking something similar because he smiled and kissed Ian’s cheek as he reached for the sexy underwear. “I’m glad, cutie. Now let’s try another one before we get sidetracked. We wouldn’t want to miss out on the gym.”
Ian couldn’t seem to decide if that would be a good thing or not, so he nodded and swallowed to give himself a minute. “Yes, Daddy.”
Yep, total cop-out, but he was easily forgiven once he was naked again.
Oh, the black one.
Neither of us had been sure this would work for the gym, but it was going to be fun to see it on. Bishop must’ve decided that he wanted to watch every second of this one going on because he just handed it over to Ian and smiled. “Show us how this one looks.”
The flimsy material was nearly see-through as Ian held it up, probably wondering if there was enough fabric to cover his erection. But he was a good sub and cocked his head, trying to please his Daddy. “Yes, Sir.”
Eventually, he figured out how it went on and carefully stepped into the leg holes. As he drew the fabric up his legs, it became clearer that his cock would slip into a narrow pouch at the front. It was definitely on the more decorative end of the spectrum and not gym functional at all, but it was…impressive.
As Ian blushed and fed his cock into the pouch, I walked around him and gave Bishop a quick kiss as I made a circle. “This seems like it might be a work-from-home kind of option, but I definitely want to see him wear it again later.”
Bishop made an agreeing sound as he nodded, circling Ian and trailing his fingers around the fabric. “Yes, I think this is more for chores around the house.”
As Ian whined and his cock strained and jumped under the soft caresses, we both moaned. We couldn’t take him to the gym like this, but fuck, it would be so incredible to watch his decorated cock shift and jerk as he got more and more turned on.
Bishop nodded to himself as he pressed his chest against Ian’s nearly naked back and reached around to test the fabric. “Yes, it’s a bit too delicate for the gym, but I think around the house, maybe with a cock ring, it could be even more practical.”
Making a thinking sound that seemed to have Ian blushing even more, I nodded and shifted closer. “I think that could work.”
Wrapping my hand around his hard length, I hefted his erection a bit before wrapping my fingers around the base. “Yes, I think there’s enough room here to make sure he stays hard.”
Bishop nodded and kissed Ian’s cheek sweetly. “It really needs him to be hard to make it work, so it might be necessary.”
“Hmm.” I kept up my best thinking businessman face as I considered our options. “What about a plug? Something that vibrates? He’s very easily stimulated that way.”
Ian’s groan was sexy and frustrated, but his cock was so hard it was straining the fabric. As we enjoyed the look and feel of the lingerie…because this wasn’t a jock…he swallowed and licked his lips. “I…but not at the gym? Just around the house, right?”
It was good to see that his brain worked enough to touch base about his limits.
“That’s right, baby.” As I pressed against his chest, Bishop mirrored my movement from behind and wrapped his arms around Ian.
“At home, we’re going to decorate you and play with you and keep you nearly naked, but at the gym, we won’t plug your sexy ass with toys or cage your dick.” Bishop kissed Ian’s cheek and smiled as Ian whined again.
It seemed like our boy didn’t know what he wanted…except to come.
Brushing a kiss over his lips, I ran my hands down his body and got a rush as he shivered and arched into me. “No distracting us, baby.”
Bishop chuckled. “It’s like he’s trying to get punished.”
As Ian sighed, I nodded. “I know, but we’re going to do our best to help him be a good boy. We’ll just test out a few more and then get him ready for the gym. He’s been saying he needs a workout, and it’s been a few days since you went, so we don’t want to skip it.”
Bishop’s grin was wonderfully wicked as Ian leaned his head forward and rested it on my shoulder as he sighed. I thought he might pout at the very least, but he took a deep breath and did his best to be a sweet boy who’d get to come. “Thank you, Sir.”
Laughing would’ve made me a terrible Dom, but as I grinned, I knew he’d enjoy the reward that was coming later.
He just didn’t know it yet.
