Page 30 of Burning Up

Toby rubbed his hand over his cock, which he’d yet to free from his pants. “I don’t want to talk anymore.”

“Then close your mouth and listen,” Bryce said. “If I do anything that bothers you at all, you tell me and I’ll stop.”

“I trust you,” Toby said, and Matt nodded.

“I get that, but I don’t ever want to scare you.”

“What did you have in mind?” Matt looked slightly concerned, but Toby’s eyes were full of excitement.

Bryce swallowed, trying to find his voice. Toby continued to stroke himself, and all Bryce wanted to do was watch Toby’s hand. Finally, he forced his gaze up until his eyes locked with Toby’s. “I want to restrain you. I want to tease you, bring you right to the edge and then make you wait.” He hesitated.

Neither man seemed disturbed. Toby was working himself faster than before, and Matt was smiling. “Too bad I didn’t bring our bondage rope,” he said.

The tension in Bryce eased. He hadn’t been wrong about them.

Matt pulled Toby’s hand away from his cock and replaced it with his own. “I’d love to see you use the rope on Toby. He’s gorgeous all trussed up. I get a little skittish with bondage, but I don’t mind being held down or told what to do. I… I actually like it.” Matt blushed adorably.

“Wait right there.” Bryce rummaged in his closet until he found the red ropes he hadn’t used in far too long. “How about this?”

Toby’s eyes widened. “Oh yes.”

“Perfect. Now strip.”

“I thought you wanted to go slow,” Toby teased.

“I want you to do exactly what I say.”

Toby sucked in a breath and quickly shucked his pants.

“You too,” Bryce ordered Matt.

This time Matt didn’t even try to resist taking Bryce’s commands. After pulling off his shirt and going to work on the fastenings of his pants, he looked at Bryce, who was still fully dressed. “Aren’t you going to get naked too?”

“Eventually.” He loved how disconcerted it made his lovers for him to toy with them while he was still dressed.

Toby scooped up his clothes and tossed them on the chair Bryce had tucked under the window in the perfect position to catch the morning sun. It was usually occupied by Rollo.

Toby walked to the bed, obviously enjoying being watched, working his hips, showing off his lean, gorgeous body. Matt wasn’t self-conscious—and God knows he didn’t need to be—but he wasn’t the show-off Toby was. He must have had enough of Toby’s display, because as Toby put his knee on the bed, Matt reached out and goosed him. Toby jumped, making an undignified squawk.

They were fucking adorable together. That thought gave Bryce a momentary flash of doubt. Then Toby stretched out on his back and reached his arms above his head. When he sank into the mattress in total surrender, Bryce’s hesitation fled.

“You said something about restraining me?”

Bryce raised his brows. “Spanking you would probably be better.”

“Mmmm.” Toby’s grin grew even more sly.

“That can certainly be arranged, you know.”

Toby licked his lips, looking less confident now. “Really? You would…”

“If and only if you want me to.” Bryce didn’t always go in for spanking, but the thought of Toby draped over his lap, wrists lashed together, the red rope stark against this pale skin… Fuck yeah he wanted that. With Matt kneeling, waiting his turn or helping hold Toby down.

“Stand up,” he ordered Toby as he handed Matt a length of rope. “Tie his hands behind his back.” Toby turned so he faced Bryce, putting his back to Matt. He sighed dramatically as Matt began to wind the rope around his wrists. His cock was deeply pink and straining for attention.

Bryce closed the distance between them and reached for Toby’s hard shaft. Toby groaned and pushed into his hand as Bryce jacked him a few times before catching the drop of precum that glistened at the tip of his cock and brought it to his mouth. Toby’s breath quickened as he watched Bryce lick his finger clean.

Bryce grinned and stepped back until he could sit down on the bed. “Are his hands secure?”

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