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“Finn and I want to take you to The Backdoor Lifestyle Club. It’s a sex club for the LGBTQ+. We quite enjoy it there because it allows Finn to be his expressive and exhibitionist self. He loves to be watched, which is why he’s such a good model. Usually, we enjoy using a room that is open to anyone who wants to watch us. But we’ll leave the choice up to you. Some rooms are closed off to the public, so you can experience a sex club without the intrusiveness of others watching. If you choose to be in an open room, we all wear masks to hide our identities. It allows us to express ourselves freely without fear of discovery. What do you think about that?”

“I’m still new to this, but I’ve said I want to experience all of it, and I meant it. But if we do this, I would definitely like to wear a mask.”

Knox smiled broadly. “Finn will be so excited.”

He thrust the box into my hand. “This is for you.”

I took the proffered black velvet box and opened it to find a gleaming butt plug, casting my reflection back at me. It looked larger than the toys he’d previously used on me, and the end had a large ring for easy removal.

“It’s stainless steel. It won’t be flexible, but it should be comfortable. I want you to wear it a couple of times a day for a few hours, getting used to a thicker intrusion. It’s not the smallest one, but it’s not the largest either. It will be big enough for you to feel, but not be uncomfortable. You can even wear it tonight if you’re so inclined. Your slacks should hide any hard-on you may get.”

My face heated, but I was also eager to use it. “I don’t have any lube.”

His grin turned crooked. “I always have bottles readily available. Do you want me to put it in for you?”

“What about Finn?”

“I will have him watch it live on my phone. He’s expecting my call.”

“Okay, and when is the sex club thing?”

“I have reservations for Tuesday night when you’re off work.”

“That sounds good.”

Perfect, even, I thought. It would be two days before the anniversary and a perfect distraction.

“Drop your slacks, Sweet Boy,” Knox said as he dialed Finn’s number.

“Hello, hello. Did our Rye-baby accept his gift?” Finn asked.

Knox chuckled. “He sure did, and he’s joining us on Tuesday, out in the open, too.”

“Oh, my god! You’re going to have so much fun, Rye.”

“We’re about to put in his gift now if you’d like to watch, baby.”

“Yes, please!”

Knox nodded at me. “Drop your pants.”

As I undid my belt buckle and unzipped my slacks, I pulled them down along with my underwear, letting them pool around my ankles.

“Bend over, hands on the desk,” Knox ordered, propping up his phone so Finn could watch it all.

I did as I was told, but I looked behind me, a little worried. “You’re just going to put it in?”

“Yes, but slowly and with a lot of lube. If it gets uncomfortable at any time, you can come in here and use my private restroom to remove it. Then clean it before you head back to the bar.”

I faced away from him as he swiped lube around my crease and hole, fingering me a little to get some inside. The cold metal tip of the plug was eased in, making me shiver. “It will warm up quickly,” he explained.

I said nothing, getting used to the intrusion and trying to bear down. It burned as it stretched me open, my body wanting to expel it rather than accept it, but I breathed through the sting, wanting this to work.

“This is so sexy,” Finn said over the phone. “Look at your hole, trying to gobble it up. I knew your body would love it. Just wait until you get it all in there. It’s tilted, so it will hit your prostate whenever you move. You’re going to have a perpetual boner throughout work.” His laugh was loud as he imagined my aroused discomfort.

Suddenly, it was in, and the tilted tip instantly hit my prostate. I groaned, and my cock swelled. I wasn’t sure how long I could keep it inside me, but I’d try my best.

“Two hours. No more. Then come back here to remove it. Oh, and no coming tonight. Not until you get home.”

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