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Scott tried to just nod again, but Dare shook his head. “No, I need the words this time.”
Dare gently eased off the caresses as Scott struggled to give him an answer. “Yes, I understand. Red stops everything and yellow slows it down.”
It was Dare’s turn to nod, but there was a tender smile on his face like Scott had done something precious. I was so focused on them that when he turned to me I was surprised. “Do you understand too? The safewords apply to you as well. If something makes you uncomfortable in a bad way, we stop.”
Did that mean I was going to be more than a spectator with whatever he had planned?
“Yes, Sir.” I hoped so.
That was evidently enough for Dare because the wicked smile flared, and he gave Scott a deep, hard kiss before pulling back. “Hands up. I’m going to take your shirt off.”
I’d seen Scott naked in the locker rooms before, so watching Dare slowly take off Scott’s shirt shouldn’t have been erotic. It couldn’t even be considered a striptease, but something about it had precum leaking out into my boxers and my dick throbbing.
Once he tossed Scott’s shirt to the floor, Dare started running his hands over Scott’s chest. “Reach behind you and grip the back of the couch. I want you to stay like that for me.”
Again, it wasn’t a question, but as Scott obeyed, Dare nodded.
Scott’s muscles clenched as he wrapped his fingers around the back of the couch. Dare had always been honest about the fact that he liked our muscles, and as he reached out and trailed his fingers over Scott’s arms, he made no effort to hide how much it turned him on.
When his hands moved down to Scott’s chest and his fingers started moving toward Scott’s nipples, Dare spoke again. “I know you liked the soft caresses, but do you like it harder?”
“Yes.” The needy word jumped out of Scott without a thought.
“I’m glad. I’m going to have fun torturing these sensitive nubs.” Dare’s teasing voice held just a thread of danger as he watched Scott squirm.
They were incredible.
It could have easily been like watching porn, but it was beyond that. The trust and beauty between the two of them was something I could almost touch.
Scott seemed to be lost in the sensations and in his own head as Dare started running his hands over Scott’s chest. Even without touching his nipples, just the anticipation was enough to make Scott squirm. Dare let the tension build, getting closer and closer to Scott’s nipples without actually giving him the flood of sensation he wanted.
When Dare finally flicked his fingers over the sensitive nubs, Scott cried out and his hips thrust up against Dare’s ass. Dare gave a low chuckle and started rubbing slow circles over them, never letting up but not giving him enough. I wasn’t sure if he could come from just that or not, but he looked so close, I had to think it was possible.
Dare finally released Scott’s now pink nipples and I thought he was letting him relax, but Dare just wanted to change positions. He moved to straddle Scott’s lap, and I missed the weight of his legs on mine, but the view was an incredible reward.
Dare let Scott thrust up against him as he went back to tormenting him. Pinching him and pulling them out just enough to have Scott arching off the couch and whimpering, it looked like it should be painful but the desire flooding from Scott couldn’t be ignored.
If it hurt, it was a beautiful pain that he wanted more than anything.
Scott panted and whined as Dare kept taking him higher, but he never asked Dare to stop or used his safewords; if anything, he seemed to want more. When Dare released his nubs a second time, Scott made a low begging sound and forced his eyes open. The effort seemed to be tremendous as he focused on Dare.
Before he could even beg, Dare was sliding down to the floor in front of Scott. “I’m not done yet, handsome. I’ve just started.”
Relief and excitement seemed to surge through Scott as he waited for Dare. I was expecting Dare to go back to playing with Scott, but he glanced at me. “I want you to lean over and take one of his nipples in your mouth. I want you to suck on it and nibble at it so much he feels it tomorrow. No matter how much he begs or how pretty he whines, unless he safewords you’re not to stop. Do you understand?”
Scott couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to shout for joy or beg for the torment to stop.
I wasn’t as conflicted. “Yes, Sir.”
I brought my legs up beside me on the couch and stretched out, leaning down so I was staring at Scott’s chest. I’d never been that close to him before. I turned to watch Dare as he slowly inched forward. He was smiling that devilish grin and telegraphing every intention.
“I’m going to make you beg and cry out. And if you’re very good, I’m going to make you come.” Then Dare took Scott’s nipple between his teeth and started to nibble and tug. It was so erotic I almost forgot what I was supposed to be doing.
Dare’s firm gaze was enough to remind me, and to make me think if I disobeyed there would be a punishment for me in the future.
Hell, yeah.
