Taken in Hand (15 page)

“Yeah, but don’t you guys have like dungeon rooms

where you take your subs? I mean, that’s what it says in the

books I’ve read.”

He put down the paper he was reading and cocked his

head. “
What
books you read? I sent you a list, but you said

you never got around to reading any of them.”

“Oh. Yeah. Not those. I mean like that Fifty Shades

book. I might have skimmed through that one a little. Maybe

a couple others, just to get a feel for it, you know.”

“I see. No, I don’t have a dungeon room
.
I go to the

club for that kind of thing. I have some toys in a chest in my

room, but as I told you, I’m not big into pain.”

“Yeah, but you’ve done it, right? You’ve probably used

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the whips and stuff.”

“I have, yes. Are you interested in that
stuff
?”

“Just curious. Like the other night in the club, when

your friend said he was going to do a scene with his sub?

Were they going to like have sex right there in front of

everybody?”

“Not necessarily. Usually, a Dom will display his sub’s

obedience and submission. They could have done some CBT,

or he could have used the spanking bench or a flogger. I got,

um, distracted and didn’t pay attention.”

Chad shook his head. “Yeah, right. I remember what

distracted you. But, uh, CBT? What is that?”

Adam smiled. “Cock and ball torture.”

Chad straightened up on the couch. “No shit?
Torture
?

Sounds awful.”

“Not if you like to do it, and a lot of subs and Doms

do.”

“What does it consist of?”

Still smiling, Adam put down his papers and settled

back in his chair. “A lot of different things. Clamps and

weights attached to the balls. Sounding…even needles.

Slapping and rough treatment of the cock and the scrotum,

maybe. A cock ring so you can’t come no matter how badly

you might want to—there are several different methods.”

“What the hell is sounding and what do you mean,

needles?”

“Piercings,” he said calmly. “And sounding is using a

set of very thin surgical steel rods in graduating sizes, very

thin to about the thickness of your little finger. They’re

inserted into the sub’s penis into the uretha. Also known as

cock stuffing.”

“Jesus. I don’t think I even want to know anymore. I

don’t think I could do anything like that.”

“What
would
you like to try?” Adam was aware that

the tone of his voice had gotten deeper and silkier. Chad in

his current state of undress turned him on. The conversation

was definitely adding to his arousal.

“Me? I-I don’t necessarily want to try any of it.”

“Necessarily?”

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“You know what I mean. It’s just that last night, when

you cuffed me to that bed…”

“Yes? Go on,” he coaxed when Chad’s voice trailed off.

Chad dropped his gaze, and his face flushed. “It

helped. I felt like I was about to come apart. That’s why I

slammed my fist in the wall and probably why I got so drunk

in the first place. Tied down like that felt safe, in a way. I

didn’t have any choice but to lie still. All of this is getting to

me, I guess. What you said a minute ago…about me being

gay? I went to that bar to
see
, you know. I wanted to see if I

was…well, if I was more than just curious, like we talked

about yesterday.”

“Did you find out?”

Chad turned back toward Adam and caught his gaze

with his own. “I think I did. The guy I hooked up with sort of

took charge and led me to the back room. I was scared, but

interested, all right. It was easier for me to just follow his

lead so I went to the backroom with him, but in the end, I

couldn’t go through with it.”

“You couldn’t?”

“No. I got scared and ran out of there. Fucking ran,

like a kid or something. Then when I got here and you cuffed

me…I tried to get out of them, you know, but I couldn’t.

There wasn’t a thing I could do about any of it, except trust

you to take care of me. It…relaxed me, somehow.”

Adam nodded. “Because you’re submissive.”

Chad looked up sharply. “I don’t know about
that
.”

“Don’t be so scared of it. It’s just a word. I’ve tried to

explain to you that submissives have all the power. They’re

strong people. It doesn’t mean anything negative.”

Chad squirmed a little on the couch. “Maybe so. I

mean, I believe you, but it’s still hard for me to talk about

this. Hard for me, period.”

“I know.”

“No, you don’t understand. What I’m trying to tell you

is that last night I couldn’t go through with it because I kept

seeing…
your
face. It’s not just that I think I might be—I

could be
gay, or even you know, submissive, or whatever. It’s

that I think…I think I want you.”

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Adam blinked
. Well, that was direct. Ball in your court,

professor. What are you going to do about it?

He took a deep breath. “Get up off that couch and go

to my bedroom. Take that off, lie down on the bed, and wait

for me.” For one breathless moment, he thought Chad was

going to balk in panic and refuse. He released the air out of

his lungs softly when Chad slowly stood up and moved down

the hallway, his bare feet making soft little padding sounds

as he walked past his own room.

Adam took a deep breath, slowing himself down before

he followed him. He watched from the doorway as Chad

slipped the jock strap off and dropped it on the floor beside

the bed. Naked as the day he was born, he stretched out on

his back and stared straight into Adam’s eyes.

Adam walked farther into the room, unbuttoning his

shirt as he went and relishing Chad’s steady gaze on him. He

made his movements slow and deliberate, watching with

satisfaction as Chad’s cock grew thick and long, pointing

upward. Adam pushed his underwear and trousers off in one

smooth movement and stepped toward the bed, letting

Chad’s hungry gaze roam over his body.

“Are you sure you want this, Chad?”

He licked his lips. “I don’t know what the hell I’m

doing, but yeah, I want this. If it’s you. If you’ll show me

what to do.”

Adam smiled. “I’d be glad to show you.”

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Chad had thought about doing making love to Adam,

rationalized it, analyzed it, and finally gave in to the idea.

Drunk or sober, he wanted Adam. Adam’s silky voice

wrapped around Chad like a hug, making him feel warm and

safe. He could look at Adam for hours and not get his fill. He

was so damn beautiful, his body lean and graceful, his dick

something to see. Longer than Chad’s, though not so thick, it

flared at the glans, and the shaft rose up from a thatch of

trimmed dark hair. He stopped by the bed and let Chad look

as much as he wanted.

Chad, nervous as hell, lowered his eyes, when Adam

sat down on the bed beside him and rubbed his hand over

Chad’s chest, Adam’s heat seeping into his bones.

“If you want to stop anything, tell me, and we will.”

Chad nodded and for the first time in his life, he

reached for another man’s cock, wrapping his hand around

it. The skin was satin smooth, with hard steel underneath,

just like his own. Adam bent to kiss him, his hands on

Chad’s hips, just touching him, not holding him down. The

kiss was the merest brushing of his lips against Chad’s, but

Chad’s dick swelled even more. The mere desire to kiss

another man almost made him lose control. Not just any

man made him feel this way, but there was no denying Adam

did.

Chad flicked at his lips with his tongue, just like he

had with the girls he’d dated in the past. Adam parted his

lips and let him in, but this was no girl he was kissing.

Adam’s cheeks, though smooth-shaven, were rougher

against his skin, and his hands were big and strong on his

hips. Adam sighed as Chad swept his tongue over the inside

of his mouth and relaxed, letting his chest settle down onto

Chad’s, the hard muscles again reminding Chad he was not

with a woman.

Chad pulled at him, urging him forward, and he came

willingly, twisting to climb on the bed without breaking the

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kiss and leaning partly on top of him. He threw one warm leg

over Chad’s, and a hard rod of flesh scorched Chad’s hip.

Chad rocked his hips up against that heat and wasn’t

chided for moving too fast, like his last girlfriend used to do,

telling him she needed more foreplay. Instead, Adam thrust

back, and hooked an arm over Chad, his hand under Chad’s

ass to massage and squeeze.

Breaking the kiss, Chad looked up and him, grinned,

and received a grin right back. Adam slid over on top of him

and rubbed the length of his satin smooth cock over Chad’s.

With new, exhilarating sensations racing through him, Chad

gasped and exclaimed softly, “Fuck.”

Adam smiled and rubbed harder. “All in good time,

baby.” He released Chad’s ass and turned his attention to

his chest, circling his nipples with his fingers, pinching and

pulling them and watching Chad’s face.

“Oh, damn. That feels so…I don’t know if I…”

Adam took one of his nipples in his mouth, moving his

tongue and teeth over it gently.

“Shit!” Chad arched up, thrusting his groin hard into

Adam’s. Why had no one ever told him about his nipples

being so sensitive? Again Adam thrust back. He caught

Chad’s mouth and slipped his tongue inside. Chad knew he

wasn’t going to last, and it embarrassed him to be so needy.

He pulled his mouth away desperately. “I-I don’t think I can

last much longer.”

“You won’t come yet, baby. I don’t want you to.”

Chad ground his hard-on into him and moaned softly.

Adam put a thumb and forefinger around the base of his

cock and squeezed, harder than actually felt good. Chad

jerked, his hand going to push Adam’s away, but the urgent

need to come receded a little into something more

manageable.

“O-Okay,” he said, breathing hard.

Adam removed his hand and stretched out over him

again, slowed the thrusting down and rubbed his cock gently

against Chad’s. Dropping another kiss on his lips, he took

Chad’s wrists in his hands and stretched his arms up over

his head, holding him there. He whispered against his lips.

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“What do you want, baby?”

“I-I want you to fuck me.”

He gazed down at Chad and one eyebrow quirked up.

“Are you sure about this?”

“Yes. No. Oh shit, I don’t know. Yes, I am. I want you

to.”

He kissed Chad gently again. “We don’t have to, sweet

boy. We can wait if you’re not sure.”

“No, no, I’m sure. With you…only you.”

Adam sighed and shook his head. “Damn, the things

you say to me.” He nibbled at Chad’s earlobe, making him

squirm restlessly under him.

“Please,” Chad whispered. “Please.”

Before Chad had a chance to change his mind, Adam

kissed him until he was breathless and his mind stopped

going around in circles. Adam sat up on the side of the bed

and pulled open the drawer in the bedside table for condoms

and lube. He smoothed the condom on expertly and slicked

it with lube. Turning back to the bed, he smiled at Chad and

leaned over to kiss his stomach. “On your knees or face to

face? It might hurt less with you on your knees.”

“No, I want to see you, and I like the kissing.”

“Mm, I like it too.” He bent over for another slow kiss,

and Chad pulled at his biceps, trying to hurry him along.

“There’s no rush, sweetheart,” Adam said against his

lips. “Just relax and let me handle everything.”

Adam hooked his hands under Chad’s knees and

pushed them toward his shoulders. “Hold your legs up,

baby.”

Doing as ordered, Chad caught a hold of his knees

with his hands to hold them close to his chest. He looked

Adam in the eye, trying to breathe normally while one finger

slowly, gently, rubbed lube along his crease, stopping to tap

against his hole. Holding air in his lungs, he tensed, waiting,

but relaxed as nothing more happened than the gentle

tapping and massaging at his rim. Jesus, did it feel good.
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