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Lucas groaned as he awoke, blinking his eyes sleepily. He could feel cool silk beneath his cheek, and he smiled as he inhaled the familiar scent of his lover permeating the sheets. He sighed happily, shifted... and froze.
What the-Am I naked? He could feel the cool air over the entire length of his body, and he seemed to be lying prone on the silk sheets of his bed. What the hell happened? And what _is_ that on my wrists? There seemed to be some sort of band wrapped comfortably around each of his wrists, and a quick flexing told him that there were similar bindings around his ankles.
Groggily, he started to get up, and winced as a painful crick in his neck made itself known. How had he gotten here? The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in Ben's arms on the couch in front of the fire.
He smiled softly as he recalled teasing his lover all evening, dressed only in his black silk boxers and an open, white dress shirt. He 'accidentally' touched and caressed, brushing here and there, all the while rebuffing his lover's efforts to progress further, claiming that he had a headache. Lucas was especially mischievous during dinner, teasing every other mouthful with his tongue while shooting his staring lover heated glances. Shortly afterwards, they settled on the couch, where Lucas finally tired and fell asleep, much to the audibly evident frustration of his lover, whose mutterings he caught just before slipping into darkness.
So what was he doing _here_? Granted, Ben was being nice, putting him to bed, but naked? And lying facedown was _not_ the most comfortable position in the world. _And_ he had yet to solve the mystery of what was around his wrists and ankles.
"Well, well. The prick tease is awake."
Lucas was just getting to his knees when the voice startled him in the darkness, making him jump. He instinctively looked in the direction of his lover's voice, waiting expectantly.
There was a click, and a dim glow lit the room in pale gold. Lucas glanced at Ben leaning motionless against the wall, and followed the smug smirk down to his own body. He _was_ naked. And those _were_ ties around his wrists. They were silk bindings that led loosely to opposite bedposts in front of him. He twisted around to see that his ankles were bound in a similar way, again leading to opposite bedposts. The leashes were long enough that Lucas would have no trouble moving, but he would not be able to get off the bed. He frowned; just what was Ben doing?
"Ben-" Lucas had barely turned back to confront his lover when warm lips covered his own. He gasped in surprise, and he felt Ben delve into his mouth with his tongue. His eyes fluttered closed, the expert ministrations of his lover eliciting an involuntary moan even as he pressed his cheek into the gentle caress of the brunette's hand.
A moment later the kiss was over, and he could feel his lips tingling with fading sensation and cooling wetness. He licked his lips tentatively, tasting Ben as his eyes slowly opened. Ben was hovering not an inch away from his face, the man's warm breath fanning over his flushed skin.
"Well, hello, tease." Lucas could almost hear the smirk in his lover's voice, and the smoldering look in Ben's eyes conveyed everything his words had not. Was that all Ben wanted? Geez, you'd think he'd just wait for me to wake up.
"Really, Ben, if you want to fuck, I'd love to. But could we do that _after_ you take these off?" Lucas murmured in Ben's ear as the man nibbled at the side of his neck. He withdrew slightly, trying to get an answer, and Ben raised his head as well, appearing to think it over.
"Actually, no," Ben replied, smirking.
"What? But-" Lucas' confused reply was cut off as Ben kissed him again, deeply and thoroughly, letting him go only when he felt like his lips were going numb. Fingers gripped his chin firmly, yet gently, and coaxed him to look at his lover.
"Do you trust me?" The youth frowned, startled by his lover's sudden seriousness. Dark eyes searched his, willing him to answer. Lucas didn't even need to think; the answer was yes. It was always yes, and would always be yes. Why did Ben see the need to question him?
"Do you trust me?" Ben repeated when he got no response.
"I..." Trust you to do what? Does it matter? "Yes."
"I won't hurt you," his lover promised, kissing his forehead.
"I know." Lucas smiled gently, tilting his head upwards to gather a kiss, and gasped as his hands were pulled forward along the silk until he was resting on his elbows. Bewildered, he looked up for his lover.
"Shhh.... trust me," Ben reassured, and Lucas nodded hesitantly, laying his head down on the bed. Whatever it was Ben had in mind, he was not going to hurt him. That much he knew. He tested the bonds experimentally, tugging at them with his wrists. He couldn't pull back half an inch; the bindings were taut.
Then there were hands trailing across his back, tracing patterns with the warm, calloused tips of fingers. He moaned softly, his skin tingling where the fingers had been, ghosts of his lover's touch lingering behind.
He shifted restlessly as the warm hands ran lightly, slowly down his thighs. He gasped as his lover's hands drew lazy circles on his inner thighs, biting back a moan as he felt himself harden. The hands played with his stirring erection, stroking it lightly. His erection throbbing, he didn't even notice the silk being wrapped around his right hip until he felt the tightening tug.
Not looking up, he felt Ben adjust the binding until it was snugly at the juncture where his ass and his thigh met, and then do the same for the other hip. Then similar bindings were applied just below his knees, and there was a tap to his hip.
"Lucas, I want you to stretch one leg out." Lucas gingerly obeyed, and felt the binding shifted up so it was resting at the joint of his knee.
"Okay, now the other one." He brought the first leg back under him, and stretched out the other leg, to find the same thing being done, and brought it back in as well. He waited as the weight on the bed shifted. Now what?
A soft, open-mouthed kiss was placed on each of his ass cheeks, and he gasped, squirming at the ticklish sensation. Then Ben was back next to his head, gripping lengths of silk. Tilting his head, he watched as the brunette secured one silk leash to the bedpost, and felt his knee being pulled forwards under him. His lover walked back out of his line of sight, and then his hip and ankle were being pulled backwards by the bindings there. His other hip and ankle were secured, and then Ben came around to the other side to fasten the remaining leash for his other knee. The restraints, he realized as he flexed, were designed to keep him locked in a kneeling position, his arms pulled forward too far to push him up. All the opposite angles left him spread out, and terribly exposed.
"Well now, I kind of like what I see," came Ben's appraising voice from behind him, and Lucas blushed to the roots of his hair, squirming as he imagined his lover's heated gaze on his exposed body. He instinctively tried to cover himself, and felt his limbs jerk against the bonds. He blushed redder, if it were even possible, as he realized how little control over his actions he had. It frightened him. He had always had at least a semblance of control, even during sex, and the loss of it made his heart quicken. It was terrifying, and at the same time it felt incredible to put all that control in his lover's hands.
As if sensing his trepidation, Ben knelt next to the bed, tilting Lucas' head to place a gentle, chaste kiss on his trembling lips, then on his eyelids. That gesture had always reassured Lucas, no matter what the situation, and no matter what the anxiety. He exhaled in a soft puff of air, willing himself to relax as Ben left his side to again disappear from view.
He heard a noisy crinkling of plastic, a click, and then a soft whirring. Before he could turn and ask what it was, something hard was pressed against his erection. He gasped and jumped, startled as the thing vibrated against his warm flesh, sending delightful tingles of warmth up his spine.
Fingers closed over his length to hold his erection and the hard object together, and Lucas whimpered as his knees weakened, trembling. Before he could recover from the shock of having what was obviously a vibrator of some sort on him, he felt a very wet sensation at the crack of his ass.
He could still feel Ben's hand gripping his erection and the vibrator together, and the other hand was keeping up a calming rhythm of circling caresses on his thigh. That meant both of Ben's hands were occupied, so what _was_ that... that....
"Ew, Ben!" Lucas grimaced in distaste, trying to wriggle away from what was obviously Ben's tongue at his ass. His wriggling only served to push him back against his lover, and he gasped in surprise and pleasure when the wet firmness pressed and massaged at the hidden opening. His muscles twitched as the soft, wet tongue licked all the way up the cleft, finally pressing at the small triangle of flesh right at the top of his ass.
Lucas moaned, squirming and trying to push back as his lover licked firmly at that sensitive spot. Ben was always taking advantage of it by rubbing at the small area with his fingers, but his lover had never tongued him _there_ before. The heat coursing through him quickly overcame any reservations he may have had. Ben lifted one hand from his thigh, and spread one of the soft cheeks. He felt his lover kiss and lick his way back to the pucker, and he moaned again as he felt the tongue jab firmly at the sensitive flesh.
Lucas gasped when he felt the vibrator moving back and forth against his skin, soon realizing that Ben was using it to jerk him off. He clenched his eyes shut, biting down on a moan as his erection throbbed with a peaking need. Finally he climaxed with a guttural cry, his hands fisting in the sheets convulsively, and his hips jerked frantically against the bonds as his seed pulsed from him.
He gasped for breath, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he slumped forward in his bonds. Exhaling noisily into the sheets as the adrenaline pumped through him for a few more moments, he was dimly aware of the vibrator being removed from his spent erection.
"I take it you enjoyed that treatment very much." Ben's voice was calm and calculating, but Lucas could hear the taint of desire in his tone. His lover was obviously trying to keep his lust in check.
He felt his lover's hand languidly stroke his inner thigh, and he bit his lip to contain a groan as the very last tremors of his orgasm made his hips quiver. Then he gasped as Ben's rough hand started to rub him to life again, the firm caresses on his sensitized skin sending renewed tingles up his spine.
"What's this, I wonder? Could you be ready for the next stage _already_?" There was _definitely_ a smirk in that one.
Lucas threw back his head and arched, whimpering as he felt two warm and slick fingers pushed into him, gently sliding in past the tight opening to probe inside. He tensed momentarily at the intrusion, and he felt the movement stop. There was a light rubbing at the puckered ring of skin, and he bit his lip again, willing himself to relax as he felt the fingers start a scissoring motion, spreading him in preparation.
His lover's hand on his erection never stopped, instead turning the long strokes from firm and encouraging to gentle and languid. Lucas was reminded of the way one would stroke a cat or dog, and his cheeks burned when he thought of Ben, treating him like a pet, both with affection and control. His _ears_ began to heat up as he realized, humiliated, that his body was reacting more than usual to this almost degrading treatment.
"Are you sure you want me to untie you? My, what kinks _have_ you been keeping from me? You really do seem to enjoy being tied up." Lucas blushed again, not knowing what to say back to the knowing glee of his lover. Then the slim intruders left his body, and he felt Ben strengthen his grip, pumping his erection quickly. He whimpered into the sheets as he felt his second orgasm approaching, clenching his fists around the silk.
Just when he felt the maddening rush begin to start, his lover released him. He instinctively whimpered in protest, his hips thrusting desperately against the bonds into empty air a few times before stilling. He panted raggedly, shutting his eyes as he tried to squeeze his thighs together, trying to ease the damned aching.
"Is there something you want?" The husky whisper was breathed in wisps against his back, lusty, needy, and yet managing to retain some measure of mockery.
"Please...." Lucas whispered, his cheeks burning in shame even as the barely audible words escaped his lips. He needed completion so badly. He needed _Ben_ so badly. His erection was throbbing almost painfully, and his entire body tingled with need.
"Please?" The weight on the bed shifted, and he could feel Ben's warmth behind him, the man was so close. There was a lazy stroke along his thigh, and he bit his lip to contain the imminent moan. Both of Ben's hands came to rest on his hips, gripping his flesh softly, and then there was something solid and warm pressing against his entrance.
Finally. At first he rejoiced inwardly, relieved that Ben was finally just going to fuck him. After a few moments, it became apparent that Ben wasn't even moving to push inside him. Choking on a frustrated groan, he tried to push back onto his lover, but the way his hands were tied in front of and away from his body was making it virtually impossible.
"Damnit, Ben! Just fuck me _please_!" Lucas whimpered, and gasped as he felt the tip of his lover's erection push in slowly past the tight ring of muscle. He could feel himself stretching to accommodate the bulbous head of the erection, and then relaxing a little as it pushed in.
"Oh, yes...." Ben's hiss was distinctly triumphant, as Lucas felt the solid length slide in slowly, effortlessly to settle within him. He reflexively spread his hips wider, seemingly the only movement the bonds allowed. To offer more of himself.
For a moment, Lucas rested his forehead on the bed, just getting used to the feeling of his lover's erection buried deep within his body. It throbbed against the walls of his insides, filling him with heat where their bodies joined.
Then the grip on his thighs tightened as his lover braced himself, and then Lucas felt the erection slide slowly out, leaving a strange emptiness behind in its wake. Just as he felt the base of the crown at the pucker of his entrance, the length slid back in just as slowly. The stroke was repeated, gaining in speed as Lucas tried to thrust back in time with his lover.
"Mine," Lucas heard his lover hiss possessively, hands gripping tighter at his hips.
"Yours," he breathed in reply, arching his neck back as he pushed backwards to meet Ben's slow thrusts. He gasped as a hand left his hip to wrap around his neglected, throbbing erection.
"Faster," he grunted, torn between gasping and clenching his teeth. His lover readily complied, thrusting forward into Lucas' body with hard, quick strokes.
Lucas gasped and whimpered with each stroke as Ben's erection brushed across his prostate, his lover's thighs slapping into his, the hand around his erection pumping faster, squeezing harder. He could feel his legs trembling, and the muscles in his neck and jaw were beginning to tighten as throbs of warm desire filled him, feeding the coiling tension in his body. He was beginning to curl inwards, his limbs fighting the restraints uselessly as his muscles started to clench and unclench.
Finally, Lucas gave a sharp whimper, and his body shuddered with an intense climax unrivalled by the previous orgasm. His hips thrust against the silk bonds as his seed coursed out, each throb sending quivers up his spine and down his legs, his inner muscles spasming.
Lucas heard a quick intake of breath, felt the grip on his hips tighten, and then Ben drove into him in hard minute thrusts as his lover spilled his own semen into the heat of his tight body. He managed a tired moan as he felt the hot wetness inside of him, the tension seeping away from his muscles in the last seconds of his climax.
Dimly, he realized that the silk restraints were coming off. He collapsed bonelessly, too exhausted to react to the tingling sensations of the blood rushing back into his limbs. A strong arm caught him around the waist before he could fall, pulling him over to the unsoiled portion of the bed. He felt a comforting warmth spooning against his back, and heard a contented sigh next to his ear.
"Are you all right?" Ben snuggled closer, and Lucas smiled softly as he was pulled backwards against his lover's chest.
"Yeah.... It was absolutely mind blowing. Remind me to tease you more often," Lucas replied, turning his head to grin at his lover.
"Don't push your luck. Next time, I might just jump you, headache or no," Ben replied wryly, mischief coloring the threat.
"That's fine with me. Though next time, you're going to hurry the hell up," Lucas grumbled.
"Why? I kinda like hearing you beg me to fuck you," Ben grinned affectionately, reaching up to gently stroke Lucas' cheek. Lucas rolled his eyes and snorted, turning back over and pretending to be asleep.
"Asshole," he muttered under his breath, even as a wistful smile tugged at his lips.
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