Chapter 26: I Want To Kiss Him Badly
Jasper
Seeing Logan naked in the shower in the college and seeing him naked while he get fucked in public are two different things, but I realized that I truly don't care. Their symbiosis is just amazing and they are beautiful. I have such a hard-on that is getting painful in my pants. Some minutes later, Grayson whispered something into his ear and they both reached their orgasms at the same time. He softly kisses Logan's neck and quickly removes his restraints before he takes a limp Logan into his arms and walks away from the sage. The lights came back on.
I am absolutely enthralled by what just happened and almost jumped when I felt Baron's hand squeezing mine.
“Are you okay?” He whispered into my ear.
“Y…yes, I am fine.” I stuttered.
I am actually so hot, I am sure my palms are sweaty. I tried to retrieve my hand from him but he held it firmly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I replied with a smile.
“It was amazing,” I added.
“It was, indeed.” He confirmed, smiling too.
“Are you ready to go home now?” I nodded.
We walked back to his playroom. Justine and Jack had already left, probably to his own playroom as Baron said when I asked him. He quickly changes his shoes and puts his shirt back on, and we return to his car. I am almost disappointed that we didn't use his bed, but it was probably better this way. One step at a time, he said, I have to learn patience.
The ride back to my apartment was quiet, I wondered what he was thinking about but I didn't dare ask him. He doesn't ask me. He doesn't ask me either, but I guess it is easy to find out. My thoughts are populated with kinky images of my best friend being fucked by his gorgeous dominant and I wondered when I will get to experience such pleasure myself. Once we have arrived, he walks me back to the front door of my building.
“Did you have a good evening?” He asked.
“Yes, excellent.” I breathed and I sincerely meant it. I had a great evening.
“Thank you very much for the dinner and the show.”
I just wish it could last a little longer, maybe I could propose to him to come up for a moment? I don't know when I will see him again and I feel an unpleasant sensation in my chest.
“You are welcome, Jasper. I had a very good evening too, it is nice to know you a bit better.” He said in a husky voice.
“Are you available tomorrow to continue your training?”
Wow, I had almost forgotten about that.
“Yes, of course. Six o'clock.”
“That works, now go get some sleep, okay?” He said authoritatively.
“Yes, sir.” I replied cheerfully.
“Thanks again for tonight and see you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow.” He replied and turned away, walking towards his car.
I felt like I was drowning in expectations, I wanted him to take my lips and kiss the hell out of my life. But I guess, the only escape I could find was the one I kept hidden behind the closed doors. I reached under my bed and pulled out a small box, inside was a collection of items that gave me a fleeting moment of relief, a sleek black vibrator, and a bottle of lube. I stripped off my clothes, tossing them onto the floor in a heap. My skin pricked with anticipation as I lay back on the bed, the cool sheet again my bare flesh, sending a shiver down my spine. I picked up the vibrator, its smooth surface already warm from the heat of my hand. I pressed the button on the base, and the device hummed to life, vibrating softly against my palm. I spread my legs, positioning the tip of the vibrator against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh and moved it slowly. I let the vibration tease my nerves, drawing out the pleasure and tension that had built up inside me while watching the Logan and Grayson scene. I close my eyes, picturing Baron using the toy on me.
“You look so good, baby boy.” I imagined him whispering into my ear.
“I want to see you cum for me.” I moaned, the sound of low and guttural as the vibrator found its way to my aching dick.
I wrapped my hand around it, mimicking the motion of my own touch, the sensation amplified by the vibration pulsing through the toy and my hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more friction and more release. The room was silent except for the soft whirring of the vibrator and the rhythmic smacking of flesh as I worked myself hard, my head fell back against the pillow as waves of pleasure ripped through my body. I positioned the vibrator against the underside of my dick, right where the head met the shaft. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I let out a groan, my body arching off the bed as I pressed the vibrator harder against my sensitive flesh. My mind fogged with lust, as I increased the speed and it became more intense with each passing second. My hand moved in tandem, stroking myself in time with the pulsation and the dual sensation threatening to send him over the precipice.
“Cum for me,’’ I imagined Baron whispering into my ear.
And the command was all I needed, my muscles tensed, my entire body trembling as the orgasm ripped through me. I roared, the sound echoing in the confines of my room as hot sperm exploded, radiating outward until every nerve was alright with ecstasy. My vision blurred, the edge of my sight darkening as I cum, my body convulsing with the force of my release. The vibrator slipped from my grasp, landing with a soft thud on the mattress as waves after waves of pleasure crashed over me.
***
After a long, lonesome and boring night, I spend the next morning preparing for my evening appointment. I practice what I have already been taught and almost run to the club. Baron is already waiting for me when I get there, and we go over a little review of last week's training. He used rope this time to tie my hands, which is less comfortable than the leather padded cuffs. He said I have to get used to it as many dominants prefer rope in bondage, I am tempted to tell him I don't give a fuck about what other dominants like since he is the one I am going to submit to and that he should mold me into what he likes.
He also said that I need to learn patience and to remain still, so he made me stay in the kneeling position twice for ten minutes without moving while he remained silent except for the sound he was making while fumbling with instruments in the room. Staying still is really had for me and each time I shifted a little or tried to peek up, he scolded me and added another minutes to the torture.
The next day, I didn't get to see him but Logan came to the apartment to pack some of his stuff. We didn't have a chance to talk after his scene with Grayson as they went on a business trip and they came back only this afternoon. We spent the whole evening packing his things and talking about what had become our favorite subject, the bdsm. We also discussed the scene he had performed with Grayson, I am relieved that none of us seems to be embarrassed.
“So, how is it going with Baron?” He asked.
“Everything is going fine.” I replied casually.
“Oh, come on. You didn't even tell me how it went with the dinner.” He whines and I am tempted to make him marinate a bit longer as a fair revenge for all the things he had hidden from me. But I decided against it.
“It went well, we talked a little about his childhood and also mine.” I laughed.
“We got to learn more about each other, he said I could take all the time I need to think about the contract and that he wants to take it slow.”
“That is good, Baron is a great dominant and you can trust him. But I am glad he said you need to take your time.”
“Actually..” I trail off.
“I already know I want to try it with him, but I will wait a little longer. Tomorrow, I am meeting with another submissive. I think his name is Chidi.”
“Yes, Chidi is great, you will see. Don't hesitate to ask him any questions, he has been a submissive for like eight years now, so he knows quite a lot.”
“Wow, eight years?”
“Yes, he will probably tell you about it.” He added with a smile.
“Anyway, take your time and give Baron an answer when you feel ready, okay?”
****
The next day, I am right on time for my session with Baron. Once again he asked me to strip down to my boxers and showed me a new toy that he called a spreader bar.
“Go and sit in the middle of the bed.” He ordered.
Once I was there, sitting with my legs crossed, he kneels on the mattress and makes me spread my legs before he straps both my ankles into the leather restraints on each extremity of the bar. I noticed two unused cuffs in the center, wondering what these are for but I soon got the answer when he wrapped them around my wrists. This is getting hot. He stood up in front of me and looked at me with a wide smile, he showed me that the bars can be spread wider by operating in metal pins. My feet are now about thirty inches apart, my hands still in the middle.
“This is one of my favorite toys.” He explained with a smirk.
“The submissive is completely in my control with this.”
He pushed on both my shoulders and I fell back on the bed, with my legs up in the air, feet wide apart while he held the bar in his hands.
“Oh, fuck.” I mumbled, he pushed on the bar, bringing my knees closer to my chest and leaned over me.
“Watch your language, Jasper.” He scolded me.
“Sorry….”
“As I was saying, when shackled to one of these bars, you are completely under your dominant's control. It gives full power to the dominant to fuck his submissive in whichever position he likes.”
Did he just say fúck? Can I also chide him about his language?
“Be careful of your head.” He said as he tightened his grip on the bar and suddenly flipped it around.
Within half a second, I find myself on my knees with both my arms between my legs and my ass propped up.
“Holy shít!” I exclaimed.
He turned the bar around again and I am back in the previous position, before he grabbed my arms and pulled me towards him so that I am now sitting.
“Fun, isn't it?” He asked.
Fun isn't exactly the word that comes to my mind at that moment, but rather embarrassing or arousing. He won't stop giving me a hard-on. After another half hour of showing me various accessories, there was a soft knock on the door and a young man walked in.
“Good evening, sir. Am I too early?” He asked.
“Good evening, Chidi. No, you are on time, I was just about to set Jasper free from his shackles.” He said with humor as he squats down to remove the handcuffs that are linked to other restraints on my ankles.
“Jasper, this is Chidi.” He introduced us once I am back on my feet.
“Nice to meet you.” We both said as we shook hands.
“Put back on your clothes, Jasper.” Baron said.
“Chidi has been a submissive for several years and will be able to answer all the questions you may have.” He added as I began to wear my clothes back.
“I will be in Justine's office, just let me know once you are done.” Both nodded and went to sit down on the leather couch as Baron left the room.