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thumb slid over the slit and dipped inside, causing Chad to

arch his back, cry out and come hard, spurting all over

Adam’s chest and his own stomach. Before he could finish,

Adam’s arm shot out, hooking under Chad’s other leg,

raising that delightful ass up and pulling Chad to him. He

had to be inside him and thrust, deep and hard, unable to

hold back, too aroused to be gentle. At the same time, he

pumped Chad’s cock through his orgasm, milking him dry.

Chad’s fingers clawed into Adam’s shoulders, holding

on as he was ridden without mercy, Adam burying himself

all the way in, his balls slapping against Chad’s sweet ass.

With a cry Adam came hard, arching up over him, his body

convulsing until he collapsed, kissing Chad’s face and his

neck, licking and nipping at him in his passion. For at least

three minutes, he trapped Chad beneath his weight,

catching his breath and regaining his calm. The climax had

been mind-blowing, excruciating, fucking wonderful, like it

was every time with this man.

Pulling out, even though he didn’t want to, he rolled to

the side of the bed, squeezing Chad’s hand before walking

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into the bathroom to clean up. Taking back a warm, wet

cloth, he cleaned his lover tenderly. Chad allowed it,

watching his every move with those amazing eyes. Adam fell

back down beside him, tossed the cloth through the

bathroom door to the tile floor and kissed Chad once more

before leaning on his elbow and gazing down at him.

“This would be a perfect thing to come home to every

day,” he said, trailing a finger down Chad’s abs and tangling

in the soft hair of his groin.

“I could get used to it myself,” Chad said with a little

smile.

“Could you?” Adam asked, a little too sharply.

Chad laughed uneasily and sat up. “C’mon, professor.

I’ve been in bed all day, it seems like. I need to talk to you

about something.”

Adam rolled back over on his back and sighed.

Deflecting and changing the subject won’t help you, boy.

We’re going to have this conversation, and soon.

* * * *

“No.”

That was the answer Chad expected. He hadn’t

expected it to be quite so emphatic or with a touch of anger

in Adam’s voice. “I know you think I’m not ready.”

“I know you aren’t.”

“Then get me ready. We’ve got four days before—”

“No. We will not discuss it any further.”

“Yes, we will. This may be the only chance to aim him

in the right direction and pick him off. Our resources are

spread too thin.”

“Exactly. Which is why he was able to leave those

notes without any one seeing him. Though you may incite

him to attack, there is no guarantee it’s us he would attack

or that the resources would be able to protect us. No.”

“I would have—”

“I will not put your well-being in jeopardy.”

“You think I can’t take it? Is that the problem?”

“Oh, for God’s sake, Chad. Petting you in front of four

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men made you uncomfortable. What do you think something

like that in front of a room full would do to you?”

“I’ll close my eyes,” Chad offered.

Adam shoved up from his chair, stalking into the

kitchen. Chad wasn’t about to give up. He followed. “You’d

be there protecting me.”

“It will hurt, Chad. Nothing more than you can take,

but it’s uncomfortable. It’s called torture for a reason.”

“You’ll take care of me.”

“No.” He opened the refrigerator, taking out salad

makings. “I find your persistence in this kind of odd. Could it

be you think you actually
want
to do this?”

“Maybe I do. You said that’s what you’d do if I were

your sub—explore my boundaries.”

“You’re not my sub. You’re my—shit, I don’t know

what you are or even what you want to be. I have feelings for

you, though, and I’m tired of pretending I don’t.”

Chad walked up behind him and wrapped his arms

around Adam’s waist. “I have feelings for you too,” he said,

softly. “They scare the shit out of me, but I do have them.”

Adam turned around in his arms and cupped his

hands around Chad’s jaws. “You don’t have to say this,

Chad. You’re just reacting to what’s happened between us. I

was your first, after all.”

“I know what I’m feeling.”

Adam’s eyes searched his face for a long moment

before he sighed and rested his forehead against Chad’s.

“You have to take this slowly. You have to be sure this is

what you want. I think for now we should keep our

relationship very vanilla, no kink at all. Then later, if we both

want to explore any of…this, we can.”

Chad smiled. “Jeez, you like to have a plan, don’t you?

Part of that control freak thing? Let’s just take it as it comes,

Professor. One day at a time.”

“We can do that, I guess,” Adam said with a smile.

“But no sounding.”

“Oh we’re back to that, huh? You giving the orders?

Look, do you even know how to do it?”

“Of course I
know
. But I don’t think—”

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“Yeah, yeah, you don’t think I’m ready. I get that, but

from

what

I’ve

been

reading,

it

sounds

kind

of…well…intriguing. Look, can we try it at home at least?

Just you and me, and then if I hate it and can’t do it, we

stop and forget about the club.”

“Of course, we’d stop if you hated it and couldn’t do it.

You think I’d force you?” Adam sighed. “Okay. We’ll try it. Go

in the bedroom and lie on your back on the bed, while I get

things ready.”

Nervously, Chad walked down the hallway, wondering

if he really should have pushed so hard for this. He thought

about how it would be with Adam doing it, though, and

immediately relaxed. Adam would never allow him to get

hurt. Not any more than he wanted to, anyway. He had

absolute trust in him.

* * * *

Lying on his back on Adam’s bed, Chad skimmed his

hand over his erection and waited for the sound of Adam’s

footsteps coming down the hall. Adam had already been in to

find his box of sounding rods in his chest and left again,

saying he needed to disinfect them thoroughly. When he

heard him coming back, Chad got a momentary tight feeling

in his chest, but it was gone as soon as Adam walked back

in with an armload of things. Putting everything on the floor

by the bench, he came over to Chad’s side with the thinnest

rod, which still looked insanely long and way too thick to

have any chance of going inside him.

“This is it. Are you still sure?”

Chad took a deep breath, his eyes on the rod, but

nodded.

Adam looked down at him and smiled. “This is
not
a

scene. More like an experiment, okay? Still we need to have

you tied down. I don’t want you flinching or moving

involuntarily and hurting yourself. So if anything hurts too

much, or you want to stop, just tell me or use your safe

word. Whichever comes to mind.” He put the rod back in its

case and ran his hand lovingly over Chad’s cock. “This is

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very precious to me, you know.”

He nodded toward the bench. “C’mon. Let’s get you on

the bench and tied down securely.” Chad followed him to the

bench and lay down on his back while Adam quickly fixed

the ropes. He took his time, moving too slowly for Chad’s

nerves, but finally he was satisfied.

“Try to move, baby,” Adam directed as he stood over

him, watching carefully.

Adam was able to squirm a little, but couldn’t really

move.

“Is anything too tight?”

“No, it’s good.”

“Okay, let’s get started. First of all, you can’t be erect.”

He pressed his lips together, thinking hard. “Try thinking

about unpleasant things first.”

Chad smiled. “Like what?”

“I don’t know, like coming out to your parents or to the

people at work. Like picturing your mother’s face as she

watches you having sex, maybe…”

Chad’s eyes widened, and he flinched at the idea. At

the first mention of his parents, his erection, which had

become rock hard as he was being tied, began to flag a little.

He squeezed his eyes tightly shut and concentrated on his

mother’s face, then his father’s and what they would think if

they could see him and knew what he was about to do. It

didn’t take long for his excitement to wane.

Meanwhile, Adam moved around and by the time Chad

reopened his eyes, he stood at the foot of the bench, between

Chad’s knees and his perfectly positioned genitals. He was

putting a seriously thick coating of lube on the thin rod. He

glanced over at Chad’s progress and grunted in satisfaction.

He came to Chad’s side and used the lube left on his fingers

and swiped them over Chad’s slit, then rubbed the lube

inside as deep as he could reach.

“Beginning now,” he said, picking up Chad’s limp

penis and holding it upright in his hand. “It’s going to hurt,

Chad, but once it’s inside, it’ll feel very good. If you want to

stop at any time, if it gets to be too much, just say so.”

Despite or maybe because of his words, any remaining

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excitement Chad might have felt disappeared quickly.

Trembling, he lifted up his head to watch, straining against

his bonds. In an almost clinical manner, Adam poised the

rod above his slit, pried back the small hole with one hand,

while letting go with the other. Just like that, the well-lubed

rod sank gently, slowly down into his penis. Using gravity

alone, Adam allowed the thin rod’s weight to push it down.

At no time, did he add pressure or try to force it inside, yet

after an initial feeling of discomfort and feeling of fullness, a

dull, burning pain started up. It grew stronger, and Chad

whimpered, then gasped. Even though he meant to stay still,

tried to will himself not to move, he struggled for a moment

or two against his bonds. He was very glad Adam had tied

him down. Adam massaged his thighs and caught his gaze.

“Hurts,” Chad whimpered with the rod almost halfway

in.

Adam spoke quietly and soothingly. “We can stop any

time you say. You don’t have to do this.”

Chad let his head fall back on the bench and shook

his head. “No,” he said, his voice low and guttural. “Don’t

stop.”

Adam fingered Chad’s hole, pressing a lubed fingertip

inside, twisting it slowly as he watched Chad’s face. Chad’s

focus switched to the finger in his ass, as his mouth fell open

in surprise at the unexpected feeling of pleasure in the midst

of the pain. Adam moved his finger slowly in and out,

slipping a second finger inside, and Chad’s eyes rolled back

in his head.

“You’re doing so well, baby boy. So well. Does it feel

good?”

Chad opened his mouth to say no, when he realized it

actually did feel good. In surprise, he raised his head again

to check the progress of the rod and found it already inside,

just a tiny bit sticking out of his slit, a little ball on top

holding it in place. Adam still held his dick upright with one

hand, while the other finger fucked him wickedly. He felt

impossibly full and stuffed, but it wasn’t unpleasant.

Instead, it added to the pressure of Adam’s fingers in his ass.

“You look beautiful, baby.” Adam moved the tip of the

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sound. The feeling of pressure inside his cock was incredible.

No longer exactly painful, the slight movement and resulting

burn made him gasp.

“Going to fuck your slit now,” Adam murmured,

pulling the sound up the smallest bit before dropping it

back. The words and the burn rocked Chad, but set up kind

of yearning inside him at the same time. He moaned and

thrashed his head, and Adam moved the sound again,

coming higher this time before letting it fall back. At the

same time he crooked his fingers and found Chad’s prostate,

giving it a rub as the sound fell back down. Chad almost

came undone. Again and again Adam played with the sound

and his gland, and Chad’s whole world narrowed down to

just the sensations in his cock and his ass.

“Please, please,” Chad begged and with one swift,