Deviations: Submission (28 page)

"All right."

Satisfied, and feeling not unlike a cat who'd found a bowl of cream, Tobias looped an arm around Noah's waist and leaned close once more to whisper in his ear as they walked.

Each measured step moved them down the aisle between the stalls. He pointed to the left and said, "A man leans on the wall, his Dom taking a crop to his bare back. He's silent, but his body shudders with every stroke, his eyes squeezed shut.

He comes without a sound."

They moved past a darkened stall, the music making them sway ever so slightly as Tobias wove his voice into the rhythm. "Men are bent over. Spankings, begging ... a man in a mask is fellating two men at once, his own cock bound up so pretty. We can hear the cries, the sound of leather on skin, 252

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the slap of skin and lube as someone is taken in a dark corner. We can hear the sounds of a man about to scream as he's flogged and I make you stop to watch."

He turned Noah to face a blank wall and pulled him tight against his chest, one hand dropping to squeeze the hard length filling Noah's trousers. "Do you like what you see, Noah?"

Noah gasped and looked down as Tobias touched him, then moaned and lifted his eyes back to the wall. He licked his dry lips and answered Tobias breathlessly. "It scares me.

It looks so painful," he answered, eyes still wide and cock stiff in Tobias' fingers. "But..."

Lazily, Tobias stroked Noah through his trousers. "But you want to try? You want to watch? You want to think about it?"

Noah moaned again, leaning against Tobias. "Watch ...

think about it ... God, that feels good."

Tobias smiled and bit at his boy's neck. "Can you imagine it? The feeling of baring yourself to someone, just leaning forward and holding on? The anticipation as you wait for the crop or flogger to fall?" He cupped Noah's balls and squeezed gently. "Can you imagine the bite on your skin?"

He turned them, easing Noah toward the stall on the right, its walls painted black. They looked in, the area illuminated by a bare light bulb, the scene stark and bare. A naked mattress on a steel cot, a wooden chair ... black leather tools on the walls, interspersed by graffiti. "Can you picture it, Noah?" Tobias purred, grinding his own erection against Noah's ass.

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"Yes," Noah answered softly, timidly. "I ... I can picture it-waiting for it, taking it." He reached up and loosened his tie further as if he felt restricted, unbuttoning the top button and taking another deep breath. "Hot in here."

"Is it?" Tobias moved against Noah's back, swaying with the beat of the music. "You're hard. You're hot. You want it.

Tell me I'm wrong ... we can go. We can pretend you never saw, never thought about it. We can go to work tomorrow and I'll never let on I know about you."

Noah moved with him and reached up to hook his fingers behind Tobias' neck. "Don't want to go." He shook his head.

"Too hot. It stays between us, right? No one has to know?"

"No one will ever know," Tobias whispered. He kissed Noah's neck, dragging his teeth over the skin; one hand brushed over Noah's chest, the other still massaged his balls.

"Our secret," he promised.

"You're going to have to tell me what to do," Noah said softly. "I..." He cleared his throat, sounding embarrassed.

"I've never done anything like this before."

"First thing is ... you pick," Tobias purred. "Want me to spank you? Want to feel the crop? A flogger? Go touch them, baby. Pick them up and imagine what you want. Show me what's got you so hot." He let go of Noah and reach up to pull his boy's hand away. With a gentle shove he sent Noah into the stall.

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flogger and ran his fingers through the tails. He tried it out lightly several times on his own thigh, then against the wall, then hung that back up as well.

He reached for the paddle, pulling it down and turning it over in his fingers, but his eyes strayed back to the flogger, and he made the trade decisively before turning back to Tobias and holding it out to him. "This," he said softly. "This is what I want."

"You're sure?" Tobias asked intently, a thrill running up his spine. Noah had thrown himself so well into the role that it was easy to play, as arousing and exciting as actually playing in a new place and not the stall he'd used for years.

He took off his suit jacket and hung it on the back of the chair before taking the flogger and unbuttoning his cuffs. "Are you sure?" he asked again, stepping close enough to feel Noah's heat.

Noah looked up at him, naïve and doe-eyed. "Shouldn't I be? You're scaring me. What did I do wrong?"

Tobias smiled and held up the flogger, trailing the tails over his own arm. "Nothing. There's nothing to be scared of, Noah, I merely need to know that you're in your right mind. If it's too much, you say 'yellow' and I'll stop and ask you how you are. If you want me to stop completely and take you home, say 'red.'"

He leaned in the needed inches and kissed Noah's mouth.

"Now," he breathed. "Are you sure?"

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flogger and ran the fingers of both hands through its tails again. He nodded. "I'm sure."

"Good boy." Tobias smiled and stepped back. "Take off your shirt, please," he requested politely.

Noah reached up and removed his tie, draping it over Tobias' jacket. He unbuttoned his shirt slowly, button by button, untucking his shirttails last of all and dropping the shirt on the chair as well.

His shoulders reflected the stark light of the overhead bulb, making his skin look pale and illuminating every ridge and line in his pecs. He shivered in the slight chill and his nipples hardened fast in response.

Noah reached up to help Tobias off with his tie, but Tobias stopped him with the handle of his whip. "No," he admonished softly. "Not until I'm ready."

Noah stepped back and unbuttoned just the top button of the silk dress pants and let his arms fall to his sides.

"Nice," Tobias said, his voice low and soothing. He meant the compliment. He stepped close and ran his fingers over Noah's chest, circling each nipple. "Very nice. Now the trousers."

"Thank you," Noah hissed softly as Tobias' hands caressed him. "I work out." Noah kicked off his shoes. He hesitated with his fingers in the waistband for just a moment, then cleared his throat and removed his trousers and socks, tossing them onto the pile of his clothing.

"It shows, and I thank you for it." Tobias ran his hand over Noah's hip and stared frankly at his erection. "Okay, baby.

Now you can help with my shirt."

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Noah stepped forward and reached up, first working the knot on Tobias' tie open and then slowly undoing his buttons.

Once it was open, he ran his fingers over Tobias' chest and kissed the exposed skin lightly. "You smell good," Noah said softly, then stepped around behind Tobias to slide the shirt off of his shoulders.

Tobias shrugged out of the shirt and let Noah take it, switching the flogger from hand to hand. It was black leather, a little rougher than he'd used on Noah yet, and he hoped that it would provide a little extra punch to the scene. When Noah came back around in front of him, Tobias smiled and pulled him close again. "Ready, baby?" he asked, his voice husky. Before Noah could answer, he captured his boy's mouth in a biting kiss.

Tobias felt Noah melt against him as they kissed and whimper softly in response to Tobias' teeth. Noah sighed as Tobias released him and answered him breathlessly, "I'm ready."

With a gentle shove Tobias spun him to face the wall. "You can either hold onto the rings there, or bend over and hold onto the chair. I suggest the rings." He slapped the flogger against his thigh.

Noah looked for the rings and found them, threading his fingers around them and working them until they were comfortable, a tiny betrayal of his training and experience—

the first Tobias had caught since they entered the barn. He twisted and looked over his shoulder. "Like ... like this?" he asked, sounding nervous and looking wide-eyed, and Tobias was pulled right back into the scene.

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He nodded and stepped back to drink in the sight. This lovely strong body, harshly lit in such a barren space, the solid thump of the music just slightly faster than his heartbeat

... it was awe-inspiring, really. And he got to play with it, to make it his own. It was his scene to claim, his game, his boy, and his skin to mark.

"So beautiful, Noah," he said softly. "Out of the suit and into the fire-see how alive you can feel by being what you are? See how hard it makes you, how freeing it is?"

Noah eyed the flogger and then looked himself over.

Tobias watched as his eyes roamed his own body, from his feet, planted and spread slightly, over his erection and belly, and down the length of one arm to where his fingers held the ring. "It's really something," he said, looking upward and then to the side, taking in the atmosphere of their surroundings.

"Do you do this a lot? I mean with other guys and all?"

"Some. It's ... a hobby. I like basketball, too. Do you want to chat, or would you like me to flog you now?" Tobias bit the inside of his cheek to keep from grinning. Noah was very good at this, and the fun of having someone willing to just jump in and play was wonderful. He waved the flogger meaningfully and tried to look serious.

Noah gave every impression that he'd been stalling and had just been caught. "Oh! Oh, sorry. Uh. I suppose we ought to get started," he answered.

"Wonderful," Tobias deadpanned. "Hang on tight." He brought his arm back and swung, bringing the tails slapping down on Noah's shoulder blades.

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"Ah! Jesus!" Noah panted, pushing off the wall a step and giving his hands a shake. He rolled his shoulders and whined, keeping his back to Tobias. "That fucking hurt!" he said, as if naïvely surprised by that fact. "People enjoy this ... those men out there, they like this?"

"They seem to," Tobias said, raising the flogger again. "Do you?"

"I ... don't know yet," Noah admitted, and returned to the rings. He wrapped his fingers around them again. "I don't know."

Tobias nodded once. "Well, let's find out, shall we?" he asked as he brought his arm down again, this time on the opposite shoulder. "You're still hard," he observed clinically.

"Seems okay so far."

"Ah, that leather stings," Noah observed with a soft whimper, shifting slightly from foot to foot but hanging onto the rings this time.

"It does indeed. Harsher than deer skin, more bite than kangaroo..." Tobias struck him again. "It's rather abrupt in its impact, don't you think?"

"Bites," Noah nodded, groaning softly and glancing down at his cock. "Oh, God, it's good." He inhaled sharply. "Sounds great, too."

"The snap?" Again the tails fell, and again Tobias brought his arm back. "Oh, yes. Lovely racket with this one. I knew you'd like this, Noah. I could tell, the way you move, the way you skirt the edges of appropriate. It's gratifying to see you like this, baby. Holding on, back starting to glow, dick hard ...

makes me hot."

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"I've been watching you in the office," Noah shivered and groaned. "I've felt ... something. I knew you felt it, too."

"Of course I did," Tobias acknowledged. "But did you know it was this? A need within us both for something like this?" He brought his arm down again and again, his breath speeding.

He was so hard he ached, a fact he hadn't even noticed until his balls throbbed with it. He glanced down and saw the wet spot forming on his trousers and grinned. He'd have to do something about that.

Noah writhed slowly under the sting of the flogger. "No, I would never have ... never have dreamed that ... oh, God,"

he panted, and Tobias heard more of the Noah he knew than the Noah he'd seduced in the way that he swore. "Never dreamed I could do this ... would do this."

He shoved thoughts of his own arousal away in the face of Noah's need. "Would do what?" Tobias asked, slapping the tops of Noah's thighs. "Give in to pain? Let someone take charge of you like this? Or do you mean that you never thought you'd be a whisper away from coming due to being hit like this?"

Noah dropped his forehead against the rough wall and groaned heavily. "Never thought I'd give in, enjoy this, need pain ... Uh!" he grunted and his body tensed. "Tobias, so close ... please, please..."

"Please what, baby?" Tobias stepped a little closer, struck him a little lighter. "What do you want me to do?"

"Touch. Touch me. Kiss me. I don't know what you're doing to me but it's so fucking good." Noah moaned, letting go of the rings and placing his palms flat on the wall.

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Tobias' erection leapt and he dropped the flogger, crossing the space between them in two strides. He wrapped his right hand around Noah's erection and stroked him in long pulls, the left he used to caress the red patches of skin. "So beautiful, baby," he murmured. "Red and raw and all mine-so sexy in pain. Does it hurt, angel? Does it make you want more? Deeper and harder? Does it make you ache in your bones?"

Noah nodded, and he wasn't acting when he said he was close, Tobias could feel his body strain and his hips pushed into Tobias' hand. "Never hurt like this, never wanted ... like this," he breathed. "Yes ... oh, yes."