Bondage (24 page)

"Do I have to move?" Phan asked, probably entirely serious.

Tobias started to laugh, and once he started he didn't seem able to stop, it felt so good. "No, dear," he finally managed. "You don't have to move."

"Oh, good. I like it right where I am." He smiled and Tobias knew that he meant far more than just that he liked what the jet was doing to his body.

"I like you where you are, too," he said with a smile. He turned his head to kiss Noah. "And you."

Everything was just right.

Tobias had once more been pleasantly surprised with Bradford's ability to organize on short notice. Granted, the man didn't have to do anything other than show up for dinner, but he did let Tobias know that Luca was in town, and that it might be a good idea to invite him along.

So Tobias had brought his boys back from the farm on Sunday morning and set them to cleaning every inch of the new house. The meal itself was a joint effort between Noah and the caterer, so Phan got to finish in the playroom without his cleaning partner. He didn't seem to mind. Tobias sometimes thought Phan got off on simply organizing the tools.

About an hour and a half before their guests were due to arrive, Tobias checked on the meal preparation and made sure the dining room table was set. "Time to dress, boys," he said, nodding to himself. They'd done well.

He took them into the playroom to dress, simply because everything he needed to prepare them was right there. "Strip," he ordered as he led them in. "And then I want Phantom on his back on the massage table; Noah, you can go to the spanking bench."

"Yes, sir." Noah had been deep into their session the day before and had made an admirable effort to stay there. He'd said almost nothing since unless spoken to and seemed relaxed and thoroughly at ease with his cleaning and cooking duties today. He carefully removed his clothing and piled it neatly, then walked to the spanking bench and knelt over it to await Tobias' orders, his breathing deep and steady as he took hold of the handles underneath.

"Good boy," Tobias praised, petting Noah's hair as Phantom finished undressing. "I'm going to be a few minutes, so just stay quiet and relax. Phan needs some prep; you don't."

Noah nodded and Tobias petted him again before going to where Phan lay, pliable and easy on the table. "You're a good boy, too," Tobias told him. "And I'm going to show off both of you tonight. You'll serve and kneel and make me proud."

Phan smiled, his eyes drifting closed. "Yes, sir." He wasn't quite as deep as Noah, but he hadn't had the intensity of the session Noah had; Tobias knew how to take him down, though.

He got the can of shaving cream and the bowl of warm water from a nearby table, swinging a soft towel over his shoulder. "Relax," he urged, as he got Phan ready. He spread Phan's legs and carefully, almost silently, shaved Phan's balls bare, smoothing hair away with a straight razor until Phantom was clean, and really rather hard, which was expected. Tobias slipped a black leather cock ring on him and smiled. "Hold it now, boy," he ordered, reaching for the lube.

"Yes, sir," Phan said softly. His legs opened even more.

"Wanton," Tobias teased, sliding slick fingers into him. He added more lube, making Phan's hole shine. "Want you slick, boy."

"Yes, sir," Phan agreed, his voice thready. "Very slick. Ready."

Tobias grinned and jammed three fingers into Phan. "Very pretty," he praised as he let them slide free. "Go and kneel in front of Noah -- he'll need something pretty to look at as I warm his bottom."

Phan smiled, his eyes a little unfocused. "Yes, sir," he said, going to kneel a couple of feet in front of Noah, proudly on display.

Tobias wiped his hands carefully with baby wipes from the cabinet and slipped a couple of sample sized lubricant blister packs in his pocket. Then he took a paddle from the trunk, gathering another cock ring and a plug on his way to the spanking bench.

Without warning Noah, he reddened his ass just enough to give him a glow. Noah breathed through it, his back arching slightly as Tobias spanked him firmly. "There, pet. So pretty..." He slipped two lubed fingers into Noah's ass and wiggled them. "Going to show it off."

Noah groaned and reflexively arched to allow Tobias' fingers easy access. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

Tobias opened him a little and then pushed a plug in, jiggling it a little to make sure the narrow part at the base was seated properly. He really didn't want the thing to slip out. "Doesn't Phan look pretty?" he asked softly, playing with the plug. "I'm going to decorate him."

Noah grunted softly as Tobias settled the plug and raised his head to look at Phan. "He looks even prettier than usual, sir," Noah said softly, and sighed through another moan.

Tobias smiled and slapped Noah's red bottom. "And you're going to be stunning, pet. Time to show off those chaps we got at Gregory's."

"Thank you, sir." Noah pushed off the bench and got to his feet. He seemed pleased about the attire and Tobias knew he liked those chaps; he suspected it had a lot to do with the instant visuals of a memorable evening.

Tobias grinned and motioned for Phan to stand as well as he crossed to the costume wardrobe. "Here we are," he said, casually swinging both doors open. Noah's chaps were hanging on one door, along with finely chained nipple clamps that would be fixed to both his collar and his cock ring. On the other door there was a matching set of nipple clamps, a simple link collar for Phan, and a very short leather skirt.

"I think," he said as he backed away from the cupboard, "I think I should like to watch you dress each other. Oh, and I want it understood that you will both remain hard this evening, and you're not allowed to come. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," Phan said immediately. "Thank you, sir."

"Understood, sir." Noah said on the heels of Phan's gratitude. He made his way directly to where Phan's collar hung on the wardrobe door, and ran the chain through his fingers, smiling at Phan. "Come here, Phan. It will be simpler to start with you; my chaps have miles of laces."

Tobias backed all the way up and leaned on the wall to watch. He loved the way his boys were so easy with each other, loved that they touched and enjoyed each other; there was so much potential for jealousy and anger. Really, the fact that they were always smiling and eager to please was a credit to both of their personalities.

Phan dipped his head and let Noah slip the collar on him, shuddering slightly as it settled on his collarbones. "Um, skirt first?" he asked Noah. "Or does the chain to my cock have to go on first?"

"Um," Noah looked over the chain and the skirt. "I think the chain first; it'll have to go under the waistband." Noah's hands slid up Phan's torso, closing around his nipples, and he rolled them between his fingers. "Want these nice and tight, right?" He gave them a tug and let them go before reaching for the chain and clamps.

"Uh-huh," Phan moaned. He shook his head as if to clear it. "I get to do yours, remember," he warned. He gasped as Noah put the first one on, and Tobias saw his cock leap. Phan always did love clamps.

"Yes, and you'll be gentle with me won't you? They kill me when they first go on." He smiled and attached the second clamp, then smoothed his fingers around them to soothe the skin. "Okay? I'm going to hook this chain on now." Noah winked at Phan and reached down. He wrapped his fingers around Phan's cock with one hand, while fastening the clip to the boy's ring with the other.

"Not fair," Phan protested weakly, thrusting into Noah's hand.

Tobias cleared his throat. "Time, boys."

"Yes, sir." Noah let Phan go with real reluctance and reached for his skirt. It was so short it was difficult to call it that really, but it was the closest approximation. He moved around behind Phan and fastened it around his hips. "Oh, this is very nice," he said with a smile, smoothing the leather down over Phan's ass.

"God, it feels like my balls are showing," Phan said, looking down.

"They will be, when you bend over," Tobias said with a smirk. "Noah's turn. Chains first, then the chaps."

Phan grinned and lifted the clamps. "Oh, this is fun," he said, tugging at one nipple and bending down to suck the other.

Noah hissed and grinned. "That's hardly fair, either." He tangled his fingers in Phan's hair for a moment and then tugged him away. "And before you complain about your balls showing, hon, wait until you see how the chaps lace."

Phan smiled and clamped Noah's nipples, quick and hard. Noah yelped and his shoulders curled forward. "Jesus Christ," he hissed again.

"Hurts a little more, but stops faster," Phan said quickly, moving to lick and soothe each one. "God, you're sexy," he said, one hand moving to Noah's ass.

"Ahem," Tobias said clearly. "That's one, Phantom. Mine."

Phan's hand stopped. "Yes, sir." He seemed contrite as he got the chaps down. He looked at them for a moment and whistled. "Wow. Okay, this... wow. Very nice." He set them aside for a moment and looked at Noah's cock. "Right. Okay. Chain first, then tie you up pretty."

All business, he carefully put the second cock ring on Noah and then attached the chains. That done, he held one leg for Noah, smoothing the leather of the chaps on with as much care as he showed in dressing Tobias. The second leg went on just as smoothly, and Phan set to work, lacing everything up.

Noah dropped his hand down to stop Phan as the laces reached his hip. "I need a little more room right there so I can kneel without popping the grommets." He grinned smugly.

Phan snorted. "Yeah, yeah. Either that or strangle your dick..." He obeyed, though, not even glancing back to see Tobias' smile.

Tobias moved closer as Phan looped the leather laces around and around Noah's cock, petting him and making Noah arch a little as his prick was laced into position. Slipping one hand between Noah's legs to cup his balls, Tobias said, "Should have shaved you too. Be so pretty, pet. Next time."

"Next time, sir," Noah agreed with a little grin. His voice was suitably tight. "How do you like the chaps, Phan?"

"Sexy as fuck," Phan said frankly, stepping back to admire. "Um, sir? If you let go I can see better."

"Tough." Tobias grinned and rubbed his thumb along Noah's cock. When Phan sighed he laughed and let go. "Cheeky boy."

"Yes, sir. Oh, wow. Noah, you're gorgeous."

Tobias smiled. "Lovely. Turn around and show me your ass, pet."

Noah turned and bent forward, resting his hands on his knees. It was still pink from the spanking, but it likely wouldn't stay that way all night.

"Hmm." Tobias slapped him, hard enough to raise a hand print. "I think we're going to have to be inventive, pet." He went back to the trunk and found a paddle that had a loop strap on the handle and handed it to Noah. "Keep this with you. I want to keep you red all night -- and, yes, I'm fully aware of what will happen if I hit the base of that plug. You're not allowed to come."

"I believe you have already instructed us to that effect, sir," Noah said dryly, looping the handle through the laces at his hip.

"Ah, but clarity is never a bad thing," Tobias said, grinning widely. "All right. I have to get changed and our guests will be here any time now. Phan, you open the door, Noah, you take coats, then you both will make sure everyone has something to drink. I'll be in soon. Now, shoo. And no making out while you wait," he cautioned while he headed to the trunk to replace the other paddle.

"Dang," Phan whispered loudly.

"No making out, sir." Noah laughed softly. "Try to get the door before they ring that bell."

Tobias stopped walking and turned around. "Why?" he asked curiously. "What's wrong with the bell?"

Noah looked in his direction. "You've... heard it, sir?"

"Of course." Hell, he'd picked it out. It was majestic and surreal and full of bells. He'd spent two hours listening to whiny chimes and dingly little clatters before he'd found it.

"Oh. Well, then nothing's wrong with it, sir." He glanced at Phan. "It's very... unusual."

"It's... um. Effective, sir," Phan said, looking very hard at nothing.

"You hate it," Tobias stated.

"Um. Well..." Phan sighed. "It scares the hell out of me."

"And it sounds like church," Noah added. "Sir."

Tobias stared at them. "I see. I'll... think about it. In the meantime -- you'll let them ring the bell. Clear?"

"Yes, sir." Noah nodded once. "We'd better get downstairs, I need to check the food, sir."

Tobias sent them off, replaced the paddle in the trunk, and cleaned up from shaving Phan. After he closed the cupboard doors he went down to his room to dress, one ear out for the doorbell. He liked the bell. He could understand jumping a bit the first time it went off, but it was... a doorbell. A work of music. Not some stupid buzz like the condo had had.

He looked in the mirror as he knotted his tie, immediately stopping his pout. He didn't have the lips to pout -- that was for Noah to do, or Phan when he was in a mood. Tobias did not pout. Ever.

Finally, he heard the musical chimes and headed out to the entry, eager to show off his boys and home. And to hear the end of the doorbell.

Bradford was standing in the entry with Nikki, and the pair were handing Noah their coats. He smiled as he saw Tobias coming down the hall. "Your boys look wonderful," he said, favoring Tobias with one of his most earnest smiles. He looked over at Phan, and shook his head in apparent disbelief. "Absolutely wonderful."

Noah turned briefly to hang the coats in the hall closet and Nikki went to his knees when Bradford made no effort to leave the foyer.

"Thank you," Tobias said, smiling broadly. "Welcome to our home, both of you. Nikki looks wonderful as well. Calm."

"Nikki has been a very good boy this last week. Say thank you, Nikki, Master Tobias has given you a compliment."

Nikki's clear voice rose from the floor. "Thank you, Master Tobias."

Bradford smiled broadly. "So, the house looks very good from the outside; stately, well looked after. I hope you've planned a Grand Tour."

Noah moved to stand next to Tobias, both of his boys flanking him. "I have," Tobias said, "but I think we'll wait for Luca. Come in and sit, see the living room at least." He gestured with one arm, more or less ignoring his boys. "By the way, did you hear the doorbell?"

Bradford moved toward the living room. Nikki stood and followed at heel. "Oh, I did! Marvelous. Very formal and stately. I approve."

Noah followed, but Tobias had a suspicion his boys had exchanged glances behind his back. "Master Bradford, can I get you something to drink?" Noah asked their guest.