Bondage (36 page)

"That's it," Tobias purred, watching them both move and rock. He wondered if they were consciously matching their rhythms or if it was just coincidence. He slipped another finger into each of them, opening them and slicking them up to the sound of Phan's moans and Noah's cries.

Noah reached out with one arm and grabbed Phan by the back of the neck, pulling him close and kissing him hard. Tobias watched their exchange of tongues and the occasional play of teeth, and their sounds started to mingle so it was hard to tell one from the other.

Tobias grinned and hooked his fingers in Phan, making the boy cry out and break away from Noah with a gasp. Still grinning, he pulled his fingers out and smacked them both on the ass. "Okay, Phan, drop down and brace yourself."

Phan moaned and his shoulders hit the bed, his ass high. "Please?"

"Shh," Tobias soothed. "Noah. He's waiting," he invited.

Noah moved deliberately, his eyes and attention all on Phan. "Just another minute, hon." He knelt behind the boy and ran his fingers over Phan's smooth skin before taking him by the hips and lining up. "Love you," Noah said softly and then pushed into Phan, sinking gently until his hips pressed into Phan's ass. "Oh, God. Tight, hon. Jesus."

"Told you," Tobias whispered, running his hands down Noah's sides to his hips, and past him to Phan. He kissed Noah's neck. "Stay there," he said, petting them both as Phan whimpered. "Just... hang on a moment."

Carefully, he pushed Noah's knees apart a little more and centered himself against Noah's entrance. "Okay, love. Move slow, just let it happen." He pushed a little, sliding in just enough to breach his boy; when Noah pulled out of Phan, he moved back onto Tobias.

Noah groaned loudly and Tobias could feel him fighting for control of his breathing. He huffed out a couple of heavy breaths and then let himself pant lightly. "Fuck... oh, fuck." He tightened around Tobias and stayed there another moment before slowly moving forward and sinking into Phan again. "Feels good. So good," he said, moving forward and back once more.

Tobias thrust forward, unable not to move. "Oh, God," he gasped, his hands gripping Noah's hips.

Phan whimpered. "Yes, please! Noah..."

"Oh, fuck. Phan, I... oh!" Noah tried to move. Tobias knew he had Noah somewhat pinned between the two of them but couldn't stop himself. What Noah managed was a set of hard, shallow thrusts into Phan, fed mostly by Tobias' momentum, and otherwise just took Tobias in deep, mumbling and trying to communicate between needy cries and heated moans. "Oh, God, please. I need... oh, fuck, yes."

Tobias growled and switched his grip to Phantom's hips. With a pull and a hard shove, he impaled Noah between them and began to thrust harder, guiding Phan with his hands so they were both fucking Noah, hard and fast.

"God!" Phan screamed. He lifted himself up on his hands and braced himself, moving easily with Tobias. "Noah, oh, fuck, yes! Love you, oh, God oh, God, oh, God!"

Noah screamed. He tossed his head back so it hit Tobias' shoulder and left it there. One hand came up and tucked behind Tobias' neck and the other stayed firmly on Phantom's ass, fingers bruising the skin. His body shuddered and the stream of curses or praise that came from his lips was completely unintelligible. He whimpered and grunted and merely held on for the ride.

Phan's back arched, and he froze; Tobias held him against Noah's hips, feeling the tremors that wracked him through his silent orgasm. The smell of his come filled the room, hot and musky, and Tobias bit down on Noah's bare shoulder, fighting for his own control.

"Tobias!" Again, Noah screamed. But this time his body shuddered hard and his hips jerked spastically into Phan. "Phan, Phan, Tobias! Oh, yes, oh, God," he babbled as he came, clenching reflexively around Tobias' still-hard prick. He leaned forward again and hooked an arm under Phan, panting hard.

Phan was crying, Tobias knew he was; he knew the tears for what they were, knew the catharsis and sympathized with it, but before he could do anything his body reacted. He swore, his cock throbbing, and he clutched Noah's hips, driving into him deep and hard. With a sharp, short cry he let go, pounding into his boys, Phan through Noah, until his climax erupted out of him and he fell forward, toppling them all onto their sides. Hands and arms and touches were a blur, the soft sounds of each of them coming down and trying to breathe filling the room.

Through the cacophony of heavy breathing and sated moans, Tobias could hear Noah whispering on and off to Phan. He wove his fingers in with Tobias' and tucked Tobias' arm around them both, pressing deep into Tobias' chest. "Love you," he said more clearly, and louder, so they both could hear.

Phan echoed him, wiping his eyes and sighing. "Love you."

Tobias shifted a little and kissed Noah's cheek. "I love you," he said softly. He moved again, pulling out and making them both sigh, and then leaned over him to reach Phan. "And I love you," he said, his voice catching.

Phan swallowed hard, but didn't look away and didn't blink. "I... you know I love you."

"I do. Doesn't hurt to hear it again."

"I love you," Phan whispered, a smile flitting across his face.

Noah pulled out of Phan gingerly and rolled onto his back. "I know it was easier to believe it wasn't true, Tobias," he reached up and slid a finger along Tobias' jaw. "But it might have been true as long as I've known you."

Tobias shook his head. "Don't think so," he said, wondering. "Doesn't matter anymore, anyway." He kissed Phan gently, then moved between the two of them and kissed Noah as well. "You're okay?"

"I ache everywhere." Noah smiled at him.

"That's not what I meant, pet," Tobias said.

Phan giggled, and turned it into a cough. "He means about me."

"Oh." Noah laughed. "Of course. I'm happy, really. It's better this way."

Tobias sighed and snuggled down. "We stink," he observed. "And I might not hate Bradford anymore."

"Bradford is a good man," Phan lectured. "And he's good to Nikki. You can't hate Bradford."

Tobias raised an eyebrow. "You take your nights off pretty seriously don't you? Maybe I should bring back your morning discipline..."

"Yes, please," Phan said sweetly.

"I think it's time," Noah agreed, poking a finger into Phan's ribs.

"Mmm," Tobias mused. "Morning spankings for Phan, evening spanking for Noah... get you two back in shape for the... uh. Thing. In a week or so."

Noah looked at Phan. "Thing?" He looked at Tobias. "What thing?"

"Secret thing. Go to sleep."

"First of all, we stink and I'm showering and changing the sheets before I sleep. Second of all, you are evil." Noah pushed out of bed. "Evil."

"But in a good way," Tobias deadpanned.

"No, just evil," Phan said easily, slipping out the other side. "But that's okay. I'll call Nikki tomorrow and he'll tell me."

Tobias snorted and rolled over. "Leave me some hot water. And spankings hurt, don't forget. Especially if I do them on wet skin."

"Night off!" Noah sang, turning on the shower in the master bathroom.

"Not tomorrow," Tobias called back. "Brats!"

Phan giggled and Tobias heard him getting clean sheets from the closet. With a groan Tobias got off the bed, his legs still a little wobbly as he stripped off the messy ones and dumped them in the laundry. He went into the bathroom to find Phan standing there looking amused.

"What?" he asked, slipping an arm around Phan's waist.

"Noah's showering alone. Said he'd make up the bed and we should clean up together."

Tobias looked at Phan and then the shower. "Oh. Did he say why, exactly?"

Phan grinned. "He's being all romantic and mushy."

"Ah." Well that made sense, and really was rather thoughtful, in Tobias' opinion. Just like Noah. "That's sweet," he said to Phan, dropping a kiss on his shoulder.

"Uh-huh." Phan sighed happily and leaned into him.

The shower turned off and Noah stepped out, dripping and grinning as he reached for a towel. "In you get," he said, starting to dry off. "See you in bed." He kissed both Phan and Tobias and left the room with a flourish of still damp skin and flowing towel.

Tobias and Phan both grinned and watched him go, trading the towel for the stack of sheets.

"Come on," Tobias said softly. "Let's get clean." He stepped into the shower and pulled Phan with him, setting the water to a comfortable temperature. They didn't say much as they moved together, washing each other, but they really didn't need to.

Phan spoke with his touch, the light kisses he gave, and the way he took care of Tobias before himself. Tobias washed Phan's hair, something he hadn't done in years, and took the time to just hold Phan to him, kissing him softly over and over.

"I love you," Phan whispered as the water began to cool. "So much. I'm scared."

"Of what, dear?" Tobias whispered back, one hand smoothing over the small of Phan's back.

"Of being happy. Of course. Don't let me fall, okay?"

"We won't. I promise." He meant it; he and Noah would watch carefully, make sure that Phan was on level ground and had access to any help he'd need as he fought the instinct to pay for his happiness. "No flogging for a while, Phan," Tobias said. "Until it's passed."

Phan nodded and buried his head in Tobias' chest. "Thank you."

Tobias turned off the water and lifted Phan out of the shower. "I'm going out to the farm tomorrow to talk to Peter. Why don't you come with me? We can go riding in the afternoon."

Phan smiled. "That sounds fun. Okay."

Tobias smiled down at him and kissed him again. "Bedtime, boy. Let's go make sure Noah hasn't sprawled all over."

"And if he has?"

"Tickle him."

Phan bounced. "Yay!"

Laughing, hoping for the best, Tobias turned off the light and took his boys to bed.

Dressing Phan and Noah turned out to be easy.

"Get dressed in what's laid out for you in the playroom."

"Yes, sir."

Tobias loved being in charge. He loved being able to just say 'do this' and not having to explain why. It made surprises so much easier to manage.

He'd had Phan's collar delivered to the club by messenger, utterly pleased with the way it had turned out. Solid silver instead of steel like Noah's, the outside was done in etched vines instead of Celtic knots, with the words "boy," "master," "serve," "obey," and "love" hidden among the leaves. He doubted even Phan would know they were there until he'd had a long time to study it. On the inside were their names and the date.

Dressing himself was a matter of doing what he knew Phan would like; lots of leather and his jack boots. Noah would be almost entirely covered, although the almost severe uniform cut of his new clothes was more for Tobias' enjoyment than anyone else's. Phantom would be wearing new leather as well, although hardly any of it. Tobias hoped the leather duster he'd gotten him as a gift to preserve decency on the ride to the club would make everyone happy.

He could hear them talking as they dressed, obviously having left the door open, and he set out his boots, admiring the high gloss polish as he reached for the phone. He really had to check in with Bradford.

Tobias was surprised when Joe answered the phone. Bradford was letting his bartenders pick up his personal line now? But Joe said he would transfer Tobias back to Bradford's office, and the phone rang twice before Bradford answered.

"Hello, Tobias." Bradford sounded busy but not stressed. "Everything in order on your end?"

"More or less," Tobias said, still looking at his boots. "Delivery get there?"

"Yes, and I've looked it over. Really, he does such beautiful work; it's a shame he doesn't work in gold, though I think Nikki's turned out very classy. I put him through his paces this morning. He's so sweet when he's deep. I mean he's sweet all the time but especially... okay, I'm going to stop now before I make a complete fool of myself." Bradford laughed.

Tobias grinned and glanced at the stairs. "So I don't need to give you the speech I have ready in case of cold feet, then?"

"I didn't say that, did I? Haven't been into the liquor cabinet yet, though."

"Well, that's a plus." Tobias walked to the stairs and listened. They sounded like they were almost ready; he could hear Phan making squeaking noises. "You're doing the right thing, Bradford," he said seriously. "Really. And I know several people who will brain you if you back out now."

Bradford snickered. "Now you sound like your boys. Don't worry, I'm not going to back out. I'm proud of him; he deserves this. So does Phan."

Tobias smile broadly. He was fairly sure he looked rather smitten, so he tried to tame it a little. "He does," he agreed. "Oh, I think Noah knows what's going on, by the way. He's playing along, but he's been a little... strange for a couple of days; lots of smiles and knowing looks. Phan's noticed, so Noah might just be teasing him, I'm not sure. Doesn't matter really, does it? Am I babbling? Oh, God."

"We're a pair aren't we?" Bradford laughed again, more easily this time. "I wouldn't be at all surprised if Noah knows. Staying in town for the weekend, new outfits, lots of secrecy... he's probably figured you out. Hopefully Phan is still clueless. I think Nikki is, but you have no idea how hard it is to plan an event with him at my heels all the time."

"Where is he now?" Tobias asked curiously. "Oh, and where do you want me to take the boys? Right into the room, or do you have an entrance planned?"

"He's upstairs getting dressed," Bradford said. "Take them through the front entrance and up to the heavy bondage room. Nikki will be kneeling there alone when you arrive. He'll think he's waiting for me, your arrival might confuse him a bit, but he won't speak to you so you won't have to explain anything. Leave Phan there, Noah, too, if you like, and we'll send for the boys when we're ready. I've got the stage cleared and two sets of manacles are hanging from the ceiling. What did you have in mind for Phan?"

Tobias nodded. "Manacles are good. I'd originally intended to cane him, but we're a little concerned about his appetite for pain at the moment, so I'm bringing my tawse as well. Still packs a wallop, but the pain isn't as bright."

"Very nice. I didn't know you still used the tawse. I'll have Nikki's favorite cane and he'll be blindfolded as well. Hopefully he can keep his knees under him."

"Sir?"

Tobias looked up the stairs and smiled. "I have to go," he said to Bradford. "They're dressed, and ready for the rules. I'll see you soon, old friend."

"See you soon." Bradford laughed softly and the phone went dead.

Tobias picked up his boots, smiling as Noah went to his knees and waited for Tobias to reach the top of the stairs before following him into the playroom.

"Good pet," Tobias said, pointing to a spot on the floor. "Kneel there, please. Phantom, let me look at you, boy."

Phan stood on display, his eyes carefully lowered as Tobias walked around him. The leather harness and jockstrap outfit was horribly clichéd, but it suited Phan well; he liked being dressed up, he liked leather, and he liked being obvious. His erection strained at the leather nicely and Tobias glanced at Noah. "Did you ring him, pet?"

"No, sir," Noah answered from his spot on the floor. "I didn't find a ring with the clothing and you hadn't left instructions to do so."

Tobias nodded. "Good." He looked at Phan again and pointed to the floor until the boy sank to his knees. "Not a sound, boy. Understood?"

Phan nodded slowly, his breathing even. He would be just fine, Tobias thought.

"Your turn, pet. Let me see you."

Noah stood gracefully, his arms behind his back. Tobias walked around him to and smiled as he looked at Noah's ass. Really, he should always wear uniform pants a size too small. "What do you think, pet?" he asked, reaching out to smooth fabric over Noah's hip.

"I think I had better be very careful how much I eat, sir." He grinned. "And I like it."

"So do I," Tobias said with a smirk. He circled around in front of them and had Noah kneel once more. "All right, we're going out, as you know, and as you've likely worked out, it's a special night. You will be on your best behavior, period. No talking to each other or anyone else without my express permission. No looking around and no leaving my side unless I say otherwise. It's a big night for Bradford, and I expect nothing but your best, understood?"

"Yes, sir," Phan said softly.

Noah's voice was stronger. "Yes, sir."

Tobias nodded sharply and went to the cupboard for a set of nipple clamps for Phan and two leads. "You'll be at my heel, of course," he said as he tugged at Phan's nipples, playing with them until they stood tight and hard and Phan was swaying slightly into the touch. With quick movements he attached the clamps and one of the leads.

"And the standard rules apply," he added, clipping Noah's lead to his collar. "No coming, no touching, all of that." He stood up and backed away a step, smoothing his own leather pants a little. "Very pretty," he said approvingly. "Okay, I need help with my boots, Noah, and then I think I'll let Phan lick them before we go."

Phan gasped. "Thank you, sir."

"Yes, sir." Noah went for the boot hooks in the armoire. He was barely hiding a grin, looking happy, and proud, too. He helped Tobias stomp into his boots with much-practiced skill and then returned the hooks to their place.

Tobias grabbed him on his way back and kissed him hard before letting Noah kneel again. It still took him by surprise, the depth of Noah's generosity and the way he could open his heart. Tobias had no doubt at all that Noah knew what was going on.

When Noah had settled again, looking even more pleased for the kiss, Tobias crossed his arms and looked down at Phan. "Pay your Master respect," he ordered, his voice pitched low.

Phan shuddered slightly and went to his hands and knees, crawling across the floor to Tobias. He moaned softly and licked the toe of Tobias' boot, and then up to his ankle. "Master," he whispered, turning to the other foot and doing the same, worshipping at Tobias' feet. He licked his way up to the top of Tobias' boots and moaned again. "Thank you, Master," he said, his eyes down.

Tobias suspected his eyes were not only looking down, but were glazed over as well. He glanced at his watch. "Keep going, boy," he said gruffly.

Phan whimpered and licked up one leg, then mouthed Tobias' erection through the leather for a moment. When he seemed to be starting a rhythm, sucking harder, Tobias stepped backward. "The car should be here," he said calmly. "Come." He gathered the leads and tugged gently. "Noah, help him down the stairs, please."

Noah nodded and stood. "Yes, sir." He helped Phan up, too. "Come on, hon," Noah said softly, and made sure that Phan made it to the foyer in one piece despite his fog.

Tobias smiled at them and handed Noah his cane. "Hold this, please," he said, letting the leads drop while he shook out the new duster for Phan. "What do you think, pet? Keep him presentable?"

"Oh, Phan, look!" Noah nodded. "It's beautiful, sir."

Phan blinked a few times. "For me?" he whispered cautiously, then reached out to touch the leather. "Wow."

Tobias smiled and settled the coat over Phan's shoulders. "You can thank me later."

"Yes, sir. Wow." Phan seemed to wake up a little, feeling the leather and looking down with wide eyes. "It's gorgeous."

Tobias let Noah help him with his own coat, then he took his cane and the tawse in hand as Noah put on a leather jacket. "We are a walking advertisement for *SM Digest*," Tobias observed, rolling his eyes. "Let's go, boys. Enjoy the car ride -- silence goes into effect as soon as we arrive."

"Yes, sir." They got into the car, and Noah took the opportunity to chat with Phan. "You look great in that coat, hon. Hot."

Phan smiled. "Thanks. It's really... posh."

Tobias nodded, arranged his boys so that he was in the middle, and peered at the driver. "Charlie?" he asked, the name more a guess than anything.

"Yes, sir. All set?"

"All set." Tobias smiled. He leaned back and turned Noah slightly for a kiss, then kissed Phan. "Good boys," he whispered.

Despite being given permission to talk, the car ride was remarkably silent. Noah looked out the window and held Tobias' hand most of the way, and Phan leaned on his other shoulder. Upon their arrival, the club looked unremarkable, just like any other day, really. They were greeted at the door and their coats were taken and hung for them. Bradford was nowhere in sight.

Tobias took their leashes and led them through the heart of the club, not looking around even though he knew they were drawing attention. He went right up the stairs, glancing by reflex into the mirror. He grinned as both Noah and Phan straightened; some habits never die.

He took them both to the bondage room, the leads loose in his hands as they walked down the hall. "I promised to help Bradford for a few minutes," he said quietly. "You will follow my orders to the letter."

He turned sharply and tapped the door he wanted with the cane, once, and then opened it. As Bradford had promised, Nikki was there.

Nikki didn't so much as twitch when they came in. His eyes were focused on the floor a few feet in front of him and they stayed there as Noah and Phan followed Tobias into the room.

Tobias let go of Noah's lead and took Phan to a spot where he wouldn't be able to see the door or Nikki, and had him kneel. "Stay here, boy, until I send for you. Just relax and wait."

Phan nodded, not even looking at Nikki, and settled himself.

Tobias went back to Noah and kissed him softly. "Stay here," he whispered. "Keep an eye on them -- I doubt they'll be any trouble."

"Yes, sir. I doubt it, sir," Noah whispered back, grinning. He knelt as well, in a way that he could see both Nikki and Phan.

Tobias grinned. "Someone will come soon," he said, petting Noah's hair. He turned and left the room, whistling, closing the door quietly behind him.

He found Bradford on the main floor, after ducking past a few knowing smiles and nods.

"All set, then? Was Nikki being a good boy?" Bradford asked, leading Tobias through the bar to the large room at the back of the club. It was sometimes a dance floor, sometimes an extra dining room, but tonight it had a low stage, with two sets of manacles hanging from the ceiling center stage on thick chains.

Bradford was wearing burgundy leather pants and a well-tailored black shirt. It was a far cry from his usual club-owner tuxedo, but suited the mood and the occasion much better. Against one wall was a heavy table on which were laid out Bradford's chosen tools -- a light flogger, a cane, a stylish leather blindfold, and several bottles of water.

"Of course. I don't think he was even aware of us," Tobias said, putting his cane on the table, and the case with the tawse. "Noah's keeping an eye on them. How are you doing, old friend?"

"I'm feeling much more ready for this now that I'm dressed and have had a cigarette." He gave Tobias a knowing smile. "You?"

Tobias shrugged and smiled. "More ready now than I was last week. Where are the collars?"

"Oh, yes, they're here." Bradford stepped to the end of the table and opened the box containing a silver collar. "Phan's," he said and picked up the other box. "And this is Nikki's."

Nikki's collar was made of hammered gold, roughly a half-inch wide, and was made to sit flat around his neck. It had a sturdy circular charm on the front that would double as a ring for a leash and it closed in the back with a lock and key.

"Oh, nice," Tobias said, admiring it. "Very, very nice. Noah knows, by the way, I was right." He passed the collar back and looked around the room. "So. Do you want the set on the left or the right?" he asked, pointing at the manacles. He grinned and winked. "I suspect that at this point, nothing much matters. How much longer do you want to wait?"

"Doesn't matter to me, there's plenty of room to move around both." Bradford waved his arm toward the chains. "I don't see any reason to wait. Shall we call everyone in and send for our boys?"