10. How To Frisk A Joey

Joey froze,his heart stumbling. "I wasn't gonna do anything!"

Blade pressed up against him anyway, the warmth of his body soaking into Joey's back. "Hands above your head."

Joey put his hands in the air.

Large fingers caught his wrists. Blade dropped a low, sturdy box next to the iris scanner, and pulled Joey onto it.

"Feet apart," Blade whispered.

Joey hadn't been sure if Blade was mad at him for wandering around.

But that whisper, that rasp of his voice against the shell of Joey's ear—it was the same tone Blade had used with him several times by this point, on the phone, while Joey squirmed and panted.

Joey hadn't realized how used to that tone he'd gotten. Until now. Because he was already wet, his body primed for Blade's next command.

Blade pressed his nose to Joey's neck and rumbled.

"I-is the box for making me taller?" Joey whimpered.

"It's for giving me greater... access." Blade flicked his tongue against Joey's nape, a soft, wet touch. "Feet apart, Joey. I won't ask again."

Oh gods. They were going to do this. The frisking.

Joey spread his legs, flushing when Blade knocked them further apart with his foot. Blade pressed Joey's hands against the wall. "I'm going to search you for illegal substances," Blade murmured. "As well as anything that shouldn't belong on you."

"I-I'm innocent," Joey stammered.

Blade huffed amusedly. "That's what all the criminals say. Don't move."

Joey held as still as he could. Over his shoulder, he saw the gleam of silver buttons on Blade's uniform.

Blade began by wrapping his hands around Joey's bare wrists. His hands were strong, sturdy, and it felt like he was holding Joey down. Like restraints. Holding him together.

Before Joey could savor that feeling, Blade stroked down to Joey's elbows, then his upper arms. He rubbed his fingers firmly into Joey's armpits, not tickling him at all. He swept his hands over Joey's shoulders and down his back, his fingers curved around Joey's sides.

Every touch set Joey's skin tingling.

Blade wasn't hurrying, either. He pressed his thumbs into the dip of Joey's spine, and paused at the top of his ass.

From there, Blade skipped Joey's ass, wrapping his hands around Joey's ankle. He felt up Joey's clothed leg, up his calf to his knee. Up along his inner thigh, up and up until his hand bumped Joey's sac. Joey gasped.

"You said something?" Blade murmured.

"Do you touch all the criminals like this?" Joey blurted. Because he was really feeling Joey up.

"I'm taking longer with you. I want to be... very certain I've checked every single inch." Blade grasped Joey's other ankle and repeated the process, stroking up his thigh all the way to where it joined his ass. "Nothing so far," Blade murmured, rubbing Joey's sac lightly with his finger. "We'll have to do a more thorough search."

Joey bit down his moan. "Th-thorough in what way?"

"Spread wider," Blade growled.

Joey throbbed. He spread his legs even more, slick dripping down his cheeks to soak his briefs. With the box under him, he was closer to Blade's height, tall enough now to feel Blade's bulge nudging between his cheeks.

Blade hooked his chin over Joey's shoulder, studying Joey's front. He cupped Joey's chest with both hands and squeezed.

"What're these?" Blade murmured when his fingers brushed Joey's nipples through his shirt. They pebbled beneath his touch. "I should investigate them."

Joey flushed. "They're—nothing suspicious!"

"Yet you won't tell me what they are. All the more reason to investigate." Blade caught them between his fingers and squeezed them through his shirt. Each squeeze sent a shock through Joey's body; he gasped, his hole clenching.

Blade teased Joey's nipples until he was squirming, his pants so tight that he hurt.

"They just seem to get harder and harder," Blade murmured.

He released Joey's nipples and dragged his hands down Joey's stomach and abdomen. Then he brought his hands around, cupping Joey's ass and squeezing. Joey gasped.

"I'm not going deep enough," Blade purred, digging his fingers into Joey's crack. "Your clothes are getting in the way of my examination. For all I know, you have something tucked between your cheeks. I will have to spread them to make sure."

Joey's face burned. Except Blade didn't stop there; he slid his fingers lower, rubbing them into Joey's taint.

Joey spasmed, completely aware how inappropriate this frisking was.

Blade withdrew his touch and slid his hands around Joey's hips to the front of his body. Joey held his breath as Blade's hands grew ever closer to where the fabric was stretched taut around his cock.

Blade's fingers bumped into his aching length. Joey hissed.

"Oh?" Blade murmured. "I found something suspicious. This requires further investigation."

He cupped Joey's bulge and squeezed. Pleasure shot up Joey's spine; his knees would've buckled if Blade hadn't been holding him up.

"What is this, Joey?" Blade growled, hefting Joey's bulge.

It felt so good. Joey panted, pulsing against his hand. He's touching me there. "It's—my, ah. My..."

"It feels extremely suspect." Blade dragged his fingers up and down Joey's length, driving him mad with pleasure. "Do you have a live weapon in your pants? I will have to unload all weapons I find on your person."

"Oh, gods," Joey whimpered, his voice going high when Blade squeezed his cock. "I-it's gonna—"

His hips jerked forward. Blade released him immediately.

"I will isolate this until I can investigate it further," Blade murmured. "It's too dangerous to handle a live weapon."

He grasped Joey's pants and unbuttoned it. Then he pulled down the zipper, releasing the pressure there.

Joey's cock shoved straight out, tenting his briefs so blatantly that his face grew hot.

Blade groaned. "That looks very dangerous. It might blow."

"It's gonna blow." Joey whined as Blade shoved his pants down to his thighs. Blade slipped his thumbs into Joey's underwear, very carefully lifting it away from Joey's cock so it slipped out, jutting desperately in the cool air.

"Fuck," Blade whispered. "You look even better in person."

Joey almost covered himself. No one had looked at him there before, not like this.

But Blade had ordered him to keep his hands up, letting himself be completely exposed. Joey's flush deepened.

"For everyone's sake, I should neutralize the risk immediately," Blade growled in his ear. "What exactly is this weapon, Joey?"

Joey writhed, his cock tingling under Blade's scrutiny. "I-I don't know what to call it."

Blade brushed his calloused thumb over its length, sending a cascade of sparks through Joey's skin.

Gods, it wasn't enough.

"It looks like it might go off any second," Blade whispered in his ear. Then he closed his hot fist around Joey, touching so much skin at once that a moan ripped out of Joey's throat.

He's holding me there!

Blade groaned, squeezing Joey so his eyes rolled back. "It's perfect."

He stroked Joey over and over, from his base to his tip. Each brush of skin felt like a shock of lightning; Joey could only hold on for the ride.

"Blade," he gasped.

"Come for me," Blade whispered, giving Joey the slowest, sweetest stroke he'd ever had.

Joey came so hard that black spots danced in his vision, warm jets of cum shooting out of him, on and on and on.

It was so embarrassing, how hard he came. Joey squirmed and tried to angle his hips away from Blade's view, except it made his ass grind against a thick, hard length.

"I'm getting my mess everywhere," Joey whimpered.

"I want you to," Blade growled, sliding his bulge between Joey's cheeks. It was even bigger and thicker now.

No one had touched Joey's bare ass with their bulge before.

"You're so big," Joey squeaked. "It's not gonna fit!"

"I'll make it fit."

Joey grew so wet, he could hardly think. When he looked down, he found Blade's hand still around his cock, his other hand cupped in front of it, white streaks of cum splattered all over his palm.

"Your... weapon might unload again," Blade growled, sliding Joey's foreskin away from his tip so he could gather the remaining cum on his fingertips. His touch sent a jolt of pure pleasure up Joey's spine. "I will bring you back to my bedroom to continue the investigation."

Joey shuddered with anticipation. "It's... not over yet?"

Blade's laugh was low and toe-curling. "No. Your bodily cavities still have to be... searched. Deeply and repeatedly. We're just getting started, Joey."