Chapter 29

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Kacey finished folding the laundry, cleaning up the kitchen, just pottering around.

He itched.

He was bored.

He wanted… something. Anything.

Kacey grabbed his phone and texted Ty.

Kacey

Bored

Tyson

So? Go get into trouble! Loud music. Dancing. Set something on fire. Jack off with lots of moaning.

He cracked up. Tyson was a dork, but the crazy son of a bitch always made him laugh.

Kacey

Yeah.

Tyson

Seriously

River, who was sitting on the couch reading, cleared his throat like he knew what Kacey was texting about.

Kacey

Can River read minds?

Tyson

No, honey. That’s why u have to get his attention. Like this!

A picture came in, and Tyson had pierced his nipple, the ring silver with a line of rainbow crystals dangling on a chain.

Kacey

DAMN

Tyson

I didn’t ask first. So I’m in trouble but Noel’s gonna love it. Go big, you know?

He could almost hear Tyson’s laughter.

Kacey

ur crazy man.

And wild brave. Wicked. Naughty.

Fun.

Tyson

ikr? so what ru gonna do?

Kacey didn’t have any idea. He guessed he could go soak in the tub, watch some porn on his phone…

Tyson

seduce him. He’s hopeless about sex lol

Kacey

He is NOT

He frowned deeply, shooting his Master a glance. River was amazing.

Hot.

Broad-shouldered and strong, which wasn’t immediately noticeable with the sweater on and stuff, but River could do whatever he wanted to with Kacey’s ass.

Hell, Kacey’s everything.

“What’s the matter, boy?”

He blinked and looked up to find River watching him from the couch.

“Huh? I was just looking at you.” I was just thinking about your hands. About how you can turn me inside out.

“You were frowning. Come here. You can look at me closer.” River held one arm open. “Are you done with your chores already?”

“I am. All done.” He wandered over, scooting closer. “I was texting with Tyson.”

“Ah, hence the giggles. What trouble is he getting into?”

“You want to see?” He crawled into River’s lap, being daring. He liked sex. River liked sex. They both, apparently, liked kinky sex.

“Mm.” River’s arms went around him, one hand sliding right under his shirt and up his spine. “Show me.”

“Yes, Sir.” He showed River his phone, because if Tyson hadn’t wanted River to see, he would have said so.

“Oh, very nice. Noel is going to love that. He’s not so secretly into hardware.” River nuzzled his neck. “I wouldn’t object to some hardware on you.”

“No?” That could be hot, especially if River was into it. Most especially. His cock took a happy interest. “What kind?”

“I don’t know. Nipple, bellybutton… scrotum.”

Kacey started to grin, but River wasn’t smiling. He was totally serious.

“I’ve never seen that, in a ballsac.” He tilted his head, touched his crotch. He wasn’t sure that would be hot, but he could be convinced. Maybe.

He didn’t know if he wanted a stranger touching him there.

“Google it. You’ll find pictures and then we can discuss it,” River whispered in his ear. “Later.”

“Uh-huh.” A shiver slid up his spine. “Later.”

God, he wanted to play.

River pushed his T-shirt up, and he shrugged out of it. “Ask me for what you want.”

He could do that. He wasn’t terrible shy. “I want you. I want to play. I’m bored and itchy and I need you to fix it.”

“Please, Sir.” River reached out and gave his nipple a pinch. “That’s one for you.”

“Mmm… Please, Sir.” He’d remember. Maybe. The pinch was heady.

“That’s a good boy. I can fix it for you. I bet you’re feeling better already.” River went after his belt, working it open easily. He was glad for River’s no-shoes-in-the-house rule. It made stripping out of his jeans so much easier.

“Yes, Master, but I need more.” This was more fun than color TV.

“First, I need less. Clothing.” River’s hands were everywhere, pulling and pushing on clothing until he was sitting naked on River’s lap, butt warming the denim of River’s jeans.

God, it was weird, but erotic as fuck, to be bare while River was still dressed.

River circled his cock loosely and held it in hot fingers. “This feels pretty good. Still want more?”

Was River serious? “Yes, Sir. I want more. Please.”

“So polite. Good boy.” River tightened his grip and stroked gently, thumb gliding over the head of his prick like a caress, slowly and carefully as if River were admiring a work of art.

Jesus, River made him shiver. He still wasn’t used to this slow, steady, determined lovemaking. He wasn’t sure he ever would be.

“Mm. Good boy.” River’s voice grew deeper, and he could feel his Master’s interest growing against his thigh. “Beautiful boy. How’s this?”

“I—I feel like I’m going to go crazy, a little.” And it wasn’t just the touch—it was the praise, the denim under his thigh, the way River desired him.

“I like this kind of crazy.” River leaned in and kissed him. It might be slower than he was used to, but it was hot and hungry, and there was no question what River was promising him.

It was easy to let himself go, opening and letting River have his will.

River pulled away and grinned. “Still want more, boy?”

“Yes, Master. I want everything.”

“Over my knees.” River pulled his hands away, but those eyes were tracking him hungrily. “Let’s see how much more you want.”

He surged forward, stealing a hard, hungry kiss before he moved, his abs jerking with his need.

River’s hands roamed over him as he got settled, but he hadn’t been still for a second when he got a hard, stinging pinch to his ass.

He jerked, his muscles all going tight at once. “Ow!”

River chuckled softly and smoothed a hand over the spot, making it feel like it was on fire for a second. “That’ll leave a nice little bruise to remember today by when the pink wears off.” River followed his words with a love tap to each cheek.

“You’ll be the one that sees it.” And he thought they both liked that, really. That he wore River’s marks.

“I will.” Yeah, River sounded pleased with himself. The words rumbled in his Master’s chest like he was purring. “And you will feel it.” River smacked his butt again, a little harder, and the one after that was a little harder still.

He groaned, his whole body moving, searching for the rhythm that he could sink into.

“That’s it, love. I’ve got you. Tell me when you want more.” He got a little more anyway, the blows getting closer together, alternating one side and then the other, landing just right.

“Fuck…” He groaned, his hard cock rasping against his Master’s thigh. “So good.”

“Yes, boy. This is what good boys get. They get to feel good; they get what they want when they ask for it.” He felt River’s will with every blow and knew this wasn’t selfish at all. It was what his Master wanted too.

“Yours. Your boy.” And he was soaring. “Please, Master. Don’t stop.”

“Mine.” The blows didn’t stop. They grew harder, heavier, but stayed in the rhythm he’d lost himself to. “Beautiful boy, such a gift.”

The world fell out from under him, and all that remained was the sound and heat and will of his Master. He floated there, full of sensation, until he felt something shift and suddenly his Master’s cock was pressing against him, teasing and stretching him just a little.

“Want you, boy.” The words rumbled like thunder through him and he realized he was straddling River’s lap but was unsure of how he’d gotten there.

“Yours, Master.” He sank down, the burn wild and fierce, inside and out. “Yes!”

“Yes. Fuck, boy. So perfect.” River thrust, and he came down. They slammed together over and over, both of them wild and wanting and the room filled with grunts and heavy breathing.

He was burning, top to bottom, and he would promise anything to River right now.

“Come on my cock, boy.” His Master’s order was barely above a whisper, but he heard it loud and clear. “I want to feel you.”

He might have whispered “yes, Master” back. He might have screamed it. It didn’t matter, because he obeyed, his entire soul focused.

“Fuck. Yes!” River pulled him down hard and rocked under him, and that shout he heard. It filled the whole room as his Master’s cock pulsed and jerked inside him, both of them shivering and gulping air.

He melted down, boneless against his Master’s chest as he slowly floated back into his body.

“Kacey.” River held him close, breathing with him, fingers stroking through his hair. It felt like they could just sit there forever. “Beautiful.”

“Master.” He left a kiss on the first bit of skin he found.

“Feeling better now?” He could hear the smile in River’s voice even though he wasn’t looking. Big hands rested lightly on his ass, but even lightly, it burned into his sensitive skin. He was going to be feeling his Master’s touch for a while.

“God, yes. Thank you, Sir. You fixed it.”

“It’s good to know how to ask for what you need, isn’t it? And such an enjoyable solution.” River chuckled. “How about we move this to the bath?”

That sounded like heaven. “Ooh… We can float and snuggle. My brilliant Sir.”

“Just a little more magic to our day.” But his Master sighed and didn’t move just yet.

They’d move in a minute. Whenever River was ready. Until then, he was right where he belonged.