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.But he turned and pulled the back of the shorts away.Deke’s fingertips grazed the surface of his skin, setting it on fire anew.He flinched.“You’re not okay.”Ryan nodded.“I’m fine.” He bit off the words.“Petrov hurt you?”“Yes, it hurt.It’s a fucking S and M club.People go there to give or receive some degree of pain.”“I’m sorry.” He sounded like he meant it.Deke got up and went into the kitchen.Ryan heard him getting ice from the freezer.He came back with a towel stuffed with ice.“Lie down.”“No.I don’t need this.” Ryan pushed Deke’s hands away.“Don’t need your help.Just tell me what you want to know.”Deke pressed the towel against Ryan’s bare ass.He held it for a few seconds, and Ryan didn’t pull away as the soothing cold seeped through the towel.Every ten seconds or so, Deke moved the towel to another spot.It felt good.Deke held on to Ryan’s upper arm with his other hand.The firm pressure of his grip felt good too.Deke continued with the icing for at least five minutes.Ryan lost track of time.“That’s too cold now.” Ryan took the towel from Deke and sat on the couch.He shifted his weight to stay off the still-smarting portion of skin.“What do you want to know?”“What happened and what did he say?”“He wanted to spank me.I let him.”“That’s it? No sex, no blowjobs? No fucking?”“Just spanking.” Ryan didn’t want to go into details about the spanking.“You think he’s gonna want to go further next time?”“I don’t know if there’s going to be a next time.”“Why not?”“He… he… uh, he didn’t get off from it.”Deke raised his eyebrows.Ryan continued.“He was hard, but he didn’t come.Is that the level of detail you wanted?”Deke chewed his lower lip.“He wasn’t really into me.I can’t exactly say what it was, but he didn’t say he’d ask for me again the way the other customers did.”Deke’s gaze bored into Ryan’s.Didn’t he believe Ryan? Did he want to know more? Well, Ryan wouldn’t give in to his prurient curiosity.How could he explain how good Petrov’s hand felt coming down on his ass? He didn’t know how the man did it, but he found just the right spot every time, each slap and stroke pushing Ryan closer to the edge, the pain blooming into exquisite warmth that traveled directly to his core.He couldn’t tell Deke that he’d begged for more when Petrov had stopped and that he’d come like a high-school kid losing his virginity at the barest sensation.Petrov had sounded pleased with Ryan’s reactions and called him pretty names in Russian, but Ryan hadn’t been allowed to please Petrov.He knew not all Doms wanted that from a sub.But Ryan could never admit to Deke how much he’d wanted to please Petrov, or that he hoped he’d be invited to play again.“So you don’t think he’s going to ask for you again?”“I’m not really his type.He wanted to try me out, and we didn’t click.” Ryan hated how much that hurt.He’d never failed to get a guy interested in him before.He’d never wanted a guy this much.Ryan was the one in control with the tricks.Everything had been on his terms, until now.He’d never been with a guy like Petrov.Ryan couldn’t get him out of his brain.After only one session.“We’ve seen who he leaves with—that Dakota kid.You’re Petrov’s type.Coloring, build.” Deke looked Ryan up and down for a brief moment, cheeks coloring slightly as he realized what he was doing.“He likes piercings.” Ryan shrugged one shoulder.“I don’t have any.”“Piercings?”Ryan brushed his nipple with his fingertips and nodded.Deke swallowed audibly.Ryan did it again, but he wasn’t in any mood to tease the uptight Fed.Too bad Petrov didn’t respond the way Deke did.Ryan fought the urge to see if Deke was hard.It didn’t take much with some guys.“A piercing,” Ryan said, looking down at the nipple pinched between his fingers.“I should get one.” Would that spark Petrov’s interest?Chapter 13THE FOLLOWING afternoon Deke drove Ryan to a tattoo shop across town.He felt wrong about this, but Ryan insisted.The place was clean and well-lit by the floor-to-ceiling windows.It looked more like a hair salon than the dark, seedy tattoo place of Deke’s imagination.“Hey, Victor!” Ryan shook hands with a dark-haired guy wearing a white tank top.His shoulders were covered in beautifully drawn and shaded tats in vivid colors, like a human comic book.“Ryan.Never expected to see you here.”“I changed my mind.And you’re the best.”“Who’s your friend? Looks like a fucking cop.”“Dan’s fine.He’s been trying to talk me out of this.”“Can’t you just get a temporary piercing, like a temporary tat?” Deke asked.“You can’t draw a hole on something, dude.” Victor shook his head and grinned at Ryan.“And you can’t fake how it feels.”“Let’s do this.”They went into a cubicle in the back that reminded Deke of a dentist’s office.It was that clean.There was a table and a chair, both of which had adjustable angles.Ryan pulled his shirt off and sat in the chair.Victor sat down.“Before we do anything, let’s talk about the procedure and aftercare.” He explained in more detail than Deke wanted to hear, then asked, “Which one?”“Left.”“Okay.” Victor moved the chair to the other side, and Deke watched him examine Ryan’s nipple first visually; then he pinched it and tugged at it.It was like watching foreplay.Deke wondered why he suddenly was getting off on watching stuff like this.“You have good nips for this.Big enough to hold the bar and still look good.” He wiped disinfectant on the nipple, now even bigger and harder, then drew a couple of dots on it with a felt-tip pen.“Let me put on some topical anesthetic, or do you want to feel some pain while I do this?”Deke replied before Ryan.“Numb it all.No pain.” He hated that Ryan was doing this, and he couldn’t stand and watch him endure pain, even if Ryan thought he wanted to.Victor glanced at Ryan, who shrugged.“Numb it.I think it’s going to hurt Dan more than it hurts me.”Victor sprayed something on Ryan’s chest, and Deke’s stomach twisted again as Victor got the tools ready.They looked like instruments of torture.Deke imagined pain shooting from his own nipples to the base of his spine and hoped he didn’t visibly react.“You just want the nip today? How about something a little more exciting to go along with that? How ’bout a PA?”Ryan glanced at Deke.“What’s a PA?”“Show him,” Ryan said.Victor pulled his dick out of his shorts to show Deke [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]