Welcome to Masturbation Monday. This week a snippet from my story Mile High Kink Club which features in the Brit Boys: With Toys boxed set which is out tomorrow - available for pre-order now.
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From coast to coast and city to country Brit boys enjoy playing with each other and their toys. Not any old toys, though; guitars, rope, plugs and Moleskine journals all prove to be enormous fun. Throw in a shop that’s wall to wall with kinky ideas, a journalist on the lookout for the next big thing, and Dominants who insist on obedience and there’s sure to be something to cater for everyone’s taste.
Whether it’s a quickie or a slow indulgence, Brit boys know how to hit the spot and they aim to please every time. So take a ride, fly high, come enjoy these sexy boys and their toys.
Brit Boys: With Toys is an anthology of M/M stories written by British authors, featuring British characters in British locations.
Eventually, as they pulled out of Bristol Parkway, his phone lit up with a new message.
It’s here, Sir.
And have you put it on?
The reply was quick.
Not yet. There was a pause before Darius text again. Not quite sure how to...
I’m sure it came with instructions. Most male chastity devices do.
He thought of the sleek silver horn that would contain Darius’ penis until they were together again. He’d be able to pee okay, and apart from perhaps not sleeping on his stomach, it wouldn’t give him any problems. Unless of course he decided to masturbate, because then the frustration of not being able to get to his member, the discomfort of a swelling erection contained in metal casing, might just drive him crazy with longing.
Just open it up and slip it on. Remember to lock it then send me the key.
He hit send then typed again.
And send the key soon because if I don’t have it by Saturday I won’t be able to release you and allow you some fun.
There was no reply. Rhodri stared out of the window. Had he pushed Darius too far? Male chastity wasn’t for everyone. If he was a serial masturbator it might prove too much. It might tip him over the edge. But if he were a horny sub who wanted to hand his pleasure over to his new Master then it was the perfect game to heighten his arousal.
And damn, the thought of owning him that way sure as hell heightened Rhodri’s arousal. It sent it rocketing into the damn sky.
A sudden windy bang rattled around the train as they headed into a tunnel. Rhodri set his head back and closed his eyes. He blew out a long, low breath, emptying his lungs. Hopefully when the train emerged from the darkness and signal returned to his phone he’d have received an answer one way or the other from Darius.
The clack-clack, clack-clack of the rocking train held him suspended for a few minutes, then with another gush of noise daylight streamed into the carriage once more.
Instantly his phone beeped. It was an image.
Rhodri hit open.
His stomach tightened. His heart clattered. He glanced around, double-checking no one was nearby. They weren’t.
Darius had sent a photograph of himself, naked except for the silver-coloured chastity device. It was a thing of beauty on him and Rhodri wondered at how perfect he looked in it. Darius’ skin was pale, a few thready veins evident on his hips, his belly flat but with a hint of muscle and a sprinkle of light brown body hair. His pecs were small but defined, and the hollow of his throat appeared the ideal spot for kissing, snuggling against.
Rhodri smoothed his finger over the picture, zooming in. He wanted to see it all, every tiny detail, and not miss a thing.
He studied Darius’ wrists; slender, fine, ideal for a set of handcuffs. Between his left thumb and index finger he held the key, in his right hand he held his phone facing a mirror.
Rhodri moved up to Darius’ face and got closer still.
There was a sexy defiance in his eyes. The tilt of his lips said he was enjoying the game, how he appeared in his reflection...how he felt.
With a chuckle Rhodri wondered how much he’d enjoy it when his cute cock bloated in the device and pushed against the metal. Would it be so much fun then? Oh, but the relief when it was removed. How good it would feel to release the tension, allow the need to be fulfilled, be stroked, massaged, pumped to climax.
Rhodri saved the image then went back to his messages.
Is it locked in place?
Good. It suits you.
Thank you, Sir. The key will be in the post by the end of the day.
I’ll let you know when I receive it.
And then I’ll tease you some more. Build the tension.
Rhodri typed again.
That’s when you’ll hear from me next, when I get the key. Until then, be good.
I don’t have much choice.
Rhodri smiled and put his phone away. That was it for now. He had to be strong. Much as he wanted to play with his sub’s mind, his role as Dominant required him to keep some distance at this point. He needed to let Darius stew for a while, conjure up fantasies and ideas about what they’d do together, what Rhodri would do to him.
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