Holding out the cuffs, I gave Simon a firm look. “Are you okay with me putting these on you? I won’t attach you to anything except yourself, but I’d love to see how you look in them. They’re easy to get out of, but if you do want me to stop at any time, I will. Have you heard of the traffic lights system?”
Simon shook his head. “No, sorry.”
“It’s not a problem. It’s a BDSM term: green for go, yellow for slow down, like if you’re unsure of anything and want a moment to just think or adjust or wait, and red for stop. And I mean stop. Does that make sense?”
“Yes, that’s fine.” Then he gave me one of his cheeky smiles that I’d come to adore because they were so rare and precious. “You know a lot about this… Should I be calling you Sir?”
I chuckled. “Not today. I like it when you say my name.” Simon flushed, but his smile didn’t fade. “Can I put these on you?”
“Please.” I leant over the bed, wrapping the soft cuffs around his wrists individually and making sure they weren’t too tight before clipping them together with the short chain. Since Simon’s headboard was solid, there wasn’t anything for me to attach him to, but that didn’t bother me. Besides, we might be here for a while, and I didn’t want his arms getting tired.
“I have another question,” I said, sitting on the side of the bed and running my fingers down his chest as I spoke. “I want to use your new dildo on you, but I also want to use some of your other toys too. Is that okay?”
The flush on Simon’s skin deepened. “That’s okay. They’re, um, they’re all in the drawer. I’m sorry I have so many.”
“Why are you apologising?” I asked, leaning down to capture his mouth in a kiss, my whole body relaxing at the feel of his lips on mine. I’d missed kissing him.
“I don’t know.” He shrugged. “Guys tend to think it’s weird that I have lots of sex toys, especially… especially lots of dildos and prostate massagers. It’s just, I like having something in my ass.” His last words were barely above a whisper, and he looked so embarrassed as if he was worried that I’d shame him for his choices too. Fuck that.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” I said, kissing him again. “I think it’s hot as fuck, and I love that you know what you want and what you like. That’s insanely sexy to me.”
“Really?”
“Of course.” I hated that other men had made him feel like this. Simon was beautiful, sexy, and a goddamn gift. How the fuck had they not seen that? “Next time, I’m going to watch while you show me exactly how you like to get yourself off.”
“Fuck,” Simon moaned.
I smirked. We were definitely doing that next time.
Giving him one last, deep kiss, I sat up and turned to the bedside table and pulled the drawer open. I had a rough idea in my mind of what I wanted to use, so I carefully removed a small vibrator, a medium sized dildo, and a prostate massager before reaching into the back of the drawer to pull out the neglected Fleshjack, laying them all out on the bed next to Simon. Then I grabbed the bottle of lube that was tucked into the corner of the drawer and the glass dildo I’d bought earlier and added them to the collection.
Simon’s eyes widened at my choices, and I watched as his cock twitched in his panties, precum trickling from his slit to soak the top of the pale silk.
“Where should we start?” I mused as if I didn’t already have a definitive plan in my head. I ran my fingers across the line of toys, picking them up individually to examine them. “You have so many toys, baby. I can’t wait to hear all the beautiful noises you’re going to make for me.”
Simon moaned, and the sound went straight to my dick. My whole body was thrumming with anticipation, and I couldn’t wait to get started.
Picking up the small vibrator, I flicked it on to the lowest setting. The vibrations were still pretty powerful, and I could immediately see why Simon liked it. I leant forward with the vibrator between my fingers, running it across his nipples and down his chest, making him gasp in surprise before I slowly ran it over his panty-covered cock, teasing his shaft.
“Fuck.” Simon gasped, his hips bucking up, chasing the sensation as I dragged the vibrator lower to tease his balls. “Oh God, Taylor.” His cock was leaking precum again, soaking the top of his panties. I wondered if they’d stain. That would be hot as fuck. Every time he saw them, he’d be reminded of tonight and the pleasure I’d brought him.
Leaving one hand on the vibrator, I swiped my other hand across the head of his cock, collecting his precum on my fingers before bringing them to my lips to suck the salty liquid from my skin. Simon moaned as he watched me, eyes wide with desire.
“Love the way you taste, baby,” I said, before grabbing the bottle of lube. It was a little tricky to open the bottle one handed, and I had to put the vibrator on the bed for a minute while I poured lube onto my fingers. Luckily the open back of Simon’s panties gave me easy access to his hole. As I picked up the vibrator again to tease his cock, I slid my fingers into his crack, tapping his pucker. Simon groaned, spreading his legs wide for me.
Slowly, I slid a finger into him, pumping it in and out of his tight ass as I ran the vibrator over his cock. When I added a
