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are you enjoying this so far, my sweet, young thing?”
    “Can’t you tell?” I said, glancing down at my leaking, erect cock.
    He looked at it too, and chuckled. “So pretty.”
    “It’s crying because you won’t fuck me.”
    He stared at me for a long time while I gazed back with raw passion and need.
    “Do you know why I’ve waited so long?” he asked finally.
    “To get me ready?”
    He smiled. “Henry, you’ve been ready for a long, long time,” he said, sliding his rough hand down my chest, over my belly, until it wrapped around my jutting cock.
    I gasped. “Then… why?”
    He kissed my cheek gently before he continued. “I was always one of those kids who’d save my chocolate bar for three months because I wanted to look forward to eating it. If I’d eaten it right away, like the other kids, it wouldn’t have given me so much pleasure.”
    I groaned as he stroked my cock back and forth with his hand.
    Fuck. Me.
    “It’s also been wonderful making you wait for something you want so very badly. That’s the sadist in me, I guess.”
    “Do you… do you do this to all your boys?” I asked.
    He pulled back and looked at me again as if surprised at that question. “I’ve never waited so long to fuck anybody.”
    We stared at each other, his hand continuing to move lazily on my dick until I had to close my eyes.
    “Ryan… I need you to fuck me now,” I breathed, trying to control the way my chest rose and fell. “Please.”
    He made a sound in the back of his throat as his hand squeezed harder suddenly, then released me. “Not here.”
    He fell to his knees and took my cock in his mouth.
    “Fuck!” I exclaimed as I looked down at the top of his head, and at my cock going in and out of his gorgeous mouth. “Sir… wait.”
    Then I couldn’t make any more words. My head fell back as I gave myself up to the wetness and suction. I could tell he wanted me to come because he rocked the steel plug roughly as he sucked me.
    My body stiffened as the orgasm coiled in my balls. I couldn’t even warn him it happened so fast. I came with a deep groan, my wrists pulling at the leather cuffs, muscles contracting and releasing as I let go.
    As the intense pleasure slowly subsided I looked down, watching him swallow my release eagerly, making his own noises of pleasure.
    When he finished, he stood up and embraced my bound form, kissing me deeply as he pushed his muscled body against me. I felt the hard steel of his dick under his leather pants.
    “I’m taking you home now,” he said gently. “So I can fuck you properly. Don’t say anything. Just nod if that’s okay with you.”
    I nodded, but couldn’t help smiling.
    Thank the freaking Lord. His chocolate bar was in danger of melting all over the goddamn floor at the moment.
    He grinned. “I’m leaving the plug in and I don’t want a word out of you until I say you can speak, capisce ?”
    I nodded. Fuck, I loved his games.
    ****
    He took me down from the cross and dressed me, tying my boots as if I were four years old. Watching him do that was pretty fucking hot.
    Then he escorted me out of his club, past the curious eyes of so many men, out the back door and into his car.
    He got into the driver’s seat and started the old Toyota, then put the radio on the hard rock station, loud. He glanced at me and when our eyes met I felt the burning of his need. I thought I might combust when he touched me. My cock was already swelling again, the hard steel in my anus a tease for what would come.
    ****
    “Stand by the sofa, hands behind your back,” he said as soon as he keyed us into Apartment 1209.
    I did, watching Ryan move about the space. He was so fucking sexy— the way he walked, the way he looked in those leather pants and boots. Shit, I could watch him for hours.
    He took care of a few ordinary things, like starting the dishwasher and putting on some coffee for later. No doubt to delay my satisfaction. He totally ignored me and finally