Page 44 of Whirlwind

He slid one hand into the back of the boy’s shorts, circling and then tapping at his puckered entrance. Micah was squirming and bucking wildly now, only his trapped legs and his rigid arms keeping somewhat still. Without a single rope or strap, he had the boy bound before him.

He knew that his friends would be enjoying the show too, which made it even hotter.

He nuzzled up the boy’s neck, then moved to his ear. “You’re so good for me, boy. Taking everything that I give you. Letting me know how you feel with all of those noises you make.” He moved one hand up to pinch at the boy’s nipples, while he kept the other one circling his hole.

Then he gripped his hair to keep his head still while he whispered against his ear. “It looks like my friends have arrived. They’re looking at you. Watching you. Wanting you.”

He felt the boy try to turn and look before realizing he was trapped. His breathing sped up. Fear or arousal?

“Should I give them a taste? Let them fuck those thirsty holes?” Micah moaned into his neck with what could only be desire. He kept up the dirty talk. “Their thick, hard cocks are going to fill you up. One after another. You’ll be tied down, just taking it, taking everything they give you.”

“Y-y-yes, Sir.” The boy could barely get the words out.

“Or should we give them a little show first? Let them see how ready you are?”

“Whatever you want, Sir.” It came out as a breath, dancing along the shell of Eric’s ear. He wanted to just rip off the boy’s shorts and fuck him now, and only the promise of better things kept him from it.

“Turn around, boy.”

The movement was a little awkward. They worked together to unearth Micah’s bent legs from the sides of the chair. Micah lifted his body by his arms, and Eric arranged his legs just as he wanted them. For a moment, one of his legs spasmed and kicked out, but Eric just waited until it lay still again.

He opened the boy’s knees and positioned them outside of his own knees, then wrapped the boy’s feet behind his ankles. With a gentle pressure of his lower legs against the sides of the chair, his sub’s legs should be neatly contained. He was also completely open and accessible to Eric’s hands.

He didn’t try to mask the difficulty Micah had in maneuvering or highlight it either. His friends would likely notice and see the crutch. And since he’d be directing the scene, that was all they needed to know.

He stroked soothingly up and down the boy’s sides. “Micah, I’d like you to meet Masters Parker, Ben, and Julio.” He nodded to each in turn. Their faces were hungry as they took in his boy, and he caught Taylor’s eyes peeking up from his place at Julio’s feet. He’d leave it to Julio to introduce Taylor if he chose to.

“And this little treat is Micah. I thought you all might like to join us tonight.”