9
“Is this something you want? I don’t want you to do it only to try and please me.” Nicolas’ blue eyes were wide open as he searched mine. We tangled together on my sofa while he questioned me about Taylor.
“I am doing it to please you, but I’m also doing it to challenge me.” My knee pressed upward into Nicolas’ crotch, and his thick rod pulsed against the flesh of my thigh.
Nicolas’ fingers clamped under my chin while he teased my lips with his tongue before following it with a full-bore kiss. He said, “We need to have rules.”
I agreed. The charged atmosphere made my thoughts a little fuzzy, but I did my best to follow the conversation. I blinked and asked, “What kind of rules?”
Nicolas scooted further back into the sofa and wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me tighter against his body.
“I want to handle this differently than last time. Taylor is going to be submissive to both of us. That’s his place, and he needs to understand that if he wants to play.”
“Submissive to—me?” I turned toward Nicolas with the question written across my face.
Nicolas nodded firmly. “The last time I tried to treat the two of you equally, but you are not Taylor’s equal. You are my partner in so much more than sex, Ryan. I want the playtime to reflect that. Taylor is fun and young and exciting, but he will never be you. Does that make sense?”
“But—but I don’t know anything about ropes or a flogger or being in charge of a scene—“ I bit my lip. My voice sounded like I was whining.
Nicolas gripped my chin again. “Did you know anything about representing city government? Did you know anything about supporting the mayor?”
The reasoning began to sink in. I said, “No.”
“Follow your instincts, my boy. You will do well. I trust you.”
I burrowed my face into Nicolas’ chest, and I whispered, “I trust you, too.”
* * *
Taylor was excited to accept our invitation for a play session. He also wanted to know whether that meant that he could resume his position as an apprentice, too. Taylor explained to Nicolas that the sex sounded fun, but he was most interested in the apprenticeship.
I smiled when Nicolas told me about Taylor’s comments. It made me even more excited about our next encounter. Intelligence was an aphrodisiac.
Nicolas insisted that I meet with Taylor on my own before our next play session. I was nervous, but I dug once more into my trust in my Master. I arranged to meet Taylor for a late afternoon drink downtown. He greeted me as “Mr. Rowley,” and after I inquired about his taste, I ordered beers for us at the bar. When I returned to the table, I sensed the power differential, and despite my earlier skepticism, it felt good.
I said,” I don’t know whether Nicolas ever explained it to you, but beyond our dating, he’s my Master, too.”
Taylor’s eyes opened wide. “Do you mean like collars and everything like that?”
“Yes, but I don’t officially wear his collar yet. I hope one day to wear both that and a wedding ring. I hope that doesn’t disturb you.”
“No—it doesn’t at all. In fact, it’s exciting. Congratulations, but I’m not sure where I fit in.”
I said, “You have two places.” I sipped my beer. “You are an attractive young man—correct?”
Taylor blushed, and I watched the hand holding his beer begin to tremble. He set it down. “Well, yeah, I like to think so, but so are the two of you.”
“One more person can make play even more exciting. There are things we can do with a third person that you can’t do with only two.”
Taylor laughed nervously, and he rubbed his hands on his jeans. “Yeah, I guess that’s true. It’s an honor to get picked to be the third with guys like you.”
“And the second is you belong as a friend because we both like you. We think you have great potential, and we want to help in whatever ways we can.”
I was happy that I didn’t have to give a similar speech to anyone other than Taylor. I knew that many young men would be so fixated on sexual activity that it would interfere with their understanding of anything else.
Taylor said,” I appreciate it all. I do.”
I reached across the table and touched Taylor’s arm. I felt the tiny hairs standing on end and said, “There are two rules that Nicolas wanted you to hear before you come back to the studio.”
