I live and write BDSM. Age 18+. Scarleteen is great for under 18.
I'm having a UU-focused weekend as I write this... and focused on The Queen and Synn-weekend :D They're also the characters I'm "having a conversation with" for UU Lent. They liked my idea that they would be good for the theme of partnership. So my two men took a look at the picture Kayla found for us; The Queen enjoyed all the pretty rope and Synn said "Why not?" I did at one point in the writing pause to post on Facebook: #pmwriting You pause to remember you're write a short sex scene meant for a blog post, not something for a novel. So you shouldn't still be doing set up 398 words in. Yeah, I ended up with nearly 1K with this intro :D
"You want to play a little? Let me tie you up and blindfold you?" The Queen pressed his thumb against Synn's bottom lip.
"When you look at me that way." Synn kissed The Queen's thumb. "Since it doesn't have to be about D/s, just you and I enjoying ourselves."
"I hope you will enjoy it as much as me." The Queen wrapped his arms around Synn's waist and pulled him close for a hug and kiss. "Love you, so much." He kissed Synn again, his tongue plunging between the sweetly parting lips. Feels so good in my arms. Want to make you come again and again, my love.
Synn took a backward step, pulling The Queen with him. "Come on. Make us feel good," he murmured against The Queen's lips. He moved his hips in small circles, rubbing their cocks against each other. "What do you have going on in this head of yours? Do I need a safeword?"
"Nah. Not gonna make you beg to come. If something gets to be too much, just say," The Queen mumbled as he took up leading them to Synn's bed. He dragged his teeth over his bottom lip as he grabbed a coil of red nylon rope he'd brought, hoping. Each loop he made around Synn's right wrist felt like a stroke to his hardening cock. "Your bed is made for bondage."
"Yes," Synn purred. He slipped onto his back on his bed. After resting his head on his pillow, he lifted his hands, pressing his fists down beside his pillow.
"You make me think of romance books laying like that." The Queen secured the rope to an eye bolt in wood.. "And now the other hand. You look so good tied up." He moved around the bed, grabbing another coil of rope as he passed the nightstand. He licked his lips.
"You're trying not to say things you would to one of your subs, huh?" Synn laughed.
"When you look so good that way?" The Queen traced his index finger down the middle of Synn's chest. "Well we have never quite said there is a line between lover and submissive, you and I who interact intimately more often with those submissive to us." He tied the second coil of rope
"Do you need me to be quiet or can you tied my ankles faster? Just guessing that's what you're planning?"
"Shins, I think, so your legs are spread open and I can enjoy your cock. Just seeing how hard the preparations have made you." The Queen dragged his hand over Synn's cock, smearing pre-cum with his movement. He focused on the rope, the loops around Synn's shin. Pulling the leg so his knee pressed against his stomach; he groaned to see an eye bolt in the right place to tie off this rope.
"Of course I know you might not even hear, so into tying me up you are," Synn commented.
"Hm. Yes." The Queen finished off the knot against Synn's other shin and then lead the rope to the headboard. "And you are just as hard, my love." He opened the bottle of warming oil and let a short stream pour down on Synn's cock and balls. He reached with both hands to caress his lover.
"I thought you planned to blindfold me?" Synn moaned with the pleasure of The Queen's attentive hands.
"Maybe later." The Queen gazed into Synn's eyes as he wrapped one hand around Synn's cock.
"Yes, yes!" Synn pushed against The Queen's hand, even if his bound legs prevented him from thrusting his hips.
"Trying to come fast?" The Queen rubbed Synn's balls with his other palm. "I am sure you would never do that."
Synn grunted his pleasure. "Just enjoying. That oil must be something special."
"Just a few warming oil Tommy made. Like?" His gaze dropped to Synn's cock as his stroking sped up.
"Love it. Nearly as much as I love you."
The Queen used his thumb to rub oil over Synn's frenulum. His other hand slid down from Synn's balls.
"Please, finger my ass," Synn whimpered. His head rocked back when The Queen's finger slid into his asshole. "Yes!"
The Queen rubbed his finger against Synn's wall until he felt the prostate. He looked to Synn's shaking thighs and sighed. Releasing the cock for a moment, he poured more oil over his left hand before insinuating a second finger into Synn's asshole.
"Yes, love!" Synn shot a stream of cum, the gorgeous whiteness landing on his lower stomach.
"Good boy," The Queen murmured. He stroked just the head, his thumb pressing with intensity to draw out Synn's orgasm. He groaned with surprise as he came from Synn's passionate response, his cum mingling with Synn's.
"This is why I wanted to see." Synn's asscheeks flexed as he clasped The Queen's fingers inside him.
The Queen slipped his fingers out of Synn, pressing them against his thigh. He laid his head in the pool of their cum, his cheek pressed against Synn's softening cock. He kissed the nearer inner thigh. "I wanna fuck your ass now."
"Yes," Synn sighed. "Just a moment, love, then yes, again and again until we're ready for a shower."