Jim had spent the day cleaning his flat, doing a bit of shopping and taking a very nice, long, hot shower.
Dressed completely in black he showed up at Sebastian's place almost half an hour early. He had tried to contain himself, but he was just too curious to see how he lived.
"Oh... Hey," Sebastian said as he opened the door. "Come in. I was just cleaning up the kitchen."
Jim couldn't help but giggle. Sebastian was quite a mess. But not in the usual way. He had something sticky on his cheek and he was still wearing an apron.
"I'm sorry," Jim said. "I guess I underestimated London's public transport. I just didn't want to be late."
The hall was narrow and he had to wait for Sebastian to take a step back so he could enter. He toed off his shoes, leaving them next to Sebastian's, and hung his jacket on one of the pegs. "Nice place," he said, following Sebastian past the small, messy kitchen to a nice sitting room with a small sofa and a large telly.
"Thanks." Sebastian gestured at the sofa. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll just need a few minutes to make the kitchen a bit less... exploded. Want a drink?"
Jim grinned. "A glass of milk would be fine," he said. He was not drinking anything alcoholic before after they'd settled this silliness.
"Milk? Really?" Sebastian laughed. "Alright... Milk it is."
...
"That was brilliant." Jim leaned back in the chair. "I didn't know you could cook. We could have saved loads on all that take-away."
Sebastian chuckled. "Take-away can be nice sometimes. We were a bit too busy to spend a lot of time in the kitchen anyway..."
"True." Jim grinned at the memory of exactly what had kept them busy.
Sebastian leaned in for a kiss. "I suggest we leave the dishes for later."
Jim wasn't going to argue with that. Leaving the dishes indefinitely suited him just fine. On the other hand... "So... What do you feel like doing? Watching a movie? Or maybe show me around the area?"
"Show you around my bedroom?"
Jim sighed silently. "I'm guess that's where you keep the... toys?"
"Yeah. I considered putting them on display here, but I guess it might frighten casual visitors. And my mum." Sebastian grinned.
"Yeah..." Jim giggled nervously. "That could get awkward."
Sebastian's smile softened and he got up, walking around the table to Jim, then holding out his arms. "Come here."
Jim's glare probably looked more like a pout as he stood up and let himself sink into Sebastian's strong embrace.
Sebastian rested his cheek on Jim's head. "It's okay. I know you're nervous, but it will be fine. I'll be watching over you and you can tell me when you're too uncomfortable to go through with it. Remember your safeword?"
"I won't need a safeword," Jim snapped. He bit his lip. "I'm not scared. I just think it's silly."
"It's a game," Sebastian said, pushing him a back a little to look at him. "Who cares that it's silly if we'll have fun?"
"I care," Jim insisted. "If I look silly, we're not doing a film. I don't want to throw my career away for your wet dream."
"But that's why we're trying it first," Sebastian said. "So you can see how it feels. You don't have to decide anything yet. Just let me show you the toys and then we'll see what happens, right? One step at a time."
"I know." Jim knew he was making too much of it. But he just didn't feel comfortable looking ridiculous in front of Sebastian. What if Sebastian laughed at him? The thought alone was almost enough to make him bolt. But he remembered their talk about trust. Sebastian wouldn't do that to him. So he smiled and nodded. "Okay then. Let's go play."
"Great." Sebastian smiled back and kissed him, then walked over to open the bedroom door. "Welcome to paradise."
Jim almost had a minor panic attack when he stepped inside. He had been prepared. But not for this. The room in itself was ordinary enough. No medieval dungeon or latex inferno. Just an ordinary bedroom. The bed might be a bit larger than most, but not excessively so. He supposed it could easily hold three people, but did not linger on that idea since he could not tear his eyes away from the copious selection of whips and floggers mounted on the walls like weapons on display.
His mind was assaulted by an image of Sebastian, his naked torso glistening with sweat, his teeth showing in a devilish grin as he swung one of those things. He suddenly felt faint.
"Oh, don't worry about those," Sebastian said as he saw him looking, but there was a definite hint of pride in his eyes as he turned towards the wall. "What we need is in here." He opened one of the two closets.
Jim hardly dared look, but curiosity got the better of him and he moved to Sebastian's side. Most of the plugs and vibrators seemed pretty basic. In fact, he'd seen quite a few of them used at the studio. But there were also some clamps and other metal objects that were sure to be very unpleasant, no matter where on the body they were placed. And the gags... Jim would never have guessed there were so many different types. He was tempted to pick one up to examine it, but that would be for another time. He hoped.
There they were. In a small open case right in the middle of the shelf: a black leather collar with a silver tag shaped like a bone, a pair of floppy brown and white ears mounted on a thin metal headband and, worst of all, a short bendy rubber tail, protruding from a fairly small black plug.
Jim recoiled. "I don't think this is a good idea..."
Sebastian frowned and put a hand on his arm. "Are you okay? You look like you'd better sit down." He gestured at the bed.
"I'm fine!" Jim pulled away from him. "I just don't want to do this. It's stupid. I'll look like a fool."
"Okay. We'll leave it for now. But sit down anyway," Sebastian said.
Jim relaxed immediately. "Thank you, Sebby," he said, turning to wrap his arms around Sebastian's neck, pulling him down for a kiss. Maybe they could have some fun with one of those gags after all...
Sebastian smiled as he pulled out of the kiss. "Didn't I tell you to sit?"
Jim giggled as he almost ran to the bed, sitting down with his hands obediently folded in his lap. "Yes, Sir!" This was so much better.
Sebastian sat down next to him and put an arm around him. "I'm not going to act like I'm not a little bit disappointed. I was really looking forward to seeing you like that. But I suppose we can think of something else for the next film."
"Anything," Jim said, flashing Sebastian his most adoring smile. "Just tell me what you want."
"I don't know yet," Sebastian answered. "But a snog is always inspiring..." He leaned in, but Jim couldn't take his eyes off the closet.
"I noticed some cuffs in there," he said. "And some of the other stuff looked interesting too..."
"Yeah?" Sebastian said. "Anything you'd like me to use?"
Jim considered for a moment, smiling. "I liked feeling at your mercy. Restrained, blindfolded. Maybe you could even... gag me?"
"Hmm. I'll consider it," Sebastian said. "But first I want that snog." And he caught Jim's lips in an almost bruising kiss that left him dazed and breathless.
He pulled away rather suddenly. "Undress."
"Yes, Sir..." Rather than standing, Jim moved up on the bed, kneeling as he pulled off his shirt and undid his jeans. He pushed them down past his hips, revealing that he had opted to go pantless that day, and then lay back to pull and kick them the rest of the way off.
Sebastian stood up, watching him and licking his lips. Then he picked up the jeans and tossed it off the bed.
"Don't move," he said, before quickly undressing himself.
Jim did move a little, but only so he could keep his eyes on Sebastian, who raised his eyebrows but didn't call him out on it. Once naked, he picked the toys out of the closet and put them on the bed, studying Jim.
It took almost a whole minute in which Jim had to do his best not to squirm, before Sebastian's next order came. "Hands above your head."
He crawled up on the bed and looped the handcuffs' chain behind one of the bars in the middle of the headboard, then clicked them around Jim's wrists. "They're padded, so you can tug on them without getting hurt," he informed him. "Not that it'll be much use to try it, but if we want to shoot the next film soon, we better don't damage you too much."
Jim pulled on the cuffs, testing them. It was very different from the ropes. Less restrictive but more... definite. More exciting. He felt his body responding and the realisation that he could do nothing to hide this fact from Sebastian only made it worse. "Fuck..." he muttered, laughing breathlessly.
"The right answer was 'thank you, Sir'," Sebastian chided. "I guess we might as well shut you up if you're not saying the right things. Open your mouth." He picked up the gag.
Jim had to swallow hard before obeying. Suddenly he wasn't entirely sure this was a good idea. How was he going to tell Sebastian if something didn't feel right?
"Good boy," Sebastian said, putting the ball in his mouth. "Now, I know you can't safeword like this. But you have permission to kick me hard if things get too much, okay?"
Jim sort of managed a snort. He nodded once, looking expectantly up at Sebastian, who smiled down at him.
"Look at you. So pretty when you've got something big in your mouth..." He picked up the blindfold. "It's almost a shame you wanted to try the gag. I could have put something else in there. Something you once said you really wanted and yet you've never gone for it..." He shook his head, smirking, and then Jim's eyes were covered.
Jim would have agreed if he could. He had been wanting to get his lips around that beautiful large cock since the first time he saw it. But the time had just never seemed right. Or to put it another way: Sebastian hadn't told him to do it. Yet.
The moment he couldn't see, he felt himself relax. Now it was all up to Sebastian. Jim had no control over what was going to happen.
Sebastian hovered over his chest a while longer after putting the blindfold in place, kissing and licking Jim's neck. He hummed as he moved off, stroking a hand down Jim's stomach. "You know, it's nice to know you're mine even without the collar. Maybe you're right that it's not a good idea covering that neck of yours." Then suddenly the mattress dipped and a warm hand pressed against Jim's throat. "But I bet having something there makes you feel owned..."
Jim whimpered at the touch, giving the tiniest of nods. He felt very owned. And very very good.
Sebastian chuckled and for a second his grip tightened as he dropped a kiss on Jim's forehead. Then he released his throat and settled between his legs. He lifted one of Jim's feet into his lap and pressed it against his hard cock. "Feel that? It's just from looking at you." Then he pushed Jim's leg back into a more comfortable angle and pressed his thumbs into Jim's sole, starting a long foot rub.
Jim would have protested. How could Sebastian tease him so? Let him feel that delicious cock and then just rub his feet? But it was soon forgotten as Sebastian proved once again that he was just as skilled at massaging as he was at everything else Jim had experienced so far. He moaned and twitched at first, but as Sebastian worked his way through every soreness and tension, Jim felt as if his body was melting, leaving him nothing but a happy puddle, humming with delight at every touch. By the time Sebastian started on his other foot, Jim could have wept with pleasure.
"That's better, isn't it?" Sebastian finally broke the silence. "You were so wound up. But you know I take care of that. All you need to do is tell me what you need. Or splay yourself out like this..." He finally moved a hand up Jim's leg to his thigh, but it didn't continue its path. Instead there was the sound of a drawer opening.
Jim whined. He didn't want Sebastian to stop. But he was also curious to find out what he would do next, so he just lay there, bound and spread out for Sebastian to use however he wished.
After a moment, Sebastian started kissing his stomach, dipping his tongue into Jim's belly button before moving down, his chin and bottom lip brushing the head of Jim's cock a few times. But then he stopped again, shifting where he sat.
"Pull up your legs," he ordered.
Jim sighed in relief. Finally Sebastian was going to fuck him. He pulled up his legs as far as he could, feeling Sebastian's eyes on him.
A slick finger circled his arsehole. Then it pushed in the tiniest bit, but Sebastian pulled it out again and reversed the direction of the circling.
Jim whined and tilted his hips, trying to show Sebastian that he was ready for more. That he wanted more.
"Down," Sebastian growled, slapping the side of Jim's thigh.
Jim huffed in protest but obeyed. Why was Sebastian stalling? Why didn't he just take him? It wasn't like Jim could do anything to stop him.
"Good boy," Sebastian said, slipping in one finger, then pulling it back slowly and repeating the movement at the same torturing pace, now and then brushing Jim's prostate.
It was not enough, but at least it was something, and Jim relaxed, letting himself enjoy the sensation. If only he could touch himself. He'd been hard since they had started and was getting a bit desperate. But Sebastian mercilessly continued what he was doing, now and then muttering how good or how beautiful Jim was. Then finally he brushed a hand over Jim's cock and Jim's hips surged up.
"Jim," Sebastian chided, taking both his hands off him.
Jim whined again and thrust up one more time. He wanted to scream at Sebastian to get things moving. Couldn't he see what state Jim was in?
"Ssh," Sebastian said, moving up to gently kiss Jim's cheek. "It's okay. You can come in the end. I'm just not done with you." He petted Jim's neck. "You wanted to be at my mercy. I can't just give in then, can I?"
Jim leaned into the touch, hoping he'd take hold of him again. That had been so hot.
Sebastian breathed out a laugh and took the hint. "You liked that, did you? Maybe we should try the collar after all..." He squeezed Jim's throat softly.
Jim let out a muffled moan. He still wasn't keen on the idea, but it wouldn't hurt to try. Just the collar. He nodded.
"Good boy. Give me a second." Sebastian's weight shifted off the mattress and he rummaged around for a moment before he returned. "There you are. Gorgeous." He lifted Jim's head and attached the collar.
Jim held his breath while Sebastian closed the clasp. As he let it out, he felt the leather tightening around his throat. Not too tight. Just enough that he wouldn't forget about it.
"Happy?" Sebastian asked.
Jim nodded, feeling the edge of the collar press into his skin. He moaned again, hoping that Sebastian had gotten what he wanted so they could get on with it.
"Do you want the ears too?" Sebastian's smile was clear in his voice.
Jim really wanted to scowl at him. But he had to settle for a sort of growly sound in his throat to convey his dislike of that idea.
"I didn't quite get that," Sebastian said, amused. "Do you want me to take away the gag?"
Jim quickly shook his head. The gag was good. So were the cuffs and the blindfold. Even the collar felt nice. He didn't want things ruined by a stupid prop that looked like it belonged in a child's toy chest, not on an adult entertainer.
"Hmm." Sebastian hooked a finger behind the collar, testing it. "Still think it would look good."
That felt so much better than it should and Jim's resolve began to waver. If it meant that much to Sebastian, what harm could it be? Nobody was going to see it and it might get Jim the shag he'd been aching for. So he swallowed his pride and tried to shrug. Which turned out to be pretty difficult with his hands cuffed above his head.
Sebastian let go of him. "Was that a kick?"
Jim sighed and shook his head. Then he attempted the shrug again.
"The ears? Really?"
He really hoped his sigh would be interpreted: 'you better make this worth it'. Then he nodded. At leasthedidn't have to look at himself.
Sebastian actually gasped. "Thank you," he whispered, kissing Jim's cheek again before he moved off the bed.
He was back in no time, sliding the band over Jim's hair. "Oh..." he breathed. "Now there's a very, very good boy."
He lay down next to Jim, kissing his neck and reaching up to play with the ears.
Jim's cock had gone almost completely soft while Sebastian was getting the ears and he'd been hoping that alone would make Sebastian lose his enthusiasm for the idea. But then when he began praising and caressing him, Jim couldn't help but feel a little better about the whole thing. It was okay being silly if it made Sebastian this happy. He hummed, trying to let Sebastian know that he would like the gag removed.
It took a moment, but then Sebastian realised. "You've played with your toy long enough, then?"
Jim rolled his eyes under the blindfold and then just huffed and nodded.
"You're right." Sebastian fumbled with the gag's strap. "You've earned a new toy to play with." He gently pulled the ball out of Jim's mouth and then removed the handcuffs as well.
Jim groaned and licked his lips. The gag had felt good but it was also nice getting it out. He didn't take his hands down, waiting for Sebastian's next move.
"Sit up," Sebastian said. He got off the bed and a moment later a bottle cap clicked. "I don't have a bowl here, so you can drink from the bottle for now. It's just water." He put the plastic against Jim's lips.
Jim drank greedily. He hadn't realised how thirsty he was. "Thanks," he said when the bottle was removed. He reached out, wanting to touch Sebastian.
Sebastian caught his hand and pulled him with his back against his chest, enveloping him in his arms and kissing his shoulder. "You're so beautiful. Look..." He pulled off the blindfold.
Jim blinked a few times, the light in the room hurting his eyes. Then he realised that he was facing a large mirror. The first thing he noticed were the ears and how completely goofy they made him look. But then his eyes wandered down to the collar around his neck and the loving way Sebastian was playing with it. The sight sent a shiver through him and he leaned back into the embrace. "I can live with this," he said. "Just... no teasing, okay?"
Sebastian smirked and met Jim's eyes in the mirror while one of his hands wandered down Jim's chest. "No teasing?"
Jim moaned at the touch. "I mean of the cruel kind. Making fun of me." He put his hand over Sebastian's.
"Why would I want to make fun of you when you look this good?" Sebastian asked, seeming genuinely puzzled.
"So what do you want to do? How does this go? Do we just fuck doggy style or what?"
Sebastian shrugged. "I give orders. You obey. Same as during other games, really. Except that this time you're a dog. Dogs don't talk or question their masters. They just want to be good boys and get treats." He rubbed Jim's stomach. "Don't you?"
Jim looked at Sebastian in the mirror and smiled.
"But you still haven't got a tail," Sebastian said. "What do you say? You can bark if you don't want it…"
Jim's smile turned into a scowl and he growled, trying not to giggle.
Sebastian laughed and ruffled Jim's hair before letting go of him and taking the tail from the shelf.
Jim immediately shook his head, crossing his arms stubbornly.
"You're not wet, so why are you shaking like that?" Sebastian asked, reaching out to scratch just below the collar.
Jim snapped at his fingers, growling again. If Sebastian wanted a dog, fine, but he was not putting that thing in him.
Sebastian's smile disappeared immediately. "Bad dog." He stepped back. "If you keep that up, there's no way you get a nice bone."
Jim held the glare for about half a second, then he burst out laughing. "Please… Please don't use that word…"
Unimpressed, Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "Really? Do I need to muzzle you?"
Jim glanced over at the gag and sighed. He lowered his head and whimpered. Sebastian might enjoy this, but he didn't find it much fun.
Sebastian kneeled next to him and stroked his back. "Am I being too stern for this little puppy? I guess you need some love."
Jim was about to nod but thought better of it. So instead he lay down on his side, putting his head in Sebastian's lap, looking up at him with a slightly sad expression.
Sebastian smiled and tickled under his chin. "Alright. But you'll still have to earn… What should I call it now? My squeaky toy?"
Jim managed to turn his laugh into a sort of yip. But he wasn't going to be able to hold character for long if Sebastian carried on like this. Except, Jim found himself really wanting a go at Sebastian's cock. He had always enjoyed giving blowjobs and according to… former partners, he was pretty good at it. So if he just played along for a bit, Sebastian could pretend to reward him and they could have some real fun.
So he opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue a little and pretended to pant like an eager dog.
Sebastian gave him a proud grin. "Good boy." He stroked Jim's chest, lingering over his nipples, while his other hand played with Jim's hair. "Now, would you like to play a little? Fetch a ball?"
Jim rolled his eyes and yipped again. He'd already told Sebastian he wouldn't be crawling around. Snuggling like this was fine, but he had to draw the line somewhere.
"Lazy dog." Sebastian tugged the collar affectionately. "You'll still have to show me some tricks. Sit up!"
Jim groaned. He was so very comfortable here.
"Think of the treat…"
With a very dramatic sigh, Jim pushed himself up. He didn't exactly sit like a dog, but it would have to do.
"That's better." Sebastian patted his head. "Now give me a bark."
Jim cocked his head and yipped again.
"Good boy!" Sebastian kissed his cheek. "See, you can do it. You'll be such a perfect dog when we're done training you. Now play dead."
Finally a sensible order. Jim flopped down again, almost bumping his head on Sebastian's knee.
"Careful, puppy. But well done. Roll over."
Keeping his legs bent and his arms in front of him, Jim rolled onto his back, feeling a bit like a stranded turtle. This was definitely not sexy.
"Now sit up again."
Jim looked up at him, yipped and stretched out, making it clear that he intended to stay down.
Sebastian put his hands in his sides. "What's this?"
Jim just looked at him. If Sebastian wanted an answer, he'd have to let him speak.
"Fine. You don't have to do tricks anymore. But then you'll get the tail in exchange." Sebastian sternly looked down at him.
Jim realised that Sebastian had been aiming for this all along. To get Jim to a point where he would finally give in and accept that damn tail. He felt anger rising inside him. But also something else. A sort of respect. Almost pride.
He knew Sebastian was good at what he did, but that he was willing to use this much effort on Jim, just to get him to do this little thing... It made Jim feel special. Like he really mattered to Sebastian.
So he rolled onto his stomach, spreading his legs a little to let Sebastian know that it was okay. That he was agreeing to it.
Sebastian bent over and pressed a kiss on his left arsecheek. "Good boy." Then he checked with his fingers if Jim was still ready to take it. "You've been hungry to have something in there all the time, haven't you? And now you'll finally get it." He slowly pushed in the plug. "Beautiful..."
The plug was small. Nothing compared to the toys Jim had been using lately. It wasn't unpleasant having it inside him. But as soon as he moved, he could sense the tail sticking out of his butt. There was no way that could look anything but ridiculous.
But Sebastian wasn't laughing and he'd been really good about this whole thing, so Jim raised his arse up a bit, wagging it and feeling the tail move.
"Oh yes." The admiration was clear in Sebastian's voice. "You like that, don't you? You're so, so gorgeous. Definitely earned your treat." He tugged gently on the tail.
Now that felt nice and Jim moaned. Not particularly dog-like, but close enough. He hoped.
Sebastian chuckled and did it again.
Jim did manage to make his whine sound less human and he looked at Sebastian over his shoulder, smiling.
Sebastian smiled back, then leaned over to grab a condom from the night-table. He put a pillow against the headboard and sat back against it, then gave himself a few strokes before opening the packet and rolling on the condom, making sure Jim had his eyes on him all the time.
"Come and get it," he said, still smiling.
Eagerly, Jim got to his hands and knees, ignoring the sensation of the tail swinging behind him as he crawled up to, finally, bend down and wrap his lips around the head of Sebastian's cock.
And that was when he realised his error. He might be good at giving head, but that was to much smaller men than Sebastian. Jim still had some issues with gagging and he found that he could not even get half of Sebastian's length into his mouth before it felt uncomfortable. This wasn't going to work. He almost gave up, but he really wanted this and had gone pretty far to get it. He considered using his hand for the base, but that wouldn't be very dog-like. And if he didn't play the game, Sebastian might stop him.
He bobbed his head a little and sucked, trying to buy himself some time to think. How could he make this work?
Sebastian hummed, petting his head encouragingly. "That's good. No need to hold back."
Jim resisted the urge to bite Sebastian for that remark and instead pulled back a little, letting his tongue swirl around the head and over the slit.
"Oh yeah," Sebastian moaned. "Keep doing that."
Maybe that could work. Jim gave another suck and then let the tip slide slowly from between his lips, only to chase it with his tongue, licking slowly but firmly along the bottom and sides before returning to the head, teasing with small fast licks.
Sebastian groaned, his hips bucking and his fingers tangling in Jim's hair, upsetting the ears. "Okay. Give me a little more."
Jim nipped the side of the head, using only his lips, then began licking again, switching between long slow movements and quick light ones. Soon the condom was dripping wet, glistening with spit.
Sebastian chuckled and threw away the dog ears, which really were in the way for his petting. "You know... I've got a better idea."