Workin' For 12/?
"Get the pillows set up again, okay?" Cody asked. "Better do it for all three of us. Jethro comes home in the middle of this, no way is he sittin' on the sidelines."
Tony grinned at the thought as he watched the other man stride into his room and return with a small metal case, setting it down off to the side of the grouping of cushions Tony had swiftly laid out on the floor. "Looks great. Out of the jeans and tee and get comfortable on your knees."
Tony swiftly shed his clothes and settled in as he'd been commanded, shivering slightly with anticipation. "Are blindfolds a problem?"
"No. Not at all. During that same play date… he did that before he started in with the scarves and the vibrator."
"You took some really big steps that night. You should be proud of yourself." Cody offered as he dug into the case and pulled out a few items, including a length of dark blue satin. He used this to cover Tony's eyes.
"I was… I am."
"There won't be any need for restraints, right? I can trust that when I ask you to keep your hands at your sides, you'll be able to do it?"
"Absolutely, sir."
"We'll see." Cody chuckled. "It's my job not to make it easy and I love my job, sweetheart."
"Ummm... no pain, please. I know I should've said it earlier…"
"Relax. I'm no more into that side of the life than Jethro is. I could never do it. Far as I'm concerned, it's a way for people with big guilt complexes or oddly wired brains to fill up an empty place inside. This, what you and Jethro share… this is how it should be. Discipline taught through love and trust."
A sudden noise made Tony tense up, but Cody quickly reassured him. "Easy, it's just Jethro. Hang on a minute. Hands at your sides."
"Yes, sir."
"Good man."
Moving to greet his friend, Cody patted his shoulder lightly.
"You have fun at recess?"
"Found some great new wood. Got it out in the truck. How'd the lesson go?" Jethro asked, lowering his voice. Cody followed suit, not wanting Tony to hear until they were ready to tell him.
"Not too well, but it isn't his fault. Least I don't think so. Sounded like he pretty much grew up under a tyrant… not much leeway or freedom. I think he still has trouble buckin' the system, maybe even when it would get him somethin' he really wants."
Jethro lit up.
"You're kidding me. You seriously think it could be that simple?"
"Worth a shot. Not now, though." He told the other dom with a wicked grin. "You're just in time for a game of 'Body Language'."
"One a'my favorites. Let's go."
As Jethro walked up to the pillows, he noticed the case and his smile got even broader. Dropping carefully to his knees, he kissed his sub deeply.
"Hello, love."
"I'm so glad you're back, Jethro."
"Me too. It was good for both of us…but nothing compares to coming back and finding you like this. Naked… skin flushed a gorgeous pale pink… burning to dive into a new erotic experience. Watching you learn how much pleasure your body can give you… how much I can give you *through* your body… is the hottest… thing… ever." He murmured, separating his last few words with three more kisses. "You can touch me, Anthony."
"I want to, God I really want to… but I promised Dom Cody to keep my hands down."
"Yeah, I forgot, it's part of the game. Good job, sweetheart, for reminding me."
"No problem, sir. Now, if one of you wouldn't mind…"
Cody ruffled Tony's hair and laughed quietly.
"Smart-aleck kid. The game is 'Body Language'. The purpose is to increase your awareness of your body… but mostly it's just a crap-load of fun. Jethro and I will be body painting words on your skin with our fingers… and maybe one or two other things. Your job is to tell us where the words are being placed. It'll start out pretty G-rated… and get more sensual as it goes."
"Man," Tony chuckled. "I'm starting to think I might need a B-12 shot by Sunday night."
"No more than we will, sweet boy. No more than we will." Jethro murmured in Tony's ear, following it up with a soft, lingering kiss. Tony jerked faintly in surprise at first, but a moment later he was grinning broadly. "That was interesting. You liked not knowing it was coming?"
"Mmm-hmmm. Not sure why, but… I did."
"Good thing, 'cause you're in for a whole lot more of that in the next little while. Cody?"
"On it."
Choosing a small bottle of color from among the items he'd pulled out earlier, the other Dom studied Tony carefully then picked up a long feather. He tickled lightly just to pull a laugh before dipping the bare shaft into the paint and beginning the game with slow, delicate strokes over Tony's upper back. "First word. Take your time… soak in the experience before you answer, okay?"
"Oh… oh wow, that feels so strange…"
Jethro kissed him again then picked up a bottle and began another word.
"Focus. Concentrate on your skin… on the sensation of being touched."
As he complied, Tony's chin dipped slightly toward his chest and a fleeting, barely audible hum emerged.
"That's it." Cody exhorted. "Exist in your senses, Anthony. Revel in this moment. Where are the words, kiddo? Tell me…"
"M-my back… and my forehead."
"You got it, beautiful. Great job." Jethro added softly as he lifted Tony's left hand and used the tip of an unsharpened wood pencil to stretch more letters from the base of his knuckles to the wrist. For nearly an hour, both doms continued to praise and occasionally question Tony, working to fit words wherever they could find space, until only the nape of the neck was left untouched. By this point, Tony was shaking and groaning continuously as he battled to maintain the breathless peak of arousal he'd gradually been lifted to. Finally, Jethro and Cody relented and raised their creation carefully to his feet, leading him into the guest bedroom where the only full length mirror in the house resided. Cody moved to the dresser and returned with a large hand mirror to show his back as well, determined that the sub wasn't going to miss a single inch of the masterpiece he had become.
Once Tony was in position, Jethro stood beside his right leg and Cody gently removed the blindfold. Blinking, Tony gasped , held the air in for a few seconds then released it on a sob as he realized what the other two had done.
"Sir… oh my God… oh my God…"
"Read it, baby. Read the words." Jethro urged, on the edge of tears himself at seeing his lover's reaction.
"I can't… I can hardly talk right now…"
"Try. Please."
"Love… strength…desire… respect… courage… angel…"
Before Tony could beg them to stop, which Jethro was all too aware was only moments away, the older man reached out and gave his sub's rigid cock four firm, quick strokes. This was all Tony needed to finally orgasm. When the young man's legs buckled, Cody was there to hold him. Tony tried to turn away, pull away to hide that he was crying, but he wasn't allowed.
"No, no, no. Don't you go anywhere. Tears aren't shameful things, Anthony. They prove it's all workin' like it should inside you. Let 'em run."
"I love every bit of you, sweetheart, you know that. You don't have to hide anything from me." Jethro soothed. "Here, look again…"
"Sir…"
"One more time, that's all I ask. Right over your heart… see that?"
"It… it says 'mine'."
"And you are. Forever. Your feelings might get messy or crash the party when you least want them to, but they're part of the package called Anthony… and I want all of it. Clear?"
"Clear."
"Atta-way. You ready for a shower now?"
"Not just yet."
"I'll bite. What?"
"Ummm… anybody got a camera?"
Cody burst out laughing and squeezed Tony a bit harder.
"Hellfire, there's no end to how incredible you are, is there? You'll find a digital one in my bag down beside the bed, Jethro…"
TBC….