Boy Issues - Morticia Knight Page 0,69

a lot. But I want your hole nice and groomed for your gift.”

Silver slathered more of the thick substance on the other side of his crack. Donovan was dying to ask for more details, but at this point, he just wanted the waxing thing to be over with. He hoped that violently ripping the hairs out from the one of the most sensitive parts of his body would be worth it.

“Okay, laying down the strips.”

Donovan screwed his eyes shut and buried his face in the pillow. What the fuck had he been thinking? Now the only way was forward, and it was going to hardcore suck.

Silver placed his hand firmly between Donovan’s shoulder blades. “Stay still.”

An unholy shout was ripped from Donovan’s throat along with what seemed like a thousand hairs from his ass. He’d barely had the chance to suck in a lungful of air when Silver tore away the other strip.

“Fuck! I mean red! Red!”

“Ay, mijo, baby.” Silver peppered the top of his back with kisses. “It’s over. We’re done.”

“Thank Christ.” He let out another whimper. “Is there blood?”

Donovan was sure he detected at least half of a snort from Silver.

“No, no blood. I promise. Don’t move, though. I have some cream to rub on then you can have your gift.

Oh yeah. He’d forgotten about that.

The moment Silver gently rubbed the cool cream over his raw skin, Donovan let go of the tension he’d been holding, his muscles finally relaxed again the way they’d been after the much more pleasurable rim job. He might enjoy a little pain with his pleasure, but the hot wax was going to be a hard no from now on.

“Close your eyes, mijo.”

Donovan did as he was told, his attention back on whatever the mystery gift was that Silver planned to give him.

Something hard and cold with a blunt tip was pushed against his opening, and Donovan’s immediate instinct was to clench. Silver caressed his butt cheek.

“Let it in, baby. This is your present.”

Donovan exhaled, and allowed Silver to push the object inside his ass. His rim snapped closed around a narrower end, and there was some sort of stopper or something that remained on the outside of his body. The surprised had to be a plug—one made with metal, judging from the weight. It was a decent girth, but not so large as to be uncomfortable. They hadn’t used plugs yet, and he hadn’t played with them either alone or with other lovers, so this would be a first.

A much more enjoyable first than the ass-hair ripping.

“Mmm. Just as hot as I’d thought it would look. Do you want to see?”

Donovan propped himself up on his elbows then glanced over his shoulder at Silver.

“See? How am I supposed to see something that’s been shoved up my ass?”

Silver pressed his lips together and gave Donovan a pop on his butt. “Tone, mijo.”

“Sorry, Papi. But seriously…”

Silver held a hand mirror above Donovan’s backside, and angled it until Donovan’s hole was in view. He dropped his jaw open. His hole wasn’t what was on view, though. Instead, there was a heart-shaped red jewel, about the size of a quarter, that was flush to his skin.

That’s the stopper.

Donovan gave his ass a little shake. “Does this mean we’re engaged?”

“Ay, you’re such a brat.” Silver bit Donovan’s shoulder, and Donovan yelped. “But it’s okay because I love you so much.”

Donovan rolled to his side, the plug giving his prostate a nice nudge. He’d already been sporting a semi, but now his prospects were looking up.

Heh heh.

Donovan mused on how dull his life had been before he’d met Silver. Even a purple Bugatti wasn’t as fun or exciting as the man he loved.

As Donovan watched Silver undress, he wiggled around a tad, testing the feel of the plug. He licked his lips. Maybe Papi would make him wear it when he had important business meetings.

“What sort of naughty thoughts are running through my boy’s head?”

Donovan grinned. “The kind that feature you in a starring role.”

Silver climbed onto the mattress, nude, his thick hard cock swinging before he settled next to Donovan. They faced each other, both leaning on one elbow, heads propped up in their hands. Silver curled his leg around one of Donovan’s then leaned in for a quick peck on his lips.

“You know everything’s going to work out, no matter what.”

Donovan drew his eyebrows together. “You mean with us? Because I haven’t a doubt. I’m here for the long haul.”

Silver brushed back a strand of hair