In the Heat of the Dungeon - Samantha Cayto Page 0,5

coating it had made it that much more silky-slick. Ford could easily spend hours running his fingers over this boy, except he had no right to. This was a mission of mercy, not an opportunity, and talking about Gage’s condition was an excellent reminder of that fact.

“So, the bottom line is,” he said, “Gage will be fine, but he’s going to be in the hospital for the next few days.”

Cody’s eyes went wide as he stared at Ford’s chest. Then he gnawed at his lower lip, which caused Ford’s own gaze to focus there. Such a luscious-looking mouth. He could easily picture it stretched wide over his cock as it took the shaft all the way into his throat… Nope, shut it down!

“It’s okay to ask questions.” He took a swig from the water bottle, frowning at the warmth of it. God, Gage didn’t even have a fridge down here. Ford’s clothing was now completely plastered against his skin. He was dying for a shower when this was all over, although that thought led to his wondering exactly when that would be. Cody had practically melted into the mattress, the sheet wet with the kid’s sweat. He needed a good scrubbing, too.

Hey now.

Stop it!

“Cody?” He pressed when the boy said nothing.

The sub’s gaze flicked up a moment. “Um-m, what am I supposed to do while he’s there?”

Ford shrugged, uncertain of what the boy meant. “Well, I’m sure he’d like for you to visit him.” Although as he said the words, he realized he knew nothing of the sort. Gage was a proud man, a proud Dom, and maybe he didn’t want his sub seeing him in such a vulnerable state. It would be a stupid thing to worry about in Ford’s estimation, but Gage saw things differently. Always had.

“You’ll take me there?”

That question caught him by surprise. Really, all he’d signed up for was the current aftercare. Having no particular plans for the evening, though, there was no reason he couldn’t give the kid a lift to the hospital. “Sure. Once you’ve showered and had something to eat, I can run you over.”

Cody looked concerned. “Did you bring food for me to cook, Sir?”

Ford was once again out of his depth with that one. “I’m sorry, no. Why? Isn’t there something you can grab here?”

Cody shook his head. “No, Sir. Master Gage was going to pick up dinner to tide us over until shopping tomorrow.” He frowned. “Maybe there’s some peanut butter. But there’s no bread.”

What the fuck? Okay, this was getting stranger and distracting him from the immediate task of caring for this sub. “Let’s put that aside for now. How are you feeling?”

“Fine, Sir.”

Ford knew a lie when he heard one. Undoubtedly the kid’s muscles were still sore, and his cock was confined by a plastic cage. The thing was cloudy with moisture. And Ford’s melting brain suddenly remembered that he’d felt a plug against the boy’s ass when he’d picked him up. Holding it in had to be adding to the sub’s discomfort. Taking him by the shoulders, he gently rolled him onto his side, exposing that small, tight rump. A flesh-colored plastic base could be seen surrounding the puckered ring. By the way in which it stretched the boy’s hole to an almost obscene degree, Ford understood that Gage had shoved a dildo up his sub’s ass.

He pushed at it with his thumb, eliciting a long, moan from the boy. “Time for this to come out.”

Putting his hand on Cody’s hip to hold him in place, Ford worked the fingers of the other one to take hold of the dildo. He pulled it out—slowly, steadily—ostensibly to make it easier on the boy. Yet, there was no denying that he enjoyed the sight of how the boy’s hole grasped the length of rubber as it came out of his body. Whatever lube Gage had slathered on the toy, it had long been absorbed into the tissues of Cody’s ass. The surface of the dildo tugged the pink flesh of Cody’s channel. The boy moaned even more loudly and tried to push back, as if his ass wanted to chase that long, thick dildo and reclaim it. As tempting as the idea was, Ford pressed down to keep Cody from moving. The kid had been ridden hard enough for one day.

As the head of the dildo popped free, Cody’s hole remained wide and loose for a few seconds, winking at Ford as it adjusted to its new emptiness.