Page 131 of C is for Comfort

“Okay, Daddy.”

He leads me through to the play and chat room. Blake has stripped to his underwear, and Gabe is preparing ropes while Calvin lounges on a nearby sofa. Spence and I join him, watching intently as Gabe starts to tie Blake up with a series of intricate knots and loops. I’m mesmerised, and Blake is clearly loving every second of it.

By the time Blake is suspended from the ceiling, several guests have arrived and have started playing. I snuggle against Spence, flicking my gaze between Blake and some of the other couples here. It’s exhilarating to watch other men come undone by various means.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” I whisper to Spence as Gabe starts to lower Blake back to a standing position.

“I thought you wanted me to make love to you?”

“I changed my mind. I’m allowed to, aren’t I?”

Spence chuckles. “Of course, sweet boy.” He takes my hand. “Let’s go.”

He leads me to the toilets first, where we strip to nothing and stash our clothes into one of the lockers.

He grabs me and kisses me, sliding his hands over my bare skin. “You look stunning.”

“So do you, Daddy. But we’re not allowed to fuck in here.”

“No, which is a shame. I could happily push you up against the lockers and have my way with you.”

I shiver and bite my lip. “As hot as that sounds, I wouldn’t want to be naughty.”

“You’re such a good boy.” He kisses my nose.

We go through to the fuck- and playroom. We’re far from alone. There are two other couples already having sex and more watching.

“Where do you want to fuck?” Spence asks.

There are the sex sofas we used the night we met, but that feels a little tame, so I point towards one of the sex benches.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Daddy. Tie me up and fuck me hard from behind.”

“Do you want to be blindfolded?”

“Yes, please.”

“Make yourself comfortable, and I’ll be with you in a moment.”

He heads over to the rack of blindfolds while I pick a sex bench. It has a cushion for my chest and pads for my legs and arms. I adjust the height of the leg and arm pads so I’ll effectively be in the doggy position, with my legs spread apart. I settle onto it, placing my forehead against the U-shaped headrest.

“You look very sexy,” Spence tells me as he comes back.

He runs his hand over my back and then fastens the nylon straps around my calves, forearms, and back, binding me firmly in place. Lastly, he covers my eyes with the blindfold. It doesn’t matter that I can’t see. Iknowpeople will be watching us. The thought turns me on more than I anticipated. Last time, I was nervous as hell. This time I’m desperate for Spence to screw me for all to see.

“I’m going to warm you up, sweet boy,” he says. “Be good for Daddy and show me how much you like it.”

As he uses his fingers to warm and stretch my arse, I moan and groan for all I’m worth, urging him on with the desperation in my voice.

“Good boy,” Spence says. “You must really love having Daddy’s fingers up your arse.”

“I do,” I gasp as he strokes my prostate.

“How much?”

“So much. Fuck me with your fingers, Daddy,” I cry out. “Fuck me hard.”