Part 19
Wil pulled Paul to him and kissed him hard and with such passion that Paul’s knees literally buckled and he had to wrap his arms around Wil in order to remain upright. Wil pulled away and smiled, running a hand slowly down Paul’s body, stopping at the waistband of his cargos.
“Lose the pants, I’ll meet you in the bathroom.”
“Where are you going?”
Wil didn’t answer. He simply smiled and pointed towards the bathroom. Paul raised an eyebrow at him but didn’t make any further comment, stripping off his pants as he headed into the bathroom to wait for Wil once again.
And once again Wil took his time returning, once again driving Paul absolutely crazy with anticipation. His mind tried to figure out what it was Wil had in store for him this time, but he was having trouble thinking as all the blood in his brain seemed to have flooded to other areas down south.
After five minutes Paul couldn’t wait anymore, the throbbing between his legs was unbearable and he refused to take matters into his own hands, he wanted Wil’s hands to take care of that problem. He quickly stripped off his boxers and turned on the cold water tap, stepping under the stream of the shower.
“Shit!”
Paul jumped as the cold water came into contact with his overheated skin. But as soon as he adjusted the sensation was rather nice and he stood there with his eyes closed relishing the feel of the cold water flowing over his naked body. And he managed to wash away the stickiness of the whipped cream from his chest.
He was so lost in the sensation that it took him a minute to realise that the water had stopped. He opened his eyes and turned around, coming face to face with Wil, who was glaring at him.
“I said we’re in need of a shower. Or did you miss the whole ‘we’re’ in that sentence?”
Paul pouted at Wil.
“Sorry. I was hot.”
Wil shook his head.
“Well there goes my plans for the shower.”
Paul felt a twinge of disappointment, wondering what he’s impatient nature had caused him to miss out on. But the disappointment was quickly replaced by a feeling of curiosity as Paul noticed that Wil was holding something behind his back.
He strained his neck trying to see exactly what it was, but Wil had it too well hidden. Wil just watched him for a moment and then grinned.
“You ready to play another game Pauly?”
Paul nodded, still standing in the shower with his hair wet and with water running down his bare skin. For some reason he didn’t feel in a hurry to get out either. That was until Wil pulled his hand out from behind his back and dangled the set of handcuffs in front of Paul’s face.
“Bedroom.”
Wil gestured with his head and Paul immediately stepped from the shower. He went to grab a towel from the rack but Wil stopped him.
“Bedroom.”
Paul knew better than to argue. He headed towards the bedroom, surprisingly not all that wet, as the sudden emergence of heat in his body seemed to have helped the drying process.
Paul stood next to the bed, facing the door, not knowing what he was supposed to do now. All he knew was he was hard again already, and he couldn’t wait to find out what Wil was planning on doing with those handcuffs, and what else he had hidden behind his back.
Wil walked into the room a few minutes later, licking his lips at the sight of Paul standing naked and erect in front of him. He walked over and deposited a few items on the bedside table, then walked over to Paul, swinging the handcuffs around on one finger. Paul felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine.
“On the bed Paul, hands above your head.”
Paul simply nodded again and lay down on the bed as instructed, raising his hands above his head. He didn’t think being ordered around like this would turn him on quite so much, but it was.
Wil leant over the bed and Paul jumped as he felt the cool metal of the handcuffs against his stomach. Wil smirked again, trailing the metal up Paul’s bare chest before locking them around one wrist. He then threaded them through the headboard and fastened the other cuff around Paul’s other hand.
“Not too tight?”
Paul shook his head. Wil then stripped off his own pants, leaving his boxers on as he climbed onto the bed, straddling Paul’s thighs.
Wil looked down at Paul with what could only be described as an evil grin on his face.
“Well now that I have you at my mercy it’s time for the fun to begin.
part 20