A Russian Bear (28 page)

“Now be a good boy and lie still while I get the lube.” Mischa quickly went and got the lube from the drawer. He saw what lay next to it and grabbed that, too.

Tom was breathing heavily, his dick more than half hard against his stomach. Mischa looked appreciatively at him.

Tom blushed and tried to squirm, but he was tied up too tightly. Mischa laughed.

“No, you’re not going anywhere, are you?” He put some lube on his fingers, and without warning, he shoved a finger into Tom.

Tom shouted, but there was no pain in his voice. It almost came as a surprise to Mischa, because Tom was so fucking tight that Mischa moaned out loud.

“God, you’re going to feel good around me, boy.” Mischa wiggled his finger, making Tom cry out. The boy was hard as a nail now, Mischa noticed to his satisfaction. He pushed in another finger, making Tom hiss with the burn. The boy yielded quickly, though, hips rocking to get more. Mischa withdrew his fingers, making Tom protest.

“Oh, I’ll fuck you, but first I have to prepare you for my cock. You’re not going to like this.” Tom nervously watched Mischa unwrapping the package. He showed Tom the large syringe.

“You see this?” Tom nodded, uncomprehendingly. “I’m going to fill it with lube and push it into you and empty it inside you. You’re going to be so full of it that it’s going to squirt out of your ass when I push into you.” Tom moaned, blushing fiercely with embarrassment. Mischa smiled.

He filled the syringe, making sure Tom could see his every move. Then he put the tip into Tom’s ass.

Tom held his breath, waiting for the lube. When it didn’t come, he looked at Mischa in confusion.

“What’s that, boy?” Tom looked at Mischa without understanding. Then comprehension dawned on his face, making him blush even harder. He managed to get the words out, though.

“Please, sir.” Mischa nodded and pushed the lever all the way down. Tom squeaked when he felt the wet, cold sensation inside. A little of it squelched out, making an obscene noise.

Mischa flung the syringe down. Fuck, he needed his boy now. He caught Tom’s eyes and smiled while he pushed into the tight opening. Tom shouted and tried to buck, and Mischa had to close his eyes and groan out loud when he felt the tight feeling around his cock. The lube was cold, and his boy was so warm. Mischa managed to pry open his eyes, not wanting to miss the look on Tom’s face.

His lover was entranced. Tom was shouting and groaning, but the boy’s eyes never left Mischa’s face. Mischa withdrew and pushed in again, letting himself slide back into his boy where he belonged. Tom cried out, so tight, but a little of the lube was still forced out around Mischa’s cock. Tom squeaked with embarrassment when it ran down the boy’s crack. Mischa just smiled, pulled back, and drove himself in again, forcing Tom’s attention to stay on him.

“No hiding, baby.” Mischa slowly pulled out, letting more of the lube escape. Tom’s ass was covered in it now, the slick smeared all over and some of it even dripping onto the floor.

“You look so depraved, boy.” Tom gasped, both the excitement and the embarrassment clear on his face. Mischa pushed in again, forcing more of the wet stuff out of his boy. God, this was so good. Mischa leaned down and kissed Tom, greedily taking his lips. Tom’s cheeks were burning with embarrassment, but the boy opened up, so eager for Mischa, moaning and grunting when Mischa pushed deep inside of him. This was heaven.

Mischa was suddenly so close, and he reached down and stroked Tom’s cock. Tom whimpered, pulling at the cuffs. Mischa let his thumb slide roughly over Tom’s slit, and his boy cried out and came, come dripping down Tom’s belly. The sight was enough to bring Mischa over the edge, too, and he shouted and shoved as deep as he could while his come spurted inside his boy, mixing with the lube.

The aftershocks went through Mischa’s body, making him shudder and Tom moan. He leaned heavily on his boy, nuzzling Tom’s throat and reaching up to undo the boy’s hands. Tom clumsily hugged Mischa, and they stayed like that, just breathing together.

In the end, Mischa had to force himself to get up; otherwise they would fall asleep like this. Tom made an embarrassed little noise and held on to Mischa when he tried to pull out, though. Mischa stopped and looked questioningly at him.

Tom blushed fiercely. “You put a lot of lube in me. I don’t think I can...” He was too embarrassed to finish the sentence. Mischa smiled knowingly.

“You don’t think you can hold it in?” Tom shook his head. “Well, I know you can’t. You’re going to be wide open after having my cock in you.” Mischa reached down and took the cloth he always had under the table.

Tom’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Are you sure you aren’t at least part boy scou... Oh, fuck.” Tom closed his eyes in embarrassment as Mischa pulled out and the lube started running out of him. Mischa put the cloth under his boy’s ass and leaned in.

“Open your eyes.” Tom reluctantly obeyed.

“I always see you. No matter if it’s embarrassing or hard. I see you.”

Tom slowly nodded, his cheeks still burning. “I know. Fuck, I’m sorry about the kitchen!”

Mischa laughed out loud. He couldn’t help it; Tom’s comment was so unexpected. Tom looked offended; then his boy started giggling.

Mischa was still smiling when he cleaned Tom up and undid the straps, gently massaging the reddened skin before he helped his boy sit up.

Tom was serious, though, when he reached out and kissed Mischa gently. “Thank you, Mischa.”

Mischa let his forehead rest against Tom’s, smiling. “You’re welcome, baby.”

Everything was going to be okay.

End