Lights, Camera, Slut it Up! [Boy/Boy]

Chapter 20: Therapy

Lights, Camera, Slut it Up!: Chapter 20: Therapy

               I groaned as light assaulted my eyes. My head was pounding and my throat burned. I curled into the warmth that seemed to surround me. I couldn't remember much of anything. I remembered hearing the song and then alcohol... a lot of alcohol.
"It's okay baby." His voice, his smell, his warmth. Maxxie was holding me. When had he gotten home from Italy?
I opened my eyes again, realizing we were once again in the bathroom. "I feel like shit." I managed to croak.
Maxxie stroked my hair as he slightly chuckled. "I would feel like shit too if I drank as much as you did." He continued playing with my hair, his touches relaxing. "What happened Nicky?" I stiffened, scared to relive what I had last night. When it came to Chrystler's suicide, Maxxie knew the facts but I never talked to him about it. I never really talked to anyone about it. I turned alcohol, drugs, and sex.
I sighed heavily, torn between wanting to talk about it and burying it so deep that I wouldn't have to think about it anymore. Logically speaking, that wasn't plausible. "A song came on the radio and it reminded me of that night." I described what happened, and how the lyrics were too eerily similar. By the time I was finished, I was in tears again. "We talked to each other every day. When he didn't answer, I told myself he was busy or he fell asleep." I blinked, trying to alleviate the stinging in my eyes. "Even though I felt like something was wrong, I went back to class." Maxxie listened quietly, taking in everything I was offering. "What if I could have saved him? If I had went home instead of... maybe I could have stopped it." Rather than trying to console me or make me believe it was just a tragic accident, he allowed me to vent. He was giving me what I really needed. I was talking uninterrupted and it felt good. I stared at the sink, my eyes not really registering what I was looking at. "I can't help but feel like I missed something. I've thought of everything he said or did before..." I fell silent.
Maxxie's arms tightened around me, "You were always there for Chrystler and he knew it. He loved you Nicky and he wouldn't want you to be blaming yourself like this." I knew that, but it didn't stop the thoughts that ran through my brain relentlessly. "Maybe you should talk to a therapist Nicky. They'll be able to help you with coping techniques." I probably should... getting drunk whenever I began to think about Chrystler was too destructive.

I rested my face against his chest, enjoying the feeling of him breathing. "You know, I have a hangover and a migraine, and yet, I still want to fuck your brains out."
Maxxie laughed softly, "I've actually never allowed someone to fuck my brains out before."
"Oh, then you can continue to fuck my brain out then." I smiled up at him, only to discover his laid-back expression was contemplative.
"I didn't say I wasn't interested. I've seen you fuck guys at The Studio. You give just as well as you receive."
"It's not the size, it's what you do with it." Pride was evident in my voice.
He groaned and adjusted himself beneath me. "Thankfully your only size issue is your height." He knew I wanted to be taller but he seemed to like the foot he had on me. "So shall I spank you for getting drunk?"
"Now you're just teasing me." His hand landed on my outer thigh and I yelped. The pain went straight to my dick as I silently begged him to do it again.
His eyebrow cocked, "I did receive your report card Austin and I must say, I am very disappointed." My spine straightened, my body falling into the role before my mind could. What role was Maxxie planning on taking? "I know I'm only your guardian until your father gets back but I don't think I can let that slip." Despite the hangover, I liked where this was going.
"I'm sorry." I squeaked as Maxxie, no Axle Grant, got to his feet, pulling me up with him.
He tsked at me, "Do you really think that will be sufficient Austin? All naughty boys like you understand is it good old fashioned spanking." As he dragged me through the apartment, I finally realized I had only been covered by a blanket while in the bathroom. My semi-hard clock bounced between my legs as I attempted to keep up with his long legged stride.

"Please don't spank me." I pleaded. "I'll do better."
He pulled me into the bedroom and over his knee once he sat on the edge of the bed. His hands settled on my ass and my body readied for the sting. He landed three rhythmic slaps on my right cheek and repeated the process on my left. My dick jutted straight between my legs. I groaned and forced myself not to provide the friction I was desperately craving. "You're so hard already. You're going to come before your punishment is over." His hand lightly caressed my ass, before continuing his assault. I wiggled with each hit, the motion causing my dick to rub against his pants. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on something other than the throbbing between my legs. Before the need drove me insane, I reached down and closed my hand around my cock. The sensation made me moan as I welcomed another round of punishment. "You're so willing to touch yourself." Axle pried my hand off my member and forced my arm behind my back. He held it in place, efficiently trapping me in position.
"Please, I need to come." The thrusted my hips but only found air.
I whimpered and squirmed as my ass became sensitive. Pre-come leaked from my dick as he lightly raked his nails over my exposed flesh. "Your ass is so red." He leaned over and pulled open his bedside table. I tried to see what he was looking for but it was out of my line of sight.
I heard the click of a container being open before cool liquid was dripped onto my hole. It ran over my taint, down my balls and further down to gather at the head of my cock. "Damn, please –" At this rate, I wasn't sure what I was begging for anymore.
"Don't worry, you'll like this Austin." Smooth silicone was rubbed against my opening. Axle replaced it with his finger and slowly push past the ring of muscles. I welcomed the slight ache. I tilted my hips, allowing a deeper penetration. His finger angled down and quickly found my prostate. I fought harder against his hold on my wrist. It felt too good and I was so close. He removed his finger and landed four hard slaps at the juncture where my ass met my thighs. I cried out, my mind torn between wanting to embrace the pain and escape from it. "The longer you fight, the longer your spanking will be." Axel warned as he picked up the silicone toy again. He was hell-bent on making me crazy and I loved it. He worked the toy into me, slowly stretching my hole until I could accommodate the entire thing. I groaned as the plug slid into place and reveled in the shutters that overtook my body. "You took that so easily... maybe I should buy you something bigger." My chuckle was cut off when he pulled a leather bound paddle from in between the mattress and the box spring. He slid it over my burning ass and the edge of the plug as I began to shake with anticipation. He brought it down lightly and I involuntarily yelped at the sharp sting. I went rigid, afraid I was going to come right then and there. "Now that's catching your attention - isn't it?"
I arched my back, the motion forcing the tip of the plug to rub against my prostate. "Yes, sir!"
Three more hits landed in quick succession. He finally released my hand, "If you put your hands back then I'm going to stop." I shook my head and clutched at the comforter. He continued to swap my ass with the paddle, occasionally playing with the plug. His other hand snaked around my waist and finally closed around my cock.
"Fuck!" I gripped the leg of his slacks. I was panting hard as I tried to prolong my torment. My muscles began to contract and I could feel the overwhelming sensation of ecstasy. "Please sir, may I come?"
"No Austin." I whimpered in disappointment. I wasn't going to last much longer this way. I thought about my exams, math equations, and every other unsexy thing I could imagine.
I gripped the fabric between my hands harder, "Please!"
"Okay." The paddle landed again as the pressure in my abdomen skyrocketed. My whole body stilled as I came, the feeling of total bliss encompassing me. My hole spasmed around the plug as he worked it deeper before pulling it completely out. "You did very good baby." Maxxie held me in his arms, his hand gently massaging my sore ass.
He pulled me from the face down position and allowed me to settle against his chest. "Thank you sir." My mind was still buzzing as it worked through my natural high. No one had ever got me off as hard as Maxxie did and I was reveling in the after effects. "I love you Maxxie."