Josh has classes in the morning. After physiology and American history, he spends awhile in the newspaper's office working. He's tired by the time he gets to Dan's. Josh likes that the security guards know him on a first-name basis now. He thinks they might assume that Josh is Dan's boyfriend or something.
Josh spends the ride up the elevator contemplating what, exactly, their relationship is.
When he gets to Dan's apartment, Josh is pleasantly surprised to be greeted by Dan in his shirt and tie. He looks like he came from a business meeting or something and just took his jacket off and changed into jeans because Josh likes Dan in jeans. Josh nudges Dan back a bit, playing with his tie as the door falls shut behind him.
“You look nice,” Josh says. Dan lifts a hand, which holds the collar he'd gotten for Josh yesterday. He reaches around Josh's neck and fastens it on him, smiling.
“You look nice too,” Dan says, straightening the collar. “I have something else.”
Josh watches Dan pull the wound-up leash from his back pocket, unrolling it and leaning in close, clasping it to his collar. He tugs Josh close by his leash, pulling him into a nice kiss and nuzzling his cheek a bit before shoving him roughly down to all fours.
“Come,” Dan says. He starts up the stairs. Josh goes to get up but Dan pushes him back down with a foot. “No. You crawl.”
Josh pauses. Oh yeah. Okay. He nods and Dan sighs, stepping back up the stairs. Josh crawls up the stairs behind Dan, careful not to step on his leash. Dan stops at the door, taps in the pass code, and lets Josh in first. He gives Josh a kick right in the middle of his bum and knocks him over a bit, turning him onto his back with his toe. The door clicks shut behind him. Dan keeps his foot right on top of Josh's chest. Josh is more than a little surprised.
“Dan?” he asks softly.
“No,” Dan says firmly. “Sir.”
“Sir,” Josh repeats quietly.
“Good boy,” Dan says, his face softening a bit. He nudges Josh again. “Back on all fours.”
Josh quickly gets back on his hands and knees, looking up at Dan with wide, expectant eyes. He'd expected a bit of lying in bed again and maybe a spanking or something light and easy but no. Dan steps ahead of him and pulls harshly on Josh's leash, giving him a look.
“Come,” Dan says. Josh crawls behind Dan, staying a few steps behind his heels. Dan leads him over to one of those coat racks, one that's adorned with a row of gags. Some are a bit odd. He recognizes the ball gags, and there are some with rings instead of balls, then there are these weird metal looking ones. Dan looks over them. Josh cocks his jaw a bit since he knows it'll get sore from being forced open for so long. Dan chooses one of the metal gags with the biggest ring and leans down, tapping Josh's chin. “Open.”
Josh opens his mouth wide. The ring is just small enough so Dan can fit it into Josh's mouth, behind his teeth, but it's still big enough to keep Josh's mouth open at a rather wide and uncomfortable angle. The hooks on the sides keep the metal ring from flipping horizontally in his mouth. He already feels the spit welling up out of his jaw. Dan chose this one so he'd drool. Oh. Dan fastens it behind Josh's head and then gives him a couple messy little kisses on his lips and stands back up.
