New Beginnings (BxB)

New Beginnings Part 1

This is not a perfect portrayal of bdsm. This a story of two guys trying to

Ian's POV

It was Saturday noon. The sun was overhead, but was merciful on its subjects. Thankfully, yesterday's shower had fairly cooled down the day. I was driving my E-cycle to Kyle's house. The cool breeze was making my cheeks blush. Who doesn't love this feeling?

It wasn't a long ride from my home. As I parked my cycle outside his house, I saw him standing near the doorway. His warm smile was enough to convey how elated he was to see me. Afterall, it wasn't a usual weekend for us.

Kyle is my boyfriend of 3 years. We met in the first college semester. He is only slightly taller than me at 5'10". However he is buffer in contrast to my toned appearance. When my mom died due to cancer 2 years ago, he was there for me. Our bond grew since then. Although his affection could never replace my mother's, it is enough for me.

I approched him and he quickly wrapped me in his arms. I always find comfort in his embrace. Like the warmth of the blanket in cold night. He reallyy knows how to give hugs.

He pecked my ears.
"You're late"
"Well...You wouldn't want to get messy, would you?" I smirked while simultaneously breaking the touch. He rolled his eyes and smiled in agreement. He just know when to shut up his trap. Almost.

We both went inside.

This is a thing with Saturdays, we always get to be alone. It wasn't like his parents give us hard time. They are supportive of our relationship. But wouldn't we want some extra privacy when we get into play, eh?

"Would you like some water?"

"I'm good" I replied.

I followed him inside his room. It had its characteristic husky odour. It was Kyle's odour. In the front for the door was the bed, and windows on both side of it for ample sunlight. Beside the right wall, his study table and a dark brown wooden cupboard which somehow seemed more like an ornament. On the left was the door to his bathroom. Only thing unfamiliar in the setting were the 4 chain cuffs and a bottle of lube kept on the bedpost. Kyle turned around and met my gaze.

"Let's make no delay, shall we?"

There was strangeness in his voice. His look, it changed from warm to serious as he approached me. There was stillness in the moment, but it was not to be sustained.

He grabbed me by the waist to bring me near. I held his face in both my hands and ours lips met, slowly kissing each other. One could get lost in that moment. As his hands reached down towards my crotch, my belly felt a gush of adrenaline. It wasn't long before our soft passionate kisses turn wild. My hands reached down to his butt cheeks and gave them a gentle squeeze. And he, started to feel my shaft (which was hard due the ordeal) over my pants. There was rush, as if we couldn't get enough of each other. He grabed me by my hair, tilted my neck backwards and started giving kisses on the area. I moaned. He knows the effect this has on me. There were shivers down my spine. And I didn't want it to end.

However, in the moment of panick, my glasses dropped to the floor. We looked at each other and chucked.
"Definitely stupid of us, huh?" I said. He reached down the floor to pick them. "Here" he said while handing me over. I took no time to keep them on the bedpost. But the moment of hurry was replaced with stillness, as my eyes went to the cuffs.

I contemplated what was to come. Are we finally going to do this? Am I ready? I remember thinking.

"Ian...?" he put his hand on my shoulder
"...you dont have to do this if you aren't sure about it". He had genuine concern in his eyes. "I don't want to do anything you aren't confortable with, you know"

"I AM ready. And we will do this. Today itself..." I gave him a reassuring smile with that.
"...I know how much you wanted this"

Kyle had been bringing up the idea of adding some elements of BDSM from past some weeks. It was only couple days ago that we bought a kit with our joint savings. It had 4 cuffs with long chains (for both hands and legs), one collar leash, a blindfold and other things I dont remember the names of.
We had decided to do it on the Saturday. His parents were not expected to come until late evening from work, so we had plenty of time till then.

Kyle didn't seem to be satisfied with my response.

Kyle - Okay, lets repeat the rules we set, alright?
Me - (Visibly disliking the idea) Fine.
Kyle - Safe word?
Me - Pangea.
Kyle - In case, you...are not able to say the word?
Me - (Pause) Tap 3 times on you
Kyle - And if--
Me - (Cutting him in between) Hey,,, I am READY. And.... I trust you. You wouldn't intentionally do anything to HURT me. (i smiled, so as not to seem angry)

Kyle was assured, atleast seemed to be. We exchanged smiles and got closer to each other, setting the mood again.

"Stupid specs"
"Oh I they are not one to blame..." I chuckled.

I slowly brought myself near his ear. Moving my hand over his thick shaft, "Well, I am sure... this monster wouldn't want to wait...for another week, huh?", I whispered. His excitement clearly grew as his dick twitched beneath my hands. "Someone is getting sluty by the hour" he added with a grin. We kissed again. And this time, it was rougher.

We quickly started to undress each other while simultaneously maintaining the possesive kiss. He took off his shirt and mine. I moved my hands over his sculpted chest which now exposed to the assault. With him taking the lead, I was undressed in no time because I had little control against his strength. I then stood butt naked infornt of him in the heated moment.

"Sorry about that.." he said as he was struggling to take off his jeans. They seemed to be stuck around his ankles. But however innocent he wanted to show me, I could decipher smugness in his tone and...his intentions. "Lemme help you out..." I dropped to my knees. I took out the piece of fabric with ease. With the jeans then gone, I looked front.

His massive dick was dying to come out of his boxers. It was around 8", and thick. I wanted to rush in give in to my instincts, but looked at him for permission. He grinned, giving me the green light.

I moved my hands, and took off his briefs reveiling his meat...

(To be continued....)

Ha! Hope you liked it? Read on for next parts.
Picture above : Kyle Anderson, inspired by Elio Chalamet

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