Whimpering8

The bright light that rushed into the closet temporarily blinded Lance. He raised his hand to cover his eyes and he could make out the silhouettes
of three people. That made him whimper. Joey never made this a public affair. His punishment was supposed to be a private thing between the two of them. Wasn't that why he had been punished this time? For letting Chris know their secret.

"Come on baby, punishments over." Joey said softly as he reached out a hand to help him stand up. Lance stared at the hand, still weary from the night before.

"It's okay." Lance accepted the offered hand and allowed himself to be pulled up. There was a warning written on Joey's face. Lance glanced over to see Chris and Dre with their mouths gapping. He blushed a bright crimson when he remembered that he was naked and attempted to cover his manhood with his hands.

Joey got his attention when he reached behind Lance's head to unsnap the gag. Lance opened his mouth a little wider to help get the offensive rubber out of his mouth. He stared into Joey's face, looking for some sign as to what to do next. Their routine had been broken and he didn't know what he was expected of him.

Joey wasn't much help though, despite the warning, his face was plastered in a warm fa�ade for Chris and Dre's benefit. Joey gave him a soft smile and leaned in to get a kiss. Lance allowed him to have full access to his mouth, not wanting to get in trouble, especially not while people were watching.

When Joey pulled away he gave Lance a warm pat on the bottom. "Get cleaned up, we have to get on the rode." Lance nodded and stepped around the large Italian and into the bathroom, he closed the door but left it unlocked, not willing to chance Joey's wrath. Joey didn't like
locked doors.

He turned on the shower but didn't get in, he wanted to hear what was going on in the other room. He put his ear against the door and listened. He couldn't make out the conversation but he could hear the deathly angry tone of Joey's voice. The same tone of voice that he'd heard countless times before, the tone of voice that sent shivers down his spine.

The slam of the door brought Lance out of his trance. With Joey so angry he didn't dare get caught disobeying. He slipped into the scalding water and began to scrub himself. He heard the bathroom door open and he could see Joey taking his clothes off through the opaque shower
curtain. Lance really didn't want to share this moment of cleanliness
with him but he didn't have a choice. Joey slipped into the shower behind Lance and wrapped his arms around the pale waist.

"Did you learn your lesson?" Joey whispered into Lance's ear. Lance stared at the wall of the shower and nodded.

"Good, because I don't want to have to punish you again." Joey said as he put kisses down Lance's neck. "I'll worry about the others later,but now what I really want is a piece of this sweet ass." Joey growled. Lance whimpered, but again, there was nothing he could do.