| Physician, Heal Thyself |
| They spent most of Tuesday riding around, enjoying the beautiful Autumn weather and the charm of the many quaint, small towns. There was a lot circling around in Skoda�s mind as he drove. Jim and his situation. And his cock. Should he call to set up the �group grope� or shouldn�t he? Jack had said yes, but things had changed last night. Or had they? This �relationship� wasn�t like anything he was familiar with. Was it something that would last when they got back to New York, or was it just a �vacation fling?� He found out that Jim had been right about one thing � he was surprised by how many �Adult� stores they passed by. // Small town or not, sex sells,// he thought with a chuckle. As they made their way back toward the cabin, he radioed Jack that there was someplace he wanted to stop. He pulled up in front of the big local sex shop Jim had told him about. Jack grinned at him as they dismounted. �Should have known you�d end up at one of these!� Emil threw it right back at him. �Hey, it�s for your benefit. Or weren�t you serious this morning in the shower?� His eyes sparkled with the challenge. Jack shut up and just followed him in, suddenly more than a little nervous. They wandered through the aisles of naughty clothing (male and female), magazines, videos, and assorted sex toys. Emil paused at an aisle with a variety of items for anal play. He picked up a plastic package containing a small butt plug and glanced at Jack. �So, were you? Serious?� Jack felt the heat rising up his neck. There weren�t many other people in the store, and nobody, not even the bored-looking sales clerk was paying any attention to them. But still � it made him nervous to be talking about this in public. Although that wasn�t the only thing he was feeling. He suddenly realized his cock was getting hard. Whether it was the idea of getting fucked, or just being here and talking about it in the open, he wasn�t really sure. Whichever it was, it was working. He looked up into Emil's eyes, meeting the challenge. "Yeah, I'm serious." Emil smiled a dangerous smile. So far, Jack had been receptive to the hints of rougher sex he'd slipped in. How far could he take it? He'd always enjoyed controlling his sexual encounters, and breaking a man to anal penetration was an irresistible opportunity to introduce the dom/sub element. He decided to give it a try, see how Jack responded. "Good." Jack felt the deep bass rumble in his spine. Their eyes locked, both of them feeling the intensity of the moment. There was something in Emil�s eyes that spoke of excitement, and just a hint of danger. It kicked Jack�s arousal up a notch, as he watched his friend pick up another, larger, plug, and a bottle of lube and head for the checkout. Jack stood there, his eyes locked on his companion. This was definitely getting interesting. When the clerk finished the transaction, Sloda headed for the door. He turned to see Jack still still standing there. �Jack? You coming?� Emil asked, a twinkle in his eye. // Almost! // he mentally replied to the double entendre. By the time he caught up, Emil had tossed his package into the saddle bags and mounted the bike. He leered at Jack as he put his helmet on. Skoda took the lead as they headed back to their cabin. Neither of them said a word as they dismounted and headed inside. Once the door was safely closed behind them, Emil turned on Jack, pushing him against the wall, copping a feel to confirm his readiness. �You really want it, don�t you?� he asked, his voice husky with desire, and something else. It sent a shiver down Jack�s spine. As their eyes met, Jack once again saw the challenge. Jack swallowed hard, nervous and excited at the same time. "Yes �" Skoda's eyes gleamed with ferocity. "Are you willing to play a little game, Jack? Play it a little rough?" This was going in a direction he hadn�t anticipated, and it was turning him on pretty powerfully. Or was it just Skoda's hand on his cock? �What � what did you have in mind?" Skoda grinned, moving in for a demanding kiss, one which left no doubt who was in charge. All the while, his hand teased at Jack�s crotch. He let go suddenly and spun Jack around, pushing him toward the side of the sofa. �Take your pants off,� he growled. There was something about the situation, Skoda's commanding presence, his own intense arousal. It felt like he couldn�t possibly move fast enough to obey. His fingers tangled in his belt buckle in his hurry, but finally his jeans lay puddled around his ankles. Skoda pushed him forward, sending him off balance. Tripping over the jeans still around his ankles, he ended up doubled over the arm of the sofa. Then he felt Skoda�s hand running over his rump, like a cowboy checking out a horse. He couldn�t believe how turned on he was. �Very good, Jack. You learn quickly. I'm in charge. You will do exactly what I say." That deep voice washed over him, velvety smooth, just like the hand caressing his ass. It sent a shiver down Jack's spine. Emil was soaring on a power-trip high. It had been far too long since he�d done this. Jack McCoy, the next-to-top man in the DA�s office, was at his mercy. Willingly. His to command, at least for a little while. "Spread �em!� was the command he issued now as his hand suddenly delivered a single, stinging swat to Jack's rear. The sudden change of attitude took Jack by surprise. He complied as much as he could. He felt his shorts being drawn down as far as they would go with his legs spread. And then he felt one finger trace down his crack, over his ass and down the back of his balls. He groaned at the sensation. Another finger repeated the journey, and another. Finally, Skoda�s hands parted his cheeks and one finger teased directly at his entrance, tracing slow circles around it. His skin was tingling; he was surprised by how sensitive it was. Suddenly, the hands left his body. He started to turn around until he heard �Eyes forward!� Again, he complied instantly. Wondering what was going on behind him was driving him crazy. From the sounds, he knew Skoda must be opening the package of one of the toys he�d bought � but which one? Surely he�d start with the smaller one? There was no way for Jack to know. And that was very exciting. Finally the hands returned. Something cold pressed against his hole � it had to be the lube. The narrow tip of the plug slipped right in. It was an unusual sensation, making him gasp. Emil chuckled. �Oh, there�s lots more yet to come, Jack.� He gently pushed, twisting slightly. About an inch of the plug was buried in Jack�s ass. He pulled it out almost all the way, and pushed again, further this time. For about a minute, he fucked Jack�s ass with the small plug before giving it a final push over the flared base. Suddenly taking the widest part of the plug made Jack gasp again. His ass was stinging ever so slightly from the stretching, but it dissipated quickly. He flexed his muscles, feeling it inside him. It was � strange. And very erotic. Emil smiled as he watched Jack�s reactions. Just as he�d hoped. He reached down and cradled Jack�s balls in his hand, drawing another groan from deep in Jack�s throat. Time for the next surprise. The hand playing with his balls went away. Jack wondered what would come next. �Ok, Jack. Stand up and turn around.� He did so, revealing to Skoda his swollen, weeping cock. Skoda eyed it hungrily, kneeling to lick at it like a lollipop. Jack moaned and tried to push into Skoda�s mouth, but the doctor had other ideas. It was much too soon for that. Right now, he only wanted to tease. So he licked ever so lightly, driving Jack absolutely crazy. When Jack looked like he was about to jump out of his skin, he stood up. �Get dressed.� It took Jack a few seconds to focus enough to register the command. He was so aroused, he couldn�t believe Emil wanted him to put clothes ON. �But �� �I said GET DRESSED!� Skoda�s deep voice was very commanding. Jack was startled by his intensity, but quickly remembered the rules of this game. He hastened to comply, pulling up his shorts, then the jeans, tucking his shirt in, zipping, buttoning, and belting. Skoda watched him, enjoying his discomfiture. When Jack was done, he looked up for the next instruction. "From now until I say otherwise, you are not to touch yourself, or rub your cock against anything or anyone. Most importantly, you are not to cum until I give you permission. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir!" Jack responded quickly, wondering what was coming. Skoda smiled as he reached down and began stroking himself through his jeans, doing himself what he had forbidden Jack to do. He could feel Jack's eyes on him, his hunger. He made a show of unbuckling his belt, opening the button, and slowly lowering his zipper. Pushing his pants and shorts down, he began stroking his naked cock, while Jack watched hungrily. He looked up into those dark eyes and commanded, "On your knees!" Jack quickly fell to his knees in front of his master. He leaned in to start sucking. "Not yet! I didn't tell you to suck it, did I?" Skoda barked. "N � no, sir, you didn't," Jack answered nervously. Skoda reached down and wove his fingers into Jack's hair, letting his hands caress his partner's nervous face. "Go ahead," he said, a bit more gently. Jack leaned in and took Skoda's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue all around it. But Emil didn't let him stay there long. After just a few minutes, he pulled away. "All right, that's enough. Stay there." He took a few steps away to reach the remaining package with the larger plug. He ripped it open, and handed the plug and lube to Jack. "Do you remember how I did it?" Jack nodded. "OK, your turn." Skoda turned around and bent over the side of the couch. Soon he felt Jack's hands exploring his ass, seeking out his entrance. Then a pause, and the tip of the plug slipped inside him. Jack worked it in slowly, in and out, twisting, until at last he gave a solid push and it snapped into place. "Oh, that's good!" Skoda gasped as his body reacted to the intrusion. "Now we're going for a ride!" Jack stood up, amazed at the sensations he was feeling. Everything seemed heightened by the feeling that he wasn't in control. He wanted desperately to touch his cock, but knew it wasn't allowed. Instead, he watched as Emil got dressed, gently tucking himself in, tugging the zipper up over his swollen cock. Jack knew very well that riding a motorcycle could have a decidedly erotic element to it. But this; he had a feeling this was going to be very interesting indeed. He was kind of surprised when Emil came to him instead of going straight for the door. Something in his Skoda's eyes softened; for just a moment, the intensity vanished. "Jack, listen to me. Do you know what a safe word is?� Jack realized that the game was on hold. "Yeah," he answered. Emil nodded. �Good. If at any time you want to end this game, say something about going back to New York. That�s our safe word. I promise I will not hurt you too much, or mark you in any way. I�m into power games, not sadism. Is that all right?� Jack realized that Emil was giving him an out. Knowing it was there made him not need it. A slow smile spread across his lips. �Yes, sir," he said, intentionally slipping back into the game persona. Emil grinned, flashing him a look of gratitude before returning to his commanding persona. "Well, then get moving!" Jack hurried to comply, the excitement of this new game giving his arousal a whole new dimension. As he walked out to where the bikes were parked, he was intimately aware of the toy buried inside him. It wasn't directly giving him pleasure; it was more that feeling it reminded him with every step that it was there, which was a mental turn-on. With Emil leading the way, they grabbed their helmets and headed outside. "You're riding with me," Emil barked as Jack headed for his own bike. Of course, it made sense. Jack eagerly climbed on the back of the Harley, wrapping his arms around Emil's solid body. Sitting down made him even more aware of the toy buried deep in his ass. He'd been commanded not to touch his own cock, but not Emil's, so he slid his hands over the lump in Emil's jeans. Skoda bit back a moan at Jack's touch. It felt wonderful, but he didn't want to be distracted while driving. "Stop that!" he commanded. "You want us to wreck?" "We haven't even started yet �" Jack couldn�t resist reminding him, even as he relocated his hands. In answer, Skoda came down on the starter, setting the engine in motion. Both of them were already highly aroused, and the rumbling engine only added to that. As did the close confines. Jack�s body was pressed close to Emil�s, his cock trapped between them. He wasn�t supposed to actively rub against Emil, but the way the bike bounced, he didn�t have much choice. The vibrations of the bike echoed through the toy in his ass, too. Emil had locked the channel between them open; he could hear Jack�s ragged breathing, knew he was losing control. He was headed for a small side road they�d found the other day that was really rough and bumpy. When they came to it, he intentionally took it hard and fast, making sure they felt every bump. It was more than Jack could take; Emil felt the arms around him convulse, heard Jack�s grunt as the orgasm overtook him. Emil smiled; this was just what he wanted. He was just barely able to hold back his own orgasm as he headed back toward their cabin. Jack slumped against Emil as they headed �home.� He�d tried, but he just couldn�t hold it back, even though he�d been ordered not to cum. The multiple stimuli had just been too much for him. He wondered what price he�d have to pay for disobedience. He could barely stand when Emil parked the bike back in front of their cabin. They dismounted, and Jack meekly followed Emil inside, �I told you not to cum!� Emil barked as the door shut behind them. Jack�s eyes were downcast. �I know � I couldn�t help it �� Emil had to bite back a smile. Jack had reacted just as he�d hoped he would. Somehow he kept his expression stern. "Get undressed." Jack hurried to comply, eager to get out of the sticky mess congealing in his shorts. When he finished, he looked up for the next instruction. Skoda once again pushed him toward the couch, bending him over the arm. His hand gently caressed Jack's ass, then suddenly swatted it. Jack had been more than half expecting it, and managed to keep from yelping at the sudden stinging. Another caress, followed by two quick slaps. What surprised Jack was how much this turned him on. Each slap stung his backside, but also pushed the plug inside him against his prostate, sending a jolt of pleasure along with it. He began anticipating the slaps, never sure exactly when Skoda's caress would suddenly vanish. By the time the good doctor was done, his ass was bright red, and his cock was starting to get hard again. "All right, Jack, stand up." Skoda's voice was gentler now. Jack stood, noticing his master's smile at the state of his cock. "Very good, Jack, very good," Skoda said, reaching out and gently caressing his erection. "But now it's my turn. Undress me.� Jack�s hands shook as he reached out to unbutton Emil�s shirt. He wasn�t rushing, but he wasn�t lingering, either. When he reached the bottom button, he continued on to open the belt and fly. Skoda was still fully erect, his cock straining against the denim. He sighed as Jack freed it from the tight confines. Jack pushed the pants down, crouching down to remove first one boot then the other, then the jeans themselves. He stood up and moved behind Emil to peel off the shirt, then bent to remove his shorts. As he stepped out of them, Emil turned around, standing before Jack naked, hard, gorgeous. Jack felt his cock getting even harder as he stood up. Emil reached out and gently ran his fingers over the contours of Jack�s angular face. He could see the hunger re-igniting in Jack�s eyes. Wrapping his fingers around the back of Jack�s head, he pulled him in to a kiss. But before Jack could respond, he pulled away. �On your knees, Jack. Finish me.� Jack immediately dropped to his knees, taking Emil�s erection into his mouth. Emil moaned as the warm wetness surrounded him, Jack�s tongue brushing wide strokes against his sensitive skin. He was so close, it didn�t take long before he was thrusting hard into Jack�s mouth, shooting his wad right down the attorney�s throat. Panting heavily, Emil stumbled back towards the sofa. Not sure what to do, Jack remained where he was, on his knees. After about five minutes, Emil got up and stood before Jack again, running one hand through that thick hair. �Very good, Jack, that was very good.� He held out his hands and Jack took them, letting Emil help him stand. Which was a good thing, he�d been kneeling a bit too long and his legs felt fuzzy. �You want me to fuck your ass, don�t you?� Jack imagined Emil�s hot, hard prick inside him instead of the toy. �Yes!� he cried. Skoda�s deep bass laugh sent a thrill up his spine. �Not just yet, Jack. You�ll have to wait a little longer.� His hand moved suggestively over Jack�s cock. �Understand this � your ass is mine. I will take it at a time and place of MY choosing. It might be tomorrow; it might be after we get back to the city. We might be alone, or I might invite Jim to watch. Anything could happen � it�s up to me.� He could feel Jack�s cock jumping as he spoke. The anticipation would be exquisite. �Do you understand?� �Yes, sir.� Jack found the idea turned him on immensely. Skoda smiled possessively. �Good. As a reward, tonight you get to fuck me. But first you'll have to make room �" Skoda turned and bent over the arm of the sofa again. Jack quickly reached out and grasped the base of the plug and pulled. It took more effort than he expected to get it out. He set it aside, reaching for the bottle of lube. When Skoda stayed in place, he greased himself up and moved into position behind him, the head of his cock pressed against Skoda's entrance. "May I?" he asked, not wanting to do anything without his master's express permission. "Oh, yes," that bass rumble answered. The toy had opened him up nicely; Jack was able to push in easily. He began thrusting enthusiastically, loving the feel of that tight, hot channel that just pulled him in. Despite everything that had come earlier � or more accurately, because of it � both of them were able to last much longer than the first time that night. Emil was pushing back against every thrust, his cock quickly growing to full size as Jack's hands encouraged it. Soon both of them were covered with sweat, panting as much from the exertion as from the arousal, until Jack finally exploded, filling Emil�s body with his cum. His hands tightened around Emil�s cock, dragging him along to his own explosion. Exhausted, Skoda slumped over the couch with Jack's long body draped over him. Jack's back didn't exactly like the position, so as soon as he caught his breath he stood up and pulled out, stumbling toward the bathroom to clean up. Feeling a bit like a contortionist, he managed to retrieve the toy he'd been using and tossed it into the sink to clean up later. He brought a damp cloth out to Emil, who had gotten to his feet by the time Jack emerged from the bathroom. The doctor took a few moments to clean up his own mess before turning to Jack, who was picking up his discarded clothes. "You ok? I didn't take things too far, did I?" Skoda's pale eyes searched Jack's dark ones for signs of discomfort over what had happened. He didn't see any. Jack shook his head. "I didn't say anything about New York, did I? Emil, I may not have the experience with gay sex, but I'm not some na�ve 20-year old. If I couldn't handle it, I'd've said something." Skoda grinned, relieved. "I figured as much, but I needed to make sure. So, since you've been such a good sport, how about I buy you dinner?" Jack grinned, holding up his soiled pants. "As long as we find a laundromat afterwards; vacationing with you is turning out to be hard on my wardrobe!" 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