Both of
Sirius’ heads were sufficiently restricted. A black studded, leather collar fit
snugly around his neck, and a handkerchief with a black polka dotted pattern on
it was stuffed in Sirius’ mouth to keep him relatively silent. A
similar-looking cock ring was wrapped tightly at the base of Sirius’ cock. The
studs were not pointy and sharp on this one, however, but they were metal and
cold to the touch against his skin. In addition, he had his hands tied behind
his back so he could not remove the gag or the ring.
Remus wore
a cock ring, too, but he was clearly the one in control tonight, even if it was
Sirius who had chosen the color. As Sirius lay on his back, squirming at the
urge to come and inability to move, Remus pressed himself against the side of
Sirius’ body. He kissed across Sirius’ shoulder and took his cock in hand.
Sirius moaned something, though the sound was muffled into the handkerchief.
As Remus’
hand slid up and down his cock speedily and, as he panted and bucked his hips
in need, he slipped his cock ring off. Sirius moaned again and thrust his hips
upwards, indicating he wanted Remus to remove his as well. “Do you want to
come, too?” Remus asked, sounding a bit breathless. Sirius nodded vigorously. “I
bet you do.” He kissed Sirius and then pressed his cock up against Sirius’
thigh. “But I’m going to… make you wait… a little longer.” And with that, he
came against Sirius’ leg, holding onto Sirius to keep him in place as he bucked
and shook and sighed.
When he’d
finished, Sirius groaned enviously. He chewed at the handkerchief, then used
his tongue to push it out of his mouth. “Remus!” he begged, “Let me…” He thrust
his hips upwards again in a futile attempt. “I’m bursting, Remus. It’s been
hours!”
“Try
twenty-five minutes, Drama Queen. Not so bad.”
“Says you!
You’ve already come!” he whined. “Besides, the way you touch me, twenty-five
minutes feels like an eternity.”
“Awwww,
that is so sweet,” Remus cooed. “But I’m still making you wait longer.” He
stroked his thumb over the dimple in the head of Sirius’ cock.
Sirius
shuddered happily and winced at his inability to finish. He knew well that the
longer this lasted, the better it would feel. But he wanted desperately to
finish. “Let me, please.”
Remus’ eyes
met his and held his gaze. But his hand reached down to Sirius’ cock, hovering
just above it so close Sirius could feel the heat but not the touch. Sirius
held his breath in anticipation, silently begging Remus to slip the cock ring
off. But, instead, Remus moved his hand down, curving the fingers in a way that
would wrap around Sirius’ cock if he was actually touching.
Sirius
shook his head. “No.” Remus smiled playfully and nodded. “No,” Sirius repeated,
shaking his head. “Don’t… I can’t… so close already, Remus! Please don’t touch
me.”
But Remus
did not obey. He ran his hand up and down Sirius’ cock, stroking, rubbing,
caressing.
Whimpering,
“No… oh Remus… yes!”
“Yes?”
Remus laughed at Sirius’ sudden change. “You like this, do you?” Sirius nodded.
Remus leaned forward, kissing Sirius again. “Good, because I want you so worked
up you cannot stand it. When I finally let you come you will shoot so much so
hard.” Remus lapped at Sirius’ nipples, then squeezed one of them gently
between his teeth until Sirius gasped with delight.
Much as
Sirius enjoyed the attention, he felt he would enjoy a good orgasm more right
now. “Remus… driving me mad…”
“That’s the
point, isn’t it?” Remus said, his fingers circling the head of Sirius’ cock
then slipping down to caress the base just above the cock ring. “Build up the
anticipation until you…” Sirius strained and bucked instinctively. He wanted
Remus to stroke him hard to make him come, even though he knew he wouldn’t be
able to with the ring on. He closed his eyes tightly, savoring the moment.
Remus
grinned. “Until you are ready…” And, swiftly, Remus slid the ring off. Sirius
groaned with relief as he profusely spilled his seed upon his chest.
Remus
chuckled and kissed him again. “Worth waiting for, that?”
Sirius sighed
deeply and nodded.