(Marco and Troy)
“I’m going to make you yell.”
Troy knows what that means, especially when Marco says it in that tone of voice. It’s a no-nonsense tone of voice, a tone of voice that leaves no room for disagreement.
And why would he disagree? That voice doesn’t happen every night. That voice means that Marco is in the mood to give Troy what he really wants right now.
With all the work of moving out of their old apartment and moving in here, Troy and Marco haven’t had time for sex in days. When Troy he gets into this state, only serious penetration will satisfy him.
Their Renegade Rebel Vibrating Wand has always been the key to overcoming Marco’s shyness about being on top. Everything about it – the smooth silicone cover on the plug, the ribbed sure-grip handle, the flexible neck – makes it easy for him to control the action so he can truly enjoy the way Troy reacts to having the sizable plug – 2 inches at the base – pushed inside.
Troy kneels at the edge of their new bed and is delighted to find it’s perfect. Marco picked out the frame and the mattress, so it’s comfortable, practical, and beautiful, just like Marco himself, but the height is too ideal to have been an accident. Marco must have been thinking about this very act when he bought it.
Troy tries to imagine his fastidious and oh-so-proper (in public) lover in the showroom, measuring the mattress height and probably driving the salespeople crazy. The thought gives Troy a heavy ache in his gut, one that he wants massaged away in a frenzy of glorious sex. He can’t making a little moan.
“I haven’t even touched you yet,” Marco says, “not here.” Lube-wet fingers stroke between Troy’s cheeks. “Now be quiet and let me prepare you.”
Preparation is also key. Troy likes it fast and hard, which is not something you want to do without a little stretching and a lot of lube. Lucky for Troy, Marco loves getting him good and slippery. Troy sinks into the mattress and spreads his legs. He’s getting harder and more desperate with every slide of Marco’s fingers.
The first touch of the Renegade is a relief. The silicone warms instantly and the tip slides in easily. Troy feels himself stretch and stretch open until the base is inside and he has taken all 4 inches of the plug. Perfect. Now all he needs is…
BUZZ! Marco switches on the vibration that makes the Renegade so special, and Troy’s favourite plug. He presses the button again and again. Troy loses track of how many functions the plug cycles through until it gets to his favourite, a deep pulsating throb that hits him in all the right places.
“That’s it,” Marco says when Troy lets out his first uncontrolled gasp. “You feel this where you need it most.”
“I need it,” Troy moans. “Give it to me.”
“Now it’s time to yell,” Marco whispers in his ear. He changes the angle of the plug effortlessly.
Troy’s voice grows louder as his prostate is massaged directly. It feels like lightning and explosions, their very first kiss and heaven, all at once.
Marco pulls Troy off the bed. The change of angle makes the Renegade do its work with greater force. Troy lets out a howl when Marco jerks him to completion.
Marco switches off the vibration, but leaves the plug inside. Drained, Troy flops forward, barely noticing the towel Marco quickly throws on the bed.
“Careful,” Marco says. “I just bought that. It’s one thing to dirty the sheets, but I’d have to punish you if you got the duvet dirty.”
Troy wonders if the punishment would involve any more use of the Renegade Rebel Vibrating Wand. He wonders how long it will take recover and regain the energy to tug the towel out from under himself.
Marco drapes his lean torso over Troy’s back. “Don’t even think about it,” he says, reading Troy’s mind. “I only turn the vibration back on if you’re good.”
At that moment, Troy is so very good, he’s better than he ever thought possible.
