Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 3

that what this is all about?"
    Will motioned to the bathroom. "You're wasting time."
    "We're not done talking. I want to know–"
    "Later. Eventually, I expect you'll figure it out. Now, you need to get cleaned up. Everything you need is inside. And I'll be waiting. You have fifteen minutes. No more. So you'd best get started."
    Sinn leaned forward and sniffed loudly. "You took a shower, too. But not in here." He glanced around. "Where?"
    "Not your business. This room is for you. My guest."
    Sinn shrugged and stepped toward the bathroom. Will studied his backside. Nice. Very nice. Broad shoulders, a back that sloped down to a nicely muscled ass. A tight ass. Will had a feeling Sinn had not been fucked for quite some time. He was going to be snug, going to need loosening before Will fucked him. He gripped the dildoed handle of the crop. He'd get him ready, and he'd take his time doing it. And when Sinn begged him to fuck him, he'd be just stretched enough to grip his cock and make the ride enjoyable.
    "Wait," he said. He set the crop on the horse then walked to Sinn. He stroked his hands over Sinn's ass. Sinn tightened his buttocks. Mmm, nice. He reached around to curl a hand around his cock. "Be sure to use warm soapy water. Don't make it too hot, nor too cold." He stroked his hand up and down Sinn's cock. "When you insert the nozzle into your ass, don't be too quick. I want you to focus, to breathe. " Sinn's cock was now hard. He circled his fingers over the glans, played a finger over the slit. "Breathe slow and think about how it's going to feel when my cock splits your ass. How much more full you're going to feel." Sinn's breath grew rough. Will squeezed his cock. Sinn groaned. "Keep this hard for me. Don't come. Don't you dare come. And you make sure you fill that bag full and you take it all. I'm going to be listening and I'll know exactly what's going on in there. I have very keen hearing." He stepped away. He slapped Sinn on the ass. "Now get going."
    The door to the bathroom closed with a sharp crack. A moment later the shiny gold knob turned and it opened a crack. Will smiled. It was just enough to give privacy. It wasn't Will's purpose to humiliate Sinn, but he would have him clean. One of Will's quirks was cleanliness, top to bottom, inside and out.
    Listening to the water running, hearing the package broken open, all the sounds of preparation. In some ways they soothed him. They served as a sort of foreplay, a surety. He circuited the room, smoothed a hand over the black horse, kept walking until he came to the sleek black cupboard. He opened one of the drawers and pulled out the box of specially ordered flavored condoms. He flipped open the top, heard a groan from the bathroom. He brushed a hand over his cock, fully erect behind the leather of his pants. He thumbed through the foil packets inside the box. He chose two–one green, one yellow. He carefully laid them out on the table next to the chest, then closed the lid and returned the box to the drawer. For the moment, that would be enough.
    From the upper cupboard he pulled down a new tube of lubricant. No ordinary lube for this session, but a special velvety long-lasting silicone lube for a more pleasurable sensation. He set it next to the wrapped condoms. He heard the toilet flush. Then flush again. A thud as the used implements hit the trash can. Mumbling from Sinn. And then the shower came on. Will smiled as he turned back toward the bathroom. Slowly he made his way to the half-closed door. He pulled it all the way open and focused on Sinn's silhouette clearly visible through the clear thin vinyl curtain. He leaned against the doorjamb and waited, watching Sinn soap himself, then rinse squeaky clean. Exactly the way Will liked his men. A woodsy scent permeated the steamy atmosphere of the bathroom. Will inhaled deeply. A cleansing breath. More than ready to have that vinyl curtain shoved aside. But he could wait. He stroked across his erection. Sinn would be worth it.
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    Sinn stepped into the shower feeling like he'd been thoroughly reamed out, sore and emptied. But his every sense was aroused. His cock fully erect. Why was he going the distance for this man? What was it about him? He'd not bent to any man in longer than he could remember—or maybe wanted to remember was the more accurate term. Will had a way of not making him feel so much used as pampered. His words and instruction to Sinn before he'd come in here had made the enema almost