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ties.
    "What if everything's packed already?"
    He shot Sammy a look. "Is it?"
    "Mostly." That wasn't a yes.
    "Where are the ties, Sammy?"
    "They're expensive." Samuel's eyes landed on a box.
    "Perfect--only the best for my man."
    He went to the box Samuel had looked at, tore it open and pulled out a handful of neatly folded ties. He grabbed a pink one with little black polka dots and tossed the rest over his shoulder.
    "Those are my ties."
    "I know. They're going to make awesome bondage gear."
    He climbed onto the bed, straddling Sammy's chest. His lover was so hot, beautiful, lean and fine, wanton. He was never losing this again. He wrapped one end of the tie around Sammy's right wrist, then threaded it through the headboard. Samuel watched his fingers, lips parted, eyes burning.
    He smiled at Sammy, then took his left hand and wrapped the other end of the tie around it. There was a lot of give, Sammy could rest his arms on the bed; he couldn't pull them right down, though, couldn't touch or get away. When Samuel relaxed, eased into the mattress, Jarrod felt like crowing.
    He bent, kissing the man as he slowly moved back down to straddle Samuel's hips. His. His boy. His lover. Groaning, he deepened the kiss, his hands moving to tear the clothes from Sammy's body. He let the desperation go, the worry that he'd lost this.
    He got Sammy's shirt open, then began to work on Sammy's pants, the buttons opening easily for him. He tugged the short-short hairs, just starting to come back in.
    "Gonna have to shave you again. Especially when we get the cock cage--gotta keep you smooth for that."
    "No. Not going to let you." Sammy spread, licked his lips.
    "Yes, you are." He leaned down and let his own tongue take the same road as Sammy's had.
    "Not going to..." Sammy started rocking under him, hips fucking the air.
    "Come. You are not going to come. Because you're not allowed until I say so. Or we get that cage sooner than later." This was so much fun.
    Sammy's cock was pushing at his underwear like it was going to punch a hole through them. He grabbed them and tugged them down, along with Sammy's slacks.
    His. Hot little fucker. He scratched his nails along Sammy's thighs. Sammy's hips bucked, cock jerking hard. He did it again, just to watch that response. Then he slapped Sammy's hip, hard enough that his hand stung. He watched his handprint slowly grow pink.
    "Fucking sexy, Sammy. And all mine."
    He stared Sammy down, willing his lover to argue. When it didn't happen, he smiled, gave Sammy's hip another smack. He twisted Sammy halfway, giving him access to that fine ass.
    "Mmm. Fuck, but that's a sweet ass you've got." He slapped it twice. "And it's all mine."
    "No. No way." But his Samuel nodded.
    "Yes way." He smacked Samuel's ass a few more times, bringing up the color.
    "Asshole."
    "For giving you what you want?" He smacked that sweet ass again.
    "Yes."
    He blinked, then smiled. Pleased. Surprised, but pleased.
    "Then I'll take it." He smacked a few more times with more enthusiasm.
    The sweet butt went rosy, but he needed it darker. He wanted Sammy to really feel it. He kept hitting, moving his hand around to cover the entire ass. Slowly, slowly, Sammy started moving into the blows, begging for him. Fuck, it was hot.
    "That's it, Sammy. Take what you fucking need." Jarrod loved that deep, needy groan, that cry. His hand was beginning to burn, hot like Sammy's ass.
    "Fuck... Jarrod, stop..."
    "Not yet." Not until neither of them could stand it anymore.
    "Burns." Sammy's abs went rock hard.
    "I know, Sammy."
    "You fucker. I need you."
    "I know." He bent and kissed just below Sammy's ear.
    He could feel Sammy's heartbeat, pounding under his lips. He felt it skip a beat as he started to spank his lover again.
    * * * *
    Samuel woke up aching.
    His ass ached.
    His shoulders ached.
    His thighs ached.
    His balls ached.
    He'd never been so fucking happy.
    This time, when he cracked an eye open, the space next to him wasn't empty. Jarrod