THE KEYHOLDER

SHANNON WEST

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Cody McCall woke up feeling like hed been hit by a busand dragged along behind it.
What on earth could have happened to him?
In addition to every bone in his body aching, he could never remember being so thirsty.
Gently, he coaxed his tongue down off the roof of his mouth where it had been apparently superglued. He tried to swallowbig mistake. Had he tried to eat broken glass? He knew hed been
drunkmake that super drunk, epically drunk, more-drunk-than-anyone-had-ever-been-in-thehistory-of-the-world drunkbut he wouldnt have tried to hurt himself, no matter how depressed
hed been. Would he?
Moaning, he managed to pry one eye, then slammed it shut at the sudden influx of
sunlight.
Aahhkk.
Had that sound come from him? It sounded like the noise his cat made coughing up a
hairball, and it would have alarmed him if he hadnt had so many other things to worry about at
the moment. Like the fact that he had to pee like a fucking racehorse and that for some reason he
couldnt seem to be able to move his arms.
Panic-stricken, he used muscles in his face that hed maybe never used before to get his
eyes all the way open, blinking rapidly at the blinding light blasting him from the window across
from his bed. He looked down at himself.
His arms werent paralyzed, thank Jesus, just tethered to the bed rails by leather straps.
He let that idea drive for a moment and take a quick spin around his brain. He was strapped to
the damn bed. He kicked out his legs, which were still blessedly free, and rattled the bed rails by
moving his arms agitatedly back and forth.
Better be good, Cody, or Nurse Ratchet will come back in here and strap your legs down
too.
Cody turned his head in the direction of the deep voice and relief flooded him as he saw
Jake Rogers, his best friend and his partner in the Fulton County Police Department, sitting on a
chair by the bed. He thought he must be dreaming because Jake was back in Atlanta, and Cody
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Jake, thank God, he tried to say, though it came out more like. Aakk. Aa-Aakkk.
Yep, definitely broken glass, chased down by a little drain cleaner.
Clearing his throat, he tried again. J-aakke. He jerked his head toward the pitcher of
water on the nightstand beside him. Wa-water.
Jake Rogers unfolded himself from the chair by the bed and stood to gaze down at him.
He looked like he hadnt slept in way too many hours. Without saying a word, he poured water
into a plastic glass, stuck in a straw and held the straw to Codys lips. Cody sucked down the
blessed liquid, wincing at the burn even the cool water caused his throat.
Wha-what happened? He looked up at his best friend and saw a virtual stranger looking
down at him. Jakes eyes were cold and hard, without the twinkle Cody was used to seeing. Hed
never noticed before how blue those eyes could befrigid, arctic blue.
You dont remember? Jakes voice, like his demeanor, was hard and cold. Cody could
almost imagine frost forming on the walls behind him.
No, he said, shaking his head then wishing he hadnt. The muscles in his neck were
sore. If only he could put a hand up to touch his throat.
Damn these straps! Why are they on me, Jake? Let me out of them.
Jake shook his head. I cant. Not until the Psych doctors come in to talk to you.
Look, damn it, Im dying to piss.
Then go ahead. You have a catheter.
A what? Cody craned his neck to look down at himself, but he was covered by a sheet.
Wait a minute. Psych doctors? What do you mean?
What I mean is that the psychiatrists want to speak to you about why you tried to kill
yourself yesterday. Jake stared directly into his eyes. Id kind of like an answer to that question
myself.
No, I-I never tried to kill myself. Thats crazy. You have to believe me, Jake.
Jakes gaze remained unflinching and gimlet-eyed. When he finally spoke, his voice was
rough with anger. You tried to hang yourself, Cody. The rope around your neck was pretty
unequivocal.
But-but I didnt. I wasoh, God this is so embarrassing. I wasnt trying to kill myself. I
was trying to-to get off.
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A short, heavy silence followed the words. Then Jake shook his head like he hadnt heard
correctly. What?
Get off. I was trying to come, damn it. I-Ive been having a little trouble sincesince
Ben left. I read about this on the internet and I tried it and it worked. It freakin worked! But then
yesterday I guess I tied the knot wrong or something. Anyway, I couldnt get out of it like
before. I banged on the wall a few times. Cody drew in a ragged breath. I didnt think anyone
heard me. I-I guess I passed out.
Jake was staring at him, tilting his head to the side like hed just confessed to being a
Hare Krishna. Finally he shook his head. You tried what, exactly?
Um, auto-eroticism. Thats what its called.
Not possible.
Huh? Oh yeah it is. It worked for me the very first time I tried it.
No, Jake said slowly. I mean its not possible that Ive known you all this time and not
figured out what an absolute idiot you are.
What? No, listen. You get a rope or a towel or something and put it around your neck
while you jerk off and
Im familiar with the term, Jake broke in with a wave of his hand. And the comment
stands. Youre a fucking idiot.
Cody squirmed uncomfortably and tried to swallow again. This must be how it felt to
have your throat cut. Its embarrassing enough to talk about my personal business without you
calling me names.
Jake had been his partner on the force for just over five years, and he was Codys best
friend. But sometimes he still felt as if he didnt even really know him. Jake kept his private life
very private. All Cody even knew about him was that he was thirty-one, single, had a mother
who lived in California, where Jake was from originally. He owned his own home in the suburbs
of Atlanta, near Codys apartment building. He wasnt dating anyone seriously, and he was exmilitary. He hated sushi and loved classical music. He was a huge Braves fan, but wouldnt
watch football. Oh yeah, and he was probably the best looking man Cody had ever seen.
Theyd been partners from the time they both graduated from the Academy. It was kind
of odd to realize he didnt know much more than that after all this time, really, but Jake wasnt
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the kind who encouraged confidences. He was brave and loyal and steady and Cody trusted him
with his life, and that had always been enough to know.
Cody, on the other hand, was Jakes opposite in so many ways, and not just physically.
Jake was tall, but elegantly slim, almost graceful, though he would have hated being called that.
He was darkly handsome, and even though he shaved every day, by afternoon, he had a sexy five
oclock shadow that made him look a bit sinister, even dangerous. Cody had dark hair too, but he
was shorter, with an average build, even though he worked out every day almost religiously.
Many gay men did, to keep themselves looking attractive, and that, of course, was another major
difference between them. Jake was straightso far as Cody knew, that is, because he never
talked about his love life, though hed always been very accepting of the fact that Cody was gay.
Cody squirmed under his unflinching gaze. What in the world are you doing here,
anyway, Jake?
You had my name listed on a card in your billfold as your emergency contact. The
hospital called me.
I did? And you came all the way down to Florida? Jake simply fixed that cold gaze on
him again. Cody had been in Panama City Beach for only a couple of days before this happened,
having come down to use up a little of his vacation time before he lost it. Hed been lonely and
depressed after Ben, his boyfriend of two years, had picked up and left him for a guy hed met in
a bar. It wasnt so much that he missed Benthings hadnt been great between them for a while,
really. It was the rejection, Cody supposed, coming right after his thirtieth birthday. It had hit
him pretty hard. He had begun to wonder if he was losing his appeal. Maybe no one would find
him attractive anymore, and hed be one of those lonely guys trolling the internet for dates.
The more he thought about it, the more he drank and the more depressed he became. One
night, after drinking way too much tequila, hed found some pills Ben had left behind in a
kitchen cabinet. They were from when his father died, after the poor guy had suffered through a
lingering illness. Hed been in a nursing home for a few weeks before his death, and Ben had
spent a lot of time helping his mom care for him. The doctor had given Ben these pills to help
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Well, Cody was depressed. And these pills had seemed to really help Ben shake off his
own funk. He hadnt had to take them long, and there was almost half a bottle left. Cody shook
one out of the bottle and downed it with Jose Cuervo cheering him on.
It hadnt seemed to do much of anything for him, and the drinking and the depression
continued. Hed come into work seriously hung over a few times, and Jake had given him the
evil eye and finally told him that if he didnt stop drinking so much he would personally beat the
shit out of him. After that, Cody slowed down considerably on the drinking. But he continued the
pills, hoping they would finally do some good.
They didnt. Oh, he felt okay, but he couldnt seem to get it up with any kind of
dependability. At first he tried porn sites, and that worked for a while, but after a few times, even
that didnt give him good results. He find a site with guys going at it in ways hed never even
thought abouteven sites where men were suspended in sex swings or tied up in intricate
patterns. Those sites gave him strange butterflies in his stomach, but after the initial hard, lasting
maybe a couple of minutes, his cock would wilt and just lie there on his thigh, sullen and
uninterested.
There was one refill left on the prescription bottle, so when the pills ran out, Cody called
in a refill. Maybe it just took longer for them to work on some people than on others. In the
meantime, on one of his late night searches for porn he ran across a website devoted to
autoeroticism. It had opened up a whole new world for him.
Before he could say anything else, the door opened to admit a man wearing a lab coat
with a stethoscope looped around his neck. A woman in a nurses uniform followed him in.
Mruh? He glanced down at his clipboard. Mr. McCall? My name is Dr. Petersen. I
was in the ER when the paramedics brought you in. Do you remember me?
Cody shook his head. No, but can you get these damn straps off me? And take this
catheter thing out. Now.
The doctor gazed at him speculatively and nodded at the nurse. I think we can take off
the straps, he said as the woman came around and bent over the rails. So long as your friend is
staying for a while? He glanced over at Jake, who nodded.
And since youve regained consciousness, Ill send your nurse in to take out the cath.
Thank God. When can I get out of here?
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Youre on a psychiatric hold, Mr. McCall. Im afraid you cant leave until the doctors
from Psychiatry come down and speak to you.
Thats bullshit. I didnt try to kill myself. I had a little accident, thats all. You cant
hold me here against my will.
Im afraid we can, Mr. McCall. For twenty-four hours anyway. Just relax and someone
from Psychiatric will come down to speak to you. He glanced down at the clipboard. Your
vitals are good and the x-rays indicated no lasting damage to your neck. You were very lucky,
Mr. McCall. If the cleaning lady hadnt been working next door to your room, and she hadnt
heard you knocking on the wall for help He shook his head. There would have been a very
different outcome. Its fortunate for you that she heard you when you changed your mind.
I didnt change my mind! I wasnt trying to hurt myself in the first place. Aware that he
was shouting, he tried to make himself calm down. This wasnt helping his case any. Frantically,
he turned to Jake to help him out. Jake, tell him. Please.
Tight-lipped, Jake only stared at him for a moment and then he finally relented. He told
me he was trying to masturbate, using autoerotic techniques. I think hes telling the truth. Hes
honeststupid, but honest.
The doctor looked back at Cody, a deep frown on his face. Autoerotic Asphyxia is an
extremely foolhardy and dangerous practice, Mr. McCall, particularly when youre alone. Its a
potentially lethal sexual practice producing euphoria by reducing oxygen to the brain.
Yes, Doctor, I know, and I dont do it all the time. Really. Ive only tried it a few times
and I know what Im doing. I had no intention of hurting myself. I know how to tie a good slip
knot and its always worked before. When I start to come I just pull the knot and voila!
Except
Except it didnt work this time, Jake interrupted, his tone grim. And you almost died.
Cody couldnt meet his gaze and dropped his head. I-Im sorry. I wont do it again.
No, you wont. I can promise you that. Jake turned on his heel angrily and went to gaze
out the window.
The doctor cleared his throat and glanced back and forth between them. You need to rest
here the remainder of the day, Mr. McCall. Ill have the nurse give you a mild sedative to help
you rest. As I said, someone else will be in to speak to you this afternoon.
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The doctor left and the nurse bustled around for a few minutes, removing the catheter and
then injecting something into his IV. Right away, he found himself growing sleepy, and he
glanced over to where Jake was still staring out the window. So he was back to not speaking.
Knowing how stern he could be when he got angry, maybe it was just as well. Cody closed his
eyes and let sleep overtake him.

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Cody glanced at his watch for the tenth time in as many minutes and wondered again if
Jake was coming for him. As soon as the hospital had released him earlier that morning, hed
turned to Jake, who had spent the night in the chair next to his bed again.
Can you take me back to my motel, Jake? I have to get my stuff.
Jake nodded and told him to get dressed while he went down and brought the car around.
He said he had to run a quick errand first, but it would only take thirty minutes or so, and then
hed be back to pick Cody up.
The nurse came back by the room and glanced in on him. Your friends not back yet?
No, but hell be here soon. He wouldnt have left me.
Still, when Jake appeared in the doorway behind her, Cody felt a huge weight roll off his
shoulders. He even grabbed his hand as he stepped up close to the bed and barely stopped
himself from kissing the back of it. He satisfied himself with a big squeeze. Jake had been so
angry ever since Cody had awakened, and while he didnt think Jake would go back to Atlanta
and just leave him on his own, he was still relieved to see him. He gave Jake a huge smile and
Jake glanced down at their joined hands and lifted one eyebrow at him.
The nurse turned toward Jake with a big smile. Jake always had that effect on women,
and though Cody was used to it, today it made him unreasonably irritated. The nurse made him
sit in a wheelchair and she pushed him down the hall with Jake following. When they got
outside, she waited while he got out of the chair and into Jakes car, then simpered at Jake and
slipped him a piece of paper that probably had her phone number on it. Jake took it with a polite
smile, but Cody was glad to see him ball it up and put it in his ashtray before he started the car.
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Ready to go? he asked, glancing over at him, and Cody nodded, wishing for the
hundredth time that Jake wasnt so straight or that hed at least have the decency to try to look
uglier.
Since the doctor had left that morning after talking with Cody, Jake had been quietly
furious. It only made him better looking. That morning, Cody had admitted to the psychiatrist
that hed been taking anti-depressants on a prescription that didnt belong to him. I thought
maybe it would help me, and I dont have time to go see a bunch of doctors.
Anti-depressants can actually cause some sexual dysfunction, Mr. McCall, and the
dosage you report was much too strong for your body weight.
Oh.
A tiny muscle started twitching in Jakes jaw. Is that all you have to say for yourself,
dumbass? Oh! You could have killed yourself mixing those pills with alcohol. He turned to
the doctor. Hes been drinking heavily too. Tequila.
Ive cut way down, Jake said quietly, then shut his mouth quickly when Jake whirled
around to glare at him.
Alcohol can also affect sexual performance, the doctor said, shaking his head and
making another note on his chart.
In the end, hed managed to convince the psychiatrist that he wasnt suicidal, anyway,
and hed cleared him to be released. Jake was proving to be a much harder sell.
Did you get your errands done? Cody asked brightly, hoping to lighten some of the
tension in the car.
Yes, Cody replied shortly and then didnt talk again as he negotiated the heavy tourist
traffic on the beach road they called the Miracle Mile. Cody had already told him where hed
been staying, and Jake drove them there without further comment. Cody had paid for the entire
week before hed had his accident.
They got out of the car and went to his room on the bottom floor. It was a cheap motel,
but it was on the beach and at this time of year, there werent many other people staying there.
Cody thought again how lucky he was that a maid had been there to hear him that last morning.
He had been drinking all night the night before. Early the next morning hed decided to take a
shower and then sleep it off on the beach. Hed tried to jerk off and hadnt been able to, so he
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decided before he went to the beach, hed rub one out. Instead it had almost been him whod
been rubbed outpermanently.
Hed tied the rope the usual way, hed thought, but this time when he finished and tried to
get free, nothing happened. He tugged at the rope frantically, but his vision grew dim and he was
clawing at his neck trying to drag in a breath of air. He began to bang frantically on the wall of
the bathroom behind him and then everything went black. He shuddered as they pulled up in
front of his room. He could so easily have died. Jake slanted him a look and then unexpectedly
patted his knee.
Cody glanced over at him in surprise and Jake gazed steadily back at him. Do you have
any idea how I felt when the hospital called me? How scared I was? Then to drive six hours, not
even knowing if you were going to be alive when I got here? He shook his head. I had a long
time to think on the way down here, Cody, and I made some decisions.
What-what decisions?
Im going to tell you all about it. Lets go in.
The room had been straightened and the bed made. A short length of nylon rope was
neatly coiled and lying on the bedside table. Codys face flamed when he saw it and Jake shoved
him aside to snatch it up and stare down at it in his hand. He was breathing hard, like hed been
running a race, and looked back up at Cody, his lips a thin line. He put the rope back down and
pointed toward the bed.
Get your clothes off and lie down. Now.
Jake, please. Im really not tired. Cant I just
I said now. His voice no longer sounded angry or emotional, just firm, and brooked no
arguments.
Wearily, Cody lay down on the bed, but Jake stepped up beside him and shook his head.
Clothes off. All of them.
W-what? Cody felt a slow blush travel up his neck. I cant do that in front of you. Of
course, hed been nude or nearly so in the locker room before with Jake at the station, but this
was totally different. They were alone in a motel room together. There was no way he wouldnt
embarrass himself. He raised up on one elbow. Please Jake. Dont be so mad.
Mad? Im not mad. Im furious. Now get your clothes off or Ill do it for you.
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Cody felt a flush of anger come over him. He did something stupid, sure, but hed
certainly paid for it, hadnt he? And apologized over and over again. What the hell was Jake so
angry about anyway?
Fuck you, Jake, he said, swinging his legs around as he sat up. I told you I dont need
to lie down.
Without another word, Jake reached down and skinned Codys t-shirt over his head. He
threw it to the floor while Cody was still gasping in surprise and pushed him back on the bed.
Hey! Cody yelled, but Jake had already grabbed his feet and pulled off his shoes and
socks. Grimly, he took hold of Codys waistband next and pulled down his jeans and underpants
with one jerk. His stupid cock popped out half hard and smacked him on the stomach. They both
looked down at it and to Codys horror, it started to thicken noticeably. Cody sucked in a breath
and clasped his hands over himself, but Jake grabbed his wrist and yanked it up to the head of the
bed. He held his wrist effortlessly with one hand while he picked up the rope with the other.
Cody tried to pull away and get up again, but Jake fixed him with a look that stopped him
cold. Dont move. Put your hands above your head and grab the rail. I mean it, Cody.
Codys heart began to slam in his chest, and he glanced up in those cold, serial-killer
eyes. Swallowing hard, he managed to nod and put his other hand up to join the first. There was
something about Jake when he got in this kind of a mood that made butterflies go wild in Codys
stomach. He wasnt scared of Jake, just totally turned on by his display of dominance. Cody had
never liked it when anyone else bossed him around, but when Jake did it, it spoke to something
deep inside him, something hidden that rarely saw the light of day.
With quick, efficient moves that spoke of experience, Jake tied his hands to the bedrail.
He stood back to survey his handiwork and nodded, then reached for the small plastic bag hed
brought in from the car. He removed a small package from it that Cody couldnt see very well,
and then he sat down beside him on the side of the bed.
Cody felt a blush start at his toes and travel slowly up his body. He couldnt believe he
was splayed out here naked in front of his best friend and partner, with a hard-on that would
probably cut glass. He glanced up at Jake, afraid hed see distaste or revulsion on his face, but
Jakes gaze raked over his body and he didnt say a word. Jake had been Codys friend and
partner for over five years, but Cody had never seen this side of Jake before. His entire demeanor
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oozed confidence and control. He looked down at Codys cock which was still waving around
enthusiastically and then back up into his eyes.
Cody blushed. I-Im sorry. I cant help it. Please dont beat the shit out of me.
Without a word he bent over Codys shaft, his mouth slipping over the head and
enveloping his length with molten lava. Stars exploded behind Codys eyes and he bucked his
hips up wildly in welcome. Hed never even allowed himself to dream of a day when something
like this could happen. Hed been in love with Jake for years, maybe from the first time he ever
laid eyes on him, but hed never, in his wildest imagination, conceived of this. Jake was
straightCody had put his feelings aside for years, knowing there was no way Jake could return
them.
While Cody made noises hed never made before in his life, Jake worked his tongue and
his lips with careful precision. Cody couldnt have stopped whimpering if he tried. Jakes tongue
licked up his shaft and swirled around the head. He nibbled at the tenderness just beneath the
head and held Codys hips to the bed when they tried to bounce up in ecstasy. He wanted to
touch Jakes hair, to tangle his fingers in it and hold him in place, but he couldnt. Jake wouldnt
let him and somehow that made it even hotter. God, if Jake stopped now, Cody would die. His
heart would simply shudder to a stop.
Instead of stopping, Jake began to bob his head over Codys groin as he worked his
incredible mouth up and down Codys cock. After only seconds of this treatment, Cody felt
himself exploding, his climax taking him by surprise. It racked his body, twisted his guts and
squeezed every bit of breath from his lungs. It was like nothing hed ever experienced before. He
wanted morejust as soon as he could breathe again.
Jake swallowed every drop of his cum and licked him clean. The feel of Jakes tongue on
him was almost unbearable now, and he cried out and tried to squirm. Impossible, with Jakes
upper body lying across Codys legs, holding him securely in place and right where Jake wanted
him.
Finally, he stopped and sat up, releasing Cody, not that Cody was going anywhere. His
hands were tied to the bedpost, and he wasnt sure he could move if he wanted to. Vaguely, he
was aware of the sound of tearing paper as Jake opened the small package. Cody felt fumbling at
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his cock but at first he couldnt find the energy to look at what was happening. Then he felt his
shaft being enclosed in something hard and cold, and he raised his head.
Jake had enclosed his soft cock in a small, clear plastic device and he was attaching a tiny
lock to it. As Cody watched in disbelief, Jake clicked the padlock closed and sat back to survey
his handiwork.
There. That should do it. How does it feel? Not too tight, is it?
What-what have you done? Whats that thing on my dick?
Its a cock cage. Youll wear one for the foreseeable future, and Ill hold the key.
Cody strained against the ropes holding him to the bed. What are you talking about? He
began to buck his hips wildly. He didnt like the sound of this. He had to get up and get out of
this room. Jake simply climbed on top of him and held him down with his hips.
Stop struggling. Youll only hurt yourself and youre not going anywhere until you
accept whats happening. He leaned over, putting his hands on either side of Jakes head and
peered into his eyes. Are you going to settle down and listen or do you want a spanking?
What little breath he had managed to suck into his lungs left in a whoosh. A spanking?
What the hell was happening? Maybe he had died after all and was in some kind of hell, though
come to think of it, it they gave blow jobs like the one hed just received in hell, he should have
signed up years before.
It took him a few more minutes of struggling before he exhausted himself and lay panting
for breath underneath Jakes weight. Angry tears leaked from his eyes as he gazed furiously up at
Jake.
Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends.
We are friends. More than friends, damn it. I care about you, and I cant keep standing
by watching you hurt yourself over an asshole like Ben.
Cody turned his head to the side, but Jake put a hand on his chin and turned it back. No,
you dont hide from me. Not ever. Im taking you in hand, Jake McCall, and things will be
different from now on.
What does that even mean? I-I dont understand. Youve neverI thoughtoh hell,
youre not even gay.
Who said I wasnt?
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Cody felt like someone had dashed an icy glass of water in his face. Butall this time
I
I dont define my sexuality as easily as you do, but Im attracted to some men. You, for
example.
But you never said! You never even hinted at it.
Jake regarded him steadily, his gaze giving Cody no quarter, no place to hide. You
werent ready, I thought, for what I had to offer. I like kink, Cody. BDSM. You never gave me
any indication you were into any of that.
Codys eyes went wide. BDSM? Like Masters and slaves? That kind of thing? Why
have I never heard of this before?
Jakes lips twitched. Because I dont advertise my personal life like you do. Cody, Im a
Dom.
A what?
A Dom. A Dominant. To use your terminology, a Master.
Oh my God.
And that look on your face is why Ive never brought it up. I thought you were way too
vanilla to ever be interested in what I had to offer. Then you do this and scare the living shit out
of me. I thought Id lost you, and Id never have the chance to tell you how I feel. He bent down
and kissed Cody like hed never been kissed before in his life. Jakes tongue took control of his
mouth, sweeping over it possessively, claiming it and leaving no doubt in Codys mind that Jake
was staking his claim.
He raised his head and stared down into Codys eyes again. Im through messing around
with you, boy. You belong to me, and I own you. Every inch of you, including this. He held
Codys dick inside its plastic cage in his hand. This will prevent you from getting hard. You can
still piss through it and afterward, youll clean yourself thoroughly with soap and water. This is
my cock and youll take good care of it.
But-but thats crazy. If I cant get hard, then I cant come.
Exactly, and thats the point. Obviously I cant be with you every minute of the day,
though you will move in with me when I get you back home. Since youre not to be trusted with
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your own safety, however, Ill be overseeing that as well. This will ensure you dont take any
more stupid chances with your life.
But you wont let me come? Let him come? When did his voice get so small and soft?
Not unless I want you to. I might allow it after a time, if youre a very good boy.
A shameful thrill shot through Cody at the words and he shuddered. Why was this turning
him on so? His poor cock tried its best to get hard, but the plastic device prevented it. Cody
groaned and squirmed under Jakes hips.
Jake glared down at him. That kind of thing will get you fucked, if youre not careful,
boy, and you still wont come. Youre going to be my bottom boy, and your little hole will be for
my cum. Thats its purpose from now on. Ill administer daily enemas to keep you clean and
ready for me. On our days off, youll wear a butt plug to keep yourself open for me at all times.
Youll do everything to please me, and make me happy. No more focusing on your pleasure to
the point of taking chances with your life. I wont allow you to do that. So until I can trust you,
you wear the cage. From now on, your focus is off your dick. Is that understood?
No, Jake, please. Im not-Im not a-awhat did you call it? A sub?
A submissive, and you dont know what the hell you are. Auto-eroticism is often
practiced by masochists and submissives. And your dick has been trying to get hard ever since
you found out Im a Dom. I think you just might be a sub. Ive been wondering for a while now
and Id finally planned to take you to my club when you got home to test my theory. Then you
pulled this stunt. But whatever you are, make no mistake, Jake, you belong to me. Just like your
cock. End of discussion.
Jake reached above Codys head and untied his hands, rubbing each wrist as he released
him. He stood up and looked down at him. Now get dressed and pack your things. Were
getting out of this dump and into a decent hotel.
Cody sat up, the hard plastic device between his legs not really uncomfortable, but alien
and strange. How can I just walk around in this thing?
By putting one foot in front of the other. Now get ready.
Cody stood up and walked into the bathroom to get his toothbrush and shampoo. He was
actually going to do this. They were actually going to do this. In the last few minutes, Jake had
spoken of spankings, enemas and butt plugs. Cody was wearing a cock cage and as he glanced
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back into the bedroom, he saw Jake slide the key to it on a chain that he wore around his neck.
Codys mind was blown, but he wasnt as freaked out as he probably should be. This was Jake,
after all. His Jake, the man he trusted with his life. Surely his cock would be in good hands with
him too.
He looked down at himself and saw the cage encasing his flesh and he tried to get hard
again. He splashed cold water in his face and steadied himself with his hands on the sink. He had
been selfish and reckless with his safety. Jake was right. If he kept going down this road, there
was no telling what would happen to him. He needed to stop focusing on himself and concentrate
on someone else for a change. And in return, Jake would look out for him. Jake, who had
dropped everything to come down to Florida when he needed him the most. He spread his legs
farther apart and called over his shoulder. Jake, I need you.
Jake came to the door and stared in at him. Sir. From now on, when were alone, youll
address me as Sir.
Yes, Sir. But I was thinking. You gave me a blow jobthe best one I ever had, but you
never got off. I-I want you to fuck me, Sir. Please Sir.
Jake hesitated for only a moment then walked into the room to stand behind Cody. You
realize that your cock will try to get hard when we have sex, and it might cause you some pain.
I know, Sir. But I want to do this for you. I want to learn how to please you.
Then lets start with your enema, and then Ill teach you how to lube and prepare
yourself for me. I have the things I need in the bag.
Cody took a deep breath. Okay, Sir. Thank you, Sir.
His Dom smiled at him in the mirror and patted his ass. Good boy. But no matter how
good you are, I still wont let you come for a long, long time.
Cody gulped and gave him a tremulous smile back. I know, Sir. Im ready to take my
punishment and learn to beto be a good boy for you.
Excellent, Jake said and pinched his bottom. Then lets begin.

The End
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Jake and Codys story continues in The Submissive

Available August 2014

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Shannon West currently lives in the South with her husband and family. A lover and
avid reader of M/M romances, she began writing them a few years ago and now has over forty
short stories, novellas, and novels to her credit. She was a finalist in the Rainbow Awards for
2013 and very honored to be an All Romance Ebooks Top Ten Author for 2013. She loves men
and everything about them, and believes that love is love, no matter the gender. She mostly
spends her days at the keyboard, trying to elude housework, which stalks her relentlessly.

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ADDITIONAL DHP TITLES BY SHANNON WEST

THE BLACKWATER FALLS SERIES (WITH SUSAN E SCOTT)
DARK OF THE MOON
PLAN B
COUGAR COUNTRY
FEELING NO PAIN

THE HALF BREED CHRONICLES

ALPHAS MOON

W.R.A.I.T.H.
BLOOD PRINCE

STREET ANGEL
THE EDUCTION OF NICHOLAS (WITH SUSAN E SCOTT)
MASTERING MATTHEW
MASTERING AMANDA (WITH SUSAN E SCOTT)
THE CHRISTMAS SLAVE (DEAR SANTAAN EROTIC COLLECTION OF HOLIDAY
STORIES)
LOVE TAPS
COPY CAT
CUPID INC (RED HOT VALENTINES)
SET THE NIGHT ON FIRE (WITH REMY DEVEREAUX)
BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR (HOT, STRONG, AND IRISH)

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