Ties that bind, part 3

Tin stood in front of his family home, his mouth in a tight line. He hadn't brought Can with him, because he thought that seeing Can when he confronted his brother might remind him too much of what might have happened to him, and he would let his anger get the better of him. He clasped the bundle of papers, and a CD, to his chest, knowing he had prepared well for this day. He felt a pang of sympathy for his father, but he squashed it. He was partly to blame for it.

Two hours later, Tin was back home, and Can's legs were wrapped up around his waist, held up by Tin's arms under his butt, his lips hungry on his. Tin sighed happily, he hadn't even made it two feet inside their flat when Can had jumped into his arms. He was home.

"How was it? Was it awful? Did Tul confess? What did your father say? Why aren't you answering?!"

Tin whirled him around and around, laughing. "Never change, my love." He kissed Can thoroughly, then carried him to the sofa. "Tul is finished. My father now knows what Tul is, and what he's done. To me in the past, and to you. He was horrified, and couldn't stop apologising to me, when he saw all the evidence I had gathered." Tin recalled the scene in his father's office. "It was hard to see him so disillusioned, Can, despite everything."

"But what happened with Tul?" Can demanded.

"Apparently there have been some issues in the company, money gone missing, and my father had started to suspect Tul. He hadn't wanted to believe it was him, but now... My father gave Tul two options: either take a post in China, in our new branch, or refuse and become the focus of the internal investigation. You should have seen Tul's face. It was as good as an admission, and my father knew it. Tul took the offer. He's flying to Beijing tomorrow. My father gave him an ultimatum. If he ever causes trouble again for me, or for you, or anyone else I'm close to, my father will not only kick him out of the company, but hand all the evidence he will gather to the police."

Can crowed with pleasure and a sense of justice having prevailed. "Serves him right!"

"Yes..." Tin said, his face clouded.

"Why aren't you happier?" Tin asked.

"He was my brother. I never understood why he hated me so much. And he said some awful things when I left." Tin refused to say more, as it involved Can. How dare he speak like that about the love of Tin's life! He shook with anger when he thought about it.

"What can I do?" Can asked.

"Why do you like being tied so much?" Tin asked out of the blue.

"What...? Oh," Can said and thought. "I told you it makes me feel safe, knowing I'm in your hands. And being so helpless makes everything feel so much more intensely. It's like my whole world is narrowed down to just you, and what you are doing to me, and everything else fades away."

"Perhaps I should give it a try," Tin said.

"What?! You'd let me tie you up?" Can's eyes were round.

Tin smiled. "Not just that. I think it's time you topped me, don't you think?"

Can's mouth made a perfect O and for a moment he was speechless. "You're sure?"

"I see how much you enjoy it. Maybe I'm missing out. And today I could use the distraction of trying something new. Besides, I'm so angry that it's best I don't make love to you now. I'm angry with Tul, enough to kill him, and that guy who dared put his hands on you. I will never make love to you when I'm angry. I might hurt you without meaning to. Why? Don't you want to?"

"Hell yes, I want to!" Can said, his eyes still bugging. "Shia! I don't know what to do, now."

Can's flustered face made Tin laugh. "Well, I know the safe word. Peaches. What's next?"

"Right. And... tell me what I can do?"

"Anything."

"Anything?"

"Everything you have agreed to, nothing that you have ruled out."

"You were serious about me topping you...?" Can asked, his excitement rising.

"Yes, Can. It might be just this once, but now, yes, I want you to top me."

"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!"

Tin laughed when Can jumped up from the bed and stripped himself hurriedly. "Slow down, baby. I'm not going to run away."

Can looked a little sheepish, and stood there, shaking a little, both from excitement and the cool air con. He frowned and turned the air con down a little, and then helped Tin undress as well. When Tin lay back, now nude and eager, judging from the massive erection he was sporting, Can had to take a breath. Tin looked like a god, and Can could hardly believe what they were about to do.

Can grabbed the leather straps from the drawer which had been accumulating sex toys. He held one out to Tin, who put his hands together wordlessly and let Can tie them together, then tie the end of the straps to the head of the bed. Can looked at his legs, and decided against them. "I want you to wrap your legs around me when I'm inside you," Can said, and Tin had to take deep breath. He tested the straps, and found that he couldn't move his arms. He felt a flutter of doubt, but pushed it aside. If Can could do this, he could, too.

"You're like a delicious buffet," Can murmured, and Tin chuckled. Can and food. Can licked a path down to Tin's chest and Tin arched his back, only to brought up short by the leather straps. He tried to focus on Can's tongue, but couldn't help but pull against the bindings. He forced himself to lie back down, and relax, and focus on what Can was doing. It worked for a little while.

Can was nibbling at Tin's nipples, but something was off. The room was too quiet and it was putting Can off his mood. Usually Tin was already moaning by now, his nipples being two of his most sensitive spots. Can looked at Tin, the tense set of his shoulders, his closed eyes and tight jaw, and reached up to untie his hands.

"Can?"

"You didn't enjoy it. It's only fun if you do."

"I'm sorry. I wanted to..."

"No need to. You don't have to enjoy all the same things as I do, that's not how this works. We try things, and only continue if they feel good to both. Now grab that headrest, and don't you dare move your hands."

Tin smiled, and did as he was told. "Kiss me, my love," he whispered, and Can scampered upward eagerly, and slammed his lips on Tin's. The kiss left them both panting, and Tin could feel himself grow hard again. He had almost lost his erection in his unhappiness about being tied down, even just by his hands.

This time, when Can bent his head to lick his nipple, Tin growled and arched his chest to get him to suckle deeper. Even thought he was under orders not to move his hands from the headrest, the simple knowledge that he could, if he wanted to, made all the difference.

"Much better," Can murmured against his chest.

Can took his time, lavishing attention on Tin's chest, and his tense stomach, finding all of their favourite places to lick and nip, until Tin finally growled him to hurry. He was achingly hard now, Can's clever tongue and eager lips had done their work.

Can blew on Tin's hard cock teasingly, and it twitched. Can hummed with pleasure and licked the head tentatively. Tin's breath whooshed out of him, and he lifted his hips in a wordless demand for Can to swallow him. Can purred and he swallowed the tip of his cock into his mouth, and suckled at it, his eyes closed to concentrate on how Tin felt in his mouth. The mouth not being enough for either of them, Can licked his palm and started to stroke at the base of his shaft, moving in unison with his mouth.

"Aaahhh... Can! Don't stop!"

When Tin was starting to tremble, moaning constantly now, Can started to prepare him. As this was the first time he was going to do it to Tin, he took his time. Can had rimmed Tin bud a few times, which they had both enjoyed, but this was the first time Tin had allowed even Can's finger inside him. Tin tensed when Can's lubed up finger pushed into him slowly. The feeling was foreign and not particularly pleasant, but it wasn't painful.

"You're so tight. Are you alright? Try and relax," Can said, and started to lick Tin's cock again to give him something else to think about.

"Just get on with it," Tin growled, trying to focus on Can's mouth rather than his fingers. When Can felt him relax, he started moving the finger inside him, then slowly pushed in two. That made Tin tense up again, and Can spent time focusing on his cock, until Tin got used to the feeling. Three fingers were a tight fit, and Tin winced. Can kept his fingers immobile and sucked Tin's cock in his mouth, swallowing it all the way in to the root. Tin's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt Can's throat convulse against the head of his cock, and he lifted his hips involuntarily, forgetting all about the fingers in his ass. 

Can hummed and began to move his fingers gently, finding the tight passage giving way now more, and he reached around for the bundle of nerves inside him. Tin's breath whooshed out of him and Can hummed again. Can rubbed him there, while sucking his cock, and Tin's legs shook. If this was how good being a bottom felt, he was all for it.

Can reached for a condom with his free hand, and pulled his fingers slowly from Tin's ass so he could roll it on. They hadn't discussed it beforehand, but Can thought doing it raw might be too much for Tin's first time. The condom would make sure he was slippery enough for the tightness inside Tin. Can's lips were still working on Tin's erection, keeping his mind occupied, and he pushed his fingers back inside Tin when the condom was on.

"Ready?" Can asked, his voice hoarse.

"Mmmm," Tin said, nervous but determined. Can lifted his ass and put a pillow under it.

"I want to see your face," Can whispered, and moved to kneel between Tin's legs. He was nervous, too, but eager to try. It blew his mind that Tin had agreed to this, and he wanted to do his best for him.

Can started to push slowly inside Tin, inch by inch. The heat inside Tin took Can by surprise, and he groaned. Tin winced, then begged Can to stop, the pain going over his endurance. Can pulled back a little, then held in place, and leaned up to kiss Tin. It was clear that Tin was quite uncomfortable, but his pain receded after a moment and Can pushed in deeper. Then with a last push, finally Can was all the way in. Tin held him close, and Can stopped moving, both of them focusing on how they were feeling.

Tin couldn't believe Can enjoyed being bottom so much. Can had even cum a few times from the first penetration, but Tin only felt discomfort, both physical and emotional. This wasn't how it was supposed to be! He was the top, some small part in his mind cried out. But no, he was doing this for Can, for them. He only needed practise, Tin told himself, but couldn't quite convince himself.

Can was... underwhelmed. It felt nice to be inside Tin, he was hot and tight, but it felt like nothing compared to having Tin inside him. He didn't really see what the fuss was about. Maybe if he tried moving?

It took them a while to find a rhythm that worked for both of them, but no matter how Can tried, or what angle he used, he didn't find what he was looking for. The discomfort had faded, but at best it felt pleasant to Tin, even when Can hit his prostate again. Can's fingers had felt better, rubbing inside him, and it had increased his pleasure, but this...? 

Finally, with a growl, Can pulled out of Tin completely and took the condom off.

"What...?" Tin asked, but clued on when Can grabbed the lube and rubbed some on Tin's cock. Then Can straddled Tin and pushed down impatiently, swallowing Tin's cock slowly inside his tight canal. Can's head flung back and he moaned, a sound that Tin realised he hadn't been making while Can had been inside him. Tin grabbed Can's hips, and pushed into him eagerly, with relief and pleasure.

"Oh baby, you feel so good," they gasped at the same time. Their eyes locked and they started to laugh. Tin's heart leapt up, and he wrapped his arms around Can, pulling him close to his chest.

Can leaned into the kiss, and their kiss ignited their passions, which had flagged for a moment. Can raised his hips up and then slammed himself down, making Tin groan. Oh, there was the sound Can had missed! He raised himself up again and slammed down even harder, his cock starting to leak all over Tin's stomach.

"Oh yes, baby... ride me... give me that ass," Tin groaned, and Can obeyed, grinding himself on the cock throbbing inside him, his head flopping back. But he needed more, harder, deeper.

"So good..." Can moaned. He lifted his legs until he could squat, his feet firmly planted on the bed next to Tin, and leaned forward to brace himself on his arms next to Tin's chest. Tin looked up at his ecstatic face, then slid his eyes down to watch where they were joined, and his breath caught at the sight. All was right in the world. His hips starting thrusting up into Can, and Can's voice rose into a breathless whine.

Then... "There, right there!" Can cried out, and Tin focused on hitting that spot with every thrust, Can meeting him half way. His legs started to shake, and he bucked faster and faster, chasing his orgasm greedily now, and the sound of Tin's groans told him that Tin was already close. It was a race now to see who came first, and Tin reached the end first.

"Can... now! Aaahhh...!" Tin cried out and pushed up into Can frantically, and he cried again when he felt Can's tight hole convulse around him, and he opened his eyes just in time to see Can's cock spurt all over his stomach. God he loved it when Can came hands free, just from the pleasure of Tin's cock thrusting inside him.

"Nothing... better... in the... world..." Tin groaned, as he spent his cum inside Can. Can rode out his climax for a little longer, shaking like a leaf, until his legs gave out and he collapsed on Tin's cum soaked chest.

"Well, that was enlightening," Can said, when they were back on the bed, after a quick shower, lying comfortably in each other's arms.

"Mmmm," Tin said, his hands working their soothing magic on Can's back.

"I don't think we'll try either again."

"No, I think not. I really didn't like being tied up," Tin confessed.

"I noticed. Why didn't you say anything?"

"You let me tie you up, I thought I should return the favour at least once."

"I don't want you to do anything you don't enjoy, Tin. Besides, it wasn't working for me, either. You were too quiet, and I like the noises you make when you enjoy yourself."

"It wasn't anything you were doing wrong, it just pushed all the wrong buttons for me."

"And topping you was... hmmmm. It wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. It just didn't feel right," Can said, in his typical, blunt honesty.

"No, I don't get why you like it so much," Tin said.

"I can't explain it. It's both physical and emotional. I love how it feels, I love that it's you, I love that you just take me, you know? Especially when I'm powerless to stop you."

"Oh baby, I love that, too. And I'm glad we tried it the other way around. Now we both know. Are you okay? If you don't get to top me again?"

Can blew his breath out contemplatively. "Yes, it was nothing special. Don't get me wrong, I thought it would be hot, but it just..." he flapped his hands dismissively.

"... didn't feel right."

"Mmmm. I didn't hurt you, did I?

"A little, which was unavoidable, and you stopped every time when you saw that. It doesn't hurt now," Tin said, and clenched experimentally. "Ahh... A little sore. But nothing too bad."

"Good. I would hate for you to be in pain. How about just my fingers inside you? You seemed to like that."

"Mmmm. It took some getting used to, but it felt good eventually."

"So can I do that again, another time?"

Tin shifted a little uncomfortably. "Let's see how it goes. Maybe one day when you're deep throating me again. It feels so good that I hardly notice anything else."

Can smiled and slithered a little lower. "I didn't get to finish you that way just now," he said and licked Tin's semi hard cock from root to tip. "Would you like that, now?"

When Can's mouth claimed him again, Tin forgot everything else, his evil brother, his disappointing father, even though he had come through in the end. He didn't need leather ties around his wrists to focus on what mattered. There was Can, and their love, and that was all he needed. 

Tin looked at Can's beloved face, his eyes closed with bliss, his lips closed around his cock, curling into a slight smile, and he gave himself to Can's loving mouth and hands. 

"You're so good to me, Can... my Cantaloupe... mmmmhh... oh... oh... oh... aahhh...!"