A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 2 Author’s Note Originally figures of ancient mythology, satyrs were half-man, half-goat creatures who were companions and followers of the Greek god of wine and the inspirer of ritual madness and ecstasy, Bacchus. Satyrs lived for sex with all women in general and particularly with fairies. Eventually the fairies disappeared, and satyrs turned their carnal appetites exclusively toward humans. Over the centuries, satyrs bred with humans, resulting in creatures whose appearance varies from the classic satyr to those with only a tail and small horns. As a remnant of their magical past, many satyrs are long-lived and possess a special gift or talent that develops as they grow and mature, such as weaving erotic and sensual dreams as well as nightmares. Over time, it was determined that dream weaving posed many risks and that the dreams of others should be left alone. In order to give satyrs another outlet for their hedonistic tendencies, the monthly satyr gathering, the Bacchanal, was created. This gathering is held beneath the full moon, and most satyrs are drawn to it, driven by an internal need. The Bacchanal is a night of stories, wine, music, and massive amounts of sex, lasting from sundown to sunrise. In keeping with the satyr tradition of storytelling, here are some of the stories of the Bacchanal.
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Chapter 1
I DON’T usually come to places like this, but I was feeling adventurous, looking for something different, and I felt like I was drawn to the place for some reason. Like something in the back of my mind telling me this was the right place. I can’t explain it, but I know that as a satyr, I occasionally get these feelings and I just have to go with it. Besides, I figured I could always just leave. The bar was busy, but not packed, with men dressed mostly in leather. I was wearing a pair of old, tight jeans and a tight black t-shirt that showed off my chest. I was hoping I wouldn’t stick out too much. Looking around, I realized there were a few other people dressed like me, so I didn’t feel too out of place. Walking up to the bar, I caught the bartender’s eye. He was a big man with black, crew-cut hair, a black beard, bulging arms, and a barrel chest. He didn’t speak, just raised an eyebrow. I ordered a beer. He pulled it from the tap and placed it in front of me, holding up three fingers. I handed him a five and told him to keep the change. I actually got a quick smile in response. Turning around and leaning against the bar, I looked around the room. There were a number of guys milling around. Top, dominant men sat at tables watching as the bottoms and submissives wound their way through the room. Occasionally one of the tops would latch onto one of the circulating boys, talk to him for a while, and they’d either separate, settle in at the table, or leave together. Ahhh, the leather mating dance.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 4 I paid only cursory attention to the individuals as they wound around the room. I was really just here to check out the scene for a story I was writing, doing research you might say, or at least that was my original intent. So I took a seat at the end of the bar near the wall and watched. It was one of the things I did best. As the evening wore on, I noticed a large leather man, definitely a top, sitting at the other end of the bar. He looked handsome, if a little disheveled, with clipped dark hair that had grown out a little, dark skin, a broad chest with what looked like clipped chest hair, and deep eyes that told me he hadn’t slept well lately. He wasn’t drinking heavily, just slowly and steadily. I noticed that no one in the bar approached him; in fact everyone seemed to give him a wide berth. The stool next to his had remained empty even when the bar got busy. The only person who came close to him was the bartender, who just refilled his drink when it got empty. I caught the bartender’s eye and he walked over. I’d been tipping him well all night, so I figured I’d press my luck. “What’s with him?” I tilted my head in the direction of tall, dark, and broody at the other end of the bar. The bartender’s expression changed and he actually looked protective. Without turning around he whispered, “He was top dog until he got his heart broken a few months ago.” “Is he a friend of yours?” I didn’t look at the man, not wanting to draw his attention. “Yeah. He was … er … is a great guy.” I nodded and got up from my stool. “Don’t go near him. He’s been real ornery lately, punched a guy out last week just for talking to him.” I don’t know why, but I felt I had to approach him. Physically he was my type, but I usually like my
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 5 men with less attitude and wearing less hardware. Taking a deep breath, I walked around the bar and sat on the empty stool next to him, ordered a beer, and asked him if I could buy him a refill. “Grrrrrr,” the growl came from deep in his chest. If he didn’t look so menacing, I’d have thought he was purring instead of growling. I ignored him and ordered a refill anyway. The bartender poured it and I paid for both drinks, then he dashed away. Mr. Growly downed the drink in a gulp, stood up behind his stool, and grabbed me by the back of my neck, lifting me to my feet. I heard a sharp intake of breath from the other men in the bar and I saw him pull his arm back for a punch. My right arm sprang forward and I grabbed his wrist, hard, pressing my thumb into the tendons. He was so shocked he froze, looking into my eyes. I stared right back at him and waited. Finally, I felt the tension leave his wrist and I lowered my eyes for a second to let him know I wasn’t there to fight him. He lowered his arm and I let go of his wrist. I’m not hugely muscular, but I am strong, and besides, his eyes had already told me he didn’t have much fight in him anyway. Conversation in the bar returned to normal as the likelihood of a fight diminished. I watched as his expression changed from defiance to defeat in a heartbeat. Who’d hurt him so badly? Damn … here was a normally dominant, confident man behaving like a whipped dog. At least I knew why I’d felt so drawn to this place. Each satyr has a special gift and mine is the ability to heal. Physical wounds are easy, but spiritual wounds, like his, can be more difficult. I stood in front of him, looking him in the eyes. “You want to stay here?” He didn’t say anything. “Come on, then.” I turned around and headed toward the exit, without turning around to see if he would follow
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 6 me. I was fairly certain he would, and right now I needed to show strength and certainty. I heard his footsteps behind me and turned around. Instead of walking tall, he was slumped a little. It was still light out as I walked to my car and waited for him to catch up. Without saying a word, he climbed into the passenger seat. When he’d shut the door and pulled on his seatbelt, I turned to him. “What’s your name?” For a second, I thought I saw some fire and attitude in his eyes, but it burned out quickly. “Ted.” I extended my hand, “I’m Dartham.” It took a second for him to remember his manners and then he took my hand in a strong grip. “Can you give me directions to your place, Ted?” He nodded, and I started the car. He sat passively in the passenger seat, speaking only to give directions, while I drove the few blocks to his house. I parked in front and followed him up to the door. He opened the door with his key, turned on a light, and motioned me inside. The house was furnished with nice, simple, modern furniture, but the room gave me a sense of neglect. The tables were dusty and the carpet hadn’t been vacuumed. The place wasn’t dirty, just neglected and a little disheveled. It was as though he’d put his life and himself on hold for a while. “Would you like a drink?” Those were the most words he’d said to me, and I could finally hear his voice, rich and deep. “Thank you.” He went into the kitchen, and I wandered around the living room. Against one of the walls was a chrome and glass shelving unit with colorful art glass pieces and some photographs. As my eyes wandered over the photos, I noticed a lot of pictures of Ted with another man − on the beach, skiing, at parties. In one picture, a shirtless Ted had his arms around the other man, also shirtless. They looked happy
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 7 together. I heard Ted coming in from the kitchen, so I wandered over to the sofa and sat down. Ted handed me a beer and sat on the other end of the sofa. “Ted, do you know why I’m here?” I turned to look at him in the face, making sure to meet his eyes. “Because you’re pushy and want to get laid.” He’d returned my gaze and looked so serious, I just had to chuckle. “No, Ted… Well … I am pushy, but my purpose isn’t to get laid. I’m here to help you.” I kept my voice level and matter of fact. “Are you some sort of shrink or something? ’Cause if you are, you can leave now.” Ted folded his arms across his chest and glared at me. “No, Ted, I’m not a shrink.” Slowly, I got up and moved to sit next to him on the sofa. I reached up and gently stroked his smooth cheek. He’d obviously shaved just before going to the bar. I saw him close his eyes and he actually leaned into my touch. Turning his chin with my hand, I brought my lips to his, gently pressing our mouths together. At first he did nothing, but eventually he responded and I felt his lips move against mine, first softly, then with more force and energy. I parted my lips slightly and felt his tongue slip inside, exploring my mouth. Each movement seemed so uncertain, so tentative and I knew this was unusual for a man who was used to being in charge. I kept kissing him, deciding if he wasn’t going to take charge, I was. Scooting closer, I actually climbed onto his lap, sitting across his legs, then pressed my lips to his, pulling on his lips, tugging and sucking on his tongue. Drawing back slightly, I saw that Ted’s eyes were closed, well, not just closed, but squeezed shut, like he was trying to cut himself off. “Ted, open your eyes.”
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 8 His deep, brown eyes opened slowly, finally looking me in the face. I looked back, whispering, “God, you’re a handsome man.” I leaned forward and started kissing him again, but this time I felt his hand caress my leg through my jeans, his tongue pressing into my mouth as his lips took charge of the kiss, pulling and nibbling on mine. I responded by wrapping my arms around his neck and caressing the back of his head. His arms wrapped around my back, pulling me to his body as he started to kiss me powerfully, and I let him take charge. How long we kissed, I have no idea. I was in no hurry and neither was he. Ted was a strong kisser and the man tasted good, really good, with just a hint of the whiskey he’d been drinking at the bar. I moaned softly into his kiss as his long tongue tickled the roof of my mouth. I’d never felt that before and it was wonderful. Ted started to shift me to the sofa, laying me on the cushions. I whispered, “Ted, why don’t we move to the bedroom?” “Yeah,” Ted stood up and scooped me into his big, powerful arms and carried me through the living room, down the hall, and to his bedroom, where he set me on the huge bed. I looked up at his big eyes, and sitting up, wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. I love kissing and I’m good at it, but this man was a master. Slowly, he climbed onto the bed, lying next to me. I curled up next to this mountain of a man, holding him tightly. “Ted, this isn’t you.” I knew he wouldn’t normally let anyone comfort him like this, much less someone he’d met just a few hours earlier. “How do you know?” There was no fight in his words, only sadness and confusion. I ignored the question, returning the focus to him. “What happened?” I really wasn’t sure he was going to tell me, but I was
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 9 determined to give it a try. Ted said nothing and didn’t move, so I prompted further, “Was it the young man in the pictures in the living room?” I saw his head nod, but he said nothing. I waited for Ted to make up his mind to trust me. Finally, he started to talk. “I met Brad about two years ago. He was a sub and I thought he was the cutest thing I’d ever seen. What started as just hot sex grew into much more.” “You fell in love with him, didn’t you?” I could see it in his eyes, but he needed to tell me; he needed to get it out in the open. “Yeah, I did. I fell in a big way, and I thought he loved me too − at least he said he did. But after almost two years together, I found out he was seeing someone else, one of the other tops at the bar. He’d been going behind my back for months.” He started to breathe deeply, trying to keep control of himself. “When I asked him why he’d done it, he said I was a lousy lover who didn’t give him what he needed or wanted and hadn’t in a long time.” I didn’t say anything, just waited for him to continue. “I kicked him out of the house and I haven’t seen him for a few months, but it still hurts and I miss him something awful.” Ted was desperately trying to keep himself together. I waited until he got hold of his emotions. “Ted, if he came through your front door right now begging on his hands and knees, would you take him back?” I looked him straight in the eyes. The answer to my question seemed to surprise him. “No.” He actually smiled and his eyes widened, “No, I wouldn’t, I’d turn him around and tell him goodbye.” “Then I think you need to do that.” He looked at me quizzically. “Do you have a box?” He nodded. “Then get it, go out in the living room,
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 10 and put all the pictures of him in the box and put them in a closet somewhere out of sight. And each time you put a picture in the box, tell Brad ‘goodbye.’ Then come back in here, I’ll be waiting for you.” He looked at me curiously and scowled before leaving the room with a soft grumble. Soon, I heard him moving around the living room. Then I heard a quiet “Goodbye, Brad,” then a little louder one, and then a louder one. I continued listening as I got ready for Ted’s return. It took Ted about 15 minutes to pack away all of the pictures. I heard a door open and close and footsteps on the hallway floor. A figure froze in the bedroom doorway, and gasped … then silence. I was lying on my back on the bed wearing nothing but a pair of tight, white briefs, my arms at my sides, my head on Ted’s pillow. Ted actually gulped as I looked into his eyes. “I take it you like what you see?” He nodded. I knew I was fairly good-looking, tall, lean, strong without being bulky, light blonde hair, and smooth skin with a slight tan. Most satyrs are attractive, but I’d never gotten a reaction like Ted’s from anyone before and I couldn’t help smiling. He just stood in the doorway and stared as I looked up into his eyes. “Quite a difference from the boys and submissives you’re used to?” Again, Ted just nodded without shifting his eyes from me. Lifting myself from the bed, I slowly stepped to where Ted was standing. He reached for me, but I stepped back. I wasn’t ready for him to take control, yet… “Ted, we got rid of what’s-his-name.” I flipped my hand in dismissal and Ted smiled. “When what’s-his-name left, he said you were a lousy lover.” I looked him over from head to toe. “Somehow, I doubt that.” I brought my lips to Ted’s, kissing him gently, while my fingers opened the buttons of his shirt. “When was the last time someone did things for you, not because you told them too, but because they wanted
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 11 to, just for you?” He said nothing, but the look in his eyes told me it was a foreign concept. I continued unbuttoning his shirt, opening it wide before slipping it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. We continued kissing as I opened the buckle of his belt and slowly slid down the zipper on his tight leather pants before sliding them past his hips and down his legs. His hard cock bounced free and I smiled, realizing he was enjoying this as much as I was. Ted toed off his shoes and stepped out of his pants. I stepped back, and the sight of this man took my breath away and made my cock throb on my briefs. I mean, I’d seen gorgeous men in my time, plenty of them, but this man was my absolute physical ideal. He was my height, but outweighed me by a good 30 lean pounds, with dark tanned skin, a narrow waist, broad shoulders, a strong chest covered with clipped dark hair tapered to his waist, and deep, dark, almost black eyes. I continued stepping back until I reached the bed, sitting on the edge of the mattress. Ted stepped forward, clamped his lips to mine, and pressed me back onto the bed. I wrapped my arms around his strong back and held on. Ted positioned me with my head on the pillow, his pillow. I could tell it was the one he used because it smelled like him, all musky and rich. A leg slipped between mine, hands caressed my stomach and chest, lips assaulted mine, and I gave back as good as he gave me. This man was a terrific kisser and when he took a quick break, I thrust forward, my tongue slipping into his mouth, exploring, tasting him. I felt his now throbbing cock through my briefs and I moaned into his kiss as I ran my hands down his back, grabbing his hard, firm butt cheeks with my hand. Ted’s head rose quickly and he looked into my face. I actually thought he was going to growl at me, but I leaned forward and captured his lips with mine, kissing him with everything I had, giving him everything I had, determined to give him as good as he was giving me.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 12 The weight of Ted’s body pressed me into the mattress as his lips moved to my neck, biting, nibbling and sucking. I knew I’d have a mark, but I didn’t care, his mouth felt so good. Ted’s lips moved to the other side and I felt his sucking and nibbling, his lips driving me wild with desire. His lips moved again, this time to my nipples where he licked and swirled until they were hard. Then he gently bit each one, not enough to hurt, but just enough for a little zing. I cried out softly at the incredible sensation. Damn, this Brad was an idiot if he thought Ted was a lousy lover. After working my nipples with his mouth until they ached, he brought his lips back to mine, kissing me again and again, while he sat up in the bed, pulling my body up with him. I shifted on the bed, slipped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck as his arms curled around my back, pulling my chest to his. The feel of his clipped chest hair against my smooth chest sent a shiver through my body and I moved against him, relishing the sensation. The strong hands on my back moved down past the waistband of my briefs, slipping inside, cupping my butt, fingers teasing along my crack. I moaned into his mouth as he tickled my opening with his finger before withdrawing his hand. Ted shifted us again, resting me back on the bed. I felt his fingers slip into the waistband of my briefs before they were tugged down and off my body. “Jesus, you’re incredible.” The words were barely audible, almost as though he was saying them to himself. I whispered into the ear I was nibbling, “You’re pretty incredible yourself, you know.” He smiled as he leaned forward, capturing my mouth again as I pulled him back onto my body. His weight felt solid, reassuring, and I loved the feel of his chest against mine along with those kisses that made my spirit soar. I’m naturally quite hedonistic and Ted was pushing all the right buttons. Ted’s hands slid beneath my body, cupping and kneading my ass. I lifted my hips to give him access and he took that as an invitation. His
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 13 fingers probed my butt, stroking along my crease, fingering my opening until I was moaning steadily into his strong kisses. I felt his finger press for entrance and he pulled his head back from mine, his eyes asking, “Okay?” “God, yes, Ted.” He reached to the nightstand, lubing his fingers while I raised my legs, giving him access to the most private part of myself. Ted slipped in a finger, “Has it been a while?” I nodded and he slowly slipped in a long, beefy finger. “It has been quite a while − you’re so tight, so hot.” He leaned over my body, kissing me as he slowly moved his finger in and out, curling it slightly to hit my pleasure center. “Damn, Ted, do that again.” He did, again and again, until my body was quivering with ecstasy. He then added a second finger, slowly and deliberately. God, I wish all my lovers had been this considerate over the years. When he’d inserted the second finger completely, he fucked me with his fingers, moving them inside me while his other hand stroked my balls, making my cock twitch with each movement. With his fingers buried inside me, Ted reached to the nightstand for a condom. The fingers disappeared and I heard the sound of a package opening. A few seconds later, I felt the head of Ted’s cock at my entrance. He looked deep into my eyes as he pressed forward into my body. Initially I resisted, but I concentrated hard, willing the muscles to relax. “Damn, Dar, you’re so tight and hot.” His voice was breathy as he slid into my body. Ted felt incredible. His cock was perfect, filling me nicely. He held still, giving me time to adjust. I pushed against him and he began to move, pulling out and then sliding back into me, slowly at first and then increasing his speed and intensity. As Ted thrust into me, he moved his
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 14 hips in a sort of circular motion and each stroke glanced over my prostate, sending me flying on wings of pleasure. “Jesus Ted, where did you learn that? Fuuccckkkk.” I could barely breathe as he continued his relentless, passionate, deliriously wonderful assault on my body and senses. “More, Ted, give me more.” He picked up the pace slightly while his fingers gently pinched and tweaked my now aching nipples, making them throb with each touch. “Kiss me, Ted.” He leaned forward, kissing me hard, his hips never missing a beat. “You’re incredible.” “Fuck, Dar,” he huffed, while he continued his relentless thrusting, and I pressed back against him, meeting every thrust, every movement. I was sweating up a storm, my head thrown back on the pillow, my mouth open in a silent cry. Ted’s hand stroked my cock, his finger pressing against the slit, his thumb caressing the head. “I’m gonna come!” I roared, as my balls churned and boiled, begging for release. “Yeah, Dar! Come for me, come for me hard!” Ted pulled on my cock with a hard, powerful stroke and I erupted, shooting a geyser onto my stomach and chest, shouting, “Jesus, Ted, you’re gonna kill me!” My cock throbbed and pumped for what seemed like a lifetime. I was covered with the most powerful orgasmic release I could ever remember in my life. I was still breathing like a marathon runner as Ted continued his relentless assault on my ass. I could tell he was close. “Yeah, Ted, fill me! Show me how you love it.” “Fuck!” Ted shouted, as his cock throbbed deep inside me, and I felt every movement as his cock jumped and pulsed, filling the condom.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 15 We were both still breathing heavily as Ted pulled out of my body, slipped off the condom, and went into the bathroom. He came back a minute later with a warm cloth and a towel. I reached for it, but he pushed my hand away and gently cleaned me up while he softly kissed my lips. Setting the cloth and towel on the floor, he climbed in bed, pulling me to him, smirking wickedly, “Damn, you’re gonna have some lurid marks on your neck. I guess I got a little carried away.” He was smiling and I guess he was secretly proud of his work, as he should be. I replied softly, “I’ll have a souvenir,” as I gently touched the base of my neck. Actually, the marks would probably be gone in a day or so − satyrs heal fast. Ted curled his arms around my back, settling himself on the bed and pulling me on top of him, his hands stroking my back and butt. “Ted, what’s-his-name was so full of shit.” “What do you mean?” His eyes clouded for just a second. “You are not a lousy lover. You’re incredible.” The look on his face told me he doubted my words. I stroked his cheeks with both hands, “You’re the best lover I’ve had in a long time.” “Will you stay the night?” I saw Ted’s eyes dart to the bed in a shy gesture. I nodded and smiled, “Happily.” I rested my head on his chest, listening to his breathing and the steady beat of his heart. After a while, I started to get restless and sat up on the bed next to Ted. He sat up as well, leaning against the pillows. “Ted, why do you think the breakup with Brad was so hard on you? I mean, you’ve had many people come in and out of your life over the years, right?” He nodded. “So why did Brad have such an effect on
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 16 you?” Ted seemed at a complete loss for words and he just shrugged, looking confused and lost again. I leaned forward, kissing him gently on the lips, “Could it be that with the other men, you were looking for what made this happy?” I gently reached between his legs and hefted his silky, soft cock in my hand. “With Brad, you also felt something here.” I placed my hand on his chest, right over his heart. Ted nodded, “I guess I actually fell in love with him.” I nodded and leaned closer. “And Ted, it doesn’t matter if you’re a big, strong, studly top, a broken heart still hurts.” Ted nodded and actually smiled. “It makes it harder because you thought you’d found someone who satisfied both.” I hefted his cock and pressed my hand to his heart. Without removing my hands, I added softly, “I’ll tell you a secret. If you find someone who fills your heart,” I patted my hand gently on his chest, “this goes along for the ride,” I squeezed his cock gently between my fingers. “And what a ride it can be, definitely one not to be missed.” “What are you saying?” “Follow your heart and you’ll be happier than you could ever imagine.” His hands on the back of my head pulled me into a deep kiss. After the kiss, I felt Ted put his hand on my chest. “Did you ever find someone who could fill your heart?” “Yeah,” I looked deep into Ted’s eyes, “but I wasn’t what he needed.” I released the breath I was holding. I had to be careful, because I knew I could fall for Ted, but I also knew I wasn’t what he needed. Unlike humans, satyrs know almost instantly if someone could be right for
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 17 them and I knew he could be right for me, but I was afraid that I wasn’t going to be right for Ted. It was still early, so after kissing awhile, Ted got up and pulled on a pair of boxers before handing me my briefs. “I was wondering if you’d like the house tour?” Pulling on my underwear, I agreed, “That’d be nice.” I followed Ted through the house, my eyes glued to his firm butt. As we walked down the hall, he turned and looked at me with a curious grin. “What are you looking at?” “Your butt.” He looked at me like, “you aren’t going there.” I stepped forward, grabbed his butt with my hands, and whispered, “I can’t help admiring nature at its finest. I mean, damn…” I squeezed his cheeks gently with my fingers. Ted rolled his eyes and continued walking. I’m glad he had a sense of humor. Ted showed me through the house. It was a bungalow built in the twenties with great oak woodwork and floors. Ted then led me to the basement and into what he called the playroom. The black room had a table with restraints attached to it, a cage in the corner, chains suspended from the ceiling, and hooks in the floor. There was also a black chest of drawers that I suspected contained Ted’s implements and toys. Ted opened each of the drawers and showed me the contents; the bottom two drawers held a collection of uniforms that looked interesting. Looking around, I was only curious about the other items from an academic point of view. They held no thrill for me and sparked no real interest. I looked into Ted’s eyes as he showed me around the room, explaining how each item was used. I expected excitement and sexual energy from Ted, but what surprised me most was how flat Ted’s voice was as he described
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 18 each item. There was no passion, no excitement. After he’d shown me around, he led me back upstairs to the bedroom. Stepping to Ted, I slipped his boxers down his legs, letting them pool at his feet. “Please lie on your stomach on the bed.” He looked at me warily. “I’d never do anything you didn’t want me to, Ted. Just relax.” He spread his gorgeous body on the bed and I slipped off my briefs, before joining him. Straddling Ted’s hips, I started at his shoulder, working and kneading the muscles with my hands, my lips kissing his hot skin after my hand passed. Ted moaned softly, “Dar, that’s really nice,” as my hand stroked down his back, the muscles rippling beneath my touch as my lips and tongue roamed over his back. My hands caressed his skin while my tongue stroked along his side, licking sweet small circles just above his hip. Ted started to squirm and I continued licking just above his hip. “God, Dar.” He kept squirming and wriggling as I worried the spot again and again, before repeating the motion just above his other hip. Slipping my butt back so it rested on his thighs, I started kneading the flesh on his butt, kissing the divot just above his crack. I heard him moan softly as I stroked the sensitive spot, and he involuntarily wriggled his ass as I continued. My hands continued stroking his butt, pulling his cheeks apart, and I could see his tight, puckered entrance, surrounded by a fine dusting of black hair. Taking a chance, I spread his cheeks and licked down his crack to his opening. My tongue swirled around the tiny opening, and it began to pulse and throb. I zeroed my tongue in on that pulsing opening. Ted thrust back against me and growled. I slapped his butt lightly, “Ted, just relax and enjoy.” I reached between his legs and stroked his hard cock while I buried my tongue in his ass. Ted moaned loudly as I thrust my tongue into his hot opening, sucking lightly on the skin with my
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 19 lips. Pulling my head back, I leaned forward, whispering in Ted’s ear, “Do you really want me to stop?” “Good god, no!” Ted turned his head and kissed me hard on the lips. “Okay then, relax and enjoy. This is for you … all for you.” I brought my face back to his butt and spread the cheeks, feasting on his hard sweet ass, thrusting my tongue into his hole, sucking on the lips, kneading his cheeks with my hands. Ted was moaning and whimpering steadily now, his hips slowly grinding against the sheets. Reaching between his legs, I rubbed his hard dripping cock with my palm. “Roll over, Ted.” He complied, and I settled myself between his legs, leaning forward to capture a nipple between my lips. I gave his nipple the same treatment he’d given mine, occasionally biting gently as I sucked and nuzzled his now hard, protruding bud. After giving the other nipple the same treatment, I kissed a line down his stomach to his cock. Ted was practically vibrating with excitement as I took the head into my mouth and slithered my lips down the shaft. Bobbing my head up, I increased pressure and sucked his cock deep into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head. “Goddamn! That’s good!” Ted groaned as he started to buck into my mouth. I encouraged Ted to continue and soon he was fucking my mouth with abandon. I spread his legs and massaged his opening with my finger. I didn’t push inside, just tickled the puckered skin. Ted let out a rasping cry and shot hard down my throat. I swallowed hard and kept swallowing as he shot again and again down my throat. Ted collapsed back onto the bed, completely spent. I smiled as I curled up next to him, resting my head on his shoulder as I repeated my question from earlier, “When was the last time someone pleased you, without you telling them what you wanted, just because they wanted to?”
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 20 Ted shrugged and then smiled, realizing he now had an answer to the question. “I thought so.” I snuggled next to Ted and pulled up the covers. I heard a whisper, “What about you?” “Shhhh, I’m fine.” And I was. Seeing him happy was reward enough. He kissed me sweetly, rolled toward me, and pulled me to his body, wrapping his arm around my chest. In the morning, I woke still in Ted’s arms, having slept wonderfully. I started shifting slightly and I saw Ted’s eyes flutter open. “Morning, Ted.” “Morning, Dar, what time is it?” Ted glanced at the clock and swore lightly. “I have to get to work.” I nodded and dressed quickly. Ted was in the bathroom cleaning up and I knocked on the door. He opened it, still naked, “You are one fine man,” I whispered, as I kissed him lightly, getting shaving cream on my face. “I’ll let myself out. Be happy, Ted. You deserve it.” I kissed him again and walked out of the bathroom and through the house. I stopped in the living room, quietly picked up the phone, and dialed my cell phone, which I’d left in the car, figuring this way I’d have Ted’s phone number. Just before I left I called out, “Good-bye, Ted.” I saw a head peek out of the bedroom. “Good-bye, Dar, and thanks.” I raced back and kissed him hard before slowly walking back down the hall, through the living room, and outside to my car.
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Chapter 2
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WEEK later, my curiosity got the best of me.
I had Ted’s phone number, but I hadn’t used it. I guess I was a little afraid. I mean, I really liked him and I knew I could develop feelings for him, but I didn’t want to interfere or force myself into his life. Over the years, I’ve helped many people, and each person usually feels a certain amount of gratitude. I wasn’t about to use that gratitude to enter Ted’s life. So, a week later, I found myself outside the same bar. I kept telling myself I was only here to make sure Ted was okay and doing better. Taking a deep breath, I walked though the door. It was still early, but there were a number of people already in the bar. I looked around and didn’t see Ted, but I did see the same bartender. I stepped up to the bar and ordered a beer, asking “Has Ted been in lately?” “Not today, but he has been in a few times in the last week.” He leaned on the bar, speaking softly. “Man, what a difference. He actually seemed sort of happy. Except…” I furrowed my brow, “Except what?” He pulled my drink and I paid him, leaving a generous tip. The bartender leaned over the bar, conspiratorially. “He’s been cruised by a number of subs, but he doesn’t seem interested.” “Is that unusual?”
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 22 “For a place like this?” He looked around, “Yeah, most of these guys are looking to get laid. That’s why they’re here.” He stopped and I waited to see if he had anything else for me. “He sits at the bar, nursing a drink and watching the door.” I thanked him and took a seat at the bar. Over the next hour, the bar started to fill up, and I sat at the far end of the bar watching as people entered and left while the leather mating dance went on around me. “Hello, pretty baby.” I felt a hand on my shoulder, turned around, and looked into the face of a man who instantly gave me the creeps. He was good- looking in a smooth, slimy sort of way with dark, slicked-back hair and shifty eyes, the type of person you immediately distrust. I shrugged his hand off my shoulder. “Excuse me, can I help you?” He was so smarmy. “No, but I can help you, with anything you need,” his voice dripping with so much sugar that it could only sound false. He sat down on the stool next to me. “What are you into, pretty baby? What can daddy do for you?” God, do people really fall for these lines? “Please go away. I’m not interested in anything from you.” I turned back to the bar. “Aw, come on pretty baby, I can make you feel good.” His voice was becoming more insistent, and I started looking around for the bartender, but he was at the other end of the bar. I reached into my pocket and tried to edge out my cell phone. “I can make you feel really good.” I felt his hand on my wrist and heard the jingling of metal. Fuck … I wasn’t sure what to do. His hand settled on my back as he moved his lips close to my ear, “I’ll make you scream with ecstasy as you’re begging me to let you come.”
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 23 I again heard the jangling of metal and I turned to see a pair of handcuffs in his hand. I wasn’t sure what to do and the sight of the handcuffs had me concerned for my safety. I knew I could scream or call out, but I wasn’t sure if anyone would react. The rest of the people in the bar would probably think it was part of our scene and do nothing. “Take your hand off my back and go away! You have nothing I want!” I let my voice raise loudly enough for others in the bar to hear. The hand on my wrist tightened and I realized this guy was never going to take no for an answer. I was about to call to the bartender when I heard a familiar voice, “Mark, back off!” I turned around, looking into Ted’s dark, deep, incredible eyes. “He’s mine!” The last word were growled rather than spoken. Mark put the pair of handcuffs back in his pocket, stood back up, and quickly moved away without another word. I released the breath I’d been holding and got up from the stool, standing in front of Ted. He looked good, really good. His hair was trimmed, he was groomed meticulously, and he was smiling a big, bright smile. “Thank you, Ted.” He nodded and I didn’t know what else to do, so I kissed him … and he kissed me back. His arm slinked around my back and his hand cupped the back of my head, pressing our lips together as he thrust his tongue into my mouth. Damn, he tasted good. Finally, I pulled back to breathe. “I looked for you for the last week.” His face was close to mine, his voice low, private. “You did?” I was surprised and very pleased. “Yeah, I took your advice,” I looked at him, puzzled. “I followed my heart,” he put his hand on his chest, “and it led to you,” he moved his hand to my chest, “but you didn’t leave much of a trail for it to follow.”
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 24 This was too good to be true, “But Ted, am I what you want? What you need? I mean, look around; I don’t exactly fit in here, in your world.” Ted looked around as well. “I’m not sure this is my world, not any more.” His attention returned to me and I saw his face light up again. “Can we get out of here?” “Yeah, please. Can we go back to your place?” The words were barely out of my mouth when strong arms wrapped around my back and a pair of firm lips pressed to mine. We were standing in the middle of a crowded bar and I saw, felt, and heard only him. His lips pressed to mine, tongue slipping into my mouth, his strong manly scent wafting into my nose, making me giddy. I ran my fingers through his short, soft hair as I returned his kiss, adding passion and want. My cock had been rock-hard since I’d heard his voice and now it was throbbing in my pants, pressed against his warm, hard body. I moaned softly into his mouth as his lips continued pummeling mine. Ted backed away slightly and I was able to catch my breath, “I’ll take that as a yes.” Ted grinned as he rested his forehead to mine. “That was a hell yes, what are we waiting for?” I laughed and Ted took my hand and led me out of the bar. “Where are you parked?” “Just around the corner from your house. I couldn’t find parking in the area, and to tell you the truth, I was very much hoping to see you.” He took my hand and we walked down the sidewalk together, talking, laughing, and just being together. As we approached the house, I got serious. “Ted, I need to tell you something.” “That doesn’t sound good. There isn’t someone else, is there?” He actually looked concerned and disappointed.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 25 I smiled at his reaction, “No, Ted, there isn’t someone else. I just need to talk to you before we go too far. You need to know some things about me.” “Oh.” He led me up the walk and opened his front door, ushering me inside. What a difference. The house was spotless, no more dust and dishevelment. “Would you like something to drink?” “Thank you.” I sat on the sofa and waited for Ted to return. I’d told other people about me before, but this was the first time in a long time that someone’s reaction meant so much to me. Ted brought the drinks and I motioned for him to sit next to me. I nuzzled his cheek, edging close to him. “When you were in school, did you ever study mythology? Ted laughed, “Yeah, I really enjoyed those stories, the quests, the searching, and the fanciful creatures.” His eyes narrowed, “What are you getting at, Dar?” “All of those creatures weren’t so fanciful.” Ted looked at me. “I’m one of those creatures.” My voice went low, ready for rejection. “Ted, I’m a satyr.” I let my cloak slip and two small horns appeared at my hairline. “Most of us have a gift of some type; mine is the ability to heal, physically and spiritually. That’s why I was in the bar a week ago, I could sense your pain and wanted to help.” “So that’s why you were so persistent; you knew I was hurting.” I couldn’t read his reaction to what I was telling him, but he was talking, that was good. “So I was just someone you wanted to help?” Damn … he almost looked hurt. There was so much I wanted to say and it just poured out, “No. I realized I could help you, but I was also very attracted to you; I still am. In fact, every instinct I have is telling me you could be the one. But, I
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 26 don’t know how I can fit in your life. I mean, you’re a dominant top who’s used to submissives following your orders and wishes.” Ted’s head nodded slowly. “You have a dungeon, for Pete’s sake, and I have no interest in pain at all.” Ted smiled slightly, almost to himself. “I’m looking for a partner who will love me and let me love him. Who will treat me as an equal, but will also be willing to protect me and help me when I need it, just like I’d protect and help him.” “What sort of protection could you need? You seem so strong.” I tried to explain, “I am strong about some things, but in other ways, I’m very vulnerable.” Taking his hand, I continued, “Ted, I don’t fully fit into the human world.” He looked confused. “Teddy,” I stroked his cheek, “I’ll be 136 years old in July.” He looked stunned. “I know this is a lot to take in considering we just met a week ago … and if you want me to leave, I will and I’ll understand.” I stopped talking, unsure of what Ted’s reaction would be. Ted said nothing at all. He just wrapped his arms tightly around me and kissed me hard. “If you’re a satyr, then I guess I’m falling in love with a satyr.” Ted kissed me again, “I haven’t been able to think of anyone else all week and as far as the other stuff, we’ll work it out. I mean, I’ve always respected other people’s boundaries,” his finger traced my lips, “and I didn’t feel this way about them.” I smiled as he captured my lips again and I went with it, leaning against him, letting him take the lead. Without breaking our kiss, Ted shifted on the sofa, my lips moving along with him. Ted then stood up, lifted me into his arms, I slipped my arms around his neck, and he carried me back to his bedroom, kissing me the entire time. Ted placed me in the center of the large bed before straddling my hips. “Usually, the first time I’m with someone, I ask them what they like
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 27 and what they don’t, but I’m not going to ask you.” Ted leaned forward, kissing me lightly on the lips before nibbling on my ear, “Instead I plan to learn first hand,” he sucked lightly at the base of my neck and I squirmed with delight, “every little thing that makes you happy.” Lips nibbled at my throat and a tingle of pleasure shot up my spine as I moaned softly. “I figure it could take years,” he sucked at the other side of my neck, “maybe decades, but I love a challenge.” Ted lifted his face from my neck, beaming as he captured my lips with his own. His tongue played with mine, lips tugging lightly, his kisses curling my toes. I moaned into his mouth as his lips slid over mine, powerful lips, sliding, taking, and giving at the same time. His chest pressed to mine, strong and heavy, his heat radiating through his shirt and mine, warming my skin while his weight pinned me between the bed and his warmth. I was in heaven. “Don’t stop, Teddy, don’t ever stop.” I could barely moan the words as he stole my breath again with a powerful, lip-tingling, mindscattering kiss. My eyes were closed … tight, sensations racing through my body as his kisses went on and on, sending me flying on waves of pleasure. Ted pulled his lips from mine and sat up before stepping off the bed. “Love, please take off your shirt.” I watched his eyes as I pulled my shirt over my head. I started to remove my pants, but he gently stilled my hand. “Just relax and let me do the rest.” I reclined back onto the bed and watched as he slowly removed his shirt. All that tanned, dark skin with its clipped chest hair came into view. “God, Teddy, you take my breath away.” He stopped moving for a second and opened his mouth to say something and then closed it again before smiling. I watched intently as he pulled his shirt off his shoulders, flexing his muscles, making them dance below his skin. Ted then opened his pants, slid down the zipper slow enough that I could hear each tooth as it opened. “Mmmmmm,” the front of his leather pants were open now and
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 28 I could see all the way to a metallic glint at the base of his cock. The pants slipped down on his hips, lower, lower, until they finally fell in a pile on the floor, his cock bouncing free. “What is that?” At the base of his cock was a silver metallic ring, or was it two rings, I couldn’t tell, but Ted’s cock was throbbing and jumping with each move he made. “It’s a cock ring, Dar. Would you like to try one?” I moaned softly and nodded slowly, my eyes wide with wonder. “Okay, but I’ll need to prepare you.” I nodded again and Ted smiled, “I’ll be right back.” He went into the bathroom and returned a few minutes later carrying a small basin and a couple of towels. Setting the basin by the bed, he rejoined me and started kissing me again. I looked over at the basin. “Don’t worry, I promise I’ll never hurt you, ever!” I nodded again and lost myself in his kiss before his lips started to wander. First to my neck where I was nuzzled and sucked gently, then to my nipples where he sucked and licked, driving me into exquisite agony, before nipping them just a little with his teeth. “Where did you learn to do that?” He didn’t answer. He just nipped my nipple again, then again, alternating between them until I cried out in blissful ecstasy. Then he started a gentle sucking motion while his fingers opened the top of my jeans. The zipper slid down as his lips moved down my stomach, kissing the soft smooth skin. His hands reached under me and slipped my jeans down my butt. I lifted my legs and he pushed them off my body while those incredible lips kissed their way down my side. I was moaning steadily now, each kiss making my skin tingle. Ted reached to his night stand, opened the top drawer, and pulled out a strip of leather with silver studs and snaps on it, setting it on the top of the stand. “Love, I’m going to get you ready.” Ted lifted my hips and put a towel beneath me. He then got a small pair of clippers and trimmed the area around my cock. When he was finished, his hand caressed the skin above my cock, “Your butterscotch curls are so sexy.” His hand caressed
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 29 my skin as he spread shaving cream on my balls and just around the base of my cock. “Please don’t move, just enjoy the sensation.” I rested my head back on the pillow and he carefully and gently shaved me. The razor felt almost ethereal as it glided over my skin. Ted’s fingers followed the razor, adding a second level of sensation. Then a warm towel wiped over my now smooth skin and Ted’s hands caressed me as the towel dried me. Ted lifted my legs and removed the towel from underneath me, then took everything to the bathroom. Throughout this entire process, I had watched as his hard cock bobbed and swayed, but never flagged. Re-entering the bedroom, Ted took the leather strip and snapped it around the base of my cock and balls, checking that it wasn’t too tight. The added pressure made my cock throb and pulse as Ted caressed lightly along the length, “Doesn’t that feel good?” he whispered, as he slowly stroked my engorged, hypersensitive cock. All I could do was whimper, “Uh-huh,” as I threw my head back against the pillow. “Dar, you are so handsome. With that leather ring, you look so strong, so hot, so fucking edible.” His fingers picked up the pace of their stroking as his lips again attached themselves to my nipples. I saw Ted’s hand reach for the night stand again, feeling around until he found a bottle of lube and some condoms. “Teddy, I have a wonderful surprise for you,” he looked into my eyes, “as a satyr, I can’t get or transmit human diseases, so condoms aren’t needed at all.” I could tell Ted was stunned. “I want to feel you inside me, skin to skin.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling his body to mine as I kissed him with everything I had, pouring everything I was feeling into the kiss, and Ted gave it all back to me, amplified with his own feelings.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 30 I jumped as lubed fingers pressed into me. How Ted lubed his fingers without breaking our kiss I have no idea, but two slicked fingers pressed slowly into my body, withdrew, and pressed in again. The pace was slow − deliciously, agonizingly, blissfully, excruciatingly, rapturously slow. “Are you ready for me?” I nodded slightly, “I feel like I’ll always be ready for you.” He smiled as he repositioned himself between my legs and leaned forward, kissing me hard as he lifted my arms over my head. “Please, just hold the headboard.” His voice was breathy and soft as he looked into my eyes, his expression saying, “Trust me.” I nodded and gripped the headboard as his cock slid into my body. “Let me love you.” “As long as you let me love you in return,” I managed to squeak out as Ted’s cock slid home, fully within my body. I pushed against him and he started to move inside me with the same deliciously agonizing pace he’d used with his fingers. I could feel every movement, every inch of him, as he slid in and out of me. And his hands, his hot, wondrous hands never stopped moving across my skin. Everywhere he touched, my skin jumped and tingled, while his eyes burned into mine with an intensity I had never known before. How long we remained this way, his hot cock inside me, his hands searing my skin, his dark eyes locked onto my baby blues, I have no idea. It felt like forever and yet only a second. His fingertips ran gently along the ridge of my cock. I thrust toward the sensation, but he pulled back. My balls started to boil with heat and need as Ted whispered, “Come for me, Dar.” He released the snaps on the cock ring. “Come for me hard.” And I did. Without being touched, I exploded onto my chest, lights flashing behind my eyes. As I returned to my own consciousness, I noticed that Ted had stopped moving, waiting for me. As I pushed against him and he started to move inside me again, I realized I was still gripping the head board so
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 31 tightly that my knuckles were white. I released my fingers and splayed my hands against Ted’s chest, feeling his heart beat while I contracted my muscles hard, pulling Ted deep inside me. “Christ, where did you learn that?” I smiled and did it again, harder this time, squeezing his cock inside my body. “Fuck…” “That’s it Teddy, fill me with everything you have. I want it all!!” Ted cried out and I felt his monster orgasm barrel into my body. Every contraction, every pulse filled me with joy. Completely spent, Ted collapsed on top of me, his head resting on my shoulder as his breathing slowly returned to normal. I stroked his soft hair with one hand while the other rubbed his taut back muscles. “Teddy, that was amazing!” I loved the feel of his body on mine, so I made no move to dislodge him, I just continued to caress his skin. “Dar, you were unbelievable…” Hands caressed my skin as I felt Ted lift his weight off me before resting on the bed beside me, his arms pulling me to him. Ted’s kiss was slow, languid, soft, and warm as our bodies entwined, his hands stroking along my back and butt. “Can you stay…?” I managed to croak out, “For as long as you’ll have me.” But, in the back of my mind, I still wondered how long it would be before he wanted his old life back.
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Chapter 3
THREE happy months later and I was heading to Ted’s right from work. As I walked up to the front door, Ted opened it looking hot as hell, not that he didn’t look good no matter what he was wearing … but … just … wow. Ted had poured himself into a pair of black leather pants and a tight, black t-shirt. I was barely in the house when he had me wrapped in his arms with his lips to mine. “I missed you.” His voice was all growly and he sounded so hot, all I could do was moan softly into his kiss. “I missed you too.” Ted maneuvered us toward the sofa, where he pulled me onto his lap and continued the powerfully erotic assault on my willing lips. “Do you want to move this to the bedroom?” “Well … I sort of hoped we could go out. I want to take you on a date.” He kissed me again, this time gently, softly as his hands slipped beneath my shirt to stroke my back. “I thought we could go to dinner and then maybe get a drink.” “Sure, I’d love to go on a date with you.” He kissed me again, this time nuzzling my neck. “I need to get changed.” I smiled and got off Ted’s legs. He stood up as well, took me by the hand, and led me to the bedroom. On the bed was a pair of black leather pants. “I got these for you.” Ted nuzzled my neck, sucking gently, “You’ll look really hot in them … and out of them.” I threw my head back as Ted continued to kiss and nuzzle my neck. My cock was already throbbing in my pants.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 33 “If you keep that up…” I couldn’t help smiling. Ted laughed softly as he pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed, watching silently as I slipped out of my work pants and pulled on the black leather ones he’d gotten me. “Dar, you look edible, absolutely edible.” I couldn’t help smiling as I took off my shirt and pulled on a silver-gray t-shirt. “Damn … you look so hot. I’m going to have to keep my eye on you.” I laughed as sat next to Ted to put on my shoes. Once I’d finished dressing, I kissed Ted again. “Where are we going?” “It’s a surprise.” I grabbed my leather jacket, also a present from Ted, and followed him out of the house and to his car. Ted drove us to a small tapas restaurant. We spent the evening feeding each other small morsels of incredible Spanish food. After dinner, Ted drove us back to the bar where we’d first met. I looked over at Ted, curious why we were here. “I wanted to show you off.” I couldn’t help wondering to myself if this was the start of what I’d been fearing; Ted wanting his old life back. Remembering what happened the last time I was here, I cautioned, “Just don’t leave me alone.” Ted leaned over the seat to capture my lips, “I have no intention of letting you out of my sight for a minute.” I smiled back at him and we got out of the car and entered the bar. The bar looked the same as the last time I was here, but this time I felt more comfortable because I was with Ted. When we walked up to the bar, Ted was greeted like a long-lost brother by the bartender as well as many of the other patrons. The best seats in the bar were vacated for us and Ted made sure I was seated before taking his own bar stool and ordering us drinks. Numerous people greeted Ted as we sat together. Ted
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 34 had his arms around my waist the entire time and made a concerted effort to introduce me to everyone who stopped by. After about an hour, Ted excused himself to use the facilities. “I’ll be right back.” I nodded and smiled as Ted lifted himself off the stool and headed to the back of the bar. As soon as he was gone, a young man approached me. He looked to be in his early twenties, with sandy hair and bright eyes. “I’m Josh.” He held out his hand and I shook it, introducing myself. “So you’re Ted’s sub. What’s he like? Is he as good as they say?” I wasn’t sure how to answer. “I’m not his…” My voice trailed off as I realized the significance of his questions. “What do they say?” “Word around the bar is that Ted’s the best Dom around … an absolute master.” Josh smiled, a twinge of envy in his eyes, “You are so lucky.” “Yes … I know.” I was lucky and I knew it. But Josh’s words had left me unsettled. What was Ted giving up to be with me? Was he giving up something that he really enjoyed and would eventually miss? The thought left me cold and I took a deep breath, trying to calm my fears. I saw Ted at the back of the bar heading my way. Josh nodded and headed off into the bar as Ted approached. “Did you miss me, Dar?” His lips pressed gently to mine. I nodded, but felt distracted. I only hoped Ted didn’t notice. “I’ll be right back.” I walked back to the bathroom, heading to one of the small sinks where I splashed some cold water on my face before entering one of the empty stalls. Men entered and left, but I wasn’t paying attention; my thoughts were definitely elsewhere.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 35 Finishing up, I washed my hands and headed back into the bar. I spotted Ted sitting at the bar, a young man sitting next to him, speaking animatedly. As I approached, I recognized him from his pictures, it was Brad … Ted’s ex. I stood back and watched as the two of them talked. I saw Brad running his hands over Ted’s arms suggestively, his head close to Ted’s. Fuck … a wave of jealousy flew through me and I wanted to walk up to the bar and rip Brad’s head off. If a sub was what Ted wanted, then, by god, it was going to be me. As I approached, I heard Ted’s voice above the din, “No, Brad. I suggest you look elsewhere. You broke your promises and I can never trust you again!” I actually smiled as I heard those words. I walked up to the bar and stood next to Ted, glaring at Brad the entire time. “But, Sir … we could be so hot together … just like old times.” It looked and sounded like Brad was trying to be cute, and he even had a pouty look on his face. Ted wasn’t buying it. Ted stood up, folded his arms in front of him and glared down at Brad. “Boy … leave … now!” I had never heard that tone before, not even the first night when he was hurting so bad, and I hoped I never heard it again. I saw Brad turn and walk away, and I approached Ted. His arms wrapped around my waist and his lips found mine, giving me a hard, insistent kiss. “Do you want to stay for the show?” From over Ted’s shoulder, I saw Brad looking at us, his shoulders slumped, before he left the bar. I moaned softly as his lips captured mine again. “What show?” I looked around and saw a small raised platform where a man was standing. Another man I assumed to be his master was attaching restraints to his wrists and ankles. On the base of the platform were a number of items that looked like whips and floggers. I shuddered visibly, but if this was what Ted wanted … the satyr in me cringed and I leaned closer to Ted,
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 36 trying to keep the look of fear off my face. I looked into his eyes and shook my head slowly, “Can we go home?” Ted didn’t answer me. He simply got up from the stool, took me by the hand, and led me out of the bar. Once outside, his arms wrapped around my waist and he led me to the car. I rode quietly back to the house, my mind consumed by thoughts that scared the hell out of me. Once we were back in the house, I stood in the middle of the living room, steeling my resolve. If this is what Ted likes, I’ll do this for him. “Ted … Sir…” Ted’s face snapped to me in surprise. “Please take me downstairs.” I lowered my head in submission. The look I received from Ted was completely unreadable and I just hoped he didn’t see the fear and nervousness I felt. He said nothing at first; instead, he simply folded his arms in front of his chest and nodded, his eyes boring into me. Nodding, Ted finally spoke, using the same tone he’d used with Brad. “Go take a shower and make sure you’re clean.” I hoped I knew what he meant. “Knock on the dungeon door in exactly one hour.” His eyes continued to bore into me. “Do not be late!” Ted turned around and walked to the stairs before descending into the basement. My knees nearly buckled as the reality of what I’d done swept over me. My entire being told me to run, leave the house and run away. The satyr in me was screaming not to be placed in bondage, even if it was voluntary. I pushed those feelings away and went into the bedroom, repeating to myself, “Teddy will never hurt me. Teddy will never hurt me.” I stripped off my clothes, folding them neatly, before stepping into the bathroom and turning on the shower as hot as I could stand it. I stood under the water and washed my body from head to toe, making sure I was clean everywhere. “Teddy will never hurt me. Teddy will never hurt me.”
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 37 When I was done, I turned off the water, stepped out of the shower and dried myself thoroughly before walking back into the bedroom. There was still half an hour before I was to be downstairs, so I rested on the bed, my head on Ted’s pillow, his scent wafting into my nose. “Teddy will never hurt me. Teddy will never hurt me.” Two minutes before I was to be downstairs, I got up from the bed and slowly walked through the house and down the stairs. My fear had largely dissipated. I knew that Ted would never truly hurt me, and I might just like it. Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the closed dungeon door. “Enter, boy!” The words were stern and made me shiver. The voice didn’t even sound like the Ted I knew. Reaching for the knob, I turned it and pushed open the door. I don’t know what I was expecting to see when I opened the door, but it certainly wasn’t the sight that greeted me. The first thing I saw were candles, dozens of candles, on the floor, on stands, on the chest of drawers. The table and cage were gone, and in their place on the floor, a large cushion and a pile of pillows with Ted reclined on his side, naked, his eyes gleaming in the candlelight. As I stared unbelieving, I heard music start to play. “Ted, I don’t…” I stammered still standing in the doorway, unable to move. “Shhhh … come here, love.” Ted extended his arms. I walked into what had once been the dungeon, closing the door behind me. Ted took my hand and gently tugged me onto the cushion next to him, pulling me to his hot, sexy body. “Ted, I don’t understand. I thought you…” Ted’s finger pressed gently to my lips to silence me.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 38 “You talked to people at the bar and you saw me with Brad and you thought I might be missing the life I led before I met you.” His lips and face were so close to mine, they filled my entire field of vision. “Yeah … I talked to a sub, his name was Josh. He asked me if you were as good as everybody says. Then I saw you with Brad and I got jealous.” I turned my head away. “And I figured that I’d be your sub if that’s what I’d have to do to keep you.” “All you have to do to keep me is be yourself.” Ted’s fingers on my chin shifted my gaze back to him. “You have given me more over the last three months, things I never knew I wanted or needed. I didn’t need to ask, you just provided, instinctively, everything I could need and more.” Ted leaned forward and kissed me, his lips sliding over mine, his hands caressing my back. “I have never in my life felt more loved, wanted, or appreciated.” I looked into his deep, love-filled eyes. “I used to equate titles like sir or master with respect. But you have shown me more respect, simply by listening and valuing my opinion and thoughts, than any boy who ever called me sir.” I felt a tear roll down my cheek as Ted continued, “I love you, Dar. I love you for many reasons, but mostly because you were willing to put aside your own happiness for mine. That’s the most loving thing I’ve ever seen.” Ted’s words stopped as his mouth captured mine in a deep, strong kiss. My body was shifted up onto his as hands caressed along my back. “But, Teddy…” I still doubted his words. “No buts, Dar.” His fingers carded through my hair, his hand pressing our lips together, and in that kiss all doubt left me and I knew I was his. All his love poured from him and into that kiss, and I returned it to him with everything I had.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 39 Ted’s arms wrapped around my back, pressing me against the skin of his hairy chest and stomach, and I wriggled as the hair bristled against my own smooth skin. Teddy raised his strong, beefy legs and wrapped them around my waist. I let my hands slide down his thighs to caress the soft skin of his butt. Ted continued to kiss me hard as my fingers swirled around his opening. I felt and heard him moan softly into my mouth. Slowly, I pulled my lips away from his and looked into his eyes, questioning. “I want you, Dar.” Without breaking eye contact, I asked, “But Teddy … are you sure?” “Yes, Dar.” His lips nuzzled my neck while my fingers continued to swirl and caress the skin around his entrance. “How long has it been?” The last thing I wanted to do was hurt him in any way. Ted shook his head slowly, “Never.” It took a second for the reality of his words to sink in. “You mean you’ve never…” He shook his head, “Ever?” He shook his head again, “I’ve never loved anyone or trusted anyone enough … until now.” The thought of this man giving himself to me, and only to me, was the sexiest thing I could imagine. “I love you, Dar.” I let my cloak fall and my satyr features became visible. “I love you too, Teddy.” I kissed him again, pulling on his lips and assaulting his mouth the way Teddy usually assaulted mine. Shifting my body, I brought my lips to a large, tan nipple, swirling my tongue around
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 40 the disk as my lips sucked gently on the skin, while my fingers worried the other nipple to a hard bud. Ted was writhing under my ministrations. “God … Dar … where did you learn that?” he moaned between gasps of pleasure. I smiled as I bit gently on a hard bud, “From you, Teddy, from you.” I knew from my own experience and from the muscle vibrations running through Ted’s body that he was enjoying the same exquisitely wonderful torture that he’d given to me so many times. My fingers continued to work Ted’s nipples as my lips continued their journey across and around Ted’s hot, hard body. The ridges and valleys of Ted’s hard stomach were kissed and sucked; the soft spot just inside his hip was nuzzled and gently bitten, leaving my own mark on his dark skin. I ran my tongue up Ted’s inner thigh until he begged me to touch him. “Damn, Dar…” I smiled as I took his balls into my mouth, swirling them across my tongue. I continued sucking gently on his balls while I lifted his knees to his chest, my fingers again stroking the soft skin surrounding his opening. My mouth and tongue swirled and kissed their way from Ted’s balls to the pink puckered skin. Ted’s scent was so strong and heady, I had to concentrate to keep from getting lost in that rich musk. I swirled my tongue lazily around Ted’s opening, making the puckered skin pulse and throb, while my hands and fingers stroked along the skin of his crack. “Dar … that … feels … so good.” I smiled as I continued working Ted’s opening with my tongue, darting in and out until I felt the muscles start to relax. I then thrust my tongue deep into Ted’s body, earning a deep, growly moan for my efforts. I kissed a trail back to Ted’s weighty balls and up his hot shaft, swirling my tongue around the leaking head before kissing my way back. Over and over again, I followed the same trail, with Ted growling each time I thrust my tongue into him, whimpering whenever I sucked on his balls, and moaning softly when I swirled my tongue around his throbbing head.
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 41 “Are you ready for me, Ted?” I looked into his eyes for any sign of hesitation or doubt. There were none, only love and trust. I expected a moan or a growl, but I got a, “Fucking hell … yes!” I smiled as I slid a lubed finger into his opening and slowly pressed for entrance. God, the man was tight. I took it slow, and soon had my finger buried deep inside him, watching his face closely for signs of discomfort. Steadily, I withdrew the finger and pressed it into him again, slowly fucking him with my long digit. When Ted started to moan softly, I added a second finger, and then a third, each time making sure I didn’t hurt him. My first time was many, many years ago, and it had been wonderful; I wanted to give Ted the same experience. I shifted my body between Ted’s upraised legs, lubing myself and him generously before slowly pressing into Ted’s body. Ted hissed softly as the head breached him for the first time and I stopped, giving him time to adjust before pressing further into his body. I stared down at the sexiest man alive as I pressed the rest of the way into his hot, tight, strong body. I stopped again before slowly withdrawing. Ted’s mouth opened in a silent cry. “I know, Teddy, out feels really good.” He nodded, “Almost a good as in.” I slowly sank back into his body and he growled softly. My fingers caressed his skin as I steadily entered and withdrew, slowly building up the pace and rhythm. Each movement sent jolts of ecstasy through my body, and in that moment I realized fully that the gift my Teddy was giving me meant that he wanted me above everyone and everything, and I felt my heart fill with happiness, joy, and love, to the point where I couldn’t hold it inside any longer. The emotions filled me to the brim and started to spill out of me as tears welled in my eyes. “Dar … more …. harder…” I took him at his word and increased the pace of my thrusts while my fingers stroked along Ted’s hot throbbing shaft, and he started to undulate as I looked at him through the tears filling my eyes. Ted threw his head back and I felt his cock throb as he came in
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 42 buckets on his chest and stomach while the tears flowed freely down my cheeks. I leaned forward, kissing Ted deeply and thrusting deep inside him as hard as I could. I felt his fingers on my cheeks, wiping away the tears, as I poured myself into Ted’s hot body. When my body stopped throbbing, I could no longer hold my emotions in check. I collapsed into Ted, withdrawing from him as I threw my arms around his neck, burying my face in his shoulder and sobbing uncontrollably while I babbled words of unending love. “Love … Forever … Teddy … Need … Only … You … Always … You.” I felt Ted’s fingers card through my hair as he whispered sweet words of devotion and care that I couldn’t comprehend. It took a while, but I finally came down from my orgasmic high and started to regain control of myself, “I’m sorry Teddy,” I sniffed, “I don’t understand what happened.” I wiped my eyes and looked down at Teddy’s wet shoulder. “Shhh… You gave your emotions free rein, and that was the hottest, most incredible thing I’ve ever seen. You were wonderful, Dar, and I love you more than life itself.” His hands stroked my cheek as he kissed me gently. A tear of utter joy slid down my cheek, “Thank you, Teddy, for one of the most unforgettable experiences of my life. You were … perfect.” I snuggled next to the big man and felt his strong arms wrap around me, while I rested safe and warm, kissing his arm and hand. It took a while but I finally calmed down enough to look around the room. “Teddy, can I ask what you did with the stuff that was in here?” I kissed his hand again and snuggled closer to his warm body. Ted’s lips nuzzled and sucked on my neck, “I dismantled the table and cage and put them in the other room. I’m going to give them away; I
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 43 have no use for them now.” Ted’s fingers circled the base of my horns as he sucked harder on my neck, and I knew he was trying to leave a mark. “What about the other stuff?” I used a finger to wipe away the last of my tears. “Where are you leading? I threw away some of it and the rest I’ll give away. Why?” Ted had stopped nibbling my neck and was looking me in the eyes. “I was wondering if you kept the uniforms?” Ted raised an eyebrow and I winked at him in return. “Fireman Ted, Officer Ted, Marine Ted….” The thought of Ted fucking me, dressed in a firemen’s uniform, was getting me excited again. Ted smiled, his eyes sparkling before the words were cut off by his lips mashing into mine as he shifted his weight onto me, pressing my body into the cushion. I could feel Ted’s hard cock against my own and whatever I was thinking flew from my head as my need for Ted overrode every other thought. I curled my legs around Ted’s waist and I felt his fingers at my opening, pressing right in, getting me ready. “I want you, Teddy, I need you.” Ted shifted between my legs, lubed himself, and pressed into me with a single, fluid movement. “Yeah, Teddy … I want you … all of you.” Ted started to move almost immediately, his long, powerful strokes timed perfectly with each breath I took. I felt the tears well in my eyes again, but made no effort to wipe them away. I knew they were tears of happiness and joy. Ted leaned forward, kissing away the tears that ran down my cheeks. How long we remained joined together I have no idea, Ted filling me, my knees pressed to my chest, Ted’s fingers stroking my lips while his lips kissed away the tears that ran down my face, as he told me over and over how much he loved me. The tears weren’t enough to release all the emotion swirling through me, and they burst forth in an
A Small Kindness by Andrew Grey 44 orgasm of epic proportions as Ted filled my ears with words of love while he poured his essence deep into my body. I felt Ted withdraw from my body and I collapsed back onto the cushion. I hadn’t enough energy to lift my head. How long I lay there I have no idea, because the next thing I remember was Ted helping me to sit up and giving me something to drink; I didn’t even remember him leaving the room. I held the glass with both hands and drank what I believe to be orange juice. I looked up into Ted’s dark, deep eyes, which danced with emotion and reflected candlelight, “Teddy, I love you.” “I love you too.” Ted held me until I was able to get up. Ted then blew out the candles, turned off the music, and carried me up the stairs to the bedroom, before gently setting me on the bed and pulling back the blankets, letting me slip beneath the covers. Ted joined me in bed a few minutes later after turning out the lights in the house. Ted’s warm body pressed against my back and his arms wrapped around my chest. “Dar, did I ever say thank you?” “For what?” I was already starting to fall asleep and I snuggled closer to Ted. “For rescuing me from despair, for loving me … for everything,” I could hear Ted’s normally strong voice start to break. I rolled over to face him, “You’ve thanked me every day, with every loving word or gesture.” I kissed him again and settled on the bed, nestled in my Teddy’s arms, and I thought to myself as I slowly drifted off to sleep that I was rewarded for the small kindness I’d shown him a few months ago with the greatest love I’d ever known.
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