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Sid fidgeted nervously with the box in his lap as he waited for Geno to get home. He was fairly confident Geno would be okay with it. It wasn't a 'full-body thing', but it was definitely weird… Sid was curious.
The click of the front door was quiet from where Sid was fiddling in the media room, but plenty loud enough to have Sid practically launching himself to his feet.
Geno looked up from where he was toeing off his shoes when Sid approached, and his eyebrows immediately climbed towards his receding hairline. "What wrong?"
"Ah," Sid huffed, he should've known Geno would read the tension on him right away. "Nothing, Kind of. Nothing serious, I promise."
Geno nodded, carefully, ushering Sid into the dining room so they could sit down.
Sid placed the little opaque box the toy had come in on the table as he took his own seat.
Geno's eyebrows flew up again, and when Sid didn't respond, he joked, "I'm not know jeweller who sell ring-box like this. Is special? I'm say yes, of course."
Sid blinked, confused, until he got it and felt his face flush "Oh, god. Uh, G- It's not that- I oh, wow."
Geno laughed, reaching out to calm Sid's hands. "I kid, I kid. I'm know is not that kind of question. Maybe is not good joke. Is okay, Sid. What you want ask? Worst can happen, I say 'no'." he promised gently with a squeeze to Sid's fingers.
The squeeze made Sid swallow and his heart swell. "Yeah, okay." He reached forward and pulled the little box to himself and opened it. "So, you know 'dogs don't wear clothes'?"
Geno's soft smile turned salacious. "Ooh, you get toy for special pet? I be extra good boy for you?"
Sid wasn't sure if more blood went to his face or his dick at Geno's words. "Something like that. You're allowed to say 'no', but… I saw this, and… I was curious. It sounded like fun, and well, we've had you top me when a dog a few times, but…" Sid tipped the toy out onto the table and Geno reached for it, an impressed and intrigued expression crossing his face.
"I'm not know they make these," he said, picking the dog-knot shaped cock-ring and examining it carefully. It was heavier than it looked. A hefty chunk of red, lightly-mottled silicone that had a textured interior and two swollen nodes to either side. False veins dotted the surface of it, giving it a lurid air.
"They don't- or rather.. I got it from a custom manufacturer."
Geno nodded thoughtfully. "You want try now? Have time."
Sid licked his lips. "So, you're okay with it?"
An easy shrug. "Sure. Is like cock ring. I can wear. Even though 'Dogs don't wear clothes.'" Geno finished, and gave Sid the guileless, cheeky look he always did when they shifted into playing. The one that meant he was done talking for the time-being.
"Sometimes they do," Sid breathed, leaning in to give Geno a quick kiss. They rarely kissed while playing, something about it broke the spell, but Sid wanted to say 'thank you' for just… everything, rolling with Sid's ideas so easily, being so patient and accomodating, being hot and playful and handsy and- fuck, Sid pulled away before he could get carried away and push Geno over the table. "Okay, okay. Up." Sid gave Geno's shoulder an encouraging little swat to get him up and moving.
Geno just grinned smugly.
"Yeah, yeah. You're a stud. Get moving."
Geno did, and Sid grabbed the knot and followed Geno to the bedroom.
Inside the bedroom, Geno began stripping as Sid walked past him to the closet for a jersey. When he came back out again, Geno was naked, kneeling, and smirking up at him.
"If this is alright?" Sid asked.
Geno nodded.
"Although… I think I should... " inspiration struck and Sid grinned, "Get you ready to breed me first."
Geno's face did a complicated thing, speeding through several expressions including one where it looked like he wanted to bark with laughter before it settled into a sensually hungry look that made Sid's mouth water.
"You like that idea?" Sid asked, kneeling down in front of Geno and reaching out to cup Geno's plump cock with a curl of his fingers. He was still mostly soft, but firmed up quickly as Sid teased and massaged his length.
Geno whined, mouth open and panting as he swayed gently on hands and knees. Palms firmly on the floor, thighs spread and hips hitching up into Sid's fist. Yeah, that was a view Sid would always appreciate.
"Fuck, you're being such a good boy for me today, Bud. Come on, let's get you ready." He patted the bed next to them and commanded, "up."
Geno complied, placing both hands onto the bedspread and hopping up before crawling forward and turning to face Sid. There wasn't anything overtly sensual or unusual about the motions, but something about it warmed Sid, made him really feel how Geno was doing this for him, and he was doing this for Geno. Performing together.
Sid stood, ignoring the way his own knees cracked and stepped to the nightstand for lube before knee-walking over to join Geno. Sitting beside him, Sid slicked Geno and then the toy up before carefully lining the hole up and working it down Geno's length.
Geno shuddered and groaned for every inch of it. Sid stroked and twisted the cockring down until it rested snug and tight at the base of his cock, which was now nearly as red as the toy. Hot and full and leaking a little at the tip.
"Fuck… I can't wait for you to get that inside me."
Geno growled, low and heavy in his chest, nuzzling at Sid's shoulder and neck. He pawed gently at Sid's thighs and let out a whine when Sid finally pushed him away.
"I know, Bud. I promise, you'll get yours soon. Just gotta put on your special outfit and get me nice and wet for you, then I'll be all set for you to breed me up good, eh?"
Geno leaned in and bit at Sid's neck with another rumbling growl.
Sid laughed, breathlessly. "Okay, okay. Message received. I'm hurrying. I promise." Sid pulled away and reached for the jersey. He was almost a little disappointed when Geno didn't fight him too much getting it on, but to be honest, if he had, they likely would have ended up rutting and biting right there in the middle of the bed, and that's not what Sid wanted, not this time.
Once Geno was finally set and ready, Sid grabbed the lube and began to quickly work two fingers into him, but before he could do more than smear the lube around on the outside, Geno was huffing and nudging at him, pushing him around.
"What? Geno-" Sid was about ready to demand Geno actually use his words the third time he was shoved out of place when he finally got it. "For fuck's sake," he sighed, rolling his eyes and getting up onto his knees, ass facing Geno. "There, happy now? You know I'm not actually a dog in heat," he teased, reaching back to attempt working his fingers in again.
That's when Geno planted his face between Sid's cheeks and licked him.
Sid gasped, both hands falling to the comforter to balance and push back. Geno would rim him occasionally, but… not like this. Not wet and unhurried and explorative. Like Geno was less interested in getting Sid good and more interested in just… tasting him, wallowing in the scent and smell of him and, fuck- That was a mental image.
"Geno-," Sid gave a choked-off whine and pushed back.
Geno put both hands on Sid's ass and squeezed. Hungry, massaging gropes that were hard enough to nearly knock him off-ballance.
Sid dropped to his elbows and panted while he let Geno have his fill. Licking and sucking. Sid was so hard he was leaking with it, and he knew Geno couldn't be faring much better. "Please..." he whined. He needed Geno inside him, filling him up, 'breeding' him. "Please, G, let me- let me get myself ready. Want you to fuck me. For real."
Geno ignored him, continuing to nip and suck at Sid's hole. Which was tender and loose and so sensitive by now.
"Fuck… If you don't stop, I'm gonna come," he warned.
That made Geno pause, and reluctantly, gradually, he eased off, lingering for several more broad, wet swaths of his tongue.
Sid hurried through the rest of the prep after. He was so soft and loose it took barely a minute before he had plenty of lube everywhere and was patting his ass and looking over his shoulder for Geno to-- oh fuck, to mount him. "Okay, I'm ready… Mount me, Bud. You're gonna breed me up good, eh?" Sid babbled.
Geno growled and planted a sharp bite to the meat of Sid's ass -- Sid yelped out a gasp at the pain -- before hopping on and doing exactly that. His cock bumped and slid over Sid's crease before sliding quickly home with a shuddering moan from both of them.
Sid could feel the top of the knot pressed tight up against his hole and gasped, pushing back, feeling the sudden, painful stretch of it before Geno pulled back and thrust forward again.
Geno walked both his hands from Sid's hips to his chest then shoulders, leaning heavily forward until Sid finally let himself collapse, and Geno was pressing him down into the bed. Weighed down and fucked open. He felt claimed. It was heady and overpowering.
"Fuck-, fuck me. Harder," Sid ordered.
And Geno obeyed, thrusting harder and faster. The stretch of the knot every time Geno nearly bottomed out was a teasing burn, and Sid wanted it. Wanted Geno to fill him up, spear him open and plant his seed and make it stick.
Sid was so fucking close and he didn't even have a hand on himself. He'd never come without a hand on his dick before, he didn't think, but he was pretty sure he was about to.
"G… oh, god. Geno… You feel so good, such a good boy. Go on, do it. Breed me. You know you want to," utter filth poured straight from Sid's hindbrain and out his mouth, and Geno whined and groaned and every thrust in was getting longer, each time the knot -- Geno's knot -- pressed against his hole. Almost but not quite going in was exquisit torture.
Sid could feel Geno's elbows trembling where he was pushing Sid into the bed. Could feel his own cock drooling precum between his thighs, swinging and bouncing against his belly with every clapping thrust against his ass. They were so close, so close.
And then they were there. Geno's knot popped inside with a stretch so perfectly too much that Sid screamed through the orgasm it wrung out of him. Shuddering and spilling all over the sheets beneath him. If he hadn't already been collapsed against the bed, he would have fallen on his face with the force of is.
Geno grunted and trembled, fingernails like claws digging into Sid's back as he rocked against Sid's ass, drawing it out for both of them. When he finally relaxed, Sid felt the echo of indentation against his skin like a promise.
"Oh, fuck… G-... Geno… God, that was amazing," Sid groaned, half wanting to collapse, and also still feeling the ridiculous girth of the knot stretching him open and locking them tight together.
Geno leaned forward and nuzzled his face against Sid's spine, murmuring when he spoke, "So good."
It was rare, but happened sometimes that Geno didn't break character after he came, still felt like keeping quiet and letting Sid pet and pamper him. It was a sweet blessing that Sid loved the chance to coo and dote on him while he was feeling dozy and just a little cum-drunk.
"Okay, big guy. Pull out so I can get you in my arms again," Sid teased fondly.
Geno did- or started to, but after half an inch he paused. "Sid…." he said, warily.
Sid didn't like the sound of that, but did his best to stay calm and collected. "Everything okay back there?"
Geno pulled out another half-inch and froze. "Um… Is- is stuck." he mumbled, so quietly that it took Sid a moment to make it out.
".... Ah. So… your dick's coming out, but… not the toy?" Sid checked.
Geno hesitated, wiggled -- which was al kinds of weird and shuddery and good feeling -- then nodded against Sid's back. "Yes."
Sid breathed in. Breathed out. Okay. They could deal with this. "Alright, well… you go ahead and pull out. It's silicon. It should, uh, collapse without anything inside it."
Geno followed instruction slowly, gradually working his way out of Sid until just the knot was trapped inside.
Sid could feel it squashed up in there, but still a good stretch. Yeah, this was… this was a problem.
"I'm sorry-," Geno started to apologize, but Sid gently cut him off, using the most soothing voice he could conjure under the circumstances.
"Hey, hey, no. It's not your fault. It's okay. We'll figure this one out. I promise. Nothing hurts, I'm fine, it's just a little embarrassing. That's all." Sid reached back and managed to find Geno's knee and gave it a consoling pat. "Do you think you can--" Sid paused, mentally feeling out the shape of the toy inside him. It had definitely squished down now that Geno wasn't holding it open. He couldn't tell what shape it was in, but it probably wouldn't be easy for Geno to work a finger in and tug it out. "I'm- I'm gonna try to give it a push. Keep an eye on it and… let me know if it looks like it's starting to go sideways instead of coming out?"
Geno made a quiet, affirmative little grunt and Sid slowly, carefully bore down. He immediately felt the toy shift and slide inside him, pushing out and wide and oohhh fuck that was a lot of toy and then with a gasp it was out and Sid gratefully flopped forward onto the mattress, not even giving a shit about the wet spot.
Behind him, Geno made satisfied crowing noises before Sid saw him setting the toy on the nightstand out of the corner of his eye. It was covered in lube and come, and if not for the brief scare moment, Sid probably would've found it totally hot. Instead, he pushed the thought aside and rolled over to open his arms for Geno who immediately squirmed into them with a whine.
"I know, I know. You're good. You did good. Fucked me just right," Sid continued to murmur encouraging nonsense, petting sweaty fingers through sweatier, tangled hair as he placed kisses all over Geno's brow. "You're so good for me, I love it, love you."
After a while, the tension in Geno's shoulders finally eased and he nuzzled in to press a soft, chapped-lip kiss to Sid's collarbone. "Sorry I freak out."
"It's okay. I'd hardly call that a freak out anyways," Sid soothed, stroking a hand down Geno's back. "You handled that like a champ. Guess… there are a few kinks to work out of the design, huh."
Geno hid his face into Sid's chest, and Sid tried his best not to wince.
"Everything until then was good though," he reassured. "From my end at least. Did you like it while we were having sex?"
Geno didn't respond right away, but the broad smile Sid could feel pressed into his pec was pretty strong evidence, and eased some of his own tension. "Yeah. Was good. So hot. When you put on me… Think I'm come before I even start fuck you, Sid. Was so good," Geno said, voice so low and drawn out it was practically a moan, and he rocked his hips against Sid's thigh too. Sid fucking revelled in the success.
"That's good. I'm glad. Fuck, G… I dunno if you noticed, but I came without even touching myself. You turned me on so much."
Geno really did moan at that, clinging to Sid's sides with both hands.
"I'll do some more research, find a toy that has a loop around the balls or something. Maybe we can attach a loop of our own to that one. We'll figure something out, because there's no way I don't wanna do that again-- unless you wanted to give it a skip," Sid added quickly. He wanted to make sure Geno knew he had an out when he was feeling soft and sweet like this.
Geno nodded. "I'm like too. I… yeah, I'm want."
Sid smiled and pressed a kiss to Geno's cheek. "Perfect. That's… perfect." He smiled, petting up and down Geno's back with his hand under his jersey as he let his mind wander to a hypothetical 'next time.' Yeah, they'd be doing this again. As soon as Sid found a replacement toy or came up with a workaround for the existing one. He almost wanted to tell Geno to risk it and fuck him again right now, if either of them could get it up again. "You're perfect."
Geno beamed.