Time To Celebrate

"Alright." Alex grinned. He stripped down as well and got in the shower with Mike.

Mike let the water run over him and relax his aching muscles. His back to Alex as he waited for Alex to wash him.

Alex began washing his new lover. Slowly, hotly, occasionally leaning foreward to nip at Mike's neck or ear.

Mike groaned.
"Do you want round two Riley?"
If Alex kept on that's what he was going to get.

"I wouldn't mind that." Alex chuckled, arms snaking around Mike's waist. "You're too damn sexy not to do this to." Alex sucked on his neck again.

Mike moaned and pressed back against his lover
"I know I am."
He grinned and wondered what Alex would think about his toys.

Alex traced a finger down a protruding vein on Mike's cock with a grin.

"Alex," Mike breathed. "Do you like toys?"
He had a small collection of them in his bag.

Alex gasped in mock shock.
"Now, I know little Mike Mizanin is not into toys?" He smirked. "But in all honesty, I do enjoy toys every once in a while."

Mike grinned and turned around.
"What kind of toys catch your eye?"
He had handkuffs.
He had gags.
He had cock rings.
He had dildos.
He had simple vibrators.
Then he had vibrating dildos.
He had a whip.
He would have so much more if he could find it.

"I personally like whips..." Alex grinned mischeviously as images flashed through his mind of what Mike could do to him with a whip. He was slightly masochistic.

"I have whips, hell I even have a paddle."
He seriously did though.

Just the thought of that made Alex's cock harden.
"Would you be opposed to using them... on me?" Alex whispered, biting Mike's earlobe again.

Mike groaned.
"Hell no, your being.....Naughty, you deserve a spanking"
Oh coarse he wouldn't hurt Alex.

"I do. Please... spank me Mikey." Alex whispered, smirking.

Mike grinned and smack Alex's ass before running to his suit case and getting out his toys, he brought them all back to the bathroom, he put the by the sink, all except the whip and the paddle.

Alex moaned when Mike spanked him. It stung but felt so fucking good. Who knew sweet, innocent little Mike could be so kinky? He grinned at the toys.

Mike crossed his arms and slung Alex around, pushing him up against the wall before taking the paddle in hand.
"Your a bad boy, and bad boys need to be punished." He hissed as he brought the paddle down on Alex's ass.

Alex hissed loudly in pain.
"Oh fuck Mike. Yes I've been naughty! Punish me!" He grunted.

Mike hit him again, harder and then he bit Alex's shoulder.
"What did you do to deserve this punishment? I wanna here the filthy mouth tell me what you did!" Hit him much, much harder.

Alex's eyes swam with tears of pain and pleasure.
He didn't know what he had done but this punishment could not stop. He was enjoying it far too much. He racked his brain.
"I fucked Morrison remember!" He screamed. Sure, let's go with that. An angry Mike hitting him would hurt much worse. "Yeah Mike picture Morrison pounding into me! I told him to do that! Punish me for it!"

Mike growled, he was really pissed again, not only pissed but hurt shown in his eyes as he hit Alex as hard as he could before picking up his whip and snapping it in the air.

Alex screamed out in pain, hand clenching into a fist. Mike was a professional wrestler. As hard as he could was pretty fucking hard. Alex shuddered as the whip snapped in the air.

Mike had to remember to control himself. He was about to go fucking kill Morrison. He snapped the whip against Alex's back, leaving a nice red streak.

Alex cried out. He whimpered. The whip fucking hurt. And he loved it.
"Harder! I'm a bad boy!" He screamed.