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“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Buck pants into the crook of Eddie’s neck, his breath hot and wet. “Anyone could see us,” Eddie adds some more lube to his fingers before slipping them back into Buck’s body, adding a third to increase the stretch.
“That’s kind of the point,” He chuckles, scanning their surroundings through the windows of the truck.
It had taken a while to scout this location, putting feelers out at the club amongst the regulars for recommendations for a spot to choose. They had gone with the majority, a secluded area of woodland near Paradise Springs that was off the beaten path and away from any major roads, assured that people only went there for a specific reason.
And that reason was exactly why Eddie was taking his time stretching Buck out on his fingers, working his boy into a needy mess. It wasn’t their first time having sex in public, not by any stretch of the imagination, but all their previous ventures had been within the privacy of their members-only kink club. The only prying eyes being the people they had come to know and regard as friends, all be it friends with particular tastes. But here, this was where the regular kinky Joes came to get their rocks off.
“I know,” Buck throws his head back when Eddie's fingers probe and stroke against his prostate, exposing the long column of his neck to which Eddie instantly latches on, sucking a new bruise into the skin. “ Fuck ! That’s what makes it so hot. Anyone could just walk up and watch.”
Eddie had never heard of the term ‘dogging’ until Buck had brought it to him as something he’d like to try. He’d been reading an erotic novel by a British writer and gotten so turned on by the idea that he’d begged Eddie to look into it. He’d volunteered to do another stint in chastity and Eddie had agreed faster than the time it took to close the padlock on the cock cage. So however many times Buck came during their little escapade today would be the last orgasms he would be allowed for the next month.
“You’re just a slut,” Eddie growls against his subs throat, punctuating his statement with a harsh nip of his teeth before soothing the sting with a swipe of his tongue. “ My slut.”
“Yes,” Buck grinds down on Eddie’s cock where it remains tucked into his briefs, the material already wet with precome and he’s glad he decided to remove his jeans already. Buck, however, is stark naked from the waist down, miles of tan skin on display where he’s perched on Eddie’s lap, his cock rock hard and curving up toward his belly.
It had taken some maneuvering, getting Buck’s long legs positioned comfortably enough, they’d had to put the driver’s seat right back so that he would have enough room to straddle Eddie. They had decided that, even though they were inviting spectators to watch they weren’t wanting anyone to join in, at least not this time, and so this position afforded them at least a modicum of exclusivity.
“Just don’t accidentally flash the headlights,” Buck reminds him, continuing to circle his hips. “I just want you.”
They had been schooled in dogging etiquette by a club member who frequented the scene. Keep out of sight of local residents, don’t go to an area where people regularly walk their dogs or have picnics, respect boundaries and private property, remain anonymous, flash the interior light if you’re happy for people to watch, and flash the headlights and open the doors if you want people to join in. The doors would be remaining closed, but the front windows had been partly rolled down to allow for a better view.
Now it was just a case of waiting for an audience.
Just as Buck was starting to get antsy, his grinding motion getting more insistent, a car pulled into the clearing, followed by a second just a few minutes later. They pull to a stop a little distance away, the occupants remaining inside but Eddie can see faces peering through the windscreens at them.
“Looks like we’ve got company,” Eddie tells him and Buck cranes his neck to see, a smirk drifting over his features.
“Show time.” Buck reaches for the interior light, flashing it on and off three times, illuminating the truck cab in the early dusk light. The doors of the first car to pull in open and a couple climb out, a man and a woman, and they join hands as they walk their way. They look to be a little older but Eddie knows that the kink lifestyle has no age limit. Eddie doesn’t watch for the occupant or occupants of the second car, he turns his focus back to his boy.
Buck has hiked up his shirt, tucking it under his armpits, and he’s rolling a nipple between his fingers, pulling on the nub. Eddie leans forward and takes the other into his mouth as he tucks his pinky against his ring finger and adds it to the three already in Buck’s ass. He’s rewarded with a deep moan which he’s sure must carry out of the window to the approaching couple.
“Please, Eddie,” He groans and then gasps when Eddie lands a hard smack on the flesh of his backside. His cock twitches violently at the impact, a fresh bead of precome pearling at the head.
“Who?”
“Sir,” Buck corrects. “Please, Sir. Want your cock!” He presses back against Eddie's fingers trying to force them deeper inside.
“Want or need?” Eddie loves him like this. Desperate.
“Need! I need your cock inside me, please, Sir! I need it!” He babbles and twists his nipple harshly, crying out at his own action.
Eddie digs his teeth into the other one, matching Buck’s intensity. His boy loves a hint of pain play, whether self-inflicted or dealt to him by his Dom. “Patience,” Eddie chides, his words muffled by Buck’s nipple. “We don’t want our guests to miss out.”
But he’s drawing things out needlessly as the couple is already hovering two feet away from the window, the woman cradling her partner from behind with her hands already tucked inside the front of his pants.
“He’s beautiful,” She comments, eyes sparkling as she watches Buck continue to abuse his own nipple. When Eddie releases the other from between his teeth Buck’s fingers move to pull at that one, too, the flesh starting to turn red from the attention. “So responsive.”
She oozes dominance in her stance and possessive hold of her partner, and sure enough, when Eddie’s eyes flick to the man’s crotch he spies the familiar glint of a silver chrome chastity cage.
“You gonna show them just how responsive you are?” Eddie slips his fingers from Buck’s ass and digs into his briefs to remove his cock and wipes the excess lube down his length, hissing at the sensation.
“Yes, Sir. Gonna be so good for you, Sir.” He leans forward and kisses Eddie deeply, tongue begging for entrance and stroking against Eddie’s and he lifts up. Eddie holds his cock upright for him and waits for his favorite part of sex with his sub.
That first moment when the head of his dick breaches Buck’s hole always feels like a religious experience, a comparison his Sunday school teacher would clutch her pearls at. But the tightness and the heat of Buck’s body are like nothing else, the initial clench of muscles before they give way and stretch to accommodate his girth is something Eddie will never grow tired of.
Buck lowers down, the head catching on his rim and he sinks down in one swift move, impaling himself completely. “ Fuck !”
A crunch of gravel underfoot announces the arrival of another person and Eddie glances out of the window to see the occupant of the second car, a solitary male with his hard cock already out and in hand.
“Look at him,” He hears the woman say to her sub. “Look how he takes him. Such a good boy.” She’s pushed his pants down to his knees, his chastity cage on full display with one hand wrapped possessively around it. Her other hand is latched tightly around her sub’s wrist which she has directed between her legs under her skirt where she’s grinding her hips onto it.
Buck starts a punishing pace, lifting himself up and dropping down like a man starved and Eddie’s cock is the only option on the menu. He’s a true exhibitionist, performing just as well for these strangers as he does at the club for their kink friends.
His cock remains untouched because Eddie hasn’t permitted him to yet, and he’s inclined not to, wanting to push him to strive for a hands-free orgasm. Something tells him this might just be the right scenario.
Eddie wraps his hands around the meat of Buck’s hips, fingers digging into the flesh and using the grip to pull him down harder onto his cock. Buck’s head drops back, a sting of moans tumbling from him and he continues pulling on his nipples in a way that Eddie knows is going to leave them puffy and sore later.
“So good,” Eddie pants, his own arousal growing at a rapid rate due to the weight of the eyes on them, the knowledge that these strangers are enjoying watching turning him on in a different way to when they’re watched at the club.
At the club, it’s more of a performance, like putting on a show for a captivated audience. But this, this is pure, primal, animalistic sex in public.
“Show them how much you want my cock, how desperate you are for it. Tell them what a good little slut you are,” The words flow from him, carrying out of the window for everyone to hear. “Tell them who you belong to!”
“I’m a slut,” Buck turns to the window, addressing their onlookers with heavy breaths. “I’m a good little slut. I belong to him. I’m his slut.”
“Look at them watching you. They’re getting off on it,” Eddie watches as the woman shudders and twitches on her sub’s hand, a moan escaping her as she comes. “They’re getting off on you debasing yourself like a cheap whore!”
The man has moved closer, hand flying over his cock and it’s not long before he’s shooting ropes of come over the side of the truck.
“Sir, please! Please can I touch my cock?” Buck begs wide-eyed and watches as the woman pushes her sub to his knees and lifts her skirt to force his head between her legs. He laps at her eagerly, desperately, in the same way Buck does when Eddie has him in the same position and pistons his cock in and out of his throat.
“No,” Eddie denies him. “If you want to come you come from my cock or not at all.”
“Oh, please, Sir, please! Please touch my cock!”
Eddie lifts a hand and smacks it hard against Buck’s ass three times in quick succession. “No. Do not ask me again!”
He’s close, his release coiling within him and if Buck fails to come untouched he won’t come again until after his thirty days in chastity. The threat is heavy in the air between them and it makes Buck pick up the pace, slamming his ass down on Eddie's cock almost violently.
“Hit me again, please, Sir?”
Eddie gives in to the request, unleashing a torrent of hard slaps to Buck’s backside which makes his hand sting and Buck cry out, and then Buck is coming. He drops down fully onto Eddie’s cock and his mouth falls open in a silent shout as he spurts up the front of Eddie’s shirt.
“Yes! Thank you, Sir! Thank you!”
His hole clenches like a vice around Eddie’s cock which hurtles him over the edge into his own orgasm and he has just enough presence of mind left to catch the sounds of the woman coming on her sub’s tongue.
Buck slumps back against the steering wheel behind him, hands dropping from his chest revealing the angry, red flesh of his nipples. He twitches as he comes down, panting hard from the strength of his release, and zones out. Eddie stokes his sides, soothing him through the aftermath.
The solo man ambles away back to his car, getting in and driving off without so much as a word. The woman rights her clothing and pulls her sub to his feet. She tucks his chastity cage back into his pants and zips him back up.
“You’re a very lucky man,” She says, turning to Eddie and nodding her head in Buck’s direction. “He’s wonderful.”
“Don’t I know it,” Eddie agrees, brushing an affectionate hand over Buck’s face. He leans into the touch, his eyes still closed and a dopey expression etched into his features. “You should come by Den of Iniquity sometime. I think you’d enjoy it.”
“We might just do that. Take care.” Taking her sub’s hand again the pair take their leave back to their car leaving Buck and Eddie alone.
Once they’ve disappeared down the road Eddie reaches for Buck, pulling him forward and bullying him into his arms. Buck goes happily, resting his head against Eddie’s shoulder and tucking his head into his neck.
“I’m so proud of you,” He coos, stroking his hands up and down Buck’s back. “You were so good for me. My perfect boy.”
“Mm, thank you, Sir,” Busk sighs, serenely. “Can we just stay like this for a bit?”
“Five minutes,” Eddie indulges, arching his neck to press a kiss to Buck’s temple. “And then I’m locking your cock up for a month.”
He feels Buck grin against his neck. “Worth it.”