#I AM NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THE RACE DYNAMICS OF THE NATE SITUATION!!

[goblinconceivable]

More Leverage ‘cuz binging

stuff and thoughts

1.3

Aha, there be NW going a bit flaily, in completely appropriate usage and reminiscent of Ford while being distinct rather than competing.  “Manic” lols

Like that little ongoing joke about Sophie not running things like Nate speechwise.  And that little speed up to the scene transition?  I really like it.

Parker’s performance on the shooting range?  She’s come so very far as a grifter.  Eliot seeing the cop car and riffing?  So has he.  All highlighted by Breanna racing to catch up.

Even though we don’t know these gamblers, I love this extension of the Team’s “social network.”  Back in the day we had Maggie, and the “Second Team,” but in this revival they’re more integrated into a worldwide web.  I think they were all actors at the fake auction, hoping to see more characters, and some blasts from the past.   Archie?  Maggie?  Sterling is 100% going to show up at some point, I figure a quick cameo at the end of the halfseason break.  It’s a nice touch that this time the gamblers are indebted to Ford, keeps the memory alive while loosening up the playing field.  (Also knew the woman at least was in on something with her slightly off line read “not again”)  Subtle and effective foreshadow :D

I would like to hear more about that gorilla enclosure.

Hey they showed the red button, and like the gun in the first act...  Buuuut, is this another winging it situation, or a flashback setup?

Parker eating Eliot’s cake?!?!?  double lols

I am satisfied with my flashback reveal explanation.

And yeah, the pearl.  Gun #2.

1.4

“We usually let our clients find us.”

Well, no.  Remember way back when, Hardison had set up web crawlers to find clients?  Remember one episode ago when they picked up the job based on a TikTok post from a teenager to her friends?  And they already knew this was in Harry’s backlog and that he’s seeking redemption.  All in all, stupid line.

O. M. G.  Parker and ELIOT know Klingon!  And Beanna had a lovely comeback!  And Eliot did his twitchy thing!  They’re becoming a family it’s so cute :D

Okay they didn’t know, but why do I know?  Didn’t he talk about it with his old boss and they were listening?  Didn’t they do a background search on him?  This feels shoddy and unnecessary, just there to have him going rogue without... actually... having gone rogue.  

Breanna brilliant.  Again harkens back, this time to Parker and whatever that duck thing was.  Building her own brother/sister relationship with Eliot, which makes me miss the old Parker/Eliot.  I think Parker grew up along the line and their dynamic changed a little, which is natural but makes me really want a good scene between them.  Which itself is odd because the Klingon thing just happened and that was adorable, but maybe it didn’t hit how I wanted because it was at heart about something between Eliot/Hardison and Parker/Hardison rather than Eliot/Parker.

I will mention here that despite preferring the Eliot/Parker dynamic in fic, in canon I love Parker/Hardison and hooking up Eliot and Parker romantically would be very wrong.  But platonically speaking, I do think they’re my favourite dynamic onscreen.

Re: Harry/Sophie scene...  This feel unearned, is this the intended episode order?  It must be, given the platform, but I was not aware that he was not in that raw “redemption” phase anymore such that he’d be ashamed enough to hide this?  I don’t feel how this was his “Big Regret,” why this case carries the emotional weight.  Yes, people died, but he wasn’t there or personally know anyone affected.  People died from the opiates.  

It’s hard not to compare with the original run, especially because there are so many callbacks, but this feels like a vague shadow of Nate, the first that comes to mind is his emotional conversation with Maggie about not getting the experimental treatment approved.  And that was earned and fundamental and an actual admission of deep trauma.  Maybe more an analog to Eliot’s reveal about Damien Moreau, since that wasn’t central to the show premise either, but that was POWERFUL.  For reasons we all know why.  I don’t know what this is.  Which makes it feel cheap.  Convo with Eliot lends legitimacy, but I don’t feel it, don’t feel that Harry’s depth is the same.

Probably because they haven’t shown us that he actually knew he was on the wrong side all along but was burying it.  I don’t know if Eliot’s speech is harkening to that, but even if it is, not organic.

But hell if I don’t adore the reveal that Parker was there.  Because a) she knows that about Eliot so she doesn’t even need to comment and Eliot doesn’t care she hears and b) adds some dynamic to the scene and c) speaks to the comfort in their roles during a con, even if they really haven’t done them in a while.  Though we know Parker and Eliot do most of the travelling, is that seperate or together?

It’s been increasingly nagging me, but they’re going after Jason, when clearly they should be going after his wife?  Or was she not involved then?  I’m fuzzy on that?  So instead they’re triggering a dude who was being manipulated, and at least atm it appears to be about catching him rather than using him to get to his wife, who is legit our expected kind of evil?  I just feel bad for this guy.  All kinds of confused with this episode.

The end was satisfying I guess, but also not?  But also yes?  I’m used to a hammer fall at the end, stamping the bow into the thing, but in this case the ending was initially funky because they didn’t get justice, just money and such.  I do like that we get the intended result in a roundabout way but there was no flashback to the workman’s comp thing to show the real ending with a wink and nod.

I just didn’t get this episode, maybe on a second viewing without pausing it’ll go better.

[domitxnate]

Scene Week - Silas and Nate

Who: Nate Lynn and Silas Karofsky @subsilask

When: May 25th - Nate’s room

Class: Denial (Silas)

Notes: TPE day, lots of denial, slut shaming

Silas: Silas raced to Nate's room after class. He'd been held up be a teacher lecturing him on being too distracted during their class and Silas wasn't sure if he was going to beat Nate back to his room at all. He slide to his knees from a run and knocked, panting and praying to himself "please don't answer, please don't answer"

Nate took his time, getting towards his room to see the boy kneeling in front of it. Nate came up to him, running his hand against Silas' hair. "There's my good boy," he said, tugging at the locks. "Didja just get here?" he asked, notcing the slight hitch in Silas' breath as Nate opened the door and let them both in. Nate shut the door and dropped his bag. "Get naked and then you're gonna suck me off before ya start on chores and dinner. I still gotta get a swim in before dinner, so let's no go slow," he said, pulling down his shorts and leaning against the door, waiting for Silas to comply.

Silas: Relief flooded over him as he saw Nate walking down the hall toward him. Thank god. He leaned into Nate's touch looking up with pure adoration. "Yes Sir, I ....had to stay and talk to a teacher and I was afraid I'd be late." He crawled into the door and got naked as always, tossing his clothes into this bag and leaving it by the door. Nate was barely done with instructions by the time Silas' lips parted around the Dom's cock. This was where he'd been needing to be all week. Since Prom, Silas couldn't help but be pulled to this room, wanting to be here more because it felt safe and simple. He bobbed his head, not wasting anytime, slicking Nate's memeber lower and lower with each increasingly deeper thrust until he could get it to slide down his throat. He held his mouth open wide, encouraging Nate to move with him to help speed this along if Nate was in a rush.

Nate hummed as Silas explained his concerns, "Well ya lucked out so I'm glad everythin' ended up fine." Nate waited against the door, watching Silas quickly strip himself down to be naked in front of him and crawl towards him. Nate sighed and moaned as Silas' mouth was immediately around the head of his cock, and Nate's hand in Silas' hair. "There we go. Sir's cock missed a little slut on it. Now suck it nice and fast. We got stuff to do."

Silas: Silas hummed around the familiar length and sped up his efforts. He really needed to talk to Nate sometime to see if he was allowed to use his hands in these situations or not. He started to relax and let the days stresses fall away as he felt Nate stiffen and finally release, proud of himself for being able to get him off so quickly. He sat back on his haunches and licked his lips, looking up a little smug.

Nate was moaning with every movement of the submissive boy, letting Silas do all the work around his cock. It didn't take much time before he felt his orgasm approach and exploded deep into silas' throat. Panting and moaning as he calmed, Nate ran his hand through the man's hair, "good boy," he breathed, making his way over towards the couch to sit down and relax. "C'ere," he called pointing the the space in front of his feet, "all fours," he ordered, lifting his legs to steady them on Silas' back while he gave himself a moment to calm and figure out what was going to happen next.

Silas: Silas swallowed, sadden that he couldn't taste much of Nate. Catching his own breath, he smiled up at his Dom, pleased he'd pleased him. He padded over and smoothly went to his knees in front of the couch, then all fours. His plugged ass held high until he felt Nate's legs on him and he flattened his back to accomodate him. "Um, Sir? I'm sorry, but...may I use the bathroom again soon?"

Nate looked down at Silas, fixing his boxers, "Nah, ya didn't go that long ago, ya can wait," he said as he sat down settling onto the couch with his legs up on Silas. He flipped through the channels a bit, trying to decide what to watch or do with himself for the evening. Finally he took his feet down and pulled up Silas' head by his hair, "Go head up some mac and cheese. There's a large container of it in the fridge. Head up two plates and bring mine out here."

Silas: "But Sir...it's been since lunch, " he groaned. This whole not being able to pee thing was getting out of control. Was he going to watch every time? Was he soon going to be the sub tied to the pole in the courtyard like Robin was today? Nate's feet weighed on his red back and Silas grunted at the dull pain. It was nothing he couldn't power through, but it was a harsh reminder of the scenes this week. He let Nate use him, trying not to focus on his growing need to pee and his hard cock. It seemed like he was always hard around Nate and he wondered if the Dom had ever even seen him soft when he wasn't caged. Suddenly, his hair was yanked and he yelped, eyes trained on Nate as he listened. "YEs, Sir," he said, crawling to the kitchen and digging through the fridge for the mac n cheese. Was that all Nate ate? How'd the swimmer stay so thin? Was that why he swam so much? Silas pondered as the microwave spun their food, then he carefully picked up Nate's plate. The Dom had specifically said to bring 'his' plate to him. Silas looked at the second plate, considering what to do with it, before leaving it on the counter and bringing Nate's to him, kneeling next to the Dom.

Nate looked over at Silas with a raised brow, "Are you questioning me, pet?" Silas wanted full TPE and the trust was, so did Nate. He wanted to know if this was a dynamic they could really pull off in more of a long-term setting. Nate took his feet down, watching Silas move and follow directions. When Silas was next to him, plate in hand, Nate gave him a smile and a hand through the boy's hair, "Good boy," he said, taking the plate from Silas. "Ya may go pee. No longer than a minute and then ya may get ya plate come here and eat it by my feet."

Silas: "I just....no Sir," he sighed, knowing better than to push Nate. He tried not to think about his bladder as he made their food and returned with Nate's plate. Silas leaned into the touch and then with a quick thank you, dashed off to the bathroom. He peed quickly and grabbed his plate, walking back and sitting cross legged on the floor, eating dinner. "Thank you, Sir, for letting me pee and dinner." He'd learned his lesson about not giving proper thanks. "How were classes today?"

Nate started to eat as Silas took care of himself, and was in front of him again very quickly. Nate rubbed at Silas' hair quickly, before returning to his own dinner. "You're welcome, pet. Oh, classes were alright. I felt a little tired all day but I think that has more to do with how exhausted I am from this week," he said simply, "How were yours?"

Silas: Silas nodded with a mouth full of noodles. "Same, Sir. I couldn't keep my eyes open half the day, the other half I was just trying not to lose control....not that I mind, Sir, but I do think my teachers were annoyed at me. One did keep me after and I had to admit to him why I was so fidgety. He laughed and slapped my ass" Silas took another bite and leaned his head back against the couch, looking up at Nate. "If you're too tired to play with your slut tonight, I won't be mad. Maybe... I should rub your feet or arms or whatever gets sore on swimmers?"

Nate gave a shrug, "the instructors know what's goin' on. I mean, they want us to practice real-world things, so we do. Just means ya gotta learn to focus a little less on ya own wants and more on what you're expected to focus on," Nate said, putting some macaroni and cheese in his mouth and shooting the boy a smile. Nate chuckled when Silas told him how one instructor reacted, "Well that sounds about right." Nate looked down at Silas, interested in the slutty-selfless side he was portraying. "We'll see, pet. Night's not over," he said simply finishing up his dinner and putting the plate on the floor. "Shoulders," he said simply, "and thighs. that's was gets sore on swimmers. Finish ya dinner and ya can take care of the dishes. We'll see what you'll do for me after that."

Silas: "It's real hard, though," he said honestly. Trying to focus on the droning teachers lecture when all he could think of was being here with Nate was near impossible, let alone when he had to pee. "I'll try to do better though, Sir..." he didn't want Nate to look bad, and he would, if Silas' grades started dropping. Silas wasn't used to all this slow, domestic stuff, but he did feel comfortable with it. Maybe one day, this would always be their routine. "Right, that makes sense... I could clean them for you. Yes sir, thank you," he said, eating a few more bites and then setting his fork over the plate. It was too rich for him, too heavy, and it filled him up fast. He cleared both plates and washed them, dried them and put them away before crawling back to Nate's side. He waited to see if Nate had more instructions or if he was to be a cockwarmer for now.

Nate nodded, "Well no one said it was gonna be easy," Nate answered, "I know ya will my good boy," he said flashing a smile at the man. Silas set off to follow orders while Nate relaxed on the couch, something he found himself enjoying more than he thought he would. The idea that the necessities were taken care of and Nate could just relax and not have to worry about it. He heard the dishes clanking in the background, letting his mind wander as the TV played in the background. When Silas returned to Nate's side, his hand went into the boy's locks again, pulling and playing with them. "Get me hard pet. Use your mouth, then when I'm rock hard, ride me until I cum."

Silas: Silas knew he'd really try, not just to avoid the wrath of his teachers, but because Nate told him to and Nate was, well Nate was important. Even though cleaning and cooking wasn't exactly what he desired in a scene, it was kind of nice. Relaxing. He wouldn't mind having orders to take care of Nate's suite so the Dom could focus on more important things, in fact, Silas thought he could take great pride in keeping it up...maybe more if there was the promise of sex afterwards. He smiled at Nate's side, happy to be useful, his body clenching around the thick plug still wedged inside him. "MMm gladly, Sir," he smirked, taking Nate's cock from his shorts and starting to suck it. He'd gotten pretty good at reading Nate and knowing what he liked and very soon he had him hard. "May I get on the couch, Sir? So I can ride your perfect cock and make you cum?"

Nate laid back against the couch as Silas began, the familiar sensations of the boy's mouth on his cock, quickly growing in excitement. "There's a good boy, suckin' my cock so good," he moaned. Once he was hard, he moaned as Silas got off him and asked his permission. "Yea, pet. Ya may be on the couch to ride me."

Silas: Silas hummed around Nate's cock, always happy to pull a compliment from Nate. When he was hard, Silas was tempted to just keep going to taste his cum, but those weren't his orders. With Nate's permission Silas climbed up on to the couch, but instead of straddling Nate, he went towards his feet, turning so his ass was facing Nate. On his knees, Silas bend and reached behind him, slowly working the thick plug out of himself, putting on a show for the Dom.

Nate was a little confused after Silas asked for permission on the couch, but didn't take it. Quickly figuring it out, Nate smiled, watching as the plug slowly pulled out of his hot hole. "Look at that," nate moaned, leaning forward, "Look at that gaping hole," he moaned, sliding his finger in and rolling along Silas' walls. "Now get that hot ass on my cock, good boy. Now."

Silas: Silas held his position and let Nate rub his sensitive hole. "Just for you, Sir...you made me gape for you...stretched me all day," he groaned. He backed up and crawled over Nate's thick cock, lining his hole up and slowly sliding down on Nate's hard rod. He barely had to adjust and soon leaned forward bracing himself on Nate's legs and started to ride Nate, giving the Dom a full view of his ass.

Nate moaned softly, "That's right. Just for me," he murmured, "All for me." He watched as Silas backed up, sliding himself down on Nate's hard length, the Dom moaning as he laid his head back on the couch. "Fuck, pet. Nice and slow. I wanna feel every inch bury in your tight ass," he encouraged, placing his hands at Silas' waist, guiding him up and down.

Silas: "For you... " He groaned moving slow, letting Nate set the pace. Every movement felt more intense at this slow speed and Silas cock grew harder. "God Sir...I love how you stretch me out." He sat back, taking Nate deep inside him, tensing and milking his cock, groaning out loud as the tease that was meant for Nate wound up teasing him more.

Nate grunted as Silas continued, slow pushes down on his thick, hard member. "That's right, nice and slow, let that cock stretch ya," he growled. Nate gripped his fingers around Silas waist a little tighter along the meat of it. "There we go. Now faster. Bounce on that cock like it's ya damn job."

Silas: Groaning he sped up, rocking up and down harder and faster. He gripped the back of the couch with one hand to steady himself and bounced on Nate's cock. "ah fuck Sir...fuck...feels so good, Sir." He reached down past his hard cock and massaged Nate's balls

Nate moaned louder, "Yea...yea, so good," he moaned back, trying hard to keep his hips down, wanting Silas to do all the work and earn the cum that was going to fill him. "Yea? tell me how good. Tell me how much ya love that cock fucking your tight ass."

Silas: Silas grunted and worked faster, harder, letting his body fall back hard into Nate's cock each time. "So good...I missed your cock so much Sir...so full...fuck me. I want to feel your cum drip out of me. Wanna plug my ass back up and keep it inside me..have you add to it all night until I'm full. Ah fuck...Sir. So good...Slut's don't get to cum only you, Sir. Tell me how you'll never let me cum Sir!!"

Nate loved hearing Silas turn into a needy, slutty puddle. He was trying to avoid getting Silas to the head space, but he certainly wasn't going to turn it down. "That's right, you dirty whore," Nate moaned, reaching around to give Silas a couple quick pumps of his own bouncing cock before letting go of it, letting it bounce around. "Oh yea? Ya want that slutty ass filled with my cum? Leave it in all night? Hmmm, that sounds good to me, ya little slut. Ya better start makin' me cum then."

Silas: Silas' toes curled and his body quivered. Nate's voice turned him on so much. "Oh god yes, Sir. Please Sir," he begged for Nate's cum. Rolling his hips, he tried something new, rotating his hips to get more of a smooth motion going, urging Nate to cum with his grunts and moans. "Fill your slut up, Sir, please, show me how easy it is for /you/ to cum"

Nate groaned as Silas rode faster, feeling his cock be milked by Silas' tight walls. "OH yes, slut, just like that," he moaned, feeling himself grow hotter and hotter. "Oh god....I'm cumin, slut...I'm cumin'!" he cried out, exploding deep in Silas' ass, moaning hard and loud as his body tensed around it. "Fuuuuuck," he growled, pushing into the sub a few more times to ride out his climax.

Silas: Silas kept the same motion going, and event though his own cock was rock hard, he really was more focused on making Nate cum. He knew he'd never get of tonight and he accepted it. As Nate tensed and groaned, Silas rode him faster, tensing to milk his cock which finally spilled inside him with a few last grunts. He kept his mouth shut, letting Nate ride out the ecstasy. When he felt Nate relax he carefully fell forward, keeping his ass high in the air and grabbed his plug from the end of the couch and put on a show of shoving it back in his used hole, then slipped back down to his knees on the floor. "Thank you Sir," he whimpered, trying not to think about his own aching need to cum.

Nate breathed heavily, burying himself deep inside the submissive as he calmed down. nate watched as Silas fell forward, plugged up his ass again. "Mmm, so nice," he moaned enjoying the view. He pointed down to his cock, "Clean it up, slut."

Silas didn't think twice. He leaned forward on his knees to take Nate back into his mouth, sucking hard to clean off any remaining juices from their escapades. He lapped and licked until Nate grew soft, then relaxed, just holding Nate in his mouth, ever so slightly suckling him.

Nate relaxed again as Silas licked and lapped at the relax cock, cleaning it of Nate's spilled cum. When Silas just sat there, Nate's flacid cock in his mouth, the dom enjoyed that he was warming it as he was told earlier, barely sucking on it as Nate was able to focus on the program he was watching.

Silas relax into his role as nothing more than a chaste cock warmer. He let his eyes drift closed as he sucked so gently on Nate's cock, and after a few minutes he felt himself drifting to sleep.

Nate enjoyed the feeling of Silas' mouth around his cock and letting the moment happen around him. Something fel a little off - not bad, just weird, and he finally looked down to notice that Silas had fallen asleep. If Nate was being honest - it was adorable. And he avoided the jokes about a baby sucking a pacifier that came into his head. "Hey, Prince," he said softly, tapping the boy's head a bit, "I think it's bed time now."

Silas: Silas grumbled around Nate's cock as the Dom tried to rouse him. "Hm? Mggmm," he groaned, sucking harder on Nate's member in protest. He was perfectly content where he was and moving sounded awful. Especially because it meant walking back to his dorm probably.

Nate moaned sharply at the sudden change of sensation, loving it, but suddenly being overly confused, "Wait wait wait," he said, pulling on Silas' hair to stop him. "If you're falling asleep, we're stoppin' this cos I'm fairly sure that fills under nonconsent"

Silas: Silas stopped but grunted at Nate in frustration. He let Nate's cock fall from his lips. "I'm awake, Sir," he protested, "You still have to go swim and I was going to do chores for you. Really I'm fine, it's just...relaxing sucking on you."

Nate lifted his eyebrowns at him, feeling the twinge of sass from the submissive, giving him a soft, yet alerting, tap on his cheek. "Watch the tone. This is about my comfort lever just as much as it's about yours, boy. So if you're falin' asleep on me I'm not really willin' to have ya still suckin' on my cock." Nate took a breath, shaking his head in an attempt to calm down. "Go get my swim bag and bring it to me."

Silas winced at the smack, not that it hurt that bad, but the insult was stingy. "I wasn't being sassy, " he protested, "..Sir." The sub sat up and back on his knees, and tried to wipe the frustration from his face before he crawled off to get Nate's bag in his bed room. With a quick glance at the door to make sure Nate wasn't coming, Silas opened the bag and pulled out Nate's speedo. He grabbed a marker from Nate's desk and wrote on the fabric inside the crotch. "silas is my cumslut" and then stuffed them back in his bag. He carried the bag back out to Nate, groaning as the plug deep inside him shifted and hit his prostate as he walked. He dropped to his knees at Nate's side and handed him the bag. "Sorry I was grumpy, Sir..."

Nate let Silas crawl away and kept them in silence. Nate was feeling a little annoyed and was happy that he was going to get a minute to cool down while he was at the pool. He stood up as he heard Silas crawl out, and gave the Dom his bag. "Good boy," he said, hearing the boy's apology, "It's alright," he said, playing with the boy's hair at his side. "I'll be back by 6. I want 4 edges while I'm gone. Also put my laundry away and vaccuum. That should keep ya busy enough."

Silas: "got it Sir," he chimed, oh so pleased with himself. When Nate changed he'd be sure to see his message and be thinking about Silas the whole time he swam. "Clean and edge. Don't cum. Got it. Be safe please? No drowning." As Nate left he found it very odd to be in the Dom's room alone. "Well then..". He said to himself. He'd better get started. In the interest of fun and fun alone he started by edging. His hand went to his cock but without any porn or anything it wasn't the same. Busting out his phone he pulled up pornhub and got to work. He took his time, enjoying the permitted touching and before he knew it half an hour had gone by. "SHIT!" He jumped up, running to grab the vacuum and quickly running it over the whole apartment. Five o clock. He could do this. He was a little more bold now he jumped on Nate's bed and pulled his phone out again. This edge was less enjoyable in his hurry. Then on to laundry with a stiff aching cock. His folding job could have been better but the clock kept ticking. Half way through the laundry he stopped and edged again because he just had to touch himself. Three down. He had to really focus to not just say fuck it and let himself cum. Nate wouldn't know. He pushed the thought away and put the laundry in its places and then settled into the couch for his final edge. He was sweating and arching his hips into his hand when Nate came home. "Sir! Hi!" He jumped, on to the floor and knelt, his cock dripping like a faucet.

Nate sighed in relief as Silas seemed to take his orders well and without issue, so maybe everything was okay. "I won't drown, I promise," Nate said with a smirk, heading over to the pool. He made quick work of getting over there in order to get his full workout in before he said he'd be back. He almost missed his altered swim attire, trying to get dressed as fast as possible. When he did see it, he chuckled to himself, shaking his head softly as he put them on. The only time he didn't think about the sub waiting for him was in the water - he didn't think of anything during that time. That time was always just for him and was always about the end game and life goals he worked towards. He got out the the pool and grabbed his stuff, quickly heading back to his room. He opened the door to see the boy damn near bouncing on his knees. "Well hello there, Prince. So happy to see me?" he chuckled, running his fingers against Silas' hair. "Did ya do what ya were told?"

Silas' heart raced and he wasn't sure if it was because he wasn't sure if he was allowed on the furniture or if it was because he'd missed Nate. "Yes sir. Of course. How was your swim?" He hummed as Nate pet him and moved closed, practically hugging his leg, his cock gently pulsing on Nate's shin. "Yes Sir all done...kinda feel like your maid...or dog," he laughed.

Nate smiled as Silas came closer, rubbing up against him, "Ya not either, ya my good boy," he murmured softly. "Stand up," he ordered and immediately stroked Silas' cock, "let's see if ya really got all five of those edges I ordered," he said, running the palm of his hand over the head, picking up some precum to use as lubricant, stroking him slow and steady. "Mmm, you're throbbing pet," he moaned against the boy's ear.

Silas: Silas stood and gave Nate an adoring smile. "It was weird being here without you. It's too big." The sub gasped as Nate touched him. "Oh god Sir... I just finished the last one... oh god... fuck...yeah, I'm way too close, Sir. Please. Don't let me cum, Sir."

Nate chuckled, "Well there seems to be lots of big things right now," he joked, still stroking him slowly and fully. Once he heard Silas beg to not to cum, "There's a good boy," he moaned again, letting go of Silas' cock and just standing next to him for a minute, staying close. "Breathe pet. Breathe through it."

Silas: Silas grasped Nate's arm just to ground himself as he took deep breaths to try and calm down. "D-do you belive me now, Sir?."

Nate hummed, "Yea, I definitely do. Seems like ya were a very good boy for me. Now get on your knees. I wanna cum now."

Silas: "Always, Sir. Did you get my note?" Silas smirked and moved to put Nate's cock between his lips. He kissed the tip and hummed, " your cock whore missed you. Use my mouth, Sir, please. It makes me so horny."

Nate chuckled, "That I did. I don't know whether to feel touched about it, or spank ya for markin' up my suit," he chuckled, "But it was a nice little surprise, pet." He watched as Silas sunk to his knees and his cock sucked in between his lips, bringing a moan from Nate's throat. He put his hand on the back of Silas' head to keep it still and pushed onto the cock, thrusting his hips forward into Silas' mouth. "Like that, little slut? Want me to fuck ya throat nice and hard?"

Silas: Silas smiled and then shook his head. "noooo it's cute, no spankings," he protested, nuzzling him. Silas was happy Nate was home and his cock was back in the sub's mouth like it should be. The swimmer's skin tasted like cholorine and not at all like it normally tasted which was disappointing but it wouldn't deter him. Silas groaned and his hips rocked as Nate knowingly teased him with his words. He whined around Nate's cock and opened his mouth wide letting Nate push in deep.

Nate chuckled, "Yea, maybe it's a little cute" he agreed. He moaned loudly, thrusting his hips into Silas' mouth, feeling him suck and gag on him. He pulled out of the boy's throat, slapping his wet cock across Silas' face. "Ya gonna make me cum, whore? Cum all over that slutty face?"

Silas: Silas whimpered. "No, sir bring it back," he begged, saddened at the loss of Nate's cock. "Yes sir! Please, cum all over your whore's face. Leave it there all day. Make me wear your cum, please Sir. Everyone should see that I'm your cum whore," he begged, his mouth still trying to catch Nate's moving cock.

Nate hummed a little, rubbing his wet cock over the boys' face. He enjoyed watching him root for his cock, chasing it with his needy mouth. Nate moaned at the boys' words, shoving his cock in his mouth again. Nate fucked the hole nice and quick a few times, letting Silas' cheeks milk him as he sucked until he was at his climax, pulling out and covering the boys' face with his cum.

Silas: Silas had desperation rising in him as he saught out the cock just inches away, but such a hard target. Finally, he stopped as Nate pressed into his mouth and eventually came hard, unloading on his face. Sila reached up to clear a smear from his eye and licked his fingers clean. "Thank you, Sir for making me your cum slut," he said, his own needy cock dripping almost as much as Nate had cum. "Please, Sir...distract your needy slut from how bad it has to cum."

Nate groaned blissfully through his orgasm, watching the white ribbons splash against his slut's face, loving the aesthetic of it all. "Of course, my perfect slut. Such a good, dirty boy for me," he moaned, watching Silas suck cum off his own fingers. "Distract ya, hmm?" he hummed, pulling on the boy's hair to make him look up at him. He honestly wasn't sure what to do. His cock needed time to relax but he knew the best way to get Silas relaxed was to get a cock in his mouth. "Stay here," he said, "spread ya knees and hands behind ya back," he said, walking into his room and bringing back a full length mirror and a suction cum dildo. He set the mirror up against a wall and placed the cock on it. "Come suck this, slut. I don't want ya getting rusty with ya skills."

Silas: Silas was dying of curiosity as Nate ran off. He got into position and waited fairly impatiently, eyes trained on the hall. When Nate returned with the mirror he cocked his head at the Dom. A smile grew in his face as he started to understand. "Oh god... thank you Sir, you really know how to keep a slut entertained."

Nate smirked over at Silas as he became giddy over the idea and Nate definitely took mental note of it. He set off to the couch, getting his laptop and going over things for class as Silas made himself busy with the dildo. After a while, watching Silas go to town on the fake dick made Nate hard again and got up and walked over to him. He knelt behind the boy and started taking the plug out. "Do not let that cock leave your mouth, slut," he ordered, slowly pulling the plug out, watching a little of his cum before drip out before pressing his cock into Silas' ass again. This one went quick as Nate was ruthless in fucking him hard and fast, just to get himself off. When another load was emptied into Silas, Nate replaced the plug. "Enough whore. Follow me, I need a shower," he said, working his way to the bathroom. "KNeel by the shower and edge while you wait."

Silas: Silas got lost in sucking the fake cock. It was crazy to be able to see his face and just exactly how at peace he looked with a cock in his mouth, and how possessed he could see when he really focused on sucking and taking it down his throat. He had forgotten Nate was there when the Dom spoke and came up behind him. A loud grown passed his lips as the plug eased out and the warm cum dropped down his ass. He Moaned and whimpered at the loss until Nate filled him up. This was his dream, filled at both ends, and it was just as good as he'd imagined it would be.

Silas: Nates thrusts had him gagging more than once and he wanted to pull off the dick just to be able to cry out. All this built up tension and lust needed some escape. But he resigned to moaning around the fake cock until Nate spilled inside him again and plugged his used hole once more. His body was shaking with the effort not to beg to cum, his rock hard cock aching as he padded off after Nate to the bathroom. How was he supposed to edge when he was already so damn close!? He knelt and looked up at the Dom with pleading eyes as Nate got in. "Your whore is already so close Sir...and kinda has to pee again...please..."

Nate had gotten himself into the shower when he heard Silas' words. Nate turned on the water, letting the warmness hit him as he looked over at Silas, poking his head out of the shower curtain. "Tell ya what, slut. Choose. Ya can either pee or ya can cum."

Silas: Silas looked up just in time to see Nate all naked and wet haired, looking even more fantastic than normal. "Sir..." he pleaded, what an impossible choice! On one had , he could live not cumming but he'd have to pee eventually either way. But he'd edged so many times and he knew if he did it again right now he'd cum and fail and get a punishment he didn't even want to try and imagine. Plus, how often did Nate ever let him cum? And it could be a trap. He could pick cum and Nate could still deny him. Fuck. Silas looked down at his red swollen cock and then back up to Nate's wet drilling face, his own face still covered in cum now mostly dry and making his skin feel odd. Maybe the question itself was a trap and he shouldn't choose either! He pouted at Nate. "Cum? If it pleases Sir? Or pee? I don't know sir. Sluts aren't good at choices about what they do with their bodies, that's why Slut needs his Sir to tell him when to cum and when to eat and pee."

Nate watched as Silas went through his insane choices, which was Nate's point all along. "It would please Sir to have his slut choose which he wants more," he said simply, using the time Silas was thinking to wash himself and get out of the shower. "Alright then," he said simply, getting out of the dripping shower, "Pee. Ya have 30 seconds so do it now," he said simply, still standing in the bathroom while he dried himself off."

Silas: Silas sighed, heart broken that he couldn't do what Nate wanted him to do. He ran through his options over and over but he just couldn't figure the riddle out. When He heard the shower turn off he looked up to Nate, disappointed in himself slightly. At the order, he jumped up, knowing Nate meant what he said. He stood over the toilet, trying to force his cock down far enough to aim properly but his cock was rock hard and wasn't cooperating . He felt the clock ticking down. He finally got it in position and willed himself to pee, but nothing happened. He needed to cum so much more than he needed to pee in the moment . "I can't Sir," he said nearly panicked as he was sure he was out of time.

Nate watched as Silas stood in front of the toilet. It was taking way too long and he could tell Silas was beating himself up over it. Nate came up behind him, his hand running slowly down Silas' free arm, "Yea ya can," he said softly against the boys' hear, his voice soft but still forceful. "It's what I want. It's what I want my dirty little slut to do right now. So I know ya can do it."

Silas: Silas shivered and did start to relax slightly under Nate's touch. He hadn't anyone coaxing him into peeing since he was potty training and he suddenly felt very small. His cock twitched as Nate called him dirty and Silas shot him a look, "Not helping, Sir." He shook it off and took a few breaths. He'd have to go eventually and with Nate standing right there watching. His face blushed. Such a simple task and yet he was failing. With another deep breath he pushed all the world away and closed his eyes, finally going.

Nate was a little taken back by Silas' tone, not understanding why it wouldn't have helped since it always seemed to. Nate took a step back, saying nothing and keeping his temper under wraps. He wanted to get mad - this is the kind of stuff Silas always said he wanted. It was stuff they'd been working towards since they met and something about the way Silas said he wasn't helping wasn't sitting well with the Dom. He took his steps back, leaning against the door, trying to calm his head down. Maybe this was just a rocky point they were hitting. Maybe this was just where they need to figure things out, and maybe that was okay. Nate couldn't expect things to go perfectly every time - that wasn't logical. Once Silas was done, Nate looked the boy over, "Good boy. Now go back to practicing on the cock," he ordered, trying to get Silas back in the headspace.

Silas: Silas sighed in relief as his bladder emptied, though he wished he'd gone with the cumming option as soon as he was done. He fell back to his knees and padded over to Nate, nuzzling his leg. "Thank you Sir for letting your slut pee and for making it's choices for it," he said, then nodded at the order. It looked like he'd be kept busy and dripping all night, not that the sub minded. He crawled back to the mirror and got back to work, plugged ass set high in the air as he moaned and groaned around the cock. It was all he could manage not to reach under himself and give himself a few strokes, but he knew he'd never stop if he touched himself right now. His cock dripped a puddled under him and after a while when his jaw started to ache, he stopped sucking and leaned down to lick up the mess. "Sluts don't leave messes on Sir's floor, " he told himself, then got back to the cock, giving it sloppy head, his face slick with saliva and smacking noises filling the room.

Nate settled himself back onto the couch with his school work, finding himself yawning more than he wasn't. He took a look at the time and figured it was time to head in soon. He looked up at Silas, still going crazy against the cock which put a smile on the Dom's face. "Beautiful," he said, mostly to himself. He put his computer away and got up in time to see Silas licking up the mess he'd mad on the floor with his needy dripping cock. "Good slut," he moaned, taking the plug out of Silas again. "Get your mouth back on that cock," he ordered with a slap to Silas' ass before pushing himself into the used hole again. Nate's thrusts were forceful and hard, slapping his pelvis against Silas' ass which each one. He reached around once Nate knew he was close, stroking Silas' cock slowly. It throbbed in his hand as he felt himself explode again, filling Silas once again with his cum, and picked up the pace on Silas' cock. "Cum, slut. But don't you even think about getting your mouth off that cock," he said, pumping Silas furiously.

Silas: Silas wriggled his ass in thanks at the praise, lapping up the mess without a second thought, something that he'd struggled with just a few weeks ago. Nate's fingers on the plug had him hopeful he'd get used once more before bed and his face lit up. "Please fill me again, Sir," he begged, taking the cock between his lips with gusto at the order. Nate wasn't gentle and Silas could barely keep up. He gave up trying to bob his head and just forced the cock to the back of his mouth, letting Nate's thrusts fuck the cock down his throat. He gagged and choked on the cock while nate pounded him relentlessly. it wasn't until he felt Nate twitch and the hand on his cock that he pulled back for air, moaning and gasping. Cum?! Really? He couldn't believe it! Silas pressed his lips tight around the fake phallus, wanting to be sure he didn't mess up his chances. Even if he'd wanted to keep denying himself, he couldn't have. With in seconds Silas was cumming hard all over the floor, his body shaking and twitching almost violently as he let go of the load he'd been holding all day. One loud cry and then he was suckling the tip of the cock like a pacifier as he rode out the waves and twitches of his orgasm. He didn't dare move until Nate told him.

Nate pumped Silas to conclusion, making the boy shoot his load on the floor underneath him. "There's a good slut. Let it all out," he moaned, continuing until he felt Silas start to shake, knowing that the oversensitivity had taken over. "Off the cock, slut," he moaned, pulling out of Silas and letting the cum leak out of his over used ass. "Clean up your mess"

Silas: Silas shivered and let his head fall to the floor, forehead resting on the hardwood as Nate pulled out of his ass. Cum dripped down his crack, over his balls and began to pool on the floor. Silas groaned, knowing he had quite the mess to clean. He panted a few more times, trying to get his head to stop spinning and think straight again. After a full minute he finally hefted his head up and backed up a few paces, sinking down to lick up first his own cum, still warm and wide spread across the whole area. Then with a sigh and a lick to his lips, he lapped up the Dom's cum that had dripped from his body, some fresh, some from much earlier that day he was sure. Grit and a piece of hair stuck to his tongue and he swallowed and pulled the hair from his mouth, wiping it on his thigh before looking up to Nate with glossy eyes. "Thank you, Sir....thank you," he breathed, not sure what he'd done to deserve to cum.

Nate watched as Silas got to it, licking up his own cum from the floor while Nate's dripped out of his ass. "Just gorgeous," he said softly again, enjoying the view of the boy. When Silas looked up at him, Nate walked closer, running his hand through Silas' hair. "Such a good boy," he hummed, enjoying Silas at his feet. After a few minutes, allowing the boy to calm, "Ya ready for a showing, darlin'?"

Silas: Silas practically purred under the praise, leaning into Nate's leg like a large dog that doesn't know it's size. "MMm yes... a shower sounds amazing, Sir. But um...will you come with? Hangout in the bathroom? Talk to me, please? I don't want to be alone."

Nate nodded with a smile, still running fingers through the boy's hair. "Of course, darlin'. C'mon."