Fairy Lights

Please note: The use of Christmas lights in this story is probably like, dangerous or something to do in real life. Please use extreme caution, and only use low-watt fairy lights should you wish to attempt it yourselves. Seriously, that would be such a humiliating way to die, and I'd hate to be in any way connected to it.


“A beautiful site! I’m happy tonight…”

“Walking in a Winter Wonderland!” Mark sang along happily to the radio as he finished untangling the Fairy lights. He looked over to his boyfriend, who was leaning slightly back in his chair reading a dusty old book. Mark tutted, picked up a pile of tinsel, and threw it over Tom. “Will you stop reading and get into the mood, you scrooge?!”

“I am in the mood!” Tom complained, his glasses askew from being knocked by the tinsel. “Look!” He held up his book to show ‘A Christmas Carol’.

“That doesn’t count.” Mark pouted as he walked over. He took the book from Tom and straddled his boyfriends lap. They kissed, and Mark pulled at Toms lip as they separated. He straightened Tom’s glasses and said “Help me decorate!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No! I’m no good at it! You know that. I don’t have colour coordination or anything!”

“You’re supposed to be gay!”

“You’re gay enough for the both of us.” Tom smirked at Marks fake offended face.

“You help me decorate or…” Mark hesitated as he noticed the way that the tinsel was draped around Tom’s shoulders and the chair.

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll decorate you!” Mark smiled triumphantly.

“You’ll ‘decorate me’? What does that even mean?”

“Oh, do you really want to know?” Mark teased. “You might not like it…”

“Show me, oh great one, what possible thing that you plan for me that’ll put me in your ‘Christmas mood’!”

Mark smiled and quickly bounced off his boyfriends lap and back to the table. He grabbed the fairy lights and flung a loop over Tom’s shoulders. “What are you-” Tom tried to stop Mark, but Mark very quickly looped up Tom’s wrists and bound them to his waist. After a few more twists, turns, loops and crosses over Tom’s chest and back, he found his upper body completely bound, with his elbows being tugged backwards towards each other, but being prevented by his bound wrists. “Where did you even learn to that?” Tom asked.

“I had a life before you, y’know.” Mark smiled as he pressed his hand to Tom’s chest to make him walk backwards. He grabbed the plug – the only remaining loose part of the lights – and put it into the socket on the wall. Tom lit up and Mark giggled. “There! Now do you feel ‘festive’?” The lights blinked and flashed in multiple colours.

“Alright! You’ve made your point. Untie me and I’ll help decorate.” Tom said as he struggled against the lights.

“What do you mean? I’m done! I’ve got my Christmas tree!” Mark giggled as he put his hands on Toms hips and pulled him a little closer.

“Oh c’mon Mark. Please?”

“But I like you like this.” He wrapped his arms fully around Tom and pulled their hips together as he put little kisses down Tom’s neck. “Don’t you like being my nice big festive tree?” Tom just moaned softly as Mark sucked on his neck. Mark brought his hands round to Tom’s chest and started undoing the buttons on his shirt. With a bit of a struggle against the tightness of the lights, Mark managed to pull open the shirt to fully show Tom’s smooth chest. As they kissed, Mark slowly rubbed Tom’s nipples. Applying a bit of pressure, Mark pushed him back till he hit the wall, then leaned against him. Tom smiled as Mark continued to rub his fingers over and around his nipples. They kept eye contact as he did, and Tom slowly noticed a glint in Marks eye.

“What are you-Ah!” Tom gasped and winced as Mark pinched down on his nipples. Immediately, Mark brought one hand up to the side of Tom’s head and the other to his shoulder as Tom leaned into him.

Planting more kisses down his neck, Mark whispered “Shh, it’s okay.” Softly into Toms ear. He stroked the back of Tom’s hair for a moment, before Tom straightened out and leant against the wall again. “You alright?” Tom nodded after a seconds thought, then smiled. Mark smiled back as he put his hands back on Tom’s chest. Tom wiggled slightly, looking worried. “It’s okay…” Mark said again as he rubbed the back of his index finger over on of Tom’s nipples. “You trust me?” Tom thought, then nodded again, to which Mark smiled.

He slowly started to rub Tom’s nipples and, after a moment, pinched them again, much softer this time. Tom smiled, and Mark pinched them again, slightly harder. He lent into kiss Tom as he started rubbing and pinching, increasing the pressure a little more each time. Before long, Tom started moaning from it as Mark added pulling to his pinching technique. He used his knee to part Tom’s legs and rubbed his thigh against Tom’s crotch, which made Tom moan harder. After a few minutes of the pleasure and the torture, when it sounded like Tom was just about to cum, Mark stopped, and stepped away from his boyfriend. “No…” Tom whimpered, to which Mark laughed.

“I always thought you might be into this sort of thing, but I never thought of a way to find out.” He smiled and kissed Tom. “But I don’t want you cumming yet. Not now I’ve finally got you where I’ve wanted you for a long, long time. Don’t go away.” He smiled as he went out the room. Tom stood there, whimpering slightly, bound in the flashing lights with his nipples erect and sore, and his cock tight against his trousers – Mark had always told him he’d regret wearing such tight trousers one day. He heard Mark rummaging around in their bedroom, and called out to him. “Just a minute!” Mark called back.

Mark re-entered the room, carrying with him a large black rucksack which he put on the table. Tom had seen it once before, on the day Mark moved in with him. He never thought to ask what was in it, but had wondered why it was padlocked. It disappeared into the bottom of Marks wardrobe and Tom hadn’t paid it a second thought. “This is some stuff I collected up a while ago.” Mark explained as he unlocked the padlock. “Used to spend a fair bit of money on it. When we started dating, I guess I lost interest, but I’ll have to start again now I’ve made this exciting discovery about you.” Mark smirked as he unzipped the bag. “Well, once we’ve played with all the stuff I already have, of course.” He pulled out several bundles of rope, some strange wooden and metal objects, several paddles, and what looked like a horse riding crop. All of which made Tom feel slightly uncomfortable. “Don’t worry,” Mark said. “That’s all for another day. There’s just two things I want to show you today, and here’s the first.” He pulled a small, thin chain out his bag and came closer to Tom, so that he could see that the chain had two metal devices on the end.

“It’s called a nipple clamp.” Mark said, matter-of-factly. He smiled. “Can you guess what it’s for?” Tom just winced and tried to back away. “Don’t worry.” Mark said as he steadied Tom by grabbing his hips. “They aren’t as painful as they look. You’ll love them.” He kissed Tom then started rubbing his crotch and pinching his nipples again. It didn’t take much to get Tom back into his passive mood. After a few minutes, Mark got the clamps and moved them near to Tom’s nipples. Tom held his breath and bit his lip as Mark pinched open the left clamp and hovered it over the nipple. Using his other hand, Mark pinched Tom’s nipple and pulled it so that he could attach the clamp. “It hurts less when it’s on this part. Sticking it right on the tip is enough to make me cry.” He caught Tom’s eyesight. “You ready?” Tom nodded, and Mark slowly began to reduce pressure on the clamps. As it closed fully, Tom winced and let out a moan of pain. Mark put his hand to the back of Tom’s head and started stroking his hair again. After a moment, Tom looked up and nodded. Mark nodded back, then prepared the other side of the chain and began to rub the other nipple. He pinched it, then slowly attached the second clamp. Tom winced again, and Mark wrapped his arms round him as Tom flinched into him. He twitched a few times before becoming still. They separated again after a few minutes, Mark keeping hold of Tom by the hips. “How does that feel?”

“Eh… Strange…” Tom said in a quiet voice. Mark was really beginning to love this, as Tom had never been so quiet and submissive before.

“Strange? Well, does it feel strange if I do this?” Mark grabbed Tom’s crotch and started rubbing it. Mark moaned and started moving his hand slightly against the hand. Mark rubbed harder as he used his other hand to pin Tom against the wall again. He then wrapped a finger around the nipple clamp chain, and started tugging slightly, which took away Tom’s ability to muffle his moans and replaced them with much loader ones. “Open your mouth.” Mark said after a few tugs. Tom did, and Mark put the chain in there. “Bite down. There, now you can do it to yourself and I have a free hand again.” Tom smiled and played with the chain as Mark undid his Jeans and pulled them down. The feel of freedom and the air against his cock felt amazing after being trapped in his jeans for all that time. Mark grabbed the impressive 8 inch shaft and pumped it a few times before letting go.

“Don’t go getting excited. You’re not cumming yet.” Tom moaned, but kept playing with the chain as Mark went back to the bag. He returned with a small strip of leather that had several popper buttons on it, and was connected to three chains which went down to a metal loop. “This is called a parachute.” He said as he groped Tom’s balls and fondled them between his fingers. “Shall I show you how it works?” Tom smiled and nodded, feeling excited about something happening to his dick and balls. Mark smiled as well, then knelt down. He stock the leather strap and wrapped it around Tom’s balls, doing up the buttons. He gave the ring at the bottom a quick yank, which caused Tom to wince and moan loudly, and drop the chain in his mouth. “See how it works?” Mark said as he tugged much more gently on it. Tom nodded. “Do you like it?” Tom nodded again. Mark put the chain back into Tom’s mouth, took hold of Tom’s cock in one hand and the hoop in the other and began to wank his boyfriend off as he tugged on the hoop. In almost no time, Tom was moaning quite loudly. Mark tugged the hoop slightly harder and said “kneel down with me.” To which Tom complied. Mark held his hips to help him balance as he did so.

Once down, Mark started kissing and sucking along Tom’s neck while wanking him harder and tugging harder on the hoop. He saw that Tom was also pulling quite hard on the nipple clamps as he started moaning louder than Mark had ever heard him do before. Through his kisses, Mark very slowly made his way up to Tom’s ear, then sucked on his ear lobe a bit before whispering “Do you want to cum?” Tom nodded frantically. “Then cum for me.” Tom moaned as Mark squeezed on his shaft, wanking even harder. On command, Tom came, bucking his hips as he did. He dropped the chain from his mouth to let out a gasp, then slumped into Marks arms, which wrapped around him.

Mark smiled as he shifted into a seated position, allowing Tom to move into lying between his legs on his side. Mark put the hand he’d used to wank Tom off with to Tom’s mouth, and Tom immediately licked off the cum and swallowed it. “God, Tom. I never thought you’d make such an obedient sub.” Mark said, to which Tom just moaned tiredly. Mark took the right nipple clamp and slowly removed it, causing Tom to twitch and turn. He then did the same with the left one. Then removed the parachute. “Do you want me to untie you yet?”

“No, not yet.” Tom said. “… But unplug them before I get electrocuted or something."