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Shopping trip

Chapter 2 � Shock and Awe

Ah, yes, ah, yes.
Here you can look at the lemon but still no touch.

When Ryo
actually squealed his name like that Dee
couldn�t help himself.
Dee backed a few steps away from his
frozen partner and leaned against the wall, laughing so hard he almost fell down. �Oh-my-dear-lord!� Dee said to himself . Ryo�s reaction was even more classic than he had dared hope for. Dee suddenly
wished he had actually bought that camera phone he had been looking at the
other day. He would have given anything
to be able to freeze this image for all posterity.

Dee knew that
if he didn�t want to lose the light of his life right then and there that he had
to stop laughing and go to Ryo. Dee needed to put his arm, both arms, around his stricken
lover. Dee
needed to talk to Ryo softly and reassure him.
But Dee still needed a couple of more
seconds to catch his breath first.

When Dee went
back to Ryo, Dee stood behind him and wrapped
both of his arms tightly around his lover�s chest. �He
didn�t flinch,� Dee thought to himself, �I can�t be
in too much trouble.� Then suddenly Dee got really worried, �Oh SHIT, did I send him into shock?� Ryo was standing very still and his eyes were
dilated, but Dee, a seasoned policeman was able to do a quick assessment, �No, pulse is elevated but regular; breathing
is normal if just a tad shallow; if anything his skin is on the warm side, not
cold or clammy.� Dee
relaxed, but just a little, �Good, it�s
not going to kill him (serious twinge of guilt) but if I can�t get him to take a deep breath he still might pass out on
me.� Out loud he said, very softly,
�Ryo, sweetheart, come on now, you need to breathe.� Getting no immediate response he pulled Ryo
even closer into his own chest, speaking now directly into Ryo�s ear. �Come on now sweetheart, close your mouth and
then take a deep breath.�

Ryo
obeyed; closing his mouth, taking a few swallows before taking a deep if
unsteady breath. �I�� Ryo barely got
out, �I�m � okay�. Ryo took another deep
breath and added in a still weak voice �Really, I�m okay. It�s just this�.,� his hands vaguely
indicated the window in front of them.

And what
a display window it was, a work of art in and of itself, in its own sick way.

In some
of the pretty little boxes were things that looked like they belonged in such
an opulent setting. One violet tinted
silver box had some rather fancy little bottles of lotions, gels, and oils and
some intricate tins of dusting powders.
An emerald tinted gold box had a powder applicator made out of some kind
of rich exotic feathers. An almost
midnight blue box with just a hint of bronze held some sets of body paints and
an assortment of really wonderful looking soft bushy paint brushes.

But those
selections were far outnumbered by the other kind. There were the normal sex shop wares - anal
plugs, cock rings, anal beads and other toys and enhancers. Then there was a wide selection of restraints
ranging from soft cording to standard issue cuffs and cuffs with furry padding
to what looked very much like an old fashioned leg iron.

The most
shocking thing was that there was leather everywhere, all of it ranging
from the kinky to just nasty looking, nasty enough to shock two New York City homicide
detectives. There were leather wrist
cuffs, leather ankle cuffs, leather belts, complete leather harnesses, to a
collar with sharp looking spikes turned inward instead of out. There were also riding crops of various
girths and lengths, and other whips of various sizes and shapes. In one teal box there was what looked to be a
small, metal studded leather paddle.
Then, there in the box closest to Ryo�s feet, was a very thick, very
long, sensuously coiled bullwhip with a really large phallus as a handle.

�It�s
just that I thought that we were going to�� Ryo tried to continue but really
didn�t make it. �I thought maybe there
was, like, china or crystal or�� Ryo
took another deep breath and seemed to be starting to get himself under better
control. �Sorry,� Ryo said.

�Silly, I�m
sorry.� Dee
said, playfully rapping Ryo�s head with his own. �I am the one who�s sorry. I really didn�t mean this as a prank or a
joke or a shock.� Dee
shrugged his shoulders, �It�s just that I found this place a year or so ago and
have been wanting to come here myself. But I didn�t feel up to it at the time,� Dee tried to explain.
�Then I started wanting to bring you here, fantasizing of shopping here
with you. And then some of those nights,
when we, when I was still alone and I would, and you know, be um comforting
myself � at night, by myself and I couldn�t help thinking of you - and then
there was this place and well sometimes, ah, what I would start thinking, you
know, the shopping here together thing and, well, when I would think of what we
could buy, well the imagining would get kind of, you know, not kinky maybe but
maybe a bit naughty. And now that we
really are, that you are, you know and you keep getting more comfortable every
day and stuff��

When Dee�s quickly unraveling attempt at an explanation
finally ran out of steam Ryo couldn�t catch himself in
time to stifle a little giggle. Dee almost started to pout until he reminded himself that
a giggling-at-him Ryo was much better than a turned-to-stone Ryo. Dee decided
to forget the excuses and just go back to the plan. �Really, Ryo, I just thought that they might
have some hard to find lotions,� Dee pointed
at the violet box, �like those, see?
Something kind of special for our anniversary night,� and Dee risked illustrating his point giving Ryo�s ass the
slightest grind with his hips.

Dee was
rewarded for his effort when he felt a sexy little thrill go up and then down
his lover�s spine.

�Okay, Dee,� Ryo said.
�Really it is okay,� the raspy-ness was back in Ryo�s voice. �It is
okay. And we might even be able to go in
but only if you do one thing.�

�Really,�
Dee perked up immediately, all the guilt and
excuses and everything else forgotten.
�What?� Dee asked, �What one thing?�

�Admit
you brought me here, at least in part, for the shock value.� When Dee
didn�t respond right away, Ryo continued.
�Come on Dee, admit it. A little, at least just a very little bit of
your plan was that you wanted to bring me here and freak me out as a kind of a
payback for all those nights you had to jerk yourself off all alone.�

Dee crumpled
into his lover and buried his face into Ryo�s neck. �Yes, of course it was, at least a little. Maybe more than a little,� came
the muffled reply. Dee
started to lick and nip at the spot below Ryo�s ear where it was oh so
sensitive. �Will you forgive me?� was
slurred by the fact Dee didn�t want to stop
his ministrations.

�Damn it
all, Dee, stop that.� Ryo hunched his shoulder to try to get Dee to
stop teasing him like that, but Ryo didn�t pull away but rather started
pressing back into Dee. �Okay, okay, okay!� Ryo was now resorting to swatting at the top
of Dee�s head with his hand. �Damn it Dee.
Stop. Okay, I forgive you; we can go in
the store but only if you stop.�

The
inside of the store continued the incongruity of the window display. Rich maroon walls held built-in shelving on
the two sides that were tastefully whitewashed.
The walls were topped by intricate crown molding that bordered the high
tin ceiling, the detail of both picked out with gold leaf. Across the back of the store was a lofted
office space with a curtained area below.
Soft romantic jazz played on the sound system.

Then, between
each section of shelving, were little brass hooks and from each of these hooks
hung a different combination of leather, chain, vinyl, studs, and buckles � some
of which were blatant in their uses, others of which Ryo wasn�t sure he even
wanted to try to decipher.

�Hello,
hello, welcome!� boomed an exuberant voice from behind the front counter. Dee and Ryo turned to see two middle-aged men
who were obviously the proprietors. The
man who had spoken was tall and thin and seemed to be just barely containing
the urge to jump up and down in excitement.
The other man, in contrast, was short and stocky and slouched over the
front case, looking for all the world like he would
rather be anywhere else.

�Welcome!�
the tall one said again, this time actually bouncing as he said it. �But oh my goodness, I wasn�t sure you were
going to make it all the way in!� Ryo
blushed at the realization that their little drama outside had obviously been
seen. He seemed to try to shrink under Dee�s protective arm that was back around his shoulders.

�Oh, it�s
okay, sweetie!� the tall man continued, �We see the same sort of thing all the
time! Don�t we, Ted�. The shorter man gave a snort that must have
been assent because the tall man continued.
�I was just afraid that we would need to grab the smelling salts! Or at least brew you a good strong cup of
tea!� Suddenly leaning towards Ryo the
tall man asked Ryo in a stage whisper, �Would you like a cup of tea, sweetie? The water is hot.� Ryo shook his head against Dee�s
shoulder.

Dee tried to
keep a chuckle out of his voice, �We were interested in some of the lotions you
had in the window.�

�Oh, Yes,
Delicious!� The tall man started
bouncing again. �They are over there on
the right just past that red leather thingamabob,� he pointed. �Now, we are William and Theodore
Harmon-Smyth and we are the humble owners of Sin-Tit-Elations, the Village�s
most intimate sex shoppe,� he pronounced the �e� at the end of �shop�. �I�m Bill.�

�Ted,�
the shorter man finally spoke, unnecessarily.

�Any questions,
or if you need help finding anything, just give a holler!� Bill said with one
last bounce as Dee and Ryo started to move
away to the section indicated.

Once the
customers were out of earshot, Ted said to Bill in an undertone, �it is always the quiet ones that become our best customers.�

Over at
the lotion area Dee and Ryo stood next to each other, overwhelmed by their
choices. Five full shelves were lined
with rows of different colored bottles, each row with an open bottle in front
that had a sticker on it saying �O, Please
try Me!� All and all, this section almost looked like
a regular display in an upscale department store, or rather it would have if it
wasn�t for the fact that the plastic gag from the harness hanging next to them
didn�t insist on dangling right in the middle of the array.

After Dee had tried to nonchalantly bat the offending object
away a few times Ryo finally reached up, took the gag and tucked it into the
rest of its ensemble. �We won�t be needing that,� Ryo commented.

�No,� agreed Dee
without any regret in his voice. He was
just so glad that Ryo had calmed down.

�After
all,� Ryo continued, �you really like listening to me when we fuck.� Dee�s head
snapped towards his lover, Ryo was looking at the lotions again with a little
grin on his face. �What,
like it�s a secret? You�re always
egging me on,� Ryo turned towards Dee and placed his arm in Dee�s open coat, resting
his wrist on Dee�s hip so that the tops of his
own long fingers could just brush the top of a buttock. �What, am I wrong? Does �scream it, baby,� mean something else?�

When Dee blushed but couldn�t say anything, it was Ryo�s turn
to giggle. Putting both arms around
Dee�s waist, Ryo pulled Dee to him so he could kiss one of Dee�s bushy eye
brows which had shot up to Dee�s hairline in his surprise. �Come on, Dee,
if we can�t talk about this stuff in here,� Ryo nodded to the store in general,
�where can we?�

�No, no,
it�s great!� Dee
said turning towards Ryo and also putting his arms around Ryo�s waist. �It�s great.
It�s just, you know, since we haven�t had many chances to talk about it,
I still don�t always know how comfortable you�ll be with it. Actually talking about what we do in bed, I
mean.�

�Well,
no, most places I�m not comfortable talking about this, out loud and all,� Ryo
agreed. �At home there is always
Bikky. Even at a gay bar or something, I
mean, it�s our business, no one else�s.
I guess the only other place it�s really comfortable is our bedroom,�
Ryo blushed a little bit, �and when we are there, well, I�d rather DO stuff, than,
you know, just talk about it.�

Dee couldn�t
take it anymore. He pulled Ryo to him
and gave Ryo a hard, passion-filled kiss.
Ryo, for his part, pulled himself into Dee�s embrace while letting his one
hand stray down to cup Dee�s ass. When Dee
finally had to come up for air he whispered, �Damn it, man, are you ever going
to stop surprising me?�

�God, I
hope not!� was Ryo�s reply. He gave Dee�s lip one last playful nip. �Come on,� Ryo nodded towards the shelves,
�let�s do some shopping.�

Ryo was
disappointed when some of the prettiest bottles contained rather ordinary
stuff, just the same as what they got from the drug store. But the other bottles all seemed to hold
something different. As practical as ever,
Ryo suggested they start in the upper right corner and work their way
down. Some had beautiful or musky
fragrances, though the one that Ryo liked best made Dee
sneeze. Some gels were super sticky
while many of the oils were so slick that Ryo couldn�t feel his thumb when he
rubbed his fingers against it. Ryo vetoed
those, saying something about a little friction being good that made Dee nibble his neck again.

Many
warmed on skin contact while a few cooled.
A couple even seemed to have a slight grit to them that made Dee wary but because it had Ryo so intrigued he decided
they could try one. Finally they ended
up with a selection of three lotions, one gel, one
bottle of massage oil that they agreed wouldn�t be used for lube, and a little
tin of sweet tasting dusting powder that came with its own feather applicator.

They were
just gathering up their selections when Ryo jumped at a voice behind them. �If I could make a suggestion,� said Bill,
�sorry to make you jump, sweetie, but if you are interested in trying some of
the gritty stuff you might want to start with the purple bottle there.�

�That one
didn�t feel like much of anything,� Dee looked
to where the owner was pointing.

�Oh, it�s
a deceptive little concoction to be sure.
Here give me your hands,� Bill said pulling something out of his back
pocket. They were wet wipes, �first of
all, it doesn�t work well if you have any other products on, especially oils.� Bill then took the hands that Dee and Ryo
offered him and turned them palm up before cleaning them off with the wipe,
�secondly, because it is subtle, you have to try it on sensitive skin.� Saying this, Bill reached down the purple
bottle and poured a generous dollop into the center of Ryo�s palm before
replacing the bottle. �And lastly,� Bill
explained taking Dee�s hand and pressing into Ryo�s, �and most deliciously, it
works best when rubbed between two different bits of sensitive skin,� and Bill
demonstrated this by taking Ryo and Dee�s
clasped hands in his own and rubbing them together.

�That�s,
um, that�s nice,� said Ryo staring down at where their hands where being
pressed together.

�Yeah,
sold,� said Dee as Bill took his hands away
from theirs. Dee
reluctantly let go of Ryo�s hand as Bill offered him a second wet wipe.

�Now, as
you have accepted my intrusion so far, I was wondering if you would let me pry
a little more. You see,� Bill continued
without waiting for permission, �my partner and I have been running this store
for quite a while now, and, well, we�ve learned a thing or two about our
customers. Especially the newbies, like the two of you. We�re guessing that neither of you have been
in a serious gay sex shop before.� Ryo
nodded while looking at Dee. Dee for his
part gave some sort of noncommittal bob of his head. �Well, at least not often or not with someone
you were seriously in love with,� Bill expanded and Dee
had no problem agreeing to that.

�As we
thought, Teddy is never wrong; just don�t let him know I said that. The two of us have found through the years
that people like yourselves that are drawn into our store despite all the nasty
things we put in our window, or rather because those nasty things are there in
a nice way and with all the more normal stuff, well you are here because you�re
just a tad bit curious about the spicy stuff but not at all sure what to do
about it.� Bill ignored the blushes on
both customers� faces, though he noticed they looked away from each other. �While we have many good books on the subject,�
Bill pointed to a section closer to the door, �we found that some couples, some
individuals really appreciate the chance to talk one on one with someone they
can relate to.�

�Now, Dee,� Bill addressed him directly, �why don�t you give me
and your precious little, is it Ri-o?�

�Ryo,� Dee corrected wondering how he knew their names.

�Ryo, oh
how lovely, is it Japanese?� Ryo nodded
to Bill�s question, �Oh, lovely, I see it now, yes beautiful. Well Dee,
why don�t you give me and Ryo here a little space by going and talking with
Ted. Go on,� Bill urged, �believe me, I
won�t bite or even try to bite. After all,
the two of us are not only completely in love with our own lovers, but we are
both obviously �bottoms�. Ukes
unite! The most I will do is serve him
the tea I was threatening him with earlier.
You just go and have a nice �top� to �top� chat with Ted.�

�It�s okay, Dee� Ryo said to Dee�s
questioning look. �I do kind of want to
talk to Bill. Go see what Ted has to say
if you want. Or you could just look
around.�

Hesitantly
Dee turned away and started walking towards
the front counter but not without looking back over his shoulder every few
steps.

�My, but
he is a possessive one,� Bill commented once Dee
was finally far enough away to not overhear.

�Yeah,�
Ryo agreed.

�Kind of
nice, isn�t it? Being possessed like
that,� Bill now turned to Ryo.

�Yeah,�
Ryo agreed while blushing yet again.

_____End Chapter 2_____

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