The Shopping Spree With Olly & Rob by LM Somerton

 

“You are gonna get me into so much trouble, Rob.” Olly grinned, delighted at the idea of a) the potential fallout of misbehaving and b) getting up to mischief with his new friend. “I’m so glad you were free this afternoon. I made Joe bring me with him this trip because I miss him so much when he’s away but I always forget how hard he works when he’s here in London. Still at least I get to sleep with him. If I was home alone, I’d let Parker, that’s my dog, onto the bed because he’s warm and cuddly. Not as cuddly of Joe of course, but don’t tell him I said that because, duh, Dom! Anyhoo, Parker will be living it up back at The Edge with Heath and Aiden and I’ll Skype with him later to check on him. He likes that, though Aiden doesn’t because Parker always licks his iPad screen. Oh! A chocolate shop!” Olly rushed to the window of the small chocolatier, gaping at the mouth-watering display.

“Uh, Olly?”

“Yes?”

“Aren’t we supposed to be going to Boyz Toyz? And by the way, do you breathe when you talk? Because James Joyce has nothing on you.”

Olly tore himself away from the window. “Do you like Joyce? That stream of consciousness thingy is so confusing.”

“Just out of interest, how many gags does Joe own?” Rob started walking.

“So many! He has a spider gag, O-ring, lots of balls, plain leather, one that is like having a big dick stuffed in your mouth… Maybe I’ll buy him a new one at Boyz Toyz. They have great stuff!”

“Who’s leading who astray here?”

“Well, Joe wouldn’t have let me come on my own, so it’s all your fault. Even though I didn’t actually tell him.”

Rob blinked. “I see a corner time in my future.”

“Corner time?” Olly seemed aghast. “Vic doesn’t spank you?”

Rob sighed. “Nope. I’m not really into that.”

“Oh. You don’t know what you’re missing, let me tell you. Maybe one day you’ll get lucky and feel that big hand on your arse! It’s a treat, let me tell you.”

Rob grinned. “Well, my brother Alex enjoys it.”

“See! Maybe it runs in the family.” Olly grabbed Rob’s hand then dragged him down a narrow alley between two buildings. “Here it is!”

“How do you know about this place anyway?”

“Oh, Angus the owner is a member at The Underground. You know it right? He’s a Dom and he knows Carey who owns the club and I’m friends with Carey’s sub Alistair.”

“You’re exhausting.”

“And adorable. Come on let’s go in!”

Olly bounced down a set of well-worn steps into the basement store.

“It’s a Tardis!” Rob said. “You’d never know it was this big from the outside.”

“Hey Angus, how’s it going?” Olly asked, beaming at the tattooed, bearded giant behind the counter.

“You know me, Olly, all’s good in the world of kink. Where’s your gorgeous husband?”

“Joe’s working, as usual, so I bought my friend Rob with me.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Rob said.

“Hmm, you seem familiar.”

“You might know my Dom, Vic Prentiss.”

“Ah, yes. From Secrets. A good man.”

“I can’t believe I’ve never been down here before.”

“It is hard to believe that anyone in the lifestyle has not experienced the delights of my store,” Angus said, “but it’s always a pleasure to welcome a new customer.”

Rob smiled. “This is an amazing place. Vic would love it in here. I’ll have to come back with him another time.”

“So, Olly, does Joe know you’re here or are you misbehaving as usual?”

“I don’t know what you mean, I’m having a perfectly innocent shopping trip with a friend and he’s a responsible adult, well more responsible than me at least, so I’m sure Joe would be fine with it. Besides, he can’t expect me to stay home alone in London and I did mention that I might go clothes shopping. I just didn’t mention what kind of clothes.”

Angus shook his head and sighed. “You are trouble on two legs, young man. Joe is going to spank your behind until it glows.”

“Oh God, I do hope so.” Olly bounced on his toes until Rob put a calming hand on his shoulder.

“Olly, you told me there was something special in this store. Are you going to let me know what it is?”

“Oh! I almost forgot this isn’t just any old kink shop. It has one of those photo booth thingies in a room where you can dress up in all kinds of gear and then take pictures.”

“Like the kind you get in bus stations, where you spend your money as a teenager making stupid faces with your friends?”

“Yes, exactly, but here you get to do it wearing leather or rubber or not very much at all.” Olly beamed.

“You two are in luck because there’s no one back there at the moment, so you can let rip. The machine’s been replaced with a digital one, so you can play around as much as you like and then pick the pictures that you want to keep. They come to my computer out here.”

Rob pinked a little. “I could get a picture as a souvenir for Vic.”

“Absolutely. Compensation for when he finds out what you’ve been doing.” Olly grinned. “Time to get into some trouble.”

With a little wave for Angus, Olly led the way to the photo booth room, which contained racks and racks of clothing and the booth.

“It looks just like the old ones I remember,” Rob said, peeking behind the curtain. “How come there’s so much clothing in here?”

“It’s such a brilliant idea,” Olly said. “Some things are samples of stock so you can buy it new out in the store and some of it is second-hand but it’s also for sale. Angus takes stuff in on a sale or return basis, has it cleaned and then rather than just having a boring old clothes store he uses it here. If you try on anything that comes into contact with your intimate bits, you hang it on the empty rack by the door and it’s cleaned before being worn again, so you don’t have to worry about getting cooties from anything. It’s not like going into M&S where you have to keep your underwear on. We can run around here butt naked for as long as we like.” Olly began stripping off his clothes.

Rob hesitated but soon joined in.

“So if you find something that you like, can you buy the second hand stuff too?”

“Yes, we pay for any pictures we want to keep, and we can buy any of the new or second-hand clothes that we want. Its way more fun than trying stuff on in a boring cubicle isn’t it? I’ve picked up some great bargains in here.”

“I’m going to try on the kinkiest harness I can find,” Rob said, stripping to bare skin. “It will be so much fun giving Vic a picture because he’ll have no idea where I had it taken or who I was with. He’s gonna freak.” He chuckled. “Everyone said you were a really bad influence and now I understand why.”

“I have no idea what you mean,” Olly said, batting his eyelashes as he pulled on a pair of skin-tight pink leather pants. “What do you think of these?”

“They seem to be missing some fabric,” Rob observed. Olly’s bare backside was completely exposed.

“I know, aren’t they great? They’d be perfect for dancing at the club. It gets so hot on that dance floor – I need some ventilation.”

“Oh my God. Your husband has a reputation as one of the strictest Dom around. How do you get away with it?”

“I don’t, but I think it’s good to keep Doms on their toes, don’t you? I wouldn’t want his flogger arm to get soft.”

“That’s logical, I suppose.” Rob scrambled into a complicated collection of leather straps and metal O-rings. The harness crossed his chest and a long strap ended in a metal ring that went around his cock.

“That’s perfect on you – you have the body for it,” Olly said. “And clearly your body is enjoying it too.” He giggled.

Rob blushed and put his hands over his burgeoning erection.

“Don’t hide it, you need to take a picture like that.”

Over the next three quarters of an hour, Rob and Olly tried on all sorts of outfits and took dozens of pictures separately and together. They both picked out several outfits to buy.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted,” Rob said. “How about we pay for this stuff then go for coffee?”

“There is never a time when coffee isn’t good idea,” Olly said. “This is why we are friends. I want to go back and visit that chocolate shop we saw too.”

Once they’d dressed and gathered up their purchases, Rob let the way back into the main part of the store. He came to a sudden halt and Olly bumped into the back of him.

“What are you doing?”

“Olly, I think somebody told on us.”

Olly peeked around Rob’s body. Joe and Vic stood at the counter chatting to Angus. “Angus, how could you?” Olly exclaimed.

Completely unfazed, Angus grinned. “Standing orders, I’m afraid. Joe left instructions that if you ever came in here without him I was to ring him.”

“And I called Vic,” Joe said. He looked stern but his pale blue eyes were twinkling. Vic and I have been having an interesting time looking at the pictures you two have been creating.”

Rob shuffled his feet uncomfortably.

“It was all my idea,” Olly said.

“Oh, I’ve no doubt about that,” Joe replied.

“I don’t suppose he dragged you here unwillingly though, Rob?” Vic asked.

“No, he didn’t.” Rob put his purchases on the counter then walked into Vic’s arms. “You didn’t say I couldn’t come out with Olly.”

“That’s rather literal, isn’t it Rob? Because you know we’ve agreed that you tell me where you’re going to be so that I can decide whether it’s appropriate or not. You chose not to tell me and not to call either, so the punishment in your future is for that, not for the fact that you came here shopping with a friend. By the way, I’ve picked out several pictures. Angus is printing them off. I hope you’ve chosen that harness to keep.”

Rob buried his head in the crook of Vic’s neck. “You like it?”

“Oh yes.” Vic’s voice dropped to a low growl.

Olly ran over to Joe and tilted his head for a kiss. Joe wound his fingers into Olly’s hair, holding him in place while he treated him to a lip bruising smooch.        “Where exactly were you planning on wearing the pink backless trousers, love?”

“In our bedroom, Sir. I wouldn’t dream of wearing something like that anywhere else.”

“Lying to your Dom comes with consequences,” Joe said. “You’re not the only one that’s been shopping in here. Angus had a great new range of paddles and I’ve picked one out that’s perfect for you.” He held up a rectangular paddle that had the word brat in raised relief along its length.

“Did you get one for me, Vic?” Rob asked.

“I thought you weren’t interested in spankings?”

Rob shrugged. “Won’t know until we try, right?”

Vic shook his head. “You do me in, you know that?” He turned and headed back to the store. “Just remember, if I buy it, we’re going to use it.”

Rob laughed. “Can’t wait.”

He stood beside Olly, with Joe watching them, arms crossed, looking as though he was trying hard not to laugh.

“It was worth it,” he stage whispered to Olly.

“So worth it,” Olly agreed, grinning. “When Vic gets back, can we go get coffee, Sir?”

 

 

Meet Olly and Joe from LM Somerton’s ‘Edge’ series. Books 1-8 available on Kindle Unlimited.

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