Calen seemed to be set on getting their contract and commitment ironed out first, before they got naked. It was sweet, but Brent was starting to wish Calen would be a little less cute and a lot naughtier. Maybe not lose the cute exactly, but spice it up with some of the wicked ideas Brent knew were floating around in his head.
His Dom had too much self-control.
The way he looked at Brent, it was easy to see not only his desire but his commitment. There was no need for Brent to second-guess what Calen wanted or was thinking. His Dom was making that perfectly clear. He wanted Brent, and he wanted to keep him too. Brent had dated and subbed, but most Doms seemed to want cute little twinks or guys who at least came across as more submissive.
Brent knew he was attractive enough that Doms noticed him, but they didn’t want a submissive who was opinionated and not afraid to say what was on his mind. Yes, he wanted to surrender control in the bedroom and sometimes even out of it, but that didn’t mean he was going to give it up lightly.
He wanted a Dom who would take the time for Brent to make that decision, and a lot of guys didn’t have the patience. Calen might not realize it, but he’d been helping Brent to make the choice for a long time. Calen had never made him feel less for being submissive. He’d never questioned Brent’s ability to lead at work. He never seemed to think it was odd that Brent could take control of the meetings but that he wanted to give up that control in his personal life.
The constant respect and understanding he’d always shown made it easier for Brent to picture submitting to him. All he had to do was make sure that Calen knew he was ready. It was hard to consider it rushing when they’d known each other for years and had both been obsessing about it for weeks. He was tired of thinking.
He wanted Calen to blow his mind and take away his ability to function, much less his desire to control anything. Snuggling closer into Calen’s embrace, Brent couldn’t help but imagine what Calen might do for their first time together. Would he keep it simple and sweet? Would he spank Brent? Would he relive one of the scenarios that he’d described at the diner?
Thinking of the diner made Brent’s cock jerk. He’d already orgasmed twice today. His cock shouldn’t have even been vaguely interested in anything, much less trying to get hard again. Maybe he’d been alone for too long, but he couldn’t remember being this horny for anyone.
As the arms around him tightened, pulling him even closer to Calen, Brent couldn’t help but imagine how good it would feel if Calen’s hands were to wander lower. They would slide down his chest, teasing at the button of his jeans, before freeing Brent’s trapped cock.
Easing the pants over his ass, Calen would run his hands over Brent’s cock. How long would he make Brent wait before he got to come? Would he stop right before Brent’s orgasm and deny him completely? Would he leave Brent naked and on display while Calen used his mouth, but not actually touch him at all?
His cock jerked even harder and Brent must have made some kind of noise because Calen shifted behind him. Giving Brent’s neck a lingering kiss, Calen moaned and rubbed his cock against Brent’s ass. “Are you thinking naughty thoughts, subbie? I can almost hear those dirty fantasies swirling around in there.”
Glad Calen couldn’t see his face, Brent smiled. “Possibly.”
“Oh, it’s more than that.” Calen’s warm voice came out deeper and filled with desire.
Then to Brent’s shock and delight, the hand that had been resting against his stomach started moving further down his body. His hand was big enough that it didn’t take long at all before it was resting on Brent’s erection.
All he wanted to do was thrust into it and beg for more, but he knew that wouldn't get him what he needed. Calen’s voice was thick with arousal but there was also a smile in his voice that made Brent want to blush when he spoke again. “This right here gives me a good hint at what you were imagining. The little moans you were making were a good clue as well.”
Running his hand along Brent’s cock, Calen didn’t bother to hide how much he liked playing with Brent’s body. Little moans and pleasure sounds escaped him as he cupped Brent’s hard length. When Calen started rocking his hips, rubbing his erection along Brent’s ass, he thought they were finally going to get naked.
He was wrong.
“As perfect as this is, subbie, we need to have our discussion before we go over to your brother’s.” Giving Brent’s dick another firm stroke through the jeans, Calen kissed his neck again, sending shivers down Brent’s spine. “I want you to go into the bathroom and jerk off again. But this time you’ll stop hiding those sexy sounds. I want to be able to hear how good it feels.”
He hadto jerk off again?
Not that he had any issue with being told to masturbate, but Brent was confused—and too turned on to question Calen. As he pulled away, Calen must have seen something on Brent’s face because he rolled Brent onto his back, leaning close. Pressing his lips to Brent’s with the lightest, most tender touch, Calen kissed him.
It was sweet and loving, almost innocent, but when Calen pulled away, there was no mistaking the heat in his eyes. “Once I see you naked, you will be mine. But we’re both going to be patient and talk about things first. Then tonight, I’m going to touch you, and kiss you, and lick you, and taste you. I’m going to do everything I’ve been fantasizing about for weeks.”
He gave Brent another kiss, this time a quick peck. “Now, off you go. I want to hear your pleasure. Do you understand me?”
Brent’s brain was in overload and all the blood in his body was in his cock. All he could do was nod and give Calen a simple response. “Yes, Sir.”
Calen’s hot gaze followed him as he got off the bed and did his best to make his legs work. As he headed into the bathroom, propping the door almost closed, Brent knew coming again wasn’t going to be a problem. His erotic thoughts on what might happen later and the knowledge that Calen wanted to hear him would have him orgasming in seconds.
The man made him crazy, but in the best possible way.
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The man was going to drive him nuts.
Certifiable, hide the body crazy.
Going over the limits again and discussing the contract was frustrating enough. But once they’d laid it all out and agreed on everything, Brent had thought he would at least get to touch Calen or maybe even go down on him.
No.
