Garrett gently sucked the chocolate off like he was sucking on Wyatt’s cock. That was the only comparison Wyatt could make. Running his tongue around the shaking finger, Garrett made sure to get every drop of chocolate he possibly could. Just that alone would have been hot but something about the way Garrett was using his body took his arousal to another level entirely.
It was the same incredible feeling as when he would be used for his Dom’s pleasure. Even knowing he wasn’t going to be able to come, it still felt naughty and addicting. Being deliciously used and denied. This time he wasn’t being denied, he was being used by hopefully the man who would become his Dom. It made his cock throb with every lick.
Continuing with the sauces, Garrett took his time tasting every one and almost ignoring Wyatt. It could have felt impersonal and awkward. But with the sexy man, it just made Wyatt want to throw himself at the Dom and beg to be used even more. By the time Garrett tasted each one twice, Wyatt was a quivering mess ready to explode.
“I think I like the caramel best. Let’s see how that tastes on the fruit.” Garrett put Wyatt’s hand back on his lap and picked up a strawberry. Dipping it, he brought the treat up to Wyatt’s mouth.
Sucking the juicy berry into his mouth, Wyatt moaned. The fruit wasn’t that good, it was just the combination of everything. Garrett gave Wyatt a wicked grin. “I agree. It’s delicious. You’re going to have to make me the caramel again. There are so many things I could lick it off of.”
Wyatt felt his cock jerk. Precum was leaking out so bad, he was going to have a wet spot on his pants soon. Next time, he was going to wear thicker briefs and not the sexy, thin, silky ones he’d worn, just in case. Wyatt wasn’t sure if it was a question or not but all he could do was nod. He’d make as much as the Dom wanted.
“You’re such a…good chef.” Garrett paused like there were other things he wanted to say. What was the Dom thinking? He was such a needy little slut? Wasn’t that true. He was such a good sub? That’s what he wanted the sexy man to think.
“Thank you.” It came out stuttered and needy but Wyatt couldn’t help it. His mind wasn’t working.
Garrett picked up a piece of pineapple and dipped it in the chocolate. “How long have you been in the lifestyle?”
He hadto think?
“Um…I…” He couldn’t focus. Watching Garrett’s tongue come out to lick the dripping treat, Wyatt’s brain couldn’t think of anything else but how incredible…
“Wyatt? Sweet, I asked you a question.” There was laughter in his voice but his expression was serious. The man knew exactly what he’d done to Wyatt.
He had to close his eyes so he could think. Watching Garrett, he’d never get his brain to work. “Um…My parents got me an e-reader in high school. I was supposed to use it for reading classics and all these books they thought were so important, but I figured out I could get all kinds of books that werewaymore interesting. When I stumbled across my first gay BDSM book, I was hooked. Just the idea that someone could get that much pleasure from submission blew my mind.”
“They didn’t look at what you were reading?” Garrett laughed and shook his head.
“Eventually, but by then I was in college and they couldn’t figure out what to do. So they went back to pretending I was straight andnormal.I focused on finding people who were into the same things that I was.”
“I’m sorry.” Emotion was thick in the Dom’s voice and his hand came up to play with Wyatt’s hair again. Wyatt leaned into the touch, wanting to soak up every caress.
“It’s okay. We still talk and they’ve stopped trying to pretend I’m not gay. I can live with them not understanding everything else.” He wasn’t that upset about it anymore. He’d long since accepted that lots of people, gay and straight, had parents who didn’t understand them.
“I can’t imagine. I’ve been lucky enough to have parents who were supportive and probablytooopen. You didn’t ask questions in my house, unless you were prepared for a full and descriptive answer. And we learned very early you didn’t even knock on my parents’ bedroom door if it was closed.”
“You mean your parents really were in a Dominant-submissive relationship? I mean, you said everyone in your family but…” Wyatt couldn’t wrap his mind around that.
“Yeah, we didn’t understand until we were older what made their relationship different. They were just really in love and we knew our mom was more in charge than other people’s moms seemed to be.” Garrett smiled at the memories.
“I can’t imagine that.” His parents were so narrow-minded that he couldn’t wrap his head around it.
“Once we got older and started reading stuff and figuring out what we liked, it kind of clicked. I think it made things easier for Brent and Bryce…” Garrett’s voice trailed off but he kept playing with Wyatt’s hair and he had to fight to stay focused.
“What do you mean?” There was something Wyatt was missing.
“They’re subs. Well, Brent’s a sub and Bryce is a switch. With Grant and me being Doms, without my dad for them to relate to, I think it could have really screwed things up. Teenagers aren’t always the most sensitive individuals. If we didn’t have my dad as a good example of a strong sub, I think it would have changed our relationships.”
Wyatt stared in shock. He couldn’t remember seeing Garrett’s brothers at the club but he’d imagined them as a bunch of Doms. The picture Garrett was painting was totally different.
The Dom either didn’t notice his shock or maybe he was just giving Wyatt time to think things through because he kept going. “Seeing how much my parents loved each other and worked together made things easier. My dad was the man in charge at work and my mom did everything she could to support the business. It let us see that being a man wasn’t about being macho and shit like that. I think we all turned out better because of them. Even if it was an awkward couple of months after Grant came out and everything else came out with him.”
“Sounds like there’s a story there.” That was probably an understatement but Wyatt was still in shock. He’d felt so weird growing up. He couldn’t imagine how it would have felt to have had a role model who understood.
Garrett laughed and seemed to put the memories away enough to focus on dessert again. Taking another piece of fruit he dipped it in the white chocolate and brought it up to Wyatt’s lips. “Absolutely. But enough about me. I think I was trying to learn more about you until you distracted me. Very naughty.”
He almost choked on the berry he was swallowing. Just the way Garrett said “naughty” made his cock jerk in his pants again. Did he have any idea what he was doing to him? Glancing up at Garrett and seeing that sexy smirk, it was easy to see the Dom knew exactly what he was doing to Wyatt.
“I’m sorry for distracting you, Sir.” He fought to sit still but the little shivers of need that were racing through him weren’t helping.
