Evidently, crossing your fingers didn’t help once you got to be an adult.
His sweet sub was bouncing off the walls. Carter seemed cautiously resigned. Garrett thought he looked good, and that they were both worrying too much. There wasn’t anything he could do about Carter’s emotions but Wyatt was another story.
He hadn’t been in the house five minutes and he knew he had to help Wyatt relax. Wyatt was doing some last-minute fussing over the brownies and kept saying he was almost ready. He looked ready. Garrett was convinced it was a delaying tactic.
“Wyatt.” That one word stopped his sweet sub in his tracks.
Reaching out to restack the brownies again, he froze. “Yes, Master?”
Carter was leaning against the counter, watching them. Garrett wasn’t concerned about the other man. Wyatt had already said he hadn’t hidden anything from his friend.
“We are going totalk. We can do it in here or we can have some privacy. Which would you prefer?” Garrett could see that Wyatt understood they were going to probably do more than talk right away.
His boy sighed. “Private.” Then he turned to Carter. “We’ll be right back.”
Wyatt took Garrett’s hand and led him back through the house to his bedroom. It was the first time Garrett had seen Wyatt’s room, but he didn’t have time to look around. His sub needed his attention, and they needed to leave soon.
There were only two places to sit, the bed and a small side chair. Garrett thought the chair was a safer option. Temptation and all. Sitting down, he spoke to Wyatt. “Come kneel, Sweet. I want to talk to you.”
Wyatt slowly walked over and knelt, presenting beautifully for his master. “Yes, Master?”
Garrett watched as Wyatt took a deep breath and settled into his submission. It was like a warm blanket wrapping around his boy. Something that made him feel secure. Posture straight and legs spread, Garrett watched as his shoulders lowered and the stress melted away. It wasn’t perfect, but it was a long way from his behavior in the kitchen.
What to do?
If they’d still been in the kitchen then this discussion would have been different but now he had more options. “I know there is nothing I can say that will take all your worries away. You just need toseethat they’re going to love you. However, I am worried that you’re going to make yourself sick. You look more nervous than when you used to come into the office. That can’t continue.”
Wyatt needed something else to focus on that would keep pulling his mind back from his worries. “Where are your toys?”
“Master?” The rising blush on Wyatt’s face made it clear he’d hoped he hadn’t heard Garrett right.
“Toys, Sweet. Where are they?” Wyatt was a sub who’d been alone too long. He had toys. Lots of them more than likely.
Looking down at the floor, the cute sub mumbled, “Bottom drawer of my dresser, Master.”
Standing, Garrett walked over to the dresser and crouched down to see what fun things his boy had. Perfect. It was no wonder he’d been embarrassed. His boy had fun things in all shapes and sizes. Plugs, cock rings, massagers, and even several types of cuffs were mixed in with different impact toys.
Picking out a small slim plug, lube, and a flexible cock ring that looked like it wouldn’t cause a problem for his boy to wear for a couple of hours, he went back over to his kneeling sub. Wyatt still wasn’t looking at him but that was okay. He liked how cute he looked when he was all bashful. “I have a cock ring you will wear while soft. You have two options. You may go in the bathroom and put it on yourself or I will do it for you. Which would you prefer?”
That had the sexy sub curious. His head came up, and he looked at what Garrett was holding. “Um. I…I pick?”
“Yes, Sweet. Do you want me to put it on you or do you want privacy? This is not a discussion onifyou will wear it…we are simply discussing privacy.”
Garrett watched as Wyatt swallowed and seemed to consider the options. Once he’d made the decision, he looked even calmer. “You, Master. Would you put it on me?”
“Of course. Stand up.”
Stillwith that incredible grace, Wyatt rose and took a step closer to Garrett. Placing his arms behind his back, he waited to see what Garrett would say. The change was startling. Gone was the worried, almost frantic behavior. His sexy sub was now centered and focused.
Garrett made quick work of opening Wyatt’s jeans and letting them slide to the floor. He made no move to hide how sexy he found his boy. If he hadn’t wanted the sub soft, he would have done more than just admire him.
Wyatt was wearing the tiniest pair of boxer briefs that Garrett had ever seen outside the club. They cupped his package beautifully, but they were tiny enough that his dick poked out the top, giving Garrett all kinds of sexy ideas. Reaching out, he slid the briefs over Wyatt’s hardening length. That wouldn’t do. Taking the base of Wyatt’s cock tightly in his hand, he kept the boy from getting any more erect.
“You’re beautiful, Sweet. However, I can’t have your cock hard right now.” For many subs, a little bit of pain would soften their erections. However, from the way his boy took to his spanking, Garrett wasn’t going to bet on that working. “I need you to focus on something else for a minute. I want your pretty cock soft today. We’ll play with the ring while you’re hard another day.”
“Yes, Master.” Wyatt took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Garrett wasn’t sure what he was thinking of, but he quietly waited for the sub to do his best to bring his half-hard erection under control. It took a little while, but eventually, the boy’s cock was soft enough that Garrett was satisfied.
Quickly slipping the cock ring over him, Garrett had the boy wrapped up beautifully in seconds. Now that they weren’t going to have to worry about Wyatt’s erection any longer, Garrett didn’t fight his need to touch the sub. “Good boy. You did very well. I think you’re going to deserve a reward later.”
