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It was a kind of weird he hadn’t realized he’d been missing.

The food was good, and it was an insane relief to see that everyone loved his brownies…their brownies. Garrett was still saying he got credit too. There was definitely a story behind it. Wyatt thought he would have to corner one of his master’s brothers to get the scoop.

Not that Master was going to let him out of his sight that long.

Garrett had stuck by Wyatt’s side all afternoon. His master hadn’t gotten more than five feet from him and as much as it probably looked like Garrett was hovering, Wyatt appreciated it. It was another constant reminder that his master was there to take care of him.

Of course, sometimestaking care of himwas a little literal.

After they’d eaten and were helping to clean up, Garrett leaned close and discreetly whispered in Wyatt’s ear. “Let’s head back to the bathroom, Sweet. I want to check on you.”

Wyatt nodded and tried not to stand out as they made their way through the kitchen and living room to the back of the house. He wasn’t sure what to expect, so he tried to simply follow Master’s direction. The silent reminder to himself that his master was in charge soothed some of his nerves.

Walking into what seemed to be a guestroom, Garrett led him into a spacious bathroom. “I’ll wait outside while you use the restroom. Then we’re going to take a look at you.”

Thankful that he had privacy, Wyatt quickly handled his needs and washed his hands. When he was ready, he opened the door and waited for his master’s instructions.

Garrett walked in, and after locking the door, went over to sit on the edge of the tub. “Come here, boy. I want to see how you’re doing. I don’t want you sore, remember.”

It wasn’t a question, but as Wyatt walked over to him, he nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

He still couldn’t believe it was real. Standing there with Garrett as his master, while the sexy Dom took off his pants. If Wyatt was the swooning type, this would definitely do it. Master was obviously as turned on as he was, judging by the tenting in his pants. If Wyatt’s cock wasn’t restrained, it would have been hard too.

The fact that his master had him walking around with a cock ring on and a plug up his ass was still crazy hot. The plug wasn’t big enough to make it too difficult. It was just a constant reminder of his master’s control. That was hot too.

Master reached out to unbutton Wyatt’s pants, letting them slide to the floor. Master gave him the same hungry look he had earlier as he eyed Wyatt’s underwear. Sexy underwear got his master going. Good. Wyatt was going to have a wonderful time finding new ones to tempt him with.

Sliding his hands up Wyatt’s legs, Garrett cupped his ass, letting his fingers caress the edge of the material. Wyatt wanted to shove his ass back and beg Garrett to touch him harder, but he knew he shouldn’t.

The wait made him crazy but eventually, with slow, deliberate movements, the sexy Dom slid the tiny, tight briefs down to Wyatt’s thighs. Half-naked, with his ass hanging out, he felt deliciously naughty. He wanted to spread himself out over Garrett’s lap and plead for a spanking. He couldn’t do that either.

Crazy frustrating and incredibly arousing.

Garrett trailed his hands up Wyatt’s legs and around to his cock. The look on his face made it clear Garrett knew how wound up he was making him. Having Garrett inspect him shouldn’t have been that sexy. It was like his body truly belonged to his master.

Insanely hot.

It could have been a fantasy he jerked off to a thousand times. A master inspecting his property before he uses it. Thank goodness, Garrett couldn’t see the dirty thoughts running through his head. His master would think he was probably a little unbalanced.

“Oh, the naughty thought running through your head.” Garrett’s deep voice pulled Wyatt back from his fantasy.

“Um, Master?”

“One of these days, Sweet, you’re going to kneel down in front of me and tell me about those naughty fantasies.” Garrett’s hand gently rubbed Wyatt’s not so happy cock. The tender touch was making it hard to focus.

The image made Wyatt’s knees weak.

Maybe in panic, maybe in need…it was hard to be sure which.

“Um, yes, Master?” Wyatt didn’t mean for it to come out as a question. He would never voluntarily do something like that on his own, it was hard enough to tell a guy he wanted a full-time Dom. Sharing the crazy fantasies that ran through his head would be…He couldn’t even describe it.

“Yes, Sweet. I want to know every sexy, dirty thought that runs through your head.” Garrett looked down at Wyatt’s soft length. “Not right now, though. I want to be able to see how hard they make you.”

Saved for now…but probably not for long.

Master gave Wyatt’s cock a pat. “All right. Turn around so I can check on your plug.”

Nothing to think about or even worry over. He just had to follow directions. That thought always made things easier. It wasn’t his dirty desires, it was what his master wanted. At some point, Wyatt knew he was going to have to work on that but for now, it made him feel calmer.