I saw a blush rising on his cheeks, but he seemed too distracted by my touch to want to hide from the conversation. “Both.”
I chuckled and widened my grip so my fingers grazed over the center of his ass. “Are you wearing sweet panties now or naughty ones?”
I’d just been guessing about him wearing them at all, but when he froze, I realized how right I’d been. “I’m guessing naughty ones.”
Casey’s head shifted against my chest as he nodded. Desire was clear in my voice as I kept kneading his ass. “I bet you look beautiful. I’m very proud of you for trying something different. I know that couldn’t have been easy for you.”
His breathing was a little choppy, but after a few deep breaths, he started to speak. “I…it was…they looked so pretty when the models were walking around in them…and…well…after I realized how many guys there were subs and liked wearing them for real, I was curious.”
I lightened my touch and started caressing over his ass. “I really am proud of you. A lot of the models I’ve talked with had a really hard time opening up about what they liked in the beginning, so I know how hard it is.”
Hell, when I’d been in college and first starting to figure out I liked guys in lingerie, it hadn’t been easy to bring it up either. When I’d first found Eli, I thought I’d hit the lottery, but we’d ended up being better as friends. He didn’t make me want to bend him over and spank him, he made me want to strangle him.
Now Casey, if he aimed those big eyes up at me and said he was sorry for being naughty, I’d spank that sexy ass in a heartbeat.
“Well, aside from that part when I was drunk, you’re the first person in real life I’ve talked about it with. So I don’t know how open I’ve been.” The way he said it had me thinking.
“Real life?”
He chuckled shyly. “I have a blog. It’s tiny really, but it’s where I talk about my…well, about figuring things out.”
“I’m glad you have people you can talk to. That’s how a lot of our models start. Well, not so much talking as showing pictures and seeing what people think, but I think it’s wonderful you have a place to talk about it.” I kissed his head again and smiled as he tucked his face against my chest, clearly embarrassed.
About what?
I thought back through the last few moments. “Is it just a blog where you talk about things or are you posting pictures?”
Had he gone that far?
When his head barely moved up and down, I squeezed him tighter. “Are you embarrassed? Considering what I do for a living, you can’t think that I would have a problem with that.” I’d started stroking his back but moved my hand back down to his ass when it seemed like he needed a distraction, and a reminder about how desirable I thought he was. “I think you’d look sexy on the website, personally, but that didn’t seem to be something you were curious about.”
Had I misread it?
“I’m not.” The words were clearly forced, but I was proud of him for trying. When he continued, I started to relax. “It’s just…private isn’t the right word. I know it’s not private when I post pictures online, but it still feels that way.”
“There’s a big difference between having your own site where you control what happens and posing for a site like Leashes and Lace.” A very big difference.
Casey’s hand started caressing up and down my arm slowly. “So it doesn’t bother you…that I have pictures up?”
“No.” I slowly stroked over his ass, trying to keep him distracted. “I’ll admit I’m possessive, but I’m not the jealous type. Even if you were modeling on the site, I wouldn’t be upset or frustrated. I like the idea of showing you off.”
Casey squirmed a bit and gave a nervous chuckle. Was he embarrassed by that idea or turned on? I asked, “How does that make you feel?”
I’d never do anything we hadn’t discussed and agreed on, but I wasn’t going to lie about my fantasies.
He shifted and tucked his face against my neck. The soft puff of his breath as he thought through whatever was going through his head only made my dick harder. When he finally spoke, I had to work to pay attention.
“Nervous but…maybe scared, but it’s not in a bad way.” His hesitant words had me confused. Thankfully, he seemed to realize that. He gave a huff of laughter before he continued. “Way to sound insane.”
I laughed and wrapped my arms around him in a tight hug. “It’s okay. Just try to rephrase that for me.”
He gave a nervous laugh but nodded, some of the stress falling away again. “The idea of people seeing me is hard. I’ve never been the type of person who craves the spotlight. But…but when you talk about showing me off, it makes me…aroused.” His voice dropped low toward the end, and I had to strain to hear him finish the sentence.
“I can understand that. Just because something turns you on doesn’t mean you really want to do it. It might be something we just talk and tease about, like dirty talk, or it might be something you think about and try sometime down the road.” Since the tension in his body had faded again, I decided to turn the conversation in a more teasing direction. Stroking down his back, I caressed over his ass and squeezed one cheek before circling over the cleft.
“Just because it sounds hot for me to tell you how I’m going to show you off and what kind of panties I’d make you wear in the photo shoot doesn’t mean we have to do it.” Casey shivered and a low moan escaped as I continued to play with him. “We might pretend that you were naughty in a photo shoot and needed a spanking to remind you to be a good boy for me.”
His entire body jerked and his hips thrust forward, grinding his dick against my hip. “You want to be a good boy, don’t you?”
