The simple order had him shifting, and as Istroked over his ass he gasped again. Chuckling, I teased down the split in hischeeks. “Lean into the wall. Push your ass out.”
He groaned again and his head fell againstthe wall like he was embarrassed, but the sounds he made as I started washinghis ass said he was more aroused than anything else. I took my time, teasingand exploring until he was making needy sounds and having to fight to keepstill.
When I was just making slow circles aroundhis tight opening, his breathing started to deepen and I knew he was slowlylosing control. “What color are you?”
The question was mostly about distractinghim, but I also wanted to make sure he had a good idea about what would comenext.
Moaning, he arched his ass out more.“Green…Master…green…”
Yes, he’d guessed.
“Do you have permission to come?”
His huff was not an answer, but he knewthat and quickly responded with words. “No, Master.”
“Good boy.” Pressing gently over hisopening, I dropped my voice and let him hear my desire. “Relax for me.”
A shiver ran through him, but he let out aslow breath and his body opened for me. Slowly inching back and forth, I didn’tsink deep into him. “I’m going to need to keep you clean for me. Your showersover here will always beverythorough, my boy.”
He let out a quiet moan that was filledwith desperation and frustration. Just the sound made me smile. “Yes, you’regoing to be a good boy for me and enjoy getting clean.”
It wasn’t really a question, but he noddedand gasped as I teased deeper into him. I’d have loved to have kept going butthe sounds he was making and the straining erection said it probably wasn’t agood idea if I didn’t want him to orgasm.
Easing out of him, I patted his cheek as hegroaned. “Turn into the water.”
It was time to get him rinsed anddressed…well, somewhat dressed. The plans I had for the rest of the eveningdidn’t call for him to wear very much at all.
Chapter 13
Asa
I was starting to think that some of thoseoldStargateepisodes about alternate dimensions hadn’t just been fullof shit.
That was the only explanation for howeverything had changed so quickly.
Not that I was complaining.
And not that I was planning on looking fora way home either.
No matter how I’d ended up here, there wasno place else I would rather be…even though he was killing me by stroking hishands over my ass as he readjusted the jock for the hundredth time.
I must have moaned…again…because Stuartchuckled and gave my ass a pat. “Do you really want me to think that you’re goingto be naughty and come when you shouldn’t?”
His hand caressed around my hip and teasedover the front pouch that was straining to contain my erection. “You don’t looklike you’re trying to be very good.”
The sound I made that time was filled with purefrustration.
The look on Stuart’s face as he finallyrose said he enjoyed it.
The man was a sadist in sweet clothing.
I loved it.
“I’ll be good, Master.” I leaned in andkissed his cheek sweetly. “I want to be good for you.”
I’d try, at least.
Maybe it was time to point out how good I’dalready been.
