“You’ve been such a good boy.” My whisperedwords pulled a sexy moan from him. “Your cock is so hard it has to ache,doesn’t it, boy?”
Ridley’s head bobbed, but he stayed quietand still, probably trying to guess what would happen next.
“We’re going to play a game.” His quietwhimper said he was just a bit skeptical. It was so cute I had to fight theurge to laugh.
My boy was so smart.
“I’m going to ask you questions. If you’rea good boy and answer me honestly—really listening—then I’m going to rewardyou.” He went still, quietly breathing with everything focused on my words.
“I might pinch your nipples again or eventease your dick. I bet you’d like me to slap it just a bit.” The way his bodydid its best to jerk said he liked that idea. “Wouldn’t that be a good reward?”
A needy sound escaped around the gag and henodded, not willing to run the risk of losing the reward by being too embarrassed.“That’s what I thought.”
Taking both his nipples between my fingers,I gave them gentle tugs and flicked the nubs before pulling away. “See how thatworks? You answered my question like a good boy and you got a reward.”
His head bobbed and he straightened,clearly a way to tell me he was ready. “Such a good sub.”
Kissing each cheek, I trailed my fingersdown his neck. “You give me everything and it’s absolutely perfect.”
Ridley nuzzled my face before I sat back onthe couch. “Thank you, baby.”
Now to start our—hopefully—educationalgame.
“Did you realize the only date we’ve beenon has been to McDonald’s?” I wasn’t sure if he was startled by the question orthe answer, but he froze before shaking his head.
“Me neither until Julian pointed it out earlier.”
No point in him feeling bad about that whenI hadn’t really thought about it either.
“Since you answered that so quickly, youget a big reward this time.” Before he could even begin to fantasize about whatI would do, I gave his cock an open-handed slap that had just enough powerbehind it to push him right to the edge of coming.
He managed not to orgasm, which wasimpressive, so I gave him a few moments to catch his breath. When he was stilland the moans had stopped, I continued. “Such a good boy.”
I wasn’t sure if his whine was a complaintor in thanks, but he hadn’t dropped the ball, so I wasn’t worried.
Kissing his cheek again, I smiled. “I’mglad you liked it, baby.”
Before he could find a way to grumble andget himself in trouble, I questioned him again. “Were you honest with me andwith Asa when you said you wanted to go to the club at some point?”
His nod was so quick I knew he was beinghonest, so I stroked around his nipples and gave them a gentle tug. “Good boy.”
He didn’t need time to recover for that, soI jumped back into our discussion. “Do you deserve asocial life?”
The question must have been unexpectedbecause he froze.
I’d hoped to make him think, but thestillness and quiet that came from him was interesting. When a few more silentseconds ticked by, I made a tsking sound and shook my head even though hecouldn’t see it.
“Naughty boys don’t get rewards.” His onlyreply was a low whine, but that wasn’t enough. “I’m going to answer this foryou. No matter what kind of parent or guardian you are and no matter whether youhave a child, a puppy, or an alien living upstairs, you are still your ownperson.”
A quiet huff drifted through the room, butafter a few seconds, he nodded. “Let’s try this again. Do you deserve a sociallife?”
That time he nodded, albeit slightlybegrudgingly.
“Good boy. But since you were naughty thefirst time, you don’t get a reward yet.” Stroking his face, I continued. “Butlet’s do another one so you can get a reward.”
Trying to steer us a bit, I continued. “Doyou want to date me?”
His nod that time was immediate. It was soquick it was touching, so I gave him another peck on the cheek as I flicked thetip of his dick. “That’s my sweet boy.”
