“Shh…Just relax forme. Show me that you want to be a good boy for me.” The desire and wickeddelight were clear in his voice as he quietly whispered to me. It was almostlike he was teasing me for the audience that we both wanted to be watching us.
“I…but…Master…” Sucking in a breath, I stoppedtrying to push the discomfort away and instead focused on just the feeling ofbeing owned and used. Surprisingly, when I accepted the pain, everythingchanged, and the world took on a hazy feeling.
“That’s my beautiful boy. Show me that youcan suffer for me. Show me what a good boy you are.” As the painful pleasurecontinued, something about knowing I was pleasing him had my last remainingbrain cells start skipping around in my head.
Everything faded until the sensations weresomething like a background noise to the pleasure and overwhelming knowledgethat I’d made him happy.
At some point everything must have fadedaway completely because as the world came back into focus, I was wrapped inwhat seemed to be a blanket. Opening my eyes and wiggling just enough to get anidea of what was going on, I realized I was still cuddled into Warner’s chest.
“How are you feeling?” The question wasasked so earnestly I took a moment to really think about it.
“A little like I was taken apart and thenput back together a bit wrong. It’s not bad, but it’s weird.” I knew I wasn’texplaining it right, but his chuckle said he didn’t mind.
As he smiled and seemed to find myexplanation cute, I closed my eyes and snuggled back into his chest. Shiftingme around so I was on my side with my face tucked against him, he startedstroking my back and I couldn’t seem to hold back the quiet moan that escaped.
“My cuddle bug.” His teasing made me groan.
“Not a bug.” I was comfy and snuggly andfelt so relaxed; I just didn’t have the words to explain it.
I got another quiet laugh from him, but hedidn’t stop the wonderful caresses as he held me tight. I probably dozed againbecause when everything came into focus the next time, my body ached in awonderful way like I’d gotten a fabulous workout but my head felt clearer.
I also wasn’t on his lap anymore.
Well, my head seemed to be on his lap, butthe rest of me was stretched on the couch, still covered by the blanket. When Ishifted just enough that I knew I was facing up, I opened my eyes to see himsmiling down at me.
“There you are.” The pleased expression Warnerwas wearing seemed to say he liked what we’d done, but I still felt a pressingneed to apologize.
I was pretty sure that somewhere in the topten dating rules was don’t fall asleep on the first date.
“I’m sorry I fell asleep.” As soon as thewords came out of my mouth, he shook his head.
“No, don’t be sorry. It was perfect.” Hishand moved so he was slowly stroking my forehead and his smile came back. “You wereabsolutely perfect and just beautiful when you submitted.”
Hearing him talk about my submission somatter-of-factly and in such almost romantic terms had me blushing for somereason. That just had him chuckling again. “Now you’re getting shy? My sexy boywho got so hard thinking about everyone watching him that his orgasm coveredhim in cum?”
He’d done that on purpose, but that didn’tmean that it didn’t work.
Groaning as my face heated up even more, Itugged the blanket over my head. “Nope, I don’t know who you’re talking about.”
Had I really come that hard?
Warner gave another soft laugh, but he waswearing a tender expression as he eased the blanket lower. “There’s no reasonto be embarrassed. I loved the scene just as much as you did and I thought itwas perfect. I want you to feel comfortable sharing any fantasy with me or justanything you’re curious about in general.”
Taking a breath, I nodded. “I knowlogically that’s true, but honestly, I haven’t dated the most open-mindedpeople in the past, so that doesn’t come automatically to me.”
He gave me a wicked smile that I wasn’t quiteexpecting. “Then I’m going to have to punish you every time you hide fromsomething you want.”
Oh.
“Really?”
He chuckled, easing the blanket even lower.“I think I need to show you just what I mean.”
My brain wasn’t sure how we felt about theturn the conversation had taken, but my dick was thoroughly enjoying it. Notsurprising, but it still made me want to squirm when he pushed the blanket offme, baring me again.
“Roll over and pull your knees under you soyou’re lying over my lap.” There was no question in his voice about whether Iwould obey, and somehow that just made it easier. His confidence seemed to becontagious.
Any silliness I felt as I rolled over fadedthe moment he pushed my pants and briefs down further, baring my ass. It waslike he’d flipped a switch and nothing mattered but the need he seemed togenerate in me and the weight of his hand as he stroked my ass.
