Kissing Scott was addicting, but we were inthe middle of an adult store, so it didn’t feel like the right place to giveeveryone a free show. Pulling away, I couldn’t resist pinching one nipple andgiving him a teasing grin. “They’re going to look so hot.”
Scott groaned but didn’t argue about thefacts of that statement. “You’re crazy.”
Dare’s eyes lit up.
He knew what that response from his boymeant.
Stepping closer to us again, he ran hishands up Scott’s chest, giving him an innocent peck on the cheek. “One step ata time. Today we’re just going to look at nipple clamps and see what you think.Then later this week we’ll look at videos of piercings and get moreinformation. That’s it.”
Scott nodded, swallowing as he inchedcloser to Dare. “Videos are interesting.”
That was obviously a yes to Dare’s plan,and even I could see why he was trying not to smile at Scott. “You’re right.The internet has all kinds of ways to get information.”
He shot me a teasing grin. “Maybe we shouldfind something for Ryan to learn about.”
Oh, that could be interesting…and scary,based on the devilish gleam in Dare’s eyes.
Scott’s face lit up, clearly appreciatingthe change in topic. “Yes, we’ll have to find something so he doesn’t feel leftout.”
That was vague.
Before I could figure out a way to dig forinformation on what that might mean, Dare steered the conversation back towardthe toys on the wall. “Let’s look at the clamps.”
Excitement and nervousness flashed acrossScott’s face before he tried to school his features, but that just had Daregiving him a tap to his ass. “Are you supposed to hide how you feel from me?”
Scott’s mouth opened and closed severaltimes before he finally shook his head. “No, Master.”
“That’s right.” Dare reached up and strokedScott’s face. His touch was tender, but the words were firm and had a roughedge to them that made my dick ache. “If you hide what you’re thinking or howyou’re feeling from me, you won’t get to come tonight…maybe for the whole week.Do you understand me?”
If he didn’t, I certainly did.
“Yes, Master.” Scott’s quiet words werefilled with desire and apology. “I’m nervous.”
“Thank you for telling me.” Dare gave himanother kiss before taking his hand and moving us several feet down the wall.“I’m going to decide what we’ll use. All you have to do is look at the toys andtell me if you have any questions.”
Scott’s shoulders relaxed and I could seehim stroking Dare’s fingers with his. “Yes, Master.”
With him seemingly more relaxed, I studiedall the different options on the wall. Since they weren’t really for me, evenif they looked kind of interesting, it was easier to come up with questions.“Do they hurt a lot or just a little?”
“Both.” Dare flashed me a grin beforepicking up a pair that looked a bit like they should be in a miniature toolbox.
“Those look like something a Smurf wouldhave in a toolbox.” My response had Scott nearly giggling and the last of hisfear seemed to have faded. “They do.”
I pointed to the ends that had rubber tipson small clamps. “Small pliers. See?”
Scott nodded with a wide grin. “I guess so.But, dude, Smurfs? Don’t ruin those with sex toy references.”
Scoffing, I shook my head. “No, I said theyweretoolsfor Smurfs. You’re the one who’s clearly been sexualizingthem.”
Coughing, Dare seemed to be trying toignore our outrageous behavior. “They’re actually great for beginners becausethis screw on the side adjusts the strength.”
Ah.
“That makes sense.” I glanced over at Scottand gave Dare a grin. “Clearly, Handy Smurf was dirtier than I realized as akid.”
Dare laughed as Scott groaned, rubbing ahand over his face like he was trying to scrub the mental image from his brain.“Don’t. Just. No, that’s…”
“I wonder what else he was carrying aroundin his toolbox.” I dropped my voice. “Maybe he was making dirty house calls.”
