“That’s all?” Alistair laughed.
It was not a nice laugh.
“Allow Daddy to entertain you then,” Alistair went on. “Go upstairs and fetch your plug and the purple dildo.”
“The fat one or the one shaped like a tentacle?”
“You pick.”
“Okay.”
Alistair spanked Noah’s ass hard enough to bang his knees into the couch, and the crack sounded like a bomb going off. “Let’s try that again.”
“Yes, sir,” Noah groaned.
“Good boy. Now run along and go get your toys.”
Noah pushed himself off the couch, and the front of his pants was tented.
Alistair smirked, eyeing the bulge hungrily as Noah adjusted himself, and shooed him upstairs.
Noah fixed his pants and took the stairs two at a time, scrambling to grab the toys and lube out of the top drawer of the dresser.
They’d definitely accumulated quite a collection in their short time together, as Noah had been eager to try a little bit of everything. After all, he’d never dated anyone long enough to develop the proper level of intimacy to explore any kind of kink. That wasn’t a problem with Alistair, however, and Noah had enjoyed the bedroom lessons very much.
Like discovering how much he really,reallyliked big toys.
He chose the non-tentacle dildo for its hefty girth, and he headed back downstairs to present Alistair with his selection.
Alistair was sitting back in his chair by the fireplace, and he nodded his approval. He waved to the table next to him. “Set those down here and take off your clothes, dear boy.”
Noah did as he was told, now standing naked before Alistair with a hard cock and an eager smile.
“Get down on your hands and knees, please.” Alistair placed his tablet next to the toys and picked up the lube. “Present yourself to Daddy.”
After kneeling, Noah turned around and dropped to his hands, scooting back to offer up his ass. He knew this was how Alistair wanted him, and he smiled when Alistair grabbed his cheeks, still warm from the spanking.
“Perfect,” Alistair said.
Noah’s heart skipped a few beats.
Not just good, butperfect.
He could hear Alistair opening the bottle of lube, and his fingers were slick when they touched Noah’s asshole, swirling around in slow circles. He longed for Alistair to take him fast and hard, but he knew he had to be patient.
Then again…
“Come on, sir,” Noah urged. “Please?”
“No.” Alistair still had not pushed inside, not giving him anything more than gentle pressure.
“Please, sir?” Noah looked back at Alistair over his shoulder.
“No. And if you ask me again, you’ll get nothing.” Alistair thrust a single finger in so fast that it burned.
Noah inhaled sharply, and he groaned as Alistair pushed in a second, fucking his hole roughly. He dropped his head, arching up into Alistair’s touch. His body was fighting against the rude intrusion, but the pain faded as Alistair worked him open.
“There we go,” Alistair said softly. “Good boy… there we go…”
