“If you’re serious, I should get you a set of training anal plugs.”
“I—you—?”
“Think of it as a present from your potential future top.”
He chuckles. “Okay.”
I pick up my laptop and lie beside him so that he can balance the laptop on his knees. His sofa isn’t really deep enough, but we make it work, even if I am squashed against the back of it.
I open a browser window and navigate to a sex toy shop. “This is the one I use. Good prices, excellent quality.”
“Do you use a sex toy shop a lot?”
“Sometimes.”
“W-what do you have?”
“Aside from my own set of training plugs? Not that I use them anymore.”
He nods.
“A couple of dildos. I have needs, and this may come as a huge shock, but I don’t keep a guy in my pocket to fulfil them for me. Besides, there are some very realistic dildos. I put some porn on, warm myself up, and then—”
Jett’s face has gone bright red.
“TMI?” I flutter my lashes.
“I-I’m—” He licks his lips.
“Oh! I get it. You’re imagining me using one.”
His face goes puce.
“Would it help if I showed you which ones I have?”
“You’re mean,” he whispers.
I kiss his jaw. “Better yet, I could bring my favourite one over, and you could watch me use it.”
He shivers. “Fuck.”
While he spontaneously combusts thinking about me using a dildo, I use the menu to navigate to the right page.
“Here we go, training sets. You get three different sizes, sometimes four. You start with the smallest and, once you’ve got comfortable with it, move up to the next one.”
“I could have guessed.” Jett’s voice is strangled. “They’re not shaped like cocks.”
“No, they’re more user-friendly. Trust me. These ones are pretty.” I point at a set with glass crystals in the base. “You’d have a sparkly butt.”
Jett slaps his hand over his face. “I think the black ones will be fine.”
“Sure?”
“Positive.”
Laughing, I add the anal plugs to my basket and check out. “Done. They’ll arrive by mid-week. Not that you have to rush into anything. But if you’ve got them, it means you can try stuff whenever you want to.”
“Thank you.”
