Charlie’s gaze turned wicked, and he tugged my dick, then let it go. “Show me.”
“What?” My squeak of surprise came out louder than I expected.
“Show me how you jerk off. I want to watch you. That way I can learn what you like.” He winked as he stood up. “For future reference”
“Oh, fuck.” That got me hard in a second. I squeezed the shaft then stroked, watching Charlie’s face as his gaze was on my hand working.
His open expression of lust-filled joy was the same as when he’d been bringing me intense pleasure in my bed. “Touch me, please.” I whispered, not above begging, if needed.
Charlie cupped my sac and fondled my balls. That did it. Heat built in my abdomen fast, and my legs trembled as I tightened my grip on my dick. Charlie’s warm touch with the sexy-as-fuck look he gave me sent me over the edge.
I aimed at the open toilet, but Charlie caught some of it in his free hand instead. He let go of my balls, scooped my cum from his palm and sucked his fingers into his mouth. The secondscoop, he offered to me and I obligingly lapped it off his fingers, meeting his heated gaze. I’d do anything he asked. Clearly, he knew it, and I was loving it all the more for it.
“My cum is sour.” I grimaced, swallowing. Good thing I had a bunch of lollipops in my pocket to kill the taste.
“I like it.” Charlie licked into my mouth with a quick swipe of his tongue. “Now stand against the wall.”
I followed the instructions and linked my hands behind my back, preventing myself from disturbing Charlie.
He crouched in front of me and licked the crown of my dick. I hissed. It was still sensitive, but wouldn’t get hard. At least not for the next five minutes. Although Charlie was on his way to make sure that would be impossible for longer than that.
Charlie slid my cock into the neon pink plastic and my balls through the hoop underneath. Then he locked the tiny padlock on top.
“How does it feel?” Charlie patted my thigh as he stood up.
“Snug, but it doesn’t pinch anything.”
Charlie traced a finger over it, capturing a drop of cum at the tip. “How do you feel about it?”
“Weird because I’ll feel it all day. But it will make me think of you touching me.” I flicked the padlock with my thumb. “What will you do with the key?”
“I’ll keep it close.” Charlie took a delicate chain from under his t-shirt and clipped the key to it.
“Neat.” I grinned, seeing how the new pedant rested above his heart. “When you sent me the picture yesterday, I’d read about cock cages and what they could mean. Now I can feel like I’m yours.” I swallowed. “Am I yours, Charlie?”Am I your boyfriend?
His smile was like a ray of sunshine hitting my face. “Yes, you’re mine, Cupcake.”
“I love when you call me that.”
He kissed the tip of my nose. “Good.” He pulled up my boxers, tucking the cage in. “Now let’s go before we get into trouble with the diner staff.”
“My food must be cold. But it was worth it.” We exited the stall, and I turned to the bathroom wall that was covered in chalkboard paint with random scribbles from the patrons.
I took pink chalk from the bucket attached to it and wrote: “Dino pancakes rock!”
Snorting laughter like a pair of naughty teens, we returned to our seats. I slathered my cold pancakes in syrup and shoved them into my gob with gusto.
“I can’t meet tomorrow. I promised I’ll pick up my dad after he drops his car to the repair shop. Then mom insisted I need to stay for dinner. Are we still on for Friday evening? We’ll have to watch the movie and chill alone as Trixie is going on a date.” He waggled his brows. “That gives us plenty of time to check out how you’re coping with your new device. Will you be okay for two days?”
Arousal hit me at the thought and I hissed as my cock wanted to harden but couldn’t. “I’ll be there. I’ll text you the exact time when my boss calls the day. Sometimes we need to stay longer to finish the job before the weekend.”
“Sounds good. I’ll check in on how you’re doing and will send you care instructions. Let me know if something feels off, and I’ll come with the key.” Charlie’s watch beeped. “That’s my alarm. My break is up soon. I gotta run. See you in two days, Cupcake.” He stood up and approached my side of the booth.
I held my breath, unsure what he’d do.
Charlie kissed me. On the lips.
In the middle of the diner, with everyone watching. Yeah, I was definitely his now.
