He smirked. “Right? I want it in my mouth.”
He tweaked my nipples and a cool tingle had me sucking in my breath. I dragged my fingers across the wooden floor.
“Now these.” His grin was pure evil as he snapped the nipple doohickeys.
The clamps pinched when they went on. I couldn’t tear my gaze away as he settled the second one, the sensitive flesh tortured between the prongs at the end. My toes wouldn’t stop wriggling and dancing across the floor.
“Don’t pout.” He flipped a small switch on the right one, and I gasped as it began to vibrate, as advertised.
“I don’t know about this,” I said, then promptly made a liar of myself as I moaned when he turned on the left one. A warm, scrabbly feeling settled inside my stomach and sizzled down to my groin. My dick twitched and firmed up, totally outside of my control.
Tyler chuckled and wriggled his ass all over my hard cock, where it was doing its best to bust out of my pants. “He does. He loves it.”
Grabbing Tyler’s hips, I thrust up, grinding against him, imagining the moment when I’d been in his hot, tight hole. Fuck, I never wanted to be anywhere else. Why was I so stupid that I put on clothes and left the house? I should just be fucking him all the time. “Wh-what else?”
He settled his weight firmly on me, then dragged the advent calendar to our side. He opened door number two—“Lube! Yay! We won’t need to go upstairs for stuff.”—and eleven, which was red cuffs with golden tinkling jingle bells.
He snorted and whirled the faux leather restraints around once he had them out of the plastic. “These are flimsy. This chain isn’t going to keep anyone immobilized.”
“So?” I held up my hands. “I thought you were putting stuff on me?”
With a smirk, he quickly fastened my wrists into the cuffs and looked very pleased when he shoved them above my head, as if I wasn’t in love with the idea of being underneath him. I nudged my hard-on against his perfect ass and bit the inside of my cheek as a razor-sharp twist of need sliced through me.
“Jingle bells!” I started wriggling the cuffs.
He snickered but hurried to open doors three and ten while I went through my horrible rendition of the Christmas carol, thrashing my hands around for the added effect of the jangling.
“Damn,” he said, holding up two big packages with a grin. They were both festive colors, but beyond that, I was confused, and it must’ve shown on my face because he looked smug. “Can I take your pants off?”
“Sure, but what are you planning to do to me?”
His smile mellowed and he leaned down to kiss me. Our tongues tangled together for a few minutes, which had my cock aching in the worst way. “Some very nice things.” He gave me a short peck on the lips. “I want presents, not coal.”
In two seconds flat my jeans and socks were a thing of the past. My boxers were next. I shuddered as he wriggled down and sucked a kiss onto the tip of my dick. The scalding heat of his mouth had me thrashing around for real.
“I want to be in you.” My voice was destroyed already. I barely sounded like myself.
“I’m sure you do,” he murmured, giving me a lick that had me arching off the cushions. His mouth was fiery and slick, exactly what I wanted. “We’re playing with toys first,” he said, in the same tone he’d used to talk about which game we would play next at the arcade.
“I love this. It’s so much fun. You’re fun,” I whispered.
His eyes glinted with pleasure, and then his lips were on mine for a few minutes after that. I hated that I couldn’t get my arms around him. But it was nice to suck on his tongue and rock my body against his while he let out tantalizing little gasps and moans.
“Condoms,” I growled between our lips.
He hummed and sat up again, which I hated. “Let’s see what else is in the advent calendar.”
When he was done opening the rest of the windows like a possessed holiday demon, his hard-on was straining against his jeans. His abs fluttered as he teased my cock with his beautiful ass. I thought I was going to go insane when he tweaked the ends of the nipple things, adjusting them a bit.
“Pay attention to our new toys.”
“Uh, toys, yes.”
He laughed, and I loved the sound. This was going on a mental list I’d just started.Top Ten Slightly Kinky Sexy Things I’ve Done with Tyler. It was definitely number one. Perhaps I would even write them all down once I had ten and share it with him, since he enjoyed lists and all.
Our pile of goodies was big because some of the doors had more than one item. There was something that resembled a weird jellyfish with a red cap and green legs, warming lube, a candle that proclaimed itself to be Noel Vanilla, a long metal pole that was too thin to go anywhere I might want it, condoms with Santa’s laughing face on them, a weird peacock feather,red-and-green body glitter, and a cheap red collar with a bell that he secured around his own neck.
“Now we’ll both jingle!”
