Maybe I am fucked up andweird.
I typed out my response and decided that it was in my best interest to be honest with him. I promised him that I would be as part of our mentor/apprentice relationship. I just hoped that it didn’t come across soundinggay.
If there is something from our session that you would have liked more of, what would that be?I would have liked more flogging. I don’t mean for this to sound weird, but I promised honesty with you. I liked when you rubbed on my muscles after you hitme.
There. It was the truth. I closed the window and opened up my favorite porn site and searched for some spanking videos. I sat back, pulled my dick out, and gazed at the screen while a cute blonde was stretched out over a spankingbench.
“Fuck!” I groaned and pumped my cock to its release in less time than it took the video tofinish.
I exited the porn site and glanced down at my stomach. It was laced with strands of cum and a glop of it near my belly button. I grabbed my t-shirt from the couch cushion next to me and wiped it off as I headed to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and while I waited for the water to warm up, I tossed my dirty clothes in the hamper. I scrubbed at myself until I felt clean and then grabbed my laptop from the living room and settled inbed.
I propped my pillow up against the headboard and got online to chat with April and Kim for a little while. I knew they were dying to hear about my day and I opened the chat box the three of usshared.
Ryan: What’sup?
While I waited for their replies, I re-opened my email and sent the draft I had saved to Russell with the responses to hisquestions.
April: There’s our Ry-Guy!
Kim: It’s abouttime!
I smiled at their greetings and began telling them all about myday.
Kim: So you liked it and even got a nice blowjob.
Ryan: Yeah, but you guys know how I am. The sex or getting off isn’t that important to me. I always have my hand. I was just glad he didn’t do any of that after carestuff.
April: Uh, hate to break it to you, Ry-Guy, but that lunch you had by the pool with the Dom’s Dom…that was aftercare.
I frowned. She waswrong.
Ryan: No. We just hadlunch.
Kim: April’s right. You had after care by thepool.
Were they just fucking with me? They were teasing me. I smirked at the screen and shook my head. While they teased and we jabbed one another back and forth, I set the laptop to the side and got out of bed to check the thermostat.Had I accidentally turned the air conditioning down too low?No, it was set the same as it had been all week. It just seemed ridiculously cold in the house so I bumped up the setting by a couple degrees and went back to myconversation.
Ryan: Not all sessions have to have after care. MINEDIDN’T.
Kim: It’s okay, Ryan. Today had been a big step foryou.
April: Lots of people need some sort of care or checking onafterward.
What? Now I was getting pissed. They made it sound like it was okay for me to admit I had care. Which I most certainly didn’t. And I didn’t need anyone to care or check on me for shit. I could, and had, taken care of myself since as long as I couldremember.
Ryan: For the last time, and I’m being serious, I didn’t have after the fuckcare.
April: Stop for aminute.
Ryan: No! You guys are trying to get me to tell you I cuddled under some fucking cabana or umbrella with him. And I didn’t! I don’t cuddle. I don’t need cuddling. I don’t need anyone to fucking look afterme.
“Why the fuck is it so goddamn cold in this fuckinghouse?”
I shoved my laptop off my lap, threw back the sheet and stormed to my dresser to get a long-sleeved shirt. When I got back to the laptop, I took a deep breath and read theirmessages.
Kim: No one said you cuddled withanyone.
April: After care isn’t exclusive to cuddling. Fuck, Ry. You better start opening up those ears when you’re around him and listen to what he’s trying to teachyou.
