I nodded, hating how much I liked the idea of a monster telling me what to do while he watched.No, I was doing it so my unwanted sister wouldn’t have nightmares.That sounded much nobler than being a horny monster fucker.
Farrow set me down.“Undress as if to shower, then jerk off.Act as though I’m not here.”
“You like to creep on people?”
“You like to jerk off for people?”He moved my arm with his tail.
Heat rushed to my cheeks.I may have done it once or twice, but it wasn’t a thing.Or at least I didn’t think it was.Was it a thing?
“I think you do.”He released my arm and stepped back.“Are you going to stand there?”
I was standing in the doorway of the ensuite.I didn’t want to think about this too much, so I nodded.“Sure.”
Farrow pulled what looked like a fucking phone out of a pocket in his pants.
“Oh no, you can’t record.”
“Why not?I did last time.”His bright pink tongue flicked over his lip.
“There is something wrong with you.”And me for agreeing.Oh yes, Mr.Monster, make me do things for you.Pre-cum dampened my underwear.
“Yeah…I’m asking nicely.”He bared his fangs.
Do what the nice monster says before he turns mean.I pulled my T-shirt over my head, and in that second, he was gone.“What the fuck?”
“Don’t keep me waiting, Timothy.”The growl came from under my bed.
I bent over and peered into the shadows, but I couldn’t see anything.His tail whipped out and tapped me on the nose.
I rocked back and fell on my ass out of shock.
“That looks good.Get your dick out.”
His voice rumbled through me, and my fingers were halfway to obeying before my brain had finished processing the sentence.There was no point in arguing.I had to do as I was told.What if he smacked me with his tail or used it to control my hand?I bit my lip, refusing to allow the groan to escape as I freed my cock from my briefs and pants.
I felt stupid sprawled on the floor, half-naked.
His tail tugged at my pants, no doubt wanting a better view.I didn’t even finish a stroke before a bead of pre-cum slipped from the slit.
Farrow was lurking, watching, recording…
He was making me do this for his enjoyment.Was he jerking off under my bed as he watched?Had he been under my bed this week?My eyes fluttered closed as I imagined him running his hand over his cock beneath my bed, while I did the same beneath my covers.
The idea that he’d been watching and waiting for me and was now recording was enough to tip me over the edge I hadn’t realized I’d been so close to.My balls drew up, and I came over my hand and chest.It took me several seconds to catch my breath.
“Not even three minutes out of my shift.”His tail appeared from beneath the bed and traced through the mess and up my chest, then tapped my lower lip as if he expected me to lick his tail clean.When my mouth didn’t open, the order followed: “Lick.”
And I did.The tip of his tail was hard like a fingernail.He teased my tongue as if his tail were about to fuck my mouth, then it pulled away.
I lay there waiting to see what he’d do next.Nothing.
I waited a few more seconds, but I sensed he was gone.Wow, no thanks, or nice show.I still felt the hard press of his tail on my lip and heard his demand that I lick echoing in my ears.I shuddered, knowing that word would be with me the next time I jerked off.
I stared at my chest, then at my hand.Ugh, now I needed a shower.
Chapter9
Farrow
