I stormed inside, tossing aside the box in disgust. It landed on top of laundry piled on the recliner. I should really put all that away.
I picked up the toy and placed it on the coffee table instead. It sat there, lewd and rude. I couldn’t keep a dildo in my living room. What if my sister came over? Worse, what if Rudy stopped by? The thought of his loud mouth telling all the guys made me snatch it up again.
I stomped into the bedroom and opened the side table. I slid the box into the drawer next to the lube and condoms.
I huffed an annoyed breath. There. Out of sight, out of mind. Now I could get on with my evening.
I went into the bathroom and started the shower. Once the water heated, I stripped down and stepped inside.
Ahhh. Bliss. I closed my eyes as the heat and steam worked their magic, washing away sweat and loosening my muscles.
I grabbed the body wash and scrubbed down. When my cock started hardening, it wasn’t surprising. Maverick wasn’t wrong. I hadn’t gotten laid in a while.
I wasn’t sure why, but I’d stopped trying to pick up anyone at the bar. I’d been around the block a few times in a small town like Granville. Maybe I needed to drive over to Riverton for some new faces.
Maverick’s ass in those little shorts rose in my mind’s eye just as I closed my fist around my dick.
My heart lurched. What the actual fuck?
I loosened my grip, but my dick ached, urging me to continue. I bit my bottom lip, looking down at my shaft. It was similar in size to that toy.
And now Maverick’s teasing note came back to me.Since you’re so interested in what my dick is doing, here’s one for you to play with…
Play with, as in put it up my ass? Would that even feel good? Gay men seemed to like it, so itmust, right?
My hole clenched even as heat flushed through me.
No. Maverick was just fucking with my head. I wasnotcurious.
I gave my cock a stroke. I’d just jerk off and call it a night.
Except, now I couldn’t get Maverick out of my head. Couldn’t get that impish smile of his to go the fuck away or the question of whether his dick might be of a similar size to the toy.
Was he giving it to me in thehopesI’d like it and ask him for the real thing?
“Ah god,” I moaned as arousal shot through me.
But stroking wasn’t enough. Maverick had fucked with my head and good. As if in a daze, I found myself turning off the water, giving myself a quick dry, and retrieving the sex toy from the bedside table.
No one had to know I’d ever tried it.
I was horny and curious, but it didn’t have to mean anything. I was just exploring my own damn body.
Decision made, I opened the box, scanned the instructions, and went into the bathroom to give it a quick wash. Thankfully, it came charged up and ready to go.
I sprawled on the bed, legs wide, and lubed it up.
My heart beat faster, as if I was about to do something illicit. Maybe a little dangerous.
My pulse beat in my cock. I was so turned on precum welled up. That hadn’t happened since I was a teenager. Okay, then. I was doing this.
I pressed the lubed tip of the toy against my asshole. Once it notched into place, I shoved it in.
A burn ignited, making me hiss with pain. Fucking hell. Too fast, too fucking fast!
I froze, body trembling with a shot of adrenaline as the fire burned through me. My ass gradually relaxed around the dildo, but it still felt like an invasion, something that didn’t belong in there.
I could quit, but… something about Maverick’s teasing had gotten to me. I couldn’t prove I didn’t want dick if I didn’t actually try it out properly, could I? More than just the tip.
