Blinking, he managed to find my face even though it looked like it was difficult. “I’m pretty sure that’s within your limits but you’re really distracting, so you need to let me know if I’m remembering that wrong.”
“You’re remembering it correctly.” He lost the battle to keep his gaze on mine as I stroked my hand over the front of my pants again. “Do you want to see me orgasm or do you want a chance to study me while I’m naked and aroused?”
He hadn’t explored another man before, so I was expecting an immediate answer of both, but he did a nervous rocking motion and frowned. “The correct answer is not to want to study you like a bug, right?”
“No. First of all, there is no right or wrong between us. If you find watching me play with my cock to be fascinating and educational, that’s what we’ll do.” It sounded logical to me since I understood how little firsthand experience he had. “If you find it erotic and educational, that’s still what we’ll do.”
In the grand scheme of things it wasn’t surprising or odd. “Second of all, I’m glad you explained what you were thinking, but you’re going to see that you don’t have to overthink answers for me. I just want to know how you’re seeing the situation.”
I couldn’t design the right scene if I didn’t know where a request was coming from.
I had every intention of explaining that but my boy’s brain clicked into gear again. “I’m not supposed to look at other naked men in public situations like locker rooms, so I don’t go to those kinds of places. It seemed like a bad idea to test my curiosity like that.”
Well, at least he understood what he was working with and wouldn’t end up in jail because of it.
“Then we’ll set aside time either tonight or on our next time together for us to do that.” Stepping closer, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him tight against me. “I’ll get you dressed up and then I’ll stretch out naked on my bed so you can ask questions and touch me. Then we’ll decide what to do about orgasms and the rest of the scene.”
His long exhale as he curled into me had me trying not to smile. “You’re really good at this. Thank you, Master.”
“You’re welcome, pretty boy.” Kissing his head, I ran my hands down his back and teased my fingers around the edges of the nightie and his panties. “This is just communicating and talking through what we need and want, though, but I’m glad it makes you happy.”
Rocking against me, he tucked his face against my shoulder. “Most people don’t do that very well or they get offended easily. I don’t have enough practice figuring out why conversations go so badly and that makes it hard to learn how to do better going forward.”
I was missing entirely too much.
“It takes a lot before I get offended because I’ve had to take so much feedback about my art. Even people who don’t know a damned thing about it feel entitled to tell me why it’s bad or what I should’ve done better, so it’s given me a thick skin and a lot of patience.” His offended grunt on my behalf got a smile out of me. “So you asking something you’re curious about or needing to answer a question isn’t going to offend me.”
Barely nodding against me, he pushed his ass out to encourage a firmer grip. “You like communication and you think I’m cute.”
“You are cute.” He must’ve heard my verbal eye roll because he giggled. “And yes, I like communication because it helps me to find new ways to play with you.”
Still hiding, his happy sounds got more pronounced until I dug my fingers into his ass cheeks and a moan escaped instead. “You have so much stuff to play with, Master.”
Shrugging, I kissed his head. “I have a vivid imagination with everything creative, so I’ve just spent time finding things that interest me or getting them custom-made.”
I had the time and money to indulge my hobbies, so I did.
“Like the table? Is that custom-made?” Feeling more confident, his curiosity came flooding back and he straightened and focused on the innocent-looking table again.
“Yes.” Pointing to the chairs, I leaned down and kissed his neck. “The basic table and chairs would’ve been easy to find but I wanted the accessories to make tea parties much more fun.”
That got a shiver out of him, but he didn’t pull away. “I’d have to sit very still while you…while you filled me up with different things?”
“With those two chairs yes.” Pointing to the one he’d been suspiciously uncurious about, I gave him another kiss as I started rubbing his chest. “That one gives a slight…let’s call it electric tingle. I don’t think it will be big tug painful to you but you might not like the sensation.”
He had an interesting pain scale, though.
“If it’s more like a splinter, we won’t use it.” It was interesting but not if it made him uneasy or dramatic. “We’ll start with my turning it on so you can see how it works and then you can touchit with your fingers if you’d like. I don’t get sexually aroused from receiving pain in any way, so it was just frustrating to me.”
That had him going still and I could almost hear the wheels in his head going. “You tried it…you tried it to make sure it was safe for your doll and…and to be able to explain it.”
I treated his statement like a question even if it didn’t feel like one.
“Yes, and I’m entirely too curious sometimes, so it would’ve driven me crazy not to know what it felt like.” That made him laugh and he leaned back against me as his giggles came back. “I was that kid who kept trying to poke shit in electrical sockets and took anything and everything apart to see how it worked, so I just grew up to make new and interesting questionable decisions.”
“Nooo…my Master was always careful and serious.” His giggles were infectious and earned him the firm spank he’d wanted earlier. “Oh…yes…I’m going to like that.”
Just not gentle ones that don’t give him a pretty bottom.
