“That’s so sexy, pretty boy.” I wasn’t going to fuck his throat on his first time exploring a dick and not a banana, though. “What’s your favorite part of a cock so far, hmm?”
Giving him a chance to pull off, I ran my hand over his head as he pulled off and nuzzled against the base. “On mine I like the tip. It’s cute.”
So was he…especially when he frowned and studied my dick.
“I think on yours I like the shaft when I’m kissing it but I think I’ll appreciate different things about it when it’s inside me.” We both knew he meant inside his ass because he gave it a wiggle and clenched his cheeks again. “I’ll let you know if that changes, though.”
He was the funniest cutie I’d ever met.
“I can’t wait to see how that changes.” His happy grin said he was looking forward to it too. “I’m excited to explore everything about you, pretty boy.”
“Because you’re a wonderful Owner and Master.” Sitting up on his knees, he gave me a quick peck before wiggling himselfbetween my legs. “And you’re a wonderful Owner and Master who deserves an orgasm.”
Since I thought that was a wonderful plan, I decided to stop distracting him from his fun as he stretched his body down the length of the bed and kissed the base of my dick. “You look so sexy like that, pretty boy.”
And it got even better as he peeked up at me under his lashes and barely brushed his lips against my erection. “I like looking sexy for you, Master.”
I had a feeling he just liked being seen and understood, but I smiled and petted his head again. “Just your smile is sexy, pretty boy, but the whole package is amazing.”
That smile got even better when it was wrapped around the head of my cock and stretched as he slowly sank down lower over it.
Where his fake innocence was cute, this excitement and joy at getting to explore something new was incredible to see. My boy threw himself into everything and learning all about my cock was no exception, but I could see where he’d been worried.
Some guys might’ve taken it the wrong way but I didn’t mind him learning on me or with me. It would just make him feel even more owned and controlled and wanted. So I pushed my desire to the back of my head and refused to let it take over as he licked and kissed and proved how diligent he’d been with his banana lessons.
As he slowly lost himself in worshiping my cock and softly humping the bed, I let him set the pace. When he finally started taking me in long strokes and he wasn’t just having an adventure, he was working for my orgasm, I stopped holding it back.
Moans from me had him wrapping his hand around the base of my dick. Every time my cock twitched, he’d make a happy, pleased sound. Frustrated groans had him moaning along with me and sending vibrations right up through me.
That seemed to be when he remembered the best way to drive his Dom crazy because he started humming a tune I didn’t know every time he took me deep into his mouth.
And that gag.
Sexy as fuck.
“Pretty boy…that’s…you’re…” It wasn’t my most articulate warning, but he knew what I meant because he redoubled his effort and the song in his head started playing faster.
And since hard work needed to be rewarded, I gave up being a good Dom letting him have playtime and finally let myself thoroughly enjoy my boy.
My dick throbbed in his mouth, getting an excited inhale from my little drama queen as he wrapped his lips tighter around me and swallowed down my cum. Pride and pleasure radiated from him as he worked my cock and dragged every drop of cum and pleasure he could from me.
When I was wrung out and boneless, he released my dick with a giggle and threw himself on top of me. “I did a great job. Tell me. Tell me.”
“You did an amazing job, pretty boy.” Cupping the back of his head, I pulled him into a kiss, going from peck to fucking his mouth in the blink of an eye. He moaned, wrapping himself around me and stroking his tongue against mine.
Releasing him when he was breathless and rocking his cock against me, I gave his ass a quick pop. “No humping.”
That got a giggle and an ass wiggle, but he nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“Good boy.” Stealing another peck, I finally remembered my question. “What were you humming?”
“Um, what’s a good answer to that question if I don’t want to say the real one?” His utterly sincere ridiculousness had me fighting to keep a straight face.
“You just frown and say it must’ve been something you heard on the radio.” Kissing his forehead, I did my best to sound calm and completely at ease with the question. “Aim to make it seem like a casual thinking frown…like the answer is just on the tip of your tongue. Try it now for me.”
“Okay.” Settling against me, he frowned and cocked his head. It was so well done I had a feeling he was channeling one of the models. “Oh, I don’t know the name. I think it was playing on the radio earlier when I was flicking channels.”
“Good job. Now sigh and complain about your music app not working right.” When we’d run through it a few times and he had a few different variations down, I relaxed back in the pillows and ran my hand over his head. “Are you ready for your turn, pretty boy? I’m not napping yet.”
