No humping.
No wiggling to make him find my prostate.
No accidental orgasms.
It was a lot to think about but Master was wonderful and kept distracting me with lubed fingers and stretches and more moans.
He was the best kind of distraction and was going to give me the bestlose my virginitystory ever.
Chapter 28
Leo
“No humping. No wiggling.” Mumbling to himself over and over, my pretty boy…my Mick, rocked his cock into my lap and moaned, not realizing he was wiggling and humping. “No humping. No wiggling.”
He’d lost his firm grip on reality halfway through the question and spanking game, and didn’t seem to have any idea what his body was doing.
Moans.
Humping.
Desperately trying to mash my finger against his prostate.
His brain had no idea what his body was doing, but we were going by brain levels of behavior for losing his virginity. My boy wanted an epic story level of sexy for his first time and that was what I was going to give him.
Even if his desperate wiggles were going to make him come sooner than he expected.
It was definitely time to change things up to prevent that, so I eased my fingers out and gave him a firm spank that had another shiver racing through him. “No more sad spanks. No more sad spanks. No more sad spanks.”
Him saying that on repeat wasn’t going to give me any regrets for making an impression on his communication skills.
It had, however, given me a push to make sure his next spanking would be memorable, and I’d accomplished that goal based on his sexy rambling.
“Such a pretty bottom for a sexy boy.” Squeezing one cheek got another desperate sound from him and his body jolted like lightning had shot through him. “All that pink surrounding a sexy little entrance.”
That got a cute embarrassed squeak, but also had him spreading his legs wider for me. “It’s going to be so slick and so tight for me.”
And his love of painful fun was going to keep it from being too overwhelming as far as first times went.
Just fingering him had him rocking and moaning and begging for more without even realizing it, so he was going to love being filled completely.
“Now I just have to decide if I’m going to make you kneel for me or if I’m going to lay you down like an old-fashioned bride and take you that way.” His vivid imagination would probably make sure he loved just about any way I could make love to him, but it seemed he liked the idea of being on his back based on the moan it got me.
“On your back, I think.” Giving him one more pat, I squeezed his ass again to keep the sensations flooding through him. “That way I get to kiss all the way down your body.”
Oh, that squeak.
“Roll over and be my good boy.” That seemed to be the best order he’d ever heard based on how quickly he scrambled toobey, nearly throwing himself onto the bed beside me. “That’s my eager sub.”
Eager to be owned.
Eager to be claimed.
Eager to be filled.
I knew because he’d spent his entire spanking telling me all about every thought in his head.
“I’m your good boy, Master.” He was my shaking boy too, but I nodded instead of pointing that out as I shifted and stretched over him. “Wow.”
