“Correct.” Bringing my arms up to rest my hands behind my head, I opened myself up to him and did my best to look perfectly relaxed. “Sometimes you’ll be able to tell from my physical reactions what I want or will allow in the moment, but verbally checking in is the gold standard in most situations.”
As his hands gently stroked over my pecks, he nodded slowly. “Like shifting your arms to make more of your upper body available to me. You were showing me there were more places I could clean, but if I had any questions I would ask so we could confirm limits.”
“Exactly.” The methodical discussion and tone seemed to be helping his headspace, so I kept it up even as I told my dick to calm down. “You might’ve wanted to ask if I thought I needed to be cleaned under my arms or you could’ve asked if I had limits regarding being kissed or licked there.”
Oh, that got his fascinating mind whirling.
His head cocked but his hands didn’t stop exploring every inch of muscle he could enjoy on my chest. “That’s a place with strong scents which some people enjoy, and from what I’ve been researching, it can also have emotional connections. Some people online felt humiliation when they...what did they callit...worship their Doms in that way. I’m not sure why it would be embarrassing to enjoy a scent and body part, though.”
“We don’t always understand what makes us aroused or humiliated or both.” Ferris wasn’t the type to want to explore humiliation play, though. “I think for a lot of people it’s about the scent or action connecting to that caveman part of our brains. We treat it as a very intimate area so that probably plays a part too.”
If I was reading his expression right, he was curious about it but I wasn’t sure which piece had caught his attention. Nodding toward the bodywash, I gave him a verbal push. “Why don’t you get more soap on your hands and explore them that way? It might give you a better understanding of what people online were saying and if it’s neutral to you.”
“Neutral is good.” That came out more as a habit than lecture as he squirted bodywash into his hands. “Is it an erogenous zone for you?”
“Not in a kink or fetish kind of way but I really like the look on your face when you touch me, so your reaction is going to play a big part in how I feel in a scene or situation like this.” Wanting to make it clear, I tried not to get distracted as his hands caressed up my sides to my pits. “Right now we’re on the positive side of neutral.”
“But that will shift depending on how I’m feeling.” It wasn’t a question but he nodded to himself as his fingers combed through the hair under my arms. “My reactions shift yours in some ways because you are very focused on what I enjoy about male-on-male sexual situations with you.”
Like muscle worship and being caged.
“That’s right.” And at that moment his relaxed, exploring state was shifting this into a very erotic zone for me. “This is also something positive for me because I like your hands on me. It’srelaxing and arousing. You’re doing a very good job of making me feel good.”
Shoulders going back, his pleasure at being praised was obvious. “I’m glad we found an activity that we can both enjoy.”
Hmm...
“There are a variety of ways we can both enjoy this type of scene.” I’d approached the massage idea completely backward. “How about on our next date you try giving me a massage? It would simply be rubbing your hands over me and applying pressure to areas where the muscles might be tight or that you would just like to explore with your fingers. Having oil or lotion effects the amount of friction and can change the experience.”
Yep...I should’ve realized a lot sooner we’d need to switch things up.
“Oil is supposed to be good for the skin and it’s used in a variety of scenes online.” The way his brain immediately latched onto that made it clear how the scene should go.
“Then I think we have a plan.” Every part of me wanted to kiss him but I wasn’t sure we were at that point yet. He was much more relaxed but I wanted to let him continue to lead for the time being. “We’ll figure out dinner and then after that I’ll stretch out on the bed and enjoy feeling your hands on me.”
Smiling softly, he got his spark back as we narrowed down our plans. “You’re going to like that.”
“I’m going to love it.” Something I did must’ve given away my thoughts on kissing because his gaze shifted to my lips and he cocked his head again. “I’m really enjoying spending time with you.”
No matter what we ended up doing.
Ferris exhaled slowly and licked his lips. “Thank you for making this so easy for me. I...I appreciate it more than you know.”
Stepping closer so we were pressed against each other, Ferris stretched up and gently brushed his lips against mine before easing back. The anxiety he’d been radiating before was gone and it felt like we were moving back to neutral. “This has been a wonderful date.”
Giving him a light peck, I smiled and did my best to make my appreciation and understanding clear. “It’s not over yet. I’m looking forward to picking something out to watch with you and getting to know you more.”
“That...” Letting out a slightly ragged breath, he stood straighter again. “That sounds nice.”
High praise from my boy.
It went to my head...both heads actually.
We were close enough that as my cock made a valiant effort to get hard again, he felt it shift against him and let out a laugh as he looked down between us. I shrugged, letting him know it wasn’t anything I was worried about. “What can I say...he likes the idea of getting to know you more too.”
“That’s very odd.” His words said one thing but his smile said another. “He’s...he’s easy to get to know.”
“He’s never going to behave if you keep being so sweet.” Kissing his cheek, I shrugged and sighed. “You’re cute and you kiss really well, so he’s not in any mood to behave.”
