Chapter 5
Slightly More Confident Dom
“His mood swings are making me question his mental health.” My new friend looked like he wanted to stomp his feet and explain how frustrating Conner was to anyone who’d listen. “Why was he so happy? Was it something about you?”
I didn’t think he was jealous but I also wasn’t entirely sure what he was thinking as we went down the hall to the private rooms. “He was pleased that his matchmaking seemed to be working.”
“I’m honestly surprised it did. He’s dramatic but I guess that can go with being smart as well.” He seemed to doubt that but I thought it was his attempt at being polite.
Maybe?
“Smart people can come in a variety of packaging.” Like grumpy and foot-stomping dramatic. “I’m only focused on yours, though.”
That had him shaking his head like he thought I might have a few screws loose, but his reaction might’ve been thrown by all the interesting rooms we were passing.
“Why was there a doctor’s office in that last room?” His question was serious, so I answered it that way.
“Some people find it erotic. I’ve heard people explain it as a taboo fantasy and others say it’s because of the embarrassment or humiliation aspect of it.” What else? “There could also be fantasies of a scientific nature for some people? It’s definitely got loss of control aspects to it.”
His frown said he was thinking about it but he seemed to brush it aside as I let us into our room. “Oh. This is interesting.”
Because it was so innocent looking?
Letting him process for a moment, I waited in silence and kept my hands to myself as he studied the large bed in one corner and looked around at the small wardrobe that I knew held a variety of interesting gear.
When he finally let out a breath and glanced back at me, I knew he was ready for us to go deeper into the room. “I’ve never been in bed with someone like this before. Although I did share a bed with other kids as a child. So I’m not completely unfamiliar with the concept.”
I was starting to understand why Conner asked if he’d been raised on Mars.
“You keep teasing me with such sexy firsts, I’m going to have to jerk off twice before I go to bed later.” That had him blinking a few times before he swallowed and reached behind us to shut the door.
“What are you going to think about while you’re doing that?” His question showed his confidence was growing, so I slowly started unbuttoning my shirt.
His gaze was glued to my fingers, but nothing showed he was too nervous for me to continue. “First, I’m going to imagine you on my lap again but you’re going to be naked and in a sexy cock cage.”
Blink.
Blink.
“They’re very practical.” His response had me fighting back a smile.
“You’re right. It’s going to make sure you don’t have to think about it at all.” His nod said I was right on the money with that one. “And I like the idea of your cock being locked away so you have to focus completely on me.”
It was probably two sides of the same coin.
“I can stay very focused but the men I read about online found them to be very helpful.” My boy didn’t seem to realize the signals he was sending out, but he was lucky because I did.
“It’s going to be helpful tonight because I’m going to imagine you caged as I run my hands over you and possibly play with your ass depending on how the scene goes.” He was at least curious enough about that part of his body that he wouldn’t mind me fantasizing about it.
“With stretching and lubrication it’s not supposed to be painful.” His informative response sent me mixed signals but he was too focused on my chest to give me more.
“Everyone likes different sensations, but yes, it can be anything from a warm stretch to something more painful. It just depends on what the person receiving the touch wants to experience.” It was just one of those activities that could go a variety of ways.
“We’ll start with gentle and then explore different options if you’re curious about them. ”
“I might be curious.” He was definitely curious about my chest because he stepped closer as I slid my shirt off and laid it over the bench at the end of the bed. “Like I said, I don’t have any negative associations with it, but I haven’t given it much thought.”
“There are a lot of nerve endings there that don’t get attention on a regular basis.” His definitely hadn’t gotten attention. “For a lot of people, it feels more intimate and can make them experience more submission. That’s going to depend on the person, though.”
“I really don’t appreciate how much variation there is in BDSM.” Frowning again, he moved close enough that I could feel his exhale on my chest. “I like black-and-white answers.”
Yeah, I could see that being a problem.
“Try to think of it as we’re looking for your black and white here. The rest is just a scale that we can use for reference.” That had him blinking again and looking back up at my face. “Reference information is just facts.”
“Facts.” The way he stood straighter told me he liked looking at it that way. “I hadn’t thought about it that way.”
“We have a wide range of reference material and we’re going to use that to build a framework for you.” He’d be a lot more confident about any relationship going forward even if it wasn’t with me. “And for our first topic, we’re going to see what you think of touching me.”
His first reactions said he was going to enjoy it in one way or another. We just needed to figure out how he would process it and what he liked about it.
Toeing off my shoes, I left the rest of my clothes in place as I took his hand and led him over to the bed. “I’m going to sit down on the bed and stretch out. You can straddle my lap or you can sit beside me. Either option will make me happy, but I like the weight of your body on mine.”
As I sat down, he took off his shoes and considered his options. “If you were completely naked, I’d sit beside you because it would give me the best vantage point and would keep me from injuring you.”
He glanced down at himself and ran his hands over his thighs. “I’m not sure how soft these pants are.”
Good logic.
“We don’t have to worry about that yet, though.” His confident use of the word yet gave me hopes for how he was feeling on a subconscious level. “So I think I’ll sit on your lap.”
It seemed to be a preferred position because he didn’t overthink it as he climbed on my lap and straddled it so his ass was right over my cock.
Then it was like a light bulb went off over his head.
“This was the more intimate position where you wanted my name first. I think I got distracted after that part.”
“We both did.” And I was going to make it worse because I took his hands and put them right over my pecs. “That feels good.”
He blinked like he was shocked but it didn’t last long. “You seem to run warmer than I do.”
It wasn’t a question, so I just let him sink back into exploring me and cuddling.
He wasn’t rocking against me to give himself any pleasure, but he was incredibly focused on my chest and the way I felt under his hands.
“I imagined having hair like this when I was younger but I don’t think I was picturing it right. ”
“I’m glad you didn’t end up like this.” I kept my touch to his arms and his head, but it got a soft sigh from him I didn’t think he noticed. “I’m going to enjoy your body just the way it is.”
An absentminded nod said he was at least half listening as his fingers barely caressed over my shoulders and back down to my chest. “I fit on your lap without squishing you. It could probably work if I was bigger but it wouldn’t be as easy or as comfortable.”
“So you’re perfect.” I trailed one hand around his ear as I stroked his back with the other. “And you’ve got wonderful hands.”
That had him tightening his fingers against my pecs in an almost massaging motion. “I do?”
He wasn’t startled enough to release me, but he hadn’t expected the compliment. “Yes. I’m enjoying this, and if you wiggle your hips just a bit, you’ll feel that firsthand.”
My boy obeyed before he thought about it and then let out a small laugh. “You’re still hard.”
“Because you’re making me that way.” Shifting my back, I opened my chest more for him and pushed it up. “If you run the pads of your fingers around my nipples that will send a shiver through me and make my dick jump.”
He had to think entirely too hard about that, but he slowly nodded as his fingers finally circled my nipples, sending the pleasure I’d hoped for through me. “Everyone has very sensitive skin around their nipples but some people enjoy touch there in a sexual manner.”
I nearly moaned as he flicked the tips and sucked in a surprised breath as I jolted under him. “I’m some people.”
That actually got a laugh out of him. “You’re more than some people. You’re my Dom.”
“You’re my boy and I’m thoroughly enjoying your touch.” I thought it would be obvious but I wanted to make sure he understood it. “I’m hoping you’re enjoying my muscles.”
“I’m enjoying all of it more than I expected.” Barely caressing around the edges of my pecs, he rocked back and slowly ran his hands lower down my torso. “I just need to remind myself that I don’t have to understand why I like this.”
“Sometimes there is nothing logical about the things we enjoy, so we’re not going to overthink it.” And I was thoroughly enjoying the current game. “We’re cataloguing things that are enjoyable. That’s all.”
“This is enjoyable.” His innocent excitement and happy sounds made that obvious and lit up his face. “And I’m giving you pleasure.”
“You are.” I moaned out the response which seemed to please him as well based on his widening smile. “I’m going to jerk off to this later.”
His smirk said he liked that and it even had him barely pinching my nipples. “You need to imagine me naked while you’re pleasuring yourself.”
“Don’t worry. You will be.” I’d touched him enough to be able to have a good idea about what he looked like under his clothes.
“That’s amazing.” My boy clearly didn’t mind being seen in a sexual way by a man, which was good to know. “I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone see me that way.”
Because he hadn’t shown this side of himself to anyone else.
“You’re sexy and smart and curious.” And really cute when he played with my nipples, then jolted when he got a reaction from me. “Those are all qualities worth jerking off to.”
“Will you tell me what you think about later?” His hands swept over my chest before coming back to my nipples. “The full fantasy, I mean.”
“Yes. I can tell you about it the next time we...we get together in person or I can call you later and tell you about it while I’m jerking off.” I thought the options were obvious but his eyes went wide and he actually met my gaze again.
“That’s phone sex.” He either thought I needed the name of that activity or he was confused about why I’d do that with him.
Maybe both?
Nodding had his hands moving again but he was still watching my expression closely. “It might not make me hard.”
“It’s not our goal so that’s okay.” Too many people had told him a penis was the end all be all of sexual pleasure.
At the very least it’d made him self-conscious about it enough for him not to want to explore it.
“Are you curious to see how phone sex would work or should we talk about it later the next time we cuddle?”
“I like cuddling.” His soft expression shifted to something more tense, letting me know what he was going to say before the words came out. “I don’t know what I want.”
Not a surprise.
“That’s a good place to start.” I ran my hand down his face to cup his cheek. “Thank you for letting me know.”
The shiver that raced through him said something had affected him, but I wasn’t going to try to guess.
I just kept caressing his face and encouraging him to caress me, pushing up against his hands and letting him hear how good it was.
“You’re very good at communicating how you’re feeling and I really like that. ”
It’d help us a lot in the long run.
Oh.
He liked that too.
It felt like every muscle in his body clenched and I could see how much he liked whatever he was feeling. “You’re also really good at making me feel desired and important. I love the feel of your hands on me and the pleasure you send through me every time you play with my nipples.”
His cheeks turned pink, giving him a bashful expression that was adorable. “I like doing things well.”
“You’re doing this very well.” Glancing down at my chest, I watched his fingers barely caress around my nipples again.
“You can tell I’m getting more aroused with the way they’re tightening and how my sounds change when you play with them.
I like the soft touches you’re giving me.
It makes me want to squirm like a kid with ants in his pants, though. ”
My teasing explanation and slight grumble got another laugh from him. “It’s making you wiggly.”
“And hard.” Very hard. “You saw how I reacted when you flicked them too.”
Nodding slowly, he did it again and nearly giggled as I couldn’t resist thrusting up against him. “Like that.”
Moaning, I nodded and told my dick to behave.
“The people online play with them in different ways. I found sites that talked about toys and having them pierced and even just tugging on them hard.” His frown said he didn’t understand that on a personal level but he didn’t seem opposed to the idea.
“There was a wide range of ways to use them but I couldn’t tell what the average was. ”
“I’m not sure there is one, so we’ll have to establish a baseline for how you like them being touched.” There was no way to know. “I’ve met guys who hate having them touched, though. I didn’t understand it but I respected their limit.”
His frown said he didn’t understand it either. “Really?”
“Yes.” I shrugged as his fingers stopped exploring me. “Like I said, I can’t relate to how they felt since it’s so different for me, but the one time I did have a scene with a guy like that I respected his limits.”
We hadn’t worked out for other reasons but the nipple thing didn’t bother me.
My boy, on the other hand, seemed very thoughtful about it based on how he was looking down and studying his chest. Whatever he was thinking took a moment for him to work through, but I was patient until he glanced up at me. “Can we check mine?”
He asked very good questions...fun ones too.