Chapter 15
Cece
Bodies were weird…they liked the strangest things.
But since there was nothing I could do about that, I focused on what I could control.
Master’s penis.
“If I go first and manage to give you an orgasm, will you roll over and take a nap? According to the internet, some men get immediately disinterested in their partners once they come.” If he was that kind of guy, I’d need to go first. “It’s not a deal-breaker.
I just need to be able to plan appropriately. ”
His chest jerked but he didn’t laugh out loud. “That’s something good to know. You’re right.”
“Thank you.” Snuggling against him, I kissed his neck. “I’ve done a lot of research.”
Just not the hands-on kind.
“You’ve done a good job preparing for dating and having a Master.” He kissed my head, finally chuckling softly. “And an Owner.”
“I like being able to have both.” That was better than I’d expected. “This has worked out really well so far.”
He seemed kind of worried about Emerson and the guys at Leashes & Lace, but they’d been helpful and hadn’t gotten me into nearly as much trouble as my grandmother would’ve assumed they would.
“I agree.” He was also feeling naughty because his hands went from holding me tight to rubbing my ass. “And I also agree that kissing games are fun.”
Master was ready to come.
I’d gone up and down so much I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I was feeling cuddly and curious and penis kisses sounded like a good plan.
“Then I think we have a plan.” He didn’t rush us, though.
He just kept rubbing my bottom and kissing over my head.
“Do you have any questions about how playing with another man’s cock works or anything like that?
I know you have a good understanding of them practically, but do you have any other questions? ”
He asked good question about my good questions.
“I know that every man likes different things, so I need to figure out what you like. I also need to figure out how I like playing with it when it’s a reward versus when I’m pleasing you.
I fully expect there to be times where it’s not about me having fun.
You’re my Dom and sometimes that means we just focus on you. ”
Every Dom was different but that idea was consistent across my research. Some Doms just needed more complete focus than others, so that was something I’d need to figure out first.
My Master seemed to like controlling me better than having me serve him, though, so I thought that would affect the situation.
“How does that kind of scene make you feel?” Master gave my ass a light spank that made me want to giggle. “How would my boy feel if I had him curl up between my legs and have him lick and suck on me while I relaxed and how would my doll feel if I had him as my cockwarmer?”
Those were probably two different scenarios but they seemed close enough to me.
“I think they both sound relaxing, but are probably hard work. I will let you know how I feel more definitively once I’ve done them both.” Doing would be different than imagining, and I could see that easier now. “I’ve seen subs talk about that kind of stuff, though.”
A lot.
Master sighed. “The Leashes & Lace subs.”
He was very dramatic…but it was kind of cute, so I didn’t mind.
“And some people I found online in blogs and groups.” The internet was more helpful than Grandma seemed to have understood. “But I come to you if I have any questions, not anyone else. I won’t forget that rule.”
He might not be the jealous type about my body…mostly because he knew it belonged to him…but he was jealous about information.
The internet hadn’t prepared me for that, but he was good about explaining things.
Master was good at a lot of things.
“That’s an important rule to me, so there will be consequences if you need reminders.” Master was doing his best to sound logical and calm, but he was jealous.
I had a man who was jealous about me.
“I’ll remember.” What kind of consequences? “You’re very important to me and I know that rule is important to you.”
Information didn’t make me jealous but I didn’t know what would, so I’d have to keep an eye out for it.
“But making sure you have all the information you need is also important, so no, I will not roll over and go to sleep after I come.” That was good to hear. “I will enjoy kisses and licks, if that’s what you’re comfortable doing.”
“I’ve practiced on bananas, so I think I’ll be fine doing more than that.” His penis didn’t make me nervous. I just didn’t want to be terrible at it. “I have a bit of a gag reflex but I’ve heard some Doms like that sound. What are your feelings on gagging on a cock?”
“Positive.” He groaned as I giggled. “Very positive.”
We were a perfect match.
“Then we’re going to be fine.” It was just licking a penis, not rocket science. I was going to make sure he knew that but he decided to shift us and the conversation. “Eep.”
I didn’t squeal.
But I was slightly surprised when he wrapped his arms around me and picked me up as he rose. “Time for the grown-up bed.”
Well, that made sense, but so did hanging on tight while he snickered. “You’re so cute.”
Naughty Master.
I hid my face against his shoulder so he didn’t see me trying not to laugh. “You did that on purpose.”
“Did I?” Pretending to be confused, he didn’t sound very believable when he carried me out of the playroom and down the hall. “I’ll have to think about apologizing for that.”
I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to try very hard, but I managed not to laugh. “Thank you, Master.”
“You’re welcome.” He gave my ass a pat as he sounded entirely too cheerful. “I know you like being held.”
He was so silly.
It was almost distracting, but I wasn’t going to get sidetracked by sillies or being carried. I stayed on track and focused on his pants as soon as he set me down on what seemed like a big bed. “Do you take off your clothes or do I? The internet gave conflicting advice on that part.”
“Probably because there are too many variables for there to be one right answer.” Master ignored his pants and toed off his shoes as he finished unbuttoning his shirt. “In this situation, I’m enjoying the way you’re watching me, so I’m going to get naked but take my time getting to the good part.”
His penis.
“I’m not sure I’ll be good at being patient…depending on what being good means…I’ve been looking forward to this part since you turned out to be so sexy and so nice at dinner.” Emerson promised my Owner would be nice to me and sexy, and he was right.
Master chuckled as he slipped his shirt off and tossed it on the end of the bed. “You’ve been looking forward to this since you figured out Doms and subs and that penises were going to be fun to play with.”
Well, he wasn’t wrong.
“You’re more than a random penis, though, Master. You’re my Master, so I can be very excited to see yours for the first time.” And based on the way he was teasing me, I was pretty sure he didn’t think there was anything wrong with wanting to explore one in general.
“I’m glad I’m more than a random penis, pretty boy.
” He wasn’t done teasing me, though, because as he reached for his pants, he stopped and leaned over to kiss my head.
“You’re more than a sexy sub in a pretty nightie…
and more than a sexy sub who looks pretty in panties…
and more than a sweet doll to play with. ”
“Thank you.” I was a very good boy and looked away from his pants long enough to stretch out and kiss his cheek. “I’ve been very patient.”
Giving him that reminder made him smile but it also made his hands work faster. “Yes, you have been.”
Yay.
I was glad we were both on the same page with that, but I put my hands under my knees to keep them behaving just in case. They were getting twitchy and I was pretty sure I needed to keep my patience under control a few more seconds.
Just a handful.
Pants went to the floor.
We were down to briefs.
Ugh.
He had to lay his pants on the bed too.
Socks.
I forgot about his socks.
Patient.
Patient.
No grabbing.
I could look, and in a second, I was going to be able to touch.
He was going so slow.
Oh.
There it was.
There was the base.
It looked thicker than mine but I was pretty sure that was still in a reasonable fit range.
“Did you know some men have penises that are so big it makes topping difficult?” I’d seen some online that were overwhelming.
Master laughed, but he inched his briefs down a tiny bit more. “Mine will fit comfortably inside you but it should give you just enough of a stretch that my little pain slut will enjoy it.”
“Like my tugs or like the soft rubbing?” Those were very different feelings. “You can go faster. I’m not nervous about seeing you naked and I’m very pleased with how you look, so you shouldn’t be nervous about that either. It’s okay if you are, though. We can’t control what makes us nervous.”
“Thank you, pretty boy.” Master seemed pleased with me, but he didn’t go any faster. “I’m thoroughly enjoying the way you’re shaking and barely holding back grabbing me, though.”
I should’ve believed the other subs when they said some Masters were brattier than others.
“I’m being very good.” I was just a tiny bit excited…but there had to be a way to get him to go faster. “I’m just excited about finally being able to kiss your cock and lick it and gag for you, Master.”
The wide eyes thing the other subs taught didn’t seem to work like they thought it did, but Master obviously thought it was cute because he always smiled when I did it.
And he finally went faster.
So there seemed to be some kind of reward for the wide eyes, but I was going to have to think about how to use them best…after I enjoyed his cock.
“I think you’re longer than average.” Did he have a fabric measuring tape anywhere? Those were much more accurate than rulers when it came to things like penises. “If I like painful things, that’s probably going to work out well for me.”
“I think you’re going to like it the same way you do spanks.” Master stepped out of his briefs as they hit the floor and wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, lifting it and pointing it toward me. “We’ll have to explore different ways of it being inside you and see what you like best.”
He was very helpful.
“What kind of ways are there?” And when could I taste it? “Education is important. I’ve been doing my best but I’m not sure what else I need to learn about.”
“As we run into situations that are confusing, we’ll make a list.” Master inched forward, teasing me with his cock instead of his words that time. “I think you’re doing great already, though.”
He did?
He smiled as I looked up. “You really are, pretty boy. I know it probably feels overwhelming sometimes but you don’t have to do it on your own any longer.”
“I don’t like doing things on my own but regular people are confusing.” Master gave me a quick kiss as he climbed up on the bed and pulled me closer so I was curled up beside him.
Leaning back in the mountain of pillows he seemed to have, he took my hand and put it on his chest. “What do you mean by regular people?”
Oh, I got to play now.
Pressing myself tighter against him, I snuggled closer to him and started petting his chest. It was only polite to start there and work my way lower. “Regular people aren’t like the ones I grew up with.”
They just didn’t seem to understand how odd they were.
“I know how to nod along and look interested in a thousand different conspiracy theories and I even know how to talk to the Bible people from the co-op.” I’d taken the Bible class at the co-op three times, but it’d taken me a long time to figure out that was because I had a crush on the teacher.
Oops.
But it meant I had a great working knowledge of random scriptures for any and all occasions.
What else could I do?
“Oh, and I’m really good with old people in general.” They were hilarious and really strange in interesting ways most of the time. “I can talk about all the world wars and can complain about both political parties enough that it makes everyone happy. Everyday people don’t do any of that.”
They were actually kind of boring unless they were kinky, but I was polite enough not to tell them that.
I was really lucky that Master wasn’t boring…and that he was fun to explore.