Page 59 of Finding His Happiness
He was ridiculous.
“I haven’t seen any proof of that yet.” I’d gotten distracted on massage night and we’d never explored my ass. His muscles had kept me slightly preoccupied but he’d enjoyed it and it had ended up being relaxing. “So far my button hasn’t been pressed.”
Ha.
The internet really was helpful no matter what everyone liked to say.
Master laughed and shook his head like I was cute. “Naughty boy. You keep that up and you’ll get your button pressed faster than you expected.”
Really?
“How much more do I have to do to earn that...consequence?” Yes. It wasn’t a punishment so it was a consequence of my actions.
How much more action did I need?
“Oh, challenging your Dom.” He was trying to look serious but he kept smiling as he leaned me back, almost cradling me. “I can’t have that.”
What could he have?
Before I could figure out my question because wording it was proving to be more difficult than I’d expected, he reached for what I thought was a lotion bottle on the table next to his talking chair.
It wasn’t lotion.
Master’s chuckle had me wanting to either squirm or complain or something but he just kissed my head and brought his hand between my legs. “Good boy.”
Oh, I’d spread them.
He was so distracting.
Eventually my body needed to respond to me the same way it did him.
“I...I tried to do that but it...it didn’t work like this.” Just the way he was barely circling my anus sent sparks through me. “I...I think you’re cheating.”
“Your body just knows who you belong to.” As he pushed against the ring of muscles and eased inside me, he made a low, pleased sound. “That’s right. You’re my good boy.”
“I...I’ve been practicing relaxing the muscles.” The internet said that was a good first step for male-on-male anal sex. “I can do that very well.”
I just couldn’t get this feeling.
“You’re right. You’re doing a very good job for me, and if you stay this relaxed, we’ll experiment with your prostate and see how you like it when I play with it.” He made another pleasedhum when I closed my eyes to make sure I would stay relaxed. “That’s right. Relaxed equals reward and we’ll see if this ends up being neutral or positive.”
“It’s...it’s positive so far.” Staying relaxed wasn’t easy, though. Somehow I was always tight. “I’ve...I’ve been practicing this week making sure I could do it right.”
Our next date was going to be spanking and ass exploration but I might’ve thrown that plan off. Master was always prepared and didn’t seem to mind the schedule shift, though. Based on his sounds, he seemed to be enjoying fucking me with the tip of his finger. “You’re doing great. Now, stay relaxed and tell me about what happened at work.”
Shoot.
He stopped.
“Keep going.” Oh. “Um, please.”
Yes, that was better.
“No.” Master didn’t get angry but his voice was firm and his finger stopped. “You got tense.”
Ugh.
Deep breath...relax the muscles...don’t react talking about rude idiots.
