Page 47 of Finding His Happiness
He was green and adorable.
“I like seeing you get excited, so yes, waiting was mostly teasing.” The way he blinked and cocked his head said he really didn’t understand my response, but it didn’t surprise him. “It’s making me feel very desired and I like it when we find things you’re curious about.”
“Oh.” Nodding slowly, he looked down at himself thoughtfully. “I guess I am excited but that’s okay because you like it.”
“I really like it, boy.” Inching the waistband down slowly, I leaned over and kissed his head. “I really like it when I get to see what makes you curious and it’s me.”
Ferris gave me a small smile like he thought my ridiculousness was cute. “It’s definitely you.”
And my penis.
We weren’t going to forget that, so I finished pulling my underwear down and let them fall to the floor. I was just going to leave them there, but his gaze flicked to the pile of clothes at the end of the bed and he frowned.
Got it.
Clothes stuck together.
Pretending like I hadn’t noticed, I leaned over and wiggled my ass. “Mine isn’t as cute as yours.”
Oh, that was a good distraction alright.
As I straightened and put them with the rest of my clothes, he was back to studying me and I could see him trying to decide how to respond.
Tackling it head-on, I kissed his cheek as I climbed up on the head of the bed. “You could tell me that your favorite part is my dick so that doesn’t matter. If you looked at my cock like you were ready to play with it and excited, that would make me feel good. You could also try to tease me and wiggle your own ass and tell me that I already said yours was perfect.”
Ferris gave me a huff and glared at me. “Teasing is difficult.”
“Then just tell me you’re not an ass man but you think I look very nice.” It’d work for a variety of situations in the long run and it was honest. Ferris was going to be a cock man and there was no doubt about it.
He couldn’t keep his eyes away from my erection and his fingers were twitching like they were itching to explore me. “Then you could tell me something you like about my cock. That would be a very good way to shift the conversation.”
Looking less like he wanted to stomp and pout, he crawled between my legs and lowered his chest so he could keep focus on the new toy better. “It’s a very classic example of an erection and it’s well-proportioned for your size.”
Adorable.
Me and my dick both thought so too because he jumped as I tried not to smile. “Thank you. From both of us.”
That got a quiet laugh from him but nothing short of the apocalypse was going to distract him. “You’re welcome.”
Something about the situation shifted for him because he relaxed and was just suddenly more himself again, emotionally neutral but fully engaged in exploring his new passion. “The internet was very clear that with the right preparation nearly any-sized penis will fit in a rectum.”
“I want to say something negative about the internet, but in this situation they’re correct.” He found that funny too because he actually looked up at my face and smiled. “I’m proportional for my size, and as long as your muscles are typical, the mechanics of it will work.”
Nodding slowly, he looked down at my cock and went back to studying it from a variety of angles. “Some bodies are not typical for a variety of reasons but I have every reason to assume my muscles will do what we need them to.”
“Then if we explore anal sex, we won’t have to worry about it being too painful or your body struggling to stretch.” I hadn’t run into that situation before, but I knew a guy who had and they’d made their relationship work just fine. “We’ll focus on sensations and submission.”
Reaching out, he gently ran one finger around the head of my erection. “Some people find being penetrated to be a submissive act but others find it neutral.”
“You’re right.” Relaxing back against the pillows, I made a soft pleased sound and spread my legs wider to invite his touch. “In a situation where I’m the bottom, I don’t find it submissive. It’s neutral for me.”
“Because you’re a Dom and the way you said it originally implied you don’t switch.” As I nodded, he ran the pad of his finger over my slit, sending a shiver through me. Precum slicked the tip of his finger causing him to pause before glancing back at me.
I knew that look.
He had cum questions.
“You can ask me anything, boy. You’re my sub and we’re helping you to understand what parts of intimacy that you like.” I probably needed to reinforce that more often, but for the moment he relaxed again.
