Page 48 of Finding His Happiness
“Have you tried your own?” He frowned as he glanced between my face and his finger. “The men online seemed to either easily admit they had or get offended by the question in ways I don’t understand.”
Ah.
“They probably don’t know why they’re offended either.” And I wasn’t going to guess. “Some men act out when they get confused. We’re not like that, though.”
“No.” He scrunched up his face before deliberately relaxing it. “But not knowing something is frustrating.”
And it made some guys want to stomp their feet and glare at everyone.
“I agree.” Wrapping my hand around my cock, I gave it a slow squeeze and forced more precum to the tip. “But yes, I havetasted mine. I’m a very curious person. It was slightly bitter and that satisfied my curiosity.”
Nodding slowly, he kept studying the situation and I could see his mind whirling.
Was he stuck again?
It felt a bit like the sitting on my lap issue, so I ran my finger over my slit and brought a bead of precum up to his lips. “Try it. If it’s negative for you, we’ll base kissing time around the outside of my shaft. You might like licking my balls and using your hand to manipulate the rest of my cock.”
Going still, he flicked his tongue out and licked my finger, tasting my cum and my skin. He seemed to need processing time because he didn’t move and kept a very neutral expression even for Ferris.
Waiting for a few moments, I added in more penis information for him to consider. “There are also toys that imitate mouths or anuses that we could play with, and I can always rub my cock against your body to get enough stimulation to orgasm.”
“You can fuck the space between my thighs. I saw that online.” Being able to give me information seemed to put his brain back in the right headspace because his shoulders relaxed and he curled over to watch my cock again. “There are a variety of ways to do that as well.”
As his hand wrapped around my cock, he softly started stroking me just enough to keep me hard. I thought we were moving in a positive direction, so I pushed my questions aside for the moment. “Doggy style or with you on your back and your legs in the air are the ones that come to mind.”
“You’d like doggy style because you like my ass.” That was a mostly neutral response, so I didn’t worry about nodding. “You could even play with my anus in that position.”
“That would be fun.” I wasn’t sure he understood how much of an understatement that was, but I didn’t think it was necessary to point out at the moment. “This is fun too.”
His smile lit up his whole face, but he didn’t look away from my erection. “I’m glad. I want you to enjoy this.”
His experiment?
His adventure?
His playtime with his new toy?
His own cock clearly didn’t interest him in the slightest but mine was like a fascinating new toy. It made me feel good about the scene because this was really a reward for him, but it left me wondering how to steer the situation.
“I have my sexy boy naked and caged between my legs. I have his hands on my body and I know I’m going to get to come. I am thoroughly enjoying everything about this situation.” And I couldn’t wait to see what he’d do next.
Once he decided what that would be.
The only thing that could’ve made the scene better would’ve been a window into what had to be a captivating internal monologue about my erection.
To have said I was curious about that would’ve been the biggest understatement in history.
Chapter 16
Ferris
I’d tasted him.
Male-on-male intimacy was so much easier than anything else I’d tried but that had to be because it was familiar. There was nothing confusing about his body and he was very clear with explanations.
Master’s cock was bigger than mine and looked different, but the internet made it clear that all penises were individual toys that couldn’t be compared to one other.
Still, Master seemed to have one that was better than average because it fit perfectly in my hand and was long enough to give it strokes where I didn’t have to worry about it popping out of my grip. He wouldn’t get frustrated and he’d like my reward as well.
