Page 50 of Finding His Happiness
I generally forgot that part unless it was something I was using at the moment, but I knew Master didn’t feel the same way. He liked my ass and he’d been looking forward to playing with it, so as I kept jerking him off, I shifted until I was sitting beside him on the bed.
The new position made it easier to kiss the top and the underside, but I needed to find another way to stroke his balls. It was okay that it took a lot of my focus, so it was understandable when my ass slipped my mind again.
That wasn’t my reward...his cock was.
Yes. Forgetting about that again was completely reasonable.
“Such a good boy.” Master was still obviously pleased with the new access he’d been given, though. “You’ve got the best ass.”
That seemed to be completely subjective, but I was glad he was excited and didn’t see the need to point that out. Besides, the way he’d started running his hand over my cheeks was nicer than I’d expected. It wasn’t the same as the way he would stroke my back, but I knew I could come back to processing it later.
I had bigger decisions to make.
His cock was perfectly shaped to fit in my mouth, but the slightly bitter taste was strange and I really didn’t want to gag wrong.
“Such a pretty hole, boy.” Master didn’t seem to notice the way it was taking me too long to move to Phase Two of being a cocksucker, but he was thoroughly distracted with my ass, so it was understandable.
I got distracted too as he ran one finger around the ring of muscles keeping my anus tight. How did that have more nerve endings for him than it did for me?
Just his simple caress had muscles around it clenching and I couldn’t hold back a shiver. I couldn’t explain it either, but my body definitely reacted differently for him than it did for me.
Which was annoying.
I could do it too, though.
He couldn’t suck his own cock but I could do that and make him react better for me than he could do for himself. Master was already moaning louder for me than he had during phone sex, but I could do it better.
Ha.
Just wrapping my lips around the head of his erection had his muscles clenching and his cock jerking, but it also had hishand tightening on one cheek. “That’s...you look so sexy like that. I love seeing your mouth wrapped around me.”
I’d done it.
Realizing it wasn’t as difficult as I’d worried it might be, I followed the instructions I’d seen online to take him deeper and then ease off. The goal was to imitate anal penetration, so I bobbed over his erection to lick around the head before taking him deeper again.
Hmm.
The angle was wrong.
I could touch the tip of his cock to the back of my throat, but I couldn’t swallow around him.
No.
I knew this.
I’d seen it online.
Shifting again, I wiggled so I was straddling his chest.
Perfect.
Master seemed to think so too because he made incredibly dramatic sounds before his hands shifted so he could massage both cheeks at the same time. “Beautiful.”
We might have different definitions of that word.
I clearly had the better view, but arguing with him would be rude. I’d learned a long time ago that I shouldn’t argue with people about what they found pleasing. It very rarely made sense and pointing out the flaws in their logic made them irrationally angry.
So if Master wanted to enjoy my anus, that was fine with me.
