He looked up at me with wide eyes and blown pupils that gave him a drunk-on-lust look. “Thank you, Sir.”
“You’re welcome, roomie.” Turning his head, I positioned his lips over my cloth-covered dick. “Give it a kiss so you show it the respect a real dick deserves and then we’ll go eat.”
I was going to have to tie his hands to his head.
One tug before I could even process what he’d done had him shooting all over my foot.
Oh yes, someone was getting a cock cage as soon as I could get it.
When he bit his lower lip and stared up at me with an apology in his eyes, I shook my head. “Naughty boy, I think we need to have a talk about your behavior.”
This was going to be fun.
Chapter 9
Archer
I really shouldn’t be punished just because one hand couldn’t obey…right?
The look on Declan’s face said that he wasn’t going to agree with that logic, though. I didn’t have enough practice being disobedient to even begin to guess what to do. He was just so hot and when he said stuff like that, I lost all ability to think rationally…my hand just moved on its own.
“I’m sorry, Sir.” And that was mostly true. I mean, yeah, the orgasm had felt amazing, and it was like the cum had shot out of my dick like a bullet, but I didn’t want to be bad.
A bit naughty…sure, but not punishable.
Declan shook his head, but behind the frown, I could see a wicked happiness in his eyes. He really was going to enjoy punishing me. He’d said it before, so it wasn’t like I could be shocked, but it was still surprising.
“That’s good to know, but it’s not enough.” His fingers trailed over my lips as he studied my face. “You’re going to have to learn some restraint because your orgasms belong to me. You’re not allowed to play with your thingy. That’s a very simple rule.”
“I know.” I found myself nuzzling against his dick as he pulled me close again. “I’ll be better. I promise.”
“I know getting the chance to play with a real dick is exciting for you, but I can’t have my boy tickling his thingy whenever he wants.” Declan sighed like he was frustrated with me, but his dick was so hard it was straining against the fabric of his pants.
I felt my face heating as I nodded, rubbing against him again. “It is. You know how to treat a boy like me and it’s exciting.”
Declan’s dick jerked against me and a flood of desire rushed through me. I’d pleased him. Something about the words I’d said turned him on. “I’m glad you’re pleased, but that doesn’t mean you get to tickle yourself whenever you want.”
Tickle.
Just the word was going to send shivers through me from here on out.
“I’m sorry.” Something about the whole experience was making me want to squirm, and all I wanted at that moment was to be hard again so he could see how much he was turning me on.
Declan moved his hand to the back of my head and rubbed my face slowly over his still-covered dick. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you can’t disobey me next time you get to play with a real dick.”
As he eased my head away from his cock, he looked tender and understanding, like he knew what I was going through. “I’ll punish you later for this. Don’t worry, I’m going to help you learn to be good. But for now, you need to clean up your mess, tickle boy.”
I could feel my face heating up. There were a thousand dirty things rushing through my mind, but I didn’t know what he wanted. Declan seemed to guess that, however. He petted my head again and smiled. “Use your tongue and clean your cum off my foot. When you’ve been a good little slut, we’ll get dinner.”
Nothing in my brain wanted to work as his words swept through me. I could feel the surprise and the wicked arousal that the words made me feel, but it was all too wonderfully dirty for me to handle.
I’d somehow stumbled into an alternate dimension.
Guys I’d dated just didn’t do this kind of thing no matter how many fantasies I’d explored in my mind.
“I think my boy could use some help learning how to be obedient.” The look on his face was sweet, but something about the promise sent a shiver through me.