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Kennedy

At some point I was going to have to figure out if numbing lube was a real thing or something he’d made up.

Not today, though.

My brain had enough to deal with at the moment.

“So…so you’re saying that you got your test back and it’s negative, so you’re going to fill me up with cum the next time we have sex because I already showed you my paperwork and you’re going to use stuff from my list to do stuff to me and someone like your friend is going to listen to the stuff?” Was there more?

Oh yes, there was more.

“You know the stuff from my lists, but are we doing new stuff or the regular stuff we know I like? I’m not sure I want anyone else to hear me freak out or make weird sounds.” Hmm. “Bad weird, I mean. I know I’m supposed to moan so he’d know you were doing a good job. If I’m too quiet, he might think you suck and that just wouldn’t be nice.”

Anson was a great Dom and I didn’t want his friend to question that.

I didn’t want strangers to question it either.

“Sounds are good. I know that part but I want them to be good sounds. He can’t hear me complaining or saying that I don’t like you doing something. We need to sound like functional people who have good sex. People shouldn’t hear awkward sex.”

Wait.

“Is it really voyeurism if they’re hearing awkward sex?” I wasn’t so sure about that. “Isn’t the sexy factor a big part of that kink? Some of the internet definitions kind of made it sound like that but now I’m not so confident about that part.”

I had a lot of questions but I stopped when Anson gave me a big smile. “Good boy, I’m so proud of you.”

I liked being good.

I wasn’t going to lie about that…but I had a few questions about how I’d ended up being good enough to praise.

“Thank you, Master.” Yes, starting there was good and he needed kisses. The littles said cheek kisses worked best and they didn’t seem to be wrong about the how to look the cutest stuff.

But now what?

“Tell me again?” Wide eyes and then snuggles. Yes, they’d be very proud of me. “I like it when you tell me I was good.”

Yes, he needed to tell me a story…one that would explain what I’d done right.

Anson chuckled, kissing my head. “You have no idea why I’m proud of you, do you?”

“No.” Well, it seemed being subtle hadn’t worked. Telling myself I’d try again another time, I decided honesty might work better since he’d already guessed. “But you were very happy and you were so smiley. I liked that.”

I’d hoped to get more context clues, but I’d probably ruined that by being impatient.

“I was proud of you for thinking about your limits in the scene and making them clear. You asked questions and then you told me what you were thinking.” Anson kissed my head again, still sounding very excited about how good I’d been. “That made me very proud of you, and yes, I want to keep the scene to things I know you like. We’re just going to add being listened to as the new thing in the scene…well, listening and maybe using some new sexy words with my boy.”

Okay, good.

Then I couldn’t do it wrong.

Dirty words and listening.

Got it.

“Are you…are you going to tell him what you’re doing to me or is he just going to guess?” I wasn’t sure which was sexier but Anson knew I wasn’t worried because he chuckled. “I’m just curious.”

“What if I told you that I was going to make sure he knew exactly what I was doing to my sexy boy?” Anson chuckled when I shivered. “Do you know what my favorite part of the scene is going to be?”

Yes.

“Letting him hear that I belong to you.” I was his favorite toy. “That you’re in control.”

He made a low hum that was so hot it sent sparks through me. “And that I get to show off how sexy you are when you’re desperate and needy. You sound so good when you come and I can’t wait for him to hear all the beautiful noises you make when I spank you.”

“I like that plan.” Scene? “I like that scene. The limits. The rules?”

I liked something.

“And I know to use my safewords.” He probably needed the reminder about that. “But I liked the stuff we already did, even tapping my penis, so you can do that. And…and you can tell him you’re tapping my penis. The subs I met online said Doms found that hot. So you can make sure to share that part. He’ll know you found an interesting sub then and that you’re a good Dom.”

Anson chuckled but kissed me again. “I’m not worried about what he thinks of me. I’m just focused on making sure you have fun and that we work on your little experiment, and we figure out how it will feel to do the big experiment.”

“It’s a good step. Sometimes science needs little steps. And listening is a good way to see if you like showing me off as much as you think you do.” He’d said he wouldn’t mind but this might be a good way to show him how it would feel. “And you get to safeword too.”

“That’s right. We can both safeword if we need to. Either to slow something down and change what we’re doing or to just stop it completely.” Anson didn’t sound like he had any intention of needing to safeword, but I was glad he remembered we could both do it.

“Yes, it’s important.” For either one of us. “You’ve done a good job of helping me explore so far, though, so he’s going to know you’re doing wonderfully.”

I didn’t want to fuck up their friendship either…but I wasn’t sure how to ask about that or what I should be asking. “Um, Master?”

Yes, it was definitely a Master topic.

“Yes?” Anson made a happy sound and squeezed my ass before his hands started wandering higher up my back. “I’ve been thinking about getting you naked all day long.”

Well, that was sweet.

“Thank you.” It would be distracting too if I wasn’t careful. “It’s…it’s not going to make it weird between you and your friend if we do stuff on the phone, right?”

I wasn’t sure Francis and I were have sex on the phone type of friends, and we’d known each other a while. Had Anson thought the whole friend thing through? “You said he wouldn’t be shocked.”

But there were a lot of gray areas between not being shocked and actually being comfortable with it.

“That’s right.” Kissing my neck, he wrapped his arms around me and inched us deeper into the house. “He won’t be shocked and it’s not going to make it weird.”

He sounded very confident about that.

I didn’t question him on it, but he chuckled and straightened as he took my hand instead. “Would you like me to explain exactly how I know that or is that answer sufficient?”

He asked interesting questions.

“Why wouldn’t I want to know?” Was it creepy? Mean? Embarrassing? “Oh, don’t tell me if it would upset your friend.”

“It won’t.” Anson kissed my nose and smiled. “But thank you for worrying about him. That’s sweet.”

“I want everyone experimenting to be happy.” It wouldn’t be fun otherwise.

“That is my goal as well, but back to my question.” Looking adorably serious, Anson led me through the house, giving me peeks at the different areas I was going to explore later.

He had a very nice house and it looked like it was going to have lots of places to be nosy. But for the time being, I focused on his face since we were having a real conversation and it was not the time to take in all his furniture and inspect things.

“I wasn’t sure if you’d want to hear details about my past scenes. That’s the only way I can really explain how I know what he’ll think.” Anson raised one eyebrow. “So, what are your feelings on that?”

Another very good question.

What did I think about it?

Part of me knew he’d say there was no right or wrong answer, and he believed that. Nothing he’d said so far made it sound like telling me about his past scenes would make him nuts or even make him disappointed in me.

He’d told me about the club he’d gone to.

“You’re trying to figure out if there’s a right or wrong way to answer my question, aren’t you?” Anson stopped by his bed, raising one eyebrow. “Don’t even bother answering that. I know it already.”

Because he was smart.

I still wasn’t sure what he did but it dealt with a lot of numbers and studying stuff.

“Yes, Sir.” Yep, couldn’t get in trouble for doing what I was told or just agreeing with him.

Shaking his head, he smiled at me as he pretended to be frustrated. “I should’ve known that from the start. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

He’d probably forgotten I was a little bit of a worrier.

Or maybe an overthinker?

Francis had accused me of being both, but he was too, so I was pretty sure it was some kind of endearment when he said it.

Setting his phone on the tall nightstand that looked more like a dresser, he chuckled. “Come here.”

“Yes, Master.” Since it didn’t seem like I was in trouble and I hadn’t pissed him off, I stepped closer and pressed against him. I loved feeling how hard he was and the way his body was always so warm against mine. “I’m your good boy.”

“And what do good boys get?” He grinned as I giggled and wiggled.

“Rewards.” I couldn’t help almost moaning out the words. “And I was a very good boy.”

I’d remembered all the wonderful rules and he’d liked them too because they were his ideas.

“That’s right. I loved getting to hear about your day too, but now it’s time for me to tell you stories.” His devilish grin made him look wicked, but it made me want to laugh as his fingers came to my sides and tickled me as he pulled my shirt up my torso. “I have one story about a time when Jasper helped me spank a naughty sub I met at the club a few years ago, or I have another about a little who wanted Uncle Jasper to help at bath time.”

As my shirt popped over my head, I laughed. “You like naughty subs.”

“I do.” He gave me a teasing kiss that was over too soon, and his eyes sparkled as his grin got wider. “So I’m looking forward to playing with you in a lot of different ways, and I’m going to love finding more and more rules for you.”

He was so sweet.

“I like my rules.” And I liked giving him ways to control me because it made him so happy. “And I was very good about following them.”

I’d told him lots of my thoughts and he’d liked hearing them. He’d even remembered what I’d texted him about.

“You were and that’s why I’m going to have fun playing with you, no matter if anyone hears us or not.” Anson was nice enough that he believed it.

“But eventually you’re going to call, right? You said he likes naughty subs.” Anson seemed very confident about that.

“He does. He’s going to listen to us have lots of fun and he’ll probably jerk off to all the sexy sounds you make.” Anson grinned wider when I sucked in a breath and wiggled. “Let me hear how much you like that. Practice for Jasper so he’ll know that you’re having fun.”

He helped me practice by spanking me over my pants.

“Oh.” I moaned, loving the way it teased about what he was going to do next. “I’m so glad the subs online were right about spankings.”

Anson laughed, spanking my other cheek…but we both knew he was fucking with me by doing it over my clothes. Clothes were starting to get frustrating, though, so I tried to look cute as I wiggled against him. “You know…spankings are supposed to be on a naked bottom. We shouldn’t break the rules.”

He barely held back another laugh but he made a low, happy sound that made me want to giggle. “We shouldn’t break the rules, you’re right. You’re such a good boy you’d never do that. No matter how many rules I give you or how much control you give me.”

He said such wonderful things.

“You…” I’d have done better teasing him but my pants started sliding down, and getting naked was distracting. “You said you’re going to give me lots more rules.”

His low agreeing sound did happy things to my insides and my dick, but the way his hands skimmed over my naked ass made it all even better. “Rules about the club and what’s going to happen when I put cocks inside you.”

Anson’s hands tightened on my cheeks and he nibbled on my neck…and even if I could’ve ignored those signs, his hard cock pressing against me made it clear what the idea did to him. “Who gets to control who fucks you?”

“You, Master.” Aside from the whole sub’s veto thing, though. “You’re going to pick out cocks for me and you’re going to give me so much attention.”

Stepping out of my pants as he finished getting me naked, I wiggled against him and moaned as his hands squeezed my ass again. “I still think I’m going to be right. A nice little one is going to be perfect. Buttons aren’t that far back.”

Chuckling, Anson nodded and started fingering my hole. “You might be right. I have a variety of sizes picked out for you.”

“Nice sizes and nice new friends. You said…you said they’re not going to mind?” I hadn’t managed to find a handful of guys that I’d want to do the scene with in all the men I’d dated, so the idea that he knew a variety of nice men who were willing to share their penises for science was mind-blowing.

“Nice men and nice penises and I’m going to be right there with you.” His hand came down on one cheek, making me feel weirdly lopsided until he did it to the other. “Kissing you. Playing with you. What else was I going to do with you? I think I forgot.”

Because putting his finger inside me killed his brain cells too?

Giggling and moaning at the same time, I rocked back against the tip of his finger, trying to get it deeper. “I don’t understand why more subs don’t like this. Dry fingers are so…so good.”

His chuckle was wicked and sent more shivers through me. “That’s good to know, but it wasn’t my question.”

Oops.

The next spank he gave me was too light to hurt but it jogged some brains loose. “You fixed it. Thank you. Brain cells just wander off when you touch me. You’re going to play with my cock. You’re going to tap it and do things .”

Things that sent sparkly feelings through me.

I didn’t understand why everyone wasn’t into that either, but I was just glad the internet held some helpful information.

“Yes, my boy is going to get lots of taps and fun things while he’s getting fucked.” Picking me up just enough to set me on the bed, Anson grinned as I sucked in a breath. “Let’s do some practicing for that, just in case, you know.”

Oh, I liked the way that sounded.

“Practice makes perfect.” And I’d been very good. “And you needed attention.”

So it was only fair that I helped as much as I could.

My Master needed me.