Page 61 of Experiments in Love

Somehow he made that sound very dangerous.

“I…I like it when you tell me I’m a good boy.” Hmm. “Mr. Jasper, he tells me that a lot because he’s such a good Master.”

Yes, that had to help the situation…whatever situation I’d found myself in.

If he didn’t stop making such happy sounds, I was going to start worrying.

“You’re always a very good boy for me, so let’s see if we can keep that going.” Master’s tone said that was going to be hard but I wasn’t sure what it meant until he started rubbing the head of my dick with his thumb.

My soft dick.

My sensitive soft dick.

Oh dear.

That was…

Master chuckled as I whined and tried not to wiggle away. “Oh, but I’m being so gentle. Why are you whining? Tell Jasper.”

I wasn’t sure if I wanted Jasper to be a figment of Master’s imagination or not, but I wasn’t going to risk him being real and disobeying.

I might not get tortured with another orgasm if I didn’t play along.

“I…” He had to stop doing that if he wanted me to think and talk at the same time. “You’re rubbing my cock. But it’s so…I accidentally…oh, Master…”

Rubbing a soft cock should make it harder but my brain just couldn’t decide how we should be feeling. It was soft and almost painful and gentle and maddening.

Masters were devious.

“Mr. Jasper, it…it hurts? I don’t know? That might not be.” Oh dear. Words. Yes. Had to find the words. “He…Master moved his. He’s.”

Shoot.

“Are you trying to explain to Jasper that I’m rubbing right under the head of your cock as I fuck you with my fingers?” Master sounded like he was being helpful but I wasn’t sure that was his goal. “Are you trying to tell him that you’re shaking and whining because it’s such a good feeling?”

We might have different definitions of that word, but I nodded anyway.

Just in case.

I might like it but I wasn’t sure yet.

“It’s so…that’s…” Like being plugged into a light socket. “Please?”

Yes, I was supposed to beg for something.

“Such a good boy. Are you asking to be fucked and filled with cum?”

Oh, yes.

That was it

“Yes, please. Please. Yes. Green. I’m green.” Could I be green and wiggly and electrocuted too? “I want to be filled with cum. I want to be fucked. Don’t you want to come, Master? I’m your good boy.”

How was that so crazy?

It was just his finger.

“Such a sensitive boy.” Master’s tone was sweet but his finger was still naughty. “It’s like all your nerve endings are dialed up to ten. But you’re so cute when you squirm and whine for me. I bet Jasper is loving all those sexy whimpers.”