simple.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Danny mumbled, retreating into his cushion.
“If you want to bench press one-eighty, the day you manage it, you start aiming for one-ninety.” Aaron was quiet for a second. “If you want to find a man who matches all your kinks quite perfectly, then the moment you find him, you start working toward keeping him.”
Danny tensed. As exposed as he was, he knew there was no way that Aaron could have failed to notice the way his muscles twitched.
A strong hand trailed up and down the back of his thigh.
Finally, Danny had to speak again. “Just out of curiosity, what would your ideal guy be like?”
Aaron’s body shifted beneath Danny as he subtly adjusted his position on the sofa cushion. “Younger than me, I guess, and certainly less experienced than me. I do like to play the teacher. But that doesn’t mean I want a guy who’s never interested in taking any kind of lead. I may not be a full-on switch, but I’ve been known to enjoy topping from the bottom on more than a few occasions—or even bottoming from the bottom now and again, in my own way.”
“So, I wouldn’t have to give it up? Topping, I mean.” Danny half rolled onto his side so he could twist around and look properly at Aaron.
Aaron held on to him, making sure he didn’t fall off the sofa, but he didn’t try to stop him from wriggling.
“I think if a dom takes on a virgin sub, he takes on the responsibility to make sure that said sub receives a very broad and rounded education.”
“I’m not a virgin anymore.” Danny was more than a little bit pleased to report that fact to the world in general.
Aaron shook his head and laughed. That wasn’t quite the response Danny expected. It wasn’t easy to look dignified or affronted with his trousers around his ankles, but Danny pursed his lips and gave it his best shot.
“You really think you’re out of virgin territory, that there are no more first times left in you?” Aaron asked when he saw Danny’s expression. “It’s more than just about who sticks their cock where, kiddo.”
Danny held Aaron’s gaze for a moment that seemed to stretch out for lifetime.
“So, teaching another guy all that stuff. It’s a lot of work, right? It’s not something a man would want to take on lightly. He’d have to know someone a long time before he even thought about—”
“A good dom has the sense to trust his instincts when a great opportunity lands in his lap.” His lips twitched on the last phrase, but Danny was in no mood to laugh at bad puns.
“Quit messing around. Are you saying you want to collar me? Because I meant it when I said I’m not sure if I’m a full on sub. I—”
“I’m saying,” Aaron cut in, “that I want to see where this goes. I don’t know if it will work between us. I’m no psychic. But I know that I want more from you, more of you. I know that I don’t want any other men touching you. And I know that when you were joking around about us falling in love with each other, I didn’t feel half as panicked about that possibility as I should have.”
Danny held his gaze through the whole speech.
“What will happen, will happen. If you find yourself wanting to get toppy, then—” Aaron shrugged, not quite managing to look entirely casual, “—then we’ll try it. If you want to stick on the bottom, that will happen naturally enough. Not necessarily easily or quickly, but naturally enough.”
Danny nodded. “That sounds…” He shook his head. “When the hell did I stop being able to speak in full sentences?”
“Around the point I first did this.” Aaron brought his hand down on Danny’s already sore arse.
He let out an even louder yelp this time—mostly of surprise, but at least a little bit because it stung like hell.
Aaron responded by burrowing his hand between Danny’s legs and palming his balls. His hand was deliciously hot from the spanking.
Danny’s jaw dropped. He arched his back. Forget
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Danny mumbled, retreating into his cushion.
“If you want to bench press one-eighty, the day you manage it, you start aiming for one-ninety.” Aaron was quiet for a second. “If you want to find a man who matches all your kinks quite perfectly, then the moment you find him, you start working toward keeping him.”
Danny tensed. As exposed as he was, he knew there was no way that Aaron could have failed to notice the way his muscles twitched.
A strong hand trailed up and down the back of his thigh.
Finally, Danny had to speak again. “Just out of curiosity, what would your ideal guy be like?”
Aaron’s body shifted beneath Danny as he subtly adjusted his position on the sofa cushion. “Younger than me, I guess, and certainly less experienced than me. I do like to play the teacher. But that doesn’t mean I want a guy who’s never interested in taking any kind of lead. I may not be a full-on switch, but I’ve been known to enjoy topping from the bottom on more than a few occasions—or even bottoming from the bottom now and again, in my own way.”
“So, I wouldn’t have to give it up? Topping, I mean.” Danny half rolled onto his side so he could twist around and look properly at Aaron.
Aaron held on to him, making sure he didn’t fall off the sofa, but he didn’t try to stop him from wriggling.
“I think if a dom takes on a virgin sub, he takes on the responsibility to make sure that said sub receives a very broad and rounded education.”
“I’m not a virgin anymore.” Danny was more than a little bit pleased to report that fact to the world in general.
Aaron shook his head and laughed. That wasn’t quite the response Danny expected. It wasn’t easy to look dignified or affronted with his trousers around his ankles, but Danny pursed his lips and gave it his best shot.
“You really think you’re out of virgin territory, that there are no more first times left in you?” Aaron asked when he saw Danny’s expression. “It’s more than just about who sticks their cock where, kiddo.”
Danny held Aaron’s gaze for a moment that seemed to stretch out for lifetime.
“So, teaching another guy all that stuff. It’s a lot of work, right? It’s not something a man would want to take on lightly. He’d have to know someone a long time before he even thought about—”
“A good dom has the sense to trust his instincts when a great opportunity lands in his lap.” His lips twitched on the last phrase, but Danny was in no mood to laugh at bad puns.
“Quit messing around. Are you saying you want to collar me? Because I meant it when I said I’m not sure if I’m a full on sub. I—”
“I’m saying,” Aaron cut in, “that I want to see where this goes. I don’t know if it will work between us. I’m no psychic. But I know that I want more from you, more of you. I know that I don’t want any other men touching you. And I know that when you were joking around about us falling in love with each other, I didn’t feel half as panicked about that possibility as I should have.”
Danny held his gaze through the whole speech.
“What will happen, will happen. If you find yourself wanting to get toppy, then—” Aaron shrugged, not quite managing to look entirely casual, “—then we’ll try it. If you want to stick on the bottom, that will happen naturally enough. Not necessarily easily or quickly, but naturally enough.”
Danny nodded. “That sounds…” He shook his head. “When the hell did I stop being able to speak in full sentences?”
“Around the point I first did this.” Aaron brought his hand down on Danny’s already sore arse.
He let out an even louder yelp this time—mostly of surprise, but at least a little bit because it stung like hell.
Aaron responded by burrowing his hand between Danny’s legs and palming his balls. His hand was deliciously hot from the spanking.
Danny’s jaw dropped. He arched his back. Forget
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