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aside, Noah tugged off his socks and reached under his shirttails to unbutton the top button of his jeans.
Noah's fingers paused for a moment at his waist and then he changed his mind, deciding, it seemed, to remove his shirt first. He unbuttoned it slowly, the soft fabric tugging at his 63
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shoulders and his hips. He spent a moment unbuttoning the cuffs, too, and then rolled his shoulders backwards and caught it in his fingers as its own weight caused it to slide to the floor.
He then went back to his jeans, button-flys, which he undid one button at a time before sliding them off and stepping out of them, leaving him bare except his briefs. They were white this time, and they left nothing to the imagination as Noah's erection pressed against them. He folded his jeans and set them aside, then wiggled out of his briefs and tossed them on top of the pile.
Tobias nodded, pleased at the show and at the end result.
He stood slowly. "Display," he ordered.
Noah's hands went behind his back, once more squaring his shoulders. The benefit to Tobias this time was that Noah's cock was thrust out, bobbing gently. Tobias smiled and gathered Noah's balls in one hand, rolling them. "You don't come until I say so," he purred.
Noah hissed first and answered second. "Yes, sir."
"You will warn me if you get close-there is nothing wrong with that. It isn't a failure, it is a way to please me, do you understand? I will be trying to make you come; it's your job to tell me your reactions."
"Yes, sir," Noah replied with a short nod, and Tobias was pleased to see his shoulders relax, responding well to the absolution.
"Good. Now, I said I was going to inspect you, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Stand in front of the chair, bent at the waist, your legs apart." It was a humiliating pose, 64
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Tobias knew, but it also let Noah look down and distance himself from the hands roaming over his skin. Tobias wanted to touch everywhere, every inch of him. He wanted to know every scar, so he could work them into his mental map of Noah's life.
Noah obeyed silently, stepping forward and bending at the waist. He was limber and probably could have braced his hands on the floor if he needed to, but instead he rested them on the arms of the chair. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"This won't hurt," Tobias said, opening the toy cabinet.
"But it won't be terribly fun. Call it a necessity, if you want."
He opened a bottom drawer and got a fresh tube of lubricant, setting it down just out of Noah's possible line of sight. He began his inspection with Noah's feet, tapping at the ankle to make Noah lift up. He suddenly remembered Phan hating that, laughing later when he realized that's what Tobias did for the animals.
Noah was in wonderful shape physically, Tobias decided as he slid his hands over the smooth skin. His muscles were strong and well developed, and he had every appearance of having a balanced diet. He wasn't terribly defined, but that was perfectly acceptable to Tobias, preferable even.
His tan lines were sharp and crisp, his skin clear and healthy. The only marks Tobias could find were typical of most people, in the scene or not-an occasional pock mark, a healed scratch which could have happened in childhood.
Carefully, Tobias ran his hands over Noah's head, searching for scar tissue and finding none.
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"You're in wonderful shape," he said casually as he reached for the lube.
Noah was giving every impression that he was comfortable with the examination thus far. "The better to serve you, sir,"
he answered in his clever fashion.
"Yes, well. That would be a good point if you'd known me for longer than a week." Tobias walked up behind Noah and stroked a hand over his hip, then between his legs to cradle his erection. "But I'll take you at your word." He played his fingers
Noah's fingers paused for a moment at his waist and then he changed his mind, deciding, it seemed, to remove his shirt first. He unbuttoned it slowly, the soft fabric tugging at his 63
Deviations: Submission
by Jodi Payne, Chris Owen
shoulders and his hips. He spent a moment unbuttoning the cuffs, too, and then rolled his shoulders backwards and caught it in his fingers as its own weight caused it to slide to the floor.
He then went back to his jeans, button-flys, which he undid one button at a time before sliding them off and stepping out of them, leaving him bare except his briefs. They were white this time, and they left nothing to the imagination as Noah's erection pressed against them. He folded his jeans and set them aside, then wiggled out of his briefs and tossed them on top of the pile.
Tobias nodded, pleased at the show and at the end result.
He stood slowly. "Display," he ordered.
Noah's hands went behind his back, once more squaring his shoulders. The benefit to Tobias this time was that Noah's cock was thrust out, bobbing gently. Tobias smiled and gathered Noah's balls in one hand, rolling them. "You don't come until I say so," he purred.
Noah hissed first and answered second. "Yes, sir."
"You will warn me if you get close-there is nothing wrong with that. It isn't a failure, it is a way to please me, do you understand? I will be trying to make you come; it's your job to tell me your reactions."
"Yes, sir," Noah replied with a short nod, and Tobias was pleased to see his shoulders relax, responding well to the absolution.
"Good. Now, I said I was going to inspect you, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Stand in front of the chair, bent at the waist, your legs apart." It was a humiliating pose, 64
Deviations: Submission
by Jodi Payne, Chris Owen
Tobias knew, but it also let Noah look down and distance himself from the hands roaming over his skin. Tobias wanted to touch everywhere, every inch of him. He wanted to know every scar, so he could work them into his mental map of Noah's life.
Noah obeyed silently, stepping forward and bending at the waist. He was limber and probably could have braced his hands on the floor if he needed to, but instead he rested them on the arms of the chair. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"This won't hurt," Tobias said, opening the toy cabinet.
"But it won't be terribly fun. Call it a necessity, if you want."
He opened a bottom drawer and got a fresh tube of lubricant, setting it down just out of Noah's possible line of sight. He began his inspection with Noah's feet, tapping at the ankle to make Noah lift up. He suddenly remembered Phan hating that, laughing later when he realized that's what Tobias did for the animals.
Noah was in wonderful shape physically, Tobias decided as he slid his hands over the smooth skin. His muscles were strong and well developed, and he had every appearance of having a balanced diet. He wasn't terribly defined, but that was perfectly acceptable to Tobias, preferable even.
His tan lines were sharp and crisp, his skin clear and healthy. The only marks Tobias could find were typical of most people, in the scene or not-an occasional pock mark, a healed scratch which could have happened in childhood.
Carefully, Tobias ran his hands over Noah's head, searching for scar tissue and finding none.
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Deviations: Submission
by Jodi Payne, Chris Owen
"You're in wonderful shape," he said casually as he reached for the lube.
Noah was giving every impression that he was comfortable with the examination thus far. "The better to serve you, sir,"
he answered in his clever fashion.
"Yes, well. That would be a good point if you'd known me for longer than a week." Tobias walked up behind Noah and stroked a hand over his hip, then between his legs to cradle his erection. "But I'll take you at your word." He played his fingers
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