his lips dissolved in his mouth.
“We’ve had an open relationship since we got together. To
play here and there because it’s sexy and you like seeing me dominate pretty
girls.”
“I do, and I’ve liked helping. Trapping Cyn’s wrists while
Jared punished her, you licking her pussy as Chris fucked her mouth. Jesus it
was hot. But we’ve talked about it. I know you’re cool with it. I just haven’t
wanted to be with anybody else.”
“You’ve never had the urge to be with any of the women we’ve
played with. Not even Cyn?”
She looked a bit like Haleigh, and Kyle wasn’t gonna bury
his head in the sand and say he hadn’t noticed the resemblance.
“Cyn’s hot, but I didn’t want to have sex with her.”
“Haleigh? What about her? Would you like to have sex with
her?”
He waited too long to answer. “Maybe,” was as honest as he
was willing to go.
“You might want to check your dick before giving me a
half-assed answer.”
Kyle glanced at his cock, which was hard as a rock.
“Fucker,” he mumbled then pulled a sheet over his lap.
“Making a tent out of it isn’t going to make it go away.”
“I got it, okay? But seeing her today… It’s like the old
uncertain me is right under my skin again. It sucks, but I’m also pumped
because she was the best of me, you know?” He ran a hand through his hair and
stared up at his Dom. “Were her nipples so amazingly beautiful after they were
pierced?”
“Nipple.”
“What do you mean nipple?”
“I pierced one, got her off like the last space shuttle,
then she bolted before I could do the other.”
Kyle stiffened but then deflated. This was no different than
the other times Scott had been with a woman. Because it was Haleigh shouldn’t matter,
but it sure fucking did. He tried shrugging it off. “Why? What did you do to
her, other than licking her to orgasm? I remember what that tongue can do.”
“I mentioned your name. Something about telling you what
happened and she freaked. Nothing short of chains could have kept her in that
room with me.”
“Because I’m gay?” It hurt asking the question but he had to
know. He could only imagine what she thought of him.
“No, she appeared totally cool with you being gay. She
freaked because she doesn’t understand our relationship and I’m sure my mouth
on her pussy didn’t gel with the monogamy fairytale she has in her
white-picket-fence fantasy.”
“So I guess that’s that. She left, never to return.”
“Not exactly,” Scott replied as he traced the
interconnecting pattern of Kyle’s tattoo. “I think you should call her. Meet up
with her somewhere. The coffee shop or CJ’s Bar. You’ve got a shitload of stuff
you need to say to her. You’ve run your fingers through your hair enough times
in the last few minutes to qualify as a shampoo model.”
Kyle let his tense hand fall to the bed. “But how am I
supposed to do that? I don’t have her number, and I’m not calling her parents’
house to ask for it. Her parents are worse than mine.”
“A copy of her consent form is in the back pocket of my
jeans that are somewhere on the floor. So there’s nothing stopping you.”
“I just…uhh, I…and she’s so… Well, damn,” Kyle grumbled.
“Why did you really bolt all those years ago? Your family’s
kind of bat shit, your parents are at least, but Haleigh? She seemed
genuinely…nice. I don’t think she would have ostracized you. Hell, she acted
like the type to throw you an out-of-the-closet party. So, what gives? It’s not
like she bolted when she saw you with my tongue in your mouth earlier.
Actually, she was quite content for us to continue.”
Just the suggestion of it had blood rushing to Kyle’s cock
that he had almost gotten under control. His dick pounded, twitching, demanding
attention. Kissing Scott in front of Haleigh should have made his dick shrivel
and hide.
He could only conjure up images of her tied to the bed,
forced to watch. Then
“We’ve had an open relationship since we got together. To
play here and there because it’s sexy and you like seeing me dominate pretty
girls.”
“I do, and I’ve liked helping. Trapping Cyn’s wrists while
Jared punished her, you licking her pussy as Chris fucked her mouth. Jesus it
was hot. But we’ve talked about it. I know you’re cool with it. I just haven’t
wanted to be with anybody else.”
“You’ve never had the urge to be with any of the women we’ve
played with. Not even Cyn?”
She looked a bit like Haleigh, and Kyle wasn’t gonna bury
his head in the sand and say he hadn’t noticed the resemblance.
“Cyn’s hot, but I didn’t want to have sex with her.”
“Haleigh? What about her? Would you like to have sex with
her?”
He waited too long to answer. “Maybe,” was as honest as he
was willing to go.
“You might want to check your dick before giving me a
half-assed answer.”
Kyle glanced at his cock, which was hard as a rock.
“Fucker,” he mumbled then pulled a sheet over his lap.
“Making a tent out of it isn’t going to make it go away.”
“I got it, okay? But seeing her today… It’s like the old
uncertain me is right under my skin again. It sucks, but I’m also pumped
because she was the best of me, you know?” He ran a hand through his hair and
stared up at his Dom. “Were her nipples so amazingly beautiful after they were
pierced?”
“Nipple.”
“What do you mean nipple?”
“I pierced one, got her off like the last space shuttle,
then she bolted before I could do the other.”
Kyle stiffened but then deflated. This was no different than
the other times Scott had been with a woman. Because it was Haleigh shouldn’t matter,
but it sure fucking did. He tried shrugging it off. “Why? What did you do to
her, other than licking her to orgasm? I remember what that tongue can do.”
“I mentioned your name. Something about telling you what
happened and she freaked. Nothing short of chains could have kept her in that
room with me.”
“Because I’m gay?” It hurt asking the question but he had to
know. He could only imagine what she thought of him.
“No, she appeared totally cool with you being gay. She
freaked because she doesn’t understand our relationship and I’m sure my mouth
on her pussy didn’t gel with the monogamy fairytale she has in her
white-picket-fence fantasy.”
“So I guess that’s that. She left, never to return.”
“Not exactly,” Scott replied as he traced the
interconnecting pattern of Kyle’s tattoo. “I think you should call her. Meet up
with her somewhere. The coffee shop or CJ’s Bar. You’ve got a shitload of stuff
you need to say to her. You’ve run your fingers through your hair enough times
in the last few minutes to qualify as a shampoo model.”
Kyle let his tense hand fall to the bed. “But how am I
supposed to do that? I don’t have her number, and I’m not calling her parents’
house to ask for it. Her parents are worse than mine.”
“A copy of her consent form is in the back pocket of my
jeans that are somewhere on the floor. So there’s nothing stopping you.”
“I just…uhh, I…and she’s so… Well, damn,” Kyle grumbled.
“Why did you really bolt all those years ago? Your family’s
kind of bat shit, your parents are at least, but Haleigh? She seemed
genuinely…nice. I don’t think she would have ostracized you. Hell, she acted
like the type to throw you an out-of-the-closet party. So, what gives? It’s not
like she bolted when she saw you with my tongue in your mouth earlier.
Actually, she was quite content for us to continue.”
Just the suggestion of it had blood rushing to Kyle’s cock
that he had almost gotten under control. His dick pounded, twitching, demanding
attention. Kissing Scott in front of Haleigh should have made his dick shrivel
and hide.
He could only conjure up images of her tied to the bed,
forced to watch. Then
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