Don't Read in the Closet volume one (107 page)

Brice found the
lube and scrambled back to kneel between Tebri's legs. "Fuck," he
breathed, "fuck yes, you
are
my good boy, and I'm gonna fuck you
right now. Open up so I can get at you, Tebri."

He spread his
legs wider, pulling his buttocks apart to expose himself to Brice. Tebri
whimpered as the man took the vibrator away, but the feeling of emptiness was
only temporary: a kiss of cool lube which warmed quickly and then the press of
Brice's cock easing into him as he relaxed. "Yes, Master, oh yes...."

"You like
this? You want more of my cock?" Brice dredged up the last bit of his
willpower and stopped, waiting for Tebri's answer.

"Yes!
Master, please, you said I was your good boy, please—" Tebri's words were
cut off as Brice thrust into him, sinking deep enough that their bodies were
flush. "Sir—"

"You're so
fucking
good
, Tebri, good boy," Brice said,
shifting his weight backward so his cock slipped almost all the way out of the
doll. He drove forward again, thrusting into Tebri over and over. "Cock
ring. Off," he panted.

Tebri fumbled
at the base of his cock for a moment, then got a nail under the snap and pried
it up. "It's off," he said, running his hands up Brice's arms.

"Come."
Brice slowed his pace as Tebri mewled and bucked up against him. He wanted to
see Tebri's first orgasm, and he suspected that it wasn't too far off.

"Oh,
Master...." Tebri stared up at Brice as he began to jerk himself off,
resisting the urge to close his eyes until he couldn't fight it any more. He
came with a howl, his back arched and semen spattering as far up as his chin.

"Good boy,
good boy," Brice said, giving in to his own need for orgasm and holding
the doll still; he fucked Tebri hard and fast. He came seconds later, moaning
and digging his fingers into Tebri's hips deeply enough to leave bruises.

"Sir?"
Tebri whispered it into the silence a minute or so after Brice had stopped
moving.

"Mm."
Brice took a deep breath and let it out, then pushed himself up so he could see
Tebri's face. "That was excellent, Tebrimon. You were a very good boy, and
you made your Master very happy. And now we are going to go get clean and put
our toys away."

"Yes, Sir;
thank you!" Tebri smiled and wiggled a little at the praise, then shivered
with residual pleasure as Brice withdrew. "I hope you'll let me make you
happy again soon, Sir."

Brice leaned
over and kissed the end of Tebri's nose. "Oh, you will, Tebri. I think
you're going to be making me happy for a long time to come. Now, let's go
shower." He got up, holding out his hand.

"Certainly,
Master," Tebri said, taking Brice's hand. "You can't get dirty again
if you don't get clean first."

"That's a
very good point," Brice said, with a laugh. "Come along, now."

"Yes,
Sir." Tebri smiled as he followed his Master, peering into the toy box as
they passed it. "Sir? Next time, may we use the rope or the cuffs?"

"I think
that we might," Brice said, turning on the light in the bathroom. "We
will think about that later, I promise. Now is for getting clean, boy. Towels
are in that closet."

"I'll do
whatever I can to deserve them," Tebri said, cheerfully, and went to find
a pair of towels.

"I'm sure
you will." Brice made an amused sound and turned on the water, admiring Tebri
again as they waited for it to warm up. He really was the perfect partner:
always ready and willing, always up for whatever game Brice might want to play,
and if Brice
didn't
want to play, he wouldn't whine about it. There
would be no drama stirred up if Brice brought anyone home, or picked someone up
while he was out of town. Oh yes, Tebri would be his good boy, and for a long,
long time.

THE END

Author bio:
Connor Wright likes all kinds of
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the real world, it's primarily to look after one of his oh-so-helpful cats or
to walk someone else's dogs, which at least gets him out of the house. You can
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