Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 64929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
“I don’t mind,” I said, my smile wry. “I won’t even make you crawl on the carpet.” I paused, then grinned at him. “At least, not unless you want to, that is.”
It got a smile out of him, tentative and awkward as it was, and it was good to see on his face. He didn’t smile enough, and maybe… maybe I smiled too much. “I could help you with… you know, if you have a ball or something to play with,” I said slowly. “No fun playing fetch without someone to bring it to, right?” I told myself that playing fetch wasn’t that different from tossing a ball back and forth… and it was better than asking about the leash, which was enough to send a shiver through me. The game would be better, less sexual.
Then again, I couldn’t deny the appeal of watching my big brother scramble to go after a toy on all fours, and — what the fuck was wrong with me? I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go to the bathroom to throw up or jack off again.
“I’ve… I bought…” He wasn’t looking at the floor anymore, but at a spot on the wall behind me that was apparently so interesting he couldn’t look away. “I have a ball, but… the…” He finally looked at me, a little fear showing through his blank expression. “I can’t use the leash by myself.”
Fuck. I wet my lips with my tongue, completely at a loss. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I swallowed hard, trying to gather myself. What would I even do with the leash? When I’d bought it, I’d thought… It had seemed like a nice gesture, at the time. Or something. But now that I was faced with this, I didn’t know what the fuck to do.
But I’d bought it for him, and I couldn’t very well refuse.
Keeping my own expression as impassive as possible, I nodded. “I could, um, run you through some leash exercises.” I paused, then hastily added, “If you want.” The fear faded from his face, but he went back to focusing on the wall again. “I… As long…” He nodded. “Something simple?” He quickly added, “Just so I understand…” “Research.”
He peeked at me then looked away again. “Yes.”
“Um, where do you want to…” My voice trailed off as he opened his door wider.
“I have… I was looking at…” He stepped back and pointed to his bed. “I already have the stuff out in here. I was trying… Well… to you know, but then you knocked… and well…”
I peeked into his room, half expecting to see the video of the puppy and his master again, but it wasn’t there. Either he hadn’t been looking, or he’d wised up and switched pages before opening the door. “We should have enough room,” I told him slowly. “For just a little lesson.” I offered a smile, but it felt a little tight. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I pulled out every bit of confidence I had. “First step of leash training is to get you to accept having one on, after all,” I told him.
At least, I thought it was. I’d never trained a dog before, and it wasn’t like I’d had a crash course in puppy play… Though it was looking more and more like it might be a good idea.
“How does that sound? Just for a little bit?” “Fine.” Adrian cleared his throat. “That sounds like a good idea. I have the collar and leash. They’re on the bed… with the… tail and all…” He looked at me hesitantly. “I should get it?”
Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
I inhaled sharply, and for a moment, I imagined what he would look like with the tail in his ass, his cock and balls swinging…
Definitely going to that special hell. My breathing was coming a little quicker then, and I felt like my face had probably paled until I was white as a sheet. But I bit my lip, then offered carefully, so goddamn carefully that I thought I might not manage it at all, “Do… Do you want to wear the tail, too? I mean, obviously the collar, but have you… Have you managed the tail?”
Special. Fucking. Hell. Adrian’s face went red again. “I… haven’t… It’s… Maybe I’ll keep trying the tail another time.” He looked toward the bed and I couldn’t tell if it was embarrassment or longing on his face before he turned back to me. “I’m going to work on the tail. Just the leash today… Is that alright?”
“Yeah, probably good,” I said, nodding a little too quickly. “Don’t want to overwhelm you. Get one thing down before the next, right?” Research. It was all goddamn research, not me getting to act out fucked up fantasies with Adrian. “So, um.” I gestured into his room. “Can I come inside? Don’t put the collar on yet, okay…” I trailed off, not wanting to give him too many orders at once.