Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“There are many ways a human male can be decorated for dates.” He paused his explanation as he laid me back on the bed and started dressing me in the pants. “I am doing what is called experimenting.”
Okay.
Made sense.
What didn’t was the way he was playing with my dick as he trailed his tentacles deliberately up my body. I knew it was on purpose because of how pleased he looked when my dick jumped around begging for more attention. “Yes, good boy, my Theo.”
That didn’t help my reaction.
He just puffed up with pride and made a happy sound as he slipped my dick inside the pants before securing them. “Yes, this is very attractive.”
Oh.
It shouldn’t have taken me that long to figure out what we were doing but it snapped into place by the time that he was standing me up and analyzing the front of my pants. “You are a very good specimen of humanity, my Theo.”
That seemed to be his way of telling me I was cute, so I nodded as I answered without thinking. “Thank you, Master.”
Wait.
As he shifted around my erection, thankfully to make it slightly more subtle, my brain finally came back to life. He wanted to show off his specimen of humanity. Me. And my dick. I had to admit that my dick liked the idea but my brain was trying to point out the problems with this plan without getting distracted by fantasies.
“Human modesty laws make decisions difficult.” Shifting my erection around through my clothes, he made a thinking sound before heading over to my dresser.
Nothing about the situation seemed to be up to me, which honestly made it even more erotic, so I shrugged and just watched the sexy chaos unfold.
What was he going to do?
What did I want him to do?
Where had he been getting dating advice?
Chapter 18
“Yes, this was a very good compromise.” Master ran one tentacle down the front of my pants and nodded, thoroughly pleased with himself. “It provides support and draws attention to your body without being non-modest by human standards.”
The jock he’d put me in was strained to the limit as he made me even harder, but he was right, it wasn’t going to get us in trouble.
Now, the way he was petting me in public would get us in trouble if he kept doing it once he moved us away from the car. For the time being his body and the car door kept us safe, but once he moved, all bets were off.
God, it was hot.
“Human dating culture makes me happy too, my Theo.” He was adorably earnest considering he really only seemed to like it since it meant he got to dress me up and show me off.
Hmm, had he figured out what we could get away with in a club?
Nope.
Pushing away the random thoughts that were only making me harder, I took a deep breath and did my best to ignore how he was edging me. “I’m glad, Master.”
As he finally stepped back, I was glad I’d parked us toward the back of the lot but just seeing how far we were going to have to walk looked painful. “We shall make dating a weekly ritual, my Theo.”
He was going to kill me.
“I like doing things with you.” Especially ones that made me hard. “And I think you’ll like the movie too.”
He liked shows and stuff on TV, so I was hoping he’d like the movies.
“I am eager to experience it.” Stepping back from the car, he finally let me all the way out and kept his hands to himself as I shut the door and put the keys in my pocket. “New experiences should be tried together.”
“Something you read online?” I couldn’t decide if I was glad or frustrated when he shifted beside me and barely rested one tentacle across my lower back.
“Yes.” All I got was a tiny pat before his limbs went back to being perfectly acceptable. “It is seen as a bonding ritual.”
“I think I’ve heard that before.” I wasn’t sure where but it sounded familiar. “There are all kinds of things we can learn together. There are physical activities we can do for dates and outdoor stuff. I know people who’ve gone on dates where they did crafts.”
If doing paint by numbers and drinking could be considered crafting.
“We just need to figure out what kind of things we want to explore.” Most of the time I’d gone out on the I paid for dinner so don’t you want to suck my dick type of dates.
That was not how Jerker saw dating, though.
“Yes. Instead of two lists we will make one couples list.” That idea made him happy and he nearly bounced into the theater. He was in such a good mood he even found discussing popcorn to be interesting, but in the end, he decided he wasn’t feeling adventurous.