Page 61 of His Theo

It wasn’t exactly a question but I knew he was trying to decide what had changed.

Ugh.

“I had a random thought about you that was really sexy. Human brains can jump from one topic to another and land on something erotic really fast.” My explanation had Jerker nodding.

“Yes, human brains are fascinating.” Giving the bulge he was studying a pat that just made the situation worse, he made a thoughtful hum. “There has been some research on how often human males think about erotic activities, but I am not convinced enough studies have been done to provide accuracy.”

How would they study that?

Worried about the answer to that question, I tried distracting him with more caresses. “I was thinking about you.”

Jerker gave my dick one more pat before walking to the closet. “What were your thoughts?”

Hmm.

Yep, that conversation was better than him deciding that he needed to track my sexual thoughts.

“I wasn’t really thinking when you started taking off my clothes and the first thing that came to my head was that you were going to take me out on a naked date. I know there’s not logic to that, but it was just a random thought that jumped into my head and then I kind of liked the idea.” Oh, that sounded dangerous. “Just in a fantasy sense, though. Like playing with the idea but not doing it.”

There was a split-second of him processing the idea where I thought I’d fucked up royally, but he slowly nodded. “Yes, human fantasy scenarios can be different from what they would do in public.”

Glad we were both on the same page, I wasn’t paying enough attention to what he was doing and was incredibly happy to see regular pants in his hands when he turned around. They were some nicer black pants that I’d owned for a while and were a little big on me, but they were so normal I was glad I didn’t have to explain what was proper to wear for a date.

No, our conversation started when he frowned and quickly started taking off the briefs he’d picked out earlier.

“What are you doing?” It seemed like a reasonable question but when his expression shifted toward thoughtful, I wasn’t sure if it’d been logical.

“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?

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