Page 63 of His Theo

His tentacle was so thin, though, that it gave a completely different sensation as the cordlike toy traced around my balls and along the sides of the jock pouch. I couldn’t help but picture how it would feel coming down on me, so thin and so firm, and the pain my brain imagined was so good I had to press my lips together to keep quiet.

Jerker was silent, but his body vibrated and I knew at the very least he was pleased as fuck that he’d gotten such good reactions out of me. He was getting a brag-worthy story out of his first date and I knew he’d be making sure every alien he knew understood what a good Master he was.

Fuck.

That was hot too.

And the way he started tightening his hold on me said he’d figured out I was getting even more turned on.

Not that anyone would’ve noticed.

The way he had his limbs arranged, if anyone had seen us, they’d have just thought he was snuggling me in the dark. They’d never know he had one tentacle teasing under my jock, tracing around my balls and playing with my slit like it was a fun way to relax.

I was never going to make it through the whole movie, but I wasn’t sure if I’d explode or just die of a heart attack first.

Master didn’t help the situation as he leaned in and nuzzled against my neck. “Take in oxygen, my mate, or I will have to stop your reward for choosing a wonderful date.”

Well, he didn’t help my dick problem but he did give me a good reminder about something important.

Air.

“Good boy.” He seemed to have decided that I needed a reward for following his order to breathe because his tentacle started to do that lollipop maneuver where he twirled it around my cock over and over. “Yes, just relax and enjoy our time together, my Theo. Our first human date should be memorable.”

Oh God, he was going to edge me the whole night.

Who the fuck had told him about human dating?

A sadist.

By the time the movie ended, I had no idea which side of the war had won or even who the bad guys were, but I was floating above my body and Jerker was over-the-moon proud of himself. “You have not even made a mess. You have been a very good boy.”

For some reason, he seemed to struggle with the made a mess part and that had my brain tuning back into reality. I couldn’t figure out why he’d stumbled over that part and the mental searching had my mind clearing enough that I realized the credits had been rolling for a while.

“Thank you… Yes, thank you, Master.” No. Not Master in public. “I…I…I need a second before we get up.”

My clothes were magically straightened and I looked fine. Hell, he’d even made sure my erection was as discreet as it could be. But I had a feeling my eyes had that just fucked into oblivion look, so I wasn’t going to try to walk through the lobby yet.

Not that I was sure my legs would work yet anyhow.

“Of course, my Theo.” Wearing a very smug expression, Jerker ran a small tentacle over my head. “You have worked hard at relaxing.”

Well, that was one way to put it.

“You’re very good at helping me relax.” Leaning over, I gave him a quick peck. “Thank you.”

I wasn’t sure what I was thanking him for, but he liked it and puffed up even more. “You are welcome, my Theo.”

A few more deep breaths and the lights coming up a bit had my brain clearing even more, and a few wiggles said my legs would probably keep me upright, so I sat up straighter. “Are you ready for dinner? Where should we go?”

Sitting would not help me to function and it wouldn’t help my hard-on situation, so I was hoping that walking would fix a few lingering problems.

One big one especially.

“There are several restaurants in this shopping area.” His casual tone was completely at odds with the crazy feelings still bouncing around in me. “You require nutrition and water, my Theo.”

Aftercare…the restaurant version.

“I think that’s a good idea.” But if I didn’t stand up on my own, he’d carry me, so I put the footrest down and tried to subtly test to see if my legs would support me.

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