Page 42 of Little Boy Toy

I rocked my ass against his ribs and chest, moving gently forward. He took the hint and sucked more of me into his mouth.

“That’s so good. You’re so good,” I kept saying. I lost my mind to the act. My words were nonsense to me now. But I suddenly heard myself saying, “boy” and “good boy.”

Kendry sucked me harder, then soft, then harder again. It was unbelievable how wonderful he felt. It didn’t take long before I was pulsing strong, flying those heights of pleasure.

When I was done, I crawled down Kendry’s body to reciprocate.

With Kendry, I always felt honored to be in this position. No other man had made me feel this way before, honored to have sexual encounters. My adult life had come with expectations. If I wanted something, I went out and got it. Cars. Clothes. Food. Sex. The word honor came to me one night concerning Kendry because with him I had no preconceived expectations. I didn’t expect him to want me. Or want to keep me. Or better, maybe fall in love with me the way I was falling for him?

Every moment with him was so fulfilling to me, I began to value it the way I did my very own life.

He was like the sweetest honey on the sweetest bread. I couldn’t get enough.

I sucked him leisurely because I didn’t want it to end too soon. But being young and energetic, he came fast.

I swallowed every drop.

We had planned to stop for dinner on the way to the club, but by the time we got out of the house, it was later than expected.

“Let’s do bar food at the club,” Kendry suggested.

“Good idea.”

We parked in the parking garage across the street. Kendry walked a little in front of me, those lime green shorts riding up and up. I gulped, wondering how I had gotten so lucky. He wore white knee socks which made his thighs and ass stand out even more.

I hurried to his side and took his hand. In his other hand he held Alexander.

“You’re mine tonight and no one else’s.”

He gave me a long-suffering look. “No one but you, I know. I know.” Then he snickered.

“You better be joking.”

He squeezed my hand. “I’m ready to show you off. I know a lot of people here. They’ll approach.”

“You okay with that?” I asked.

“Yep.”

We walked into the club with our phones open to the proper code. The doorman let us in immediately, shutting the door behind us.

The place looked like nothing from the outside. But always, for me, it was like walking into another world, a huge world that went on and on. It was in an old warehouse, the ceilings in the bar and dance area high and bare, showing the silver tubes for all the heating and air conditioning. The club was elaborate, and quite popular for crowds even beyond the local gay communities. They got people from all over, including tourists. The place was also a common meet and greet for various dating and hookup apps.

As usual, canned dance music played from the speakers. The dance floor was full.

My stomach fluttered with nerves and excitement.

Kendry bounced beside me. He had stuffed Alexander under one arm.

“This is fun coming here with you.”

“It wasn’t fun before?” I asked.

“It was. But different. Now I am with you.”

I understood perfectly what he meant.

As we headed to the bar, I didn’t see anyone I knew. So far. There was a big crowd to make our way through, so I was blocked. It was a miracle that Kendry and I found two stools side by side. Kendry set Alexander on the counter, which made a lot of the strangers around us smile.

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