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And if I want more than that? Where does that leave me?
Chapter Twenty-Six
Paul entered the library,his heartbeat racing.What’s he gonna do?
There was only one way to find out.
Adam was on the couch, leaning back against the cushions, his lips twisted into a half-smile. “Put the boxes in the middle of the floor, in front of me.”
Paul went behind the couch to drag out the first box, his pulse quickening at the thought of what delights lay hidden beneath the layer of cardboard. He repeated the process until all three boxes sat before Adam, their exteriors revealing nothing.
“Before we go any further,” Adam began, “there’s something I need to say. I was on PrEP, at least until I lost my sight. I stopped taking it. My last test was before my diagnosis, and somewhere in the house is a folder containing all my test results.”
Paul swallowed, Adam’s words a reminder of the realities they had to deal with.
Adam nodded, as though he’d seen Paul’s reaction. “So it’s been five months since my last test and the only person I’ve had sex with in that time has been you.” His neutral expression gave nothing away.
Paul cleared his throat. “I haven’t had a great deal of experience, but I know enough to get tested every six months. No issues. If you want to see my results—” He fell silent, snapping off the rest of his sentence.
Adam inclined his head to stare in Paul’s direction, remaining like that long enough for Paul to start squirming. “Don’t do that,” he said, each word enunciated slowly. “You don’t cut out words from your vocabulary because you think they’ll upset me, is that clear? You talk to me as you’d talk to anyone else.”
“Understood. I’m sorry.”
“As for your results, I trust you.” Adam smiled, and the atmosphere in the room lightened. “Now we’ve got the preliminaries out of the way, let’s get onto more pleasant things.” He grinned. “Open the boxes.”
Paul complied, his hands shaking. He forced himself to stay calm at the sight that beheld him, butfuck,he wanted to touch, stroke, caress, investigate….
“Pick two toys.”
“Excuse me?” A flush of adrenaline tingled through Paul’s body.
Adam smirked. “You heard me. Pick two toys, but don’t be too hasty. Be careful about what you choose.”
Paul stared at the cornucopia before him. “How long do I have?” It was a serious question.
Adam bit his lip before erupting into a peal of laughter. “Take your time, by all means,” he said, amid chuckles.
Paul sat cross-legged on the floor and commenced taking out item after item, examining each one, his dick getting stiffer with each new discovery. Adam sat in silence, smiling occasionally as if he sensed Paul’s excitement.
“Have you played with some of these before?”
Paul smiled. “Some, yes.”
“Just checking.”
Paul’s gaze alighted on a shiny black object with a flat base.Oh…He knew what it was, but bloody hell, it wasfat.
“What have you seen?” Adam leaned forward, smiling.
How the fuck does he do that?
“It’s a butt plug.” Paul’s hole clenched as he regarded it.
Adam held out his hand for it and Paul placed the silicone plug on his outstretched palm. Adam ran his fingers over it, testing its weight and nodding. “Nice size. It’s not what I’d consider a toy, however. You still get to choose two items.” He laid it beside him on the seat cushion.
Paul resumed his exploration with restless fingers. One of the boxes contained a black case, its exterior giving no clue as to its contents. The only ornamentation was an engraved plaque bearing the word ‘FUN’. He clicked open its catches. “Whoa.” He wasn’t sure what he was seeing, but it made his balls ache and his hole tighten, just looking at it.
Adam tilted his head to one side. “Now what?”
