Page 18 of Dominate
Epilogue
It took almost a week for Quar’s hand to stop aching enough that he could use it, then another two weeks until he felt it was up to proper usage. He tested it now, clenching and opening it, swatting his own leg. Nothing hurt when he did any of that.
“Finally.” His patience with himself had been wearing thin. He and Forest had seen each other several times over the past threeweeks, and they’d worked out their rules and wants, their needs and worries.
There definitely wouldn’t be a contract between them, though there was a list of rules, goals and expectations. That was what worked for them.
What was being built between him and Forest was something organic and as pure as a relationship such as theirs could be.
He drove over to Forest’s apartment and was pleasedto find him waiting outside.
“Right on time,” Forest said. “Thank you, sir.”
“You’re welcome, boy.” Quar waited until Forest was in the car and buckled up before he drove out of the parking lot. “How was work?”
“I found a coding error that might end up getting me a promotion,” Forest said, smiling. “The boss said he hadn’t ever seen someone catch a mistake as fast as I did. I’ve got a meetingwith him and his boss on Tuesday.”
Quar smiled right back at him. “Congratulations. I’m not surprised, though. I know how brilliant you are. Smarter than I’ll ever be when it comes to computers and coding, that’s for certain.” He glanced at Forest. “You did follow my orders, boy?”
Forest blushed darkly and nodded. “Yes, sir. It was uncomfortable, but I’m ready for you.”
“Thank you, boy. Youdid very good,” Quar praised. He’d given Forest a list of directions to follow to prepare for tonight, which had included cleaning himself out and shaving his pubic hair. Quar wanted access to all of his boy, and he wanted to touch smooth, sensitive skin. “Are you nervous?”
“Excited,” Forest replied, his smile returning. “Very excited. I want you to have me, however you want me, but this way?”He shook his head. “Better than I ever could have dreamed of.”
Quar had debated whether or not to make this a public scene. It had felt right when the idea had come to him the first night he’d had Forest over. It still felt right, and seeing how excited Forest was about it assured Quar he’d made the correct choice.
“If you want to stop at any time, you will use your safe word,” Quar ordered.
“I promise, sir, but I won’t want to stop. I’m not afraid of people seeing us. I’ll be so proud that they know I’m yours, and will always be only yours.” Forest’s cheeks were pink, but Quar suspected that was from arousal not embarrassment. “I want them to know you’re the first, and the only man, the only Dom, who’ll ever have me like that.”
“They’ll know. Everyone will know,” Quar promised.“That works both ways. You’ll be the only one for me. Always. I want you all the time,” Quar informed him. “More than I can remember ever wanting anyone.” The three-week wait to resume spanking or to take their sexual activities further had benefitted them both. Forest was confident in his abilities to be a good sub and lover, and Quar was learning that he liked taking things slower than he used to.
Quar had gotten wiser with age and experience. “Tell me more about this coding error incident.”
Forest chatted about that and his workday all the way to the club.
Quar parked in his spot and shut the ignition off. “Ready?”
Forest nodded. “So ready, sir.”
“Out we go, then.” Quar got out as Forest did the same.
Forest unbuttoned the jacket he had on and tossed it into the front seat. Heran a hand down his hairless chest and belly to his skimpy blue jockstrap, the only article of clothing he had on besides his Vans. “I’m a little nervous about the way I’m dressed, but I know plenty of people will be wearing about as much as I am.”
“Or less.” Quar gestured for Forest to come around the car. “Turn around for me,” he murmured once Forest was in front of him.
Forest did a slowhalf-circle, wiggling his butt for Quar and laughing as he did so.
Quar cupped Forest’s pert ass. “Sweet.” He squeezed each cheek then slapped them hard enough to make Forest yelp.
Forest looked over his shoulder. “Sir, now we have a problem.”
“Oh? Let me see.” Quar grinned when he saw Forest’s hard-on pushing against the fabric of the jock strap. “Doesn’t look like a problem to me. Comeon, boy. You always make me proud. Tonight will be no different.”
Forest stood up a little straighter and popped that butt of his out. “Yes, sir.”
Quar took him by the elbow and led him inside. Several people gave Forest appreciative looks, but no one leered or acted disrespectfully.
