Bringing Up Boy

Part Four

from Scix' private Journal:

It's nice to come to someone waiting for me. I begin to understand the appeal of dogs and traditional 50s TV wives. There he was, my boy, standing naked save for a watch and a cock strap. Semi-erect as he always seemed to be when wearing that strap.

Lovely.

I grabbed him by the cock and led him across the room. By the time I got there he was fully erect.

Lovely.

Pointing to my toy cabinet, I told him, "open the door. Pick out three things. At least one must be something you've never used before."

My cabinet's a bit daunting. It's that way on purpose. Floggers, canes, single-tails and more exotic implements hang from the door. dildos, butt plugs, harnesses, rope…all arrayed neatly and logically. A drawer in the bottom for supplies: lube, condoms, antibacterial cleanser, leather conditioner, rubber gloves and the like.

I could see he was going to ask a question but I headed him off: "no questions this time. You'll find out what you're choosing for in time."

Heh heh. My first domme used that trick on me. In that situation it was unclear whether I was choosing things I wanted used on me, things I definitely didn't want used on me, or wanted used on the other sub that evening. Then, as now, they're being chosen for use.

Boy handed me a coil of soft rope, a fairly gentle, tapered butt plug, and my favorite flogger. I knew from earlier interviews that he'd never had any anal play, so it was safe to assume the plug was the item new to him.

"We'll be using these tonight. Before very long I'm going to make sure you know what everything in this cabinet does and feels like." I could see him eyeing some of the more dangerous looking toys with fear. Well. Let that sit with him for another day. "I'll choose one thing myself, as well," I said, and pulled out a cloth bag he likely hadn't noticed, about the size of a lunchbag. "It'll be up to you to keep this cabinet clean and orderly," I told him. "Now stand over in front of the fireplace.

Just then two of my family wandered into the living room: Anastasia, the busty redhead, and Lorne, the big bald guy. Lorne was naked (more or less as usual) and An was not (again, more or less as usual). Lorne noticed Boy standing at parade rest in facing the mantle. "Ooh! can we watch?"

"Sure. Have a seat."

They sat, and I could see An eyeing Boy's … features.

"Boy, turn around, slowly, so they can get a good look at you."

He obeyed, and by the time he'd turned profile it was clear he was still holding a full erection. I heard a sharp intake from An. Boy was no record breaker, but he was healthy.

"I'm not playing to an audience tonight, though, so I don't promise a good view all the time," I said, and laid out the chosen objects on the coffee table.

"We'll be using the objects you selected, Boy," I said.

To Be Continued...