Page 15 of Kenton's Courage


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“I’m glad.” I didn’t bother trying to hide my smile since I knew it would be just wolfish enough to make my pup needy. “I’m going to enjoy rewarding you. I like giving belly rubs to a good pup and I’m going to love seeing you hump my hand, or even my leg if you’ve been a very good boy, pup.”

Oh, his sounds were beautiful, even if he didn’t seem to realize he was making them.

“Thank you, Sir.” His brain looked like it was skipping around in circles trying not to actually lie while not telling the full truth. “I like being rewarded.”

“I can’t wait to find out if spankings are going to be rewards or punishments.” My slightly random comment had him sighing like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever heard.

He was adorably insane, but I didn’t let that distract me.

“Let’s try it this way.” We were going to get better answers if I had to edge him to get them. “Say you’re my pup. Just for argument’s sake for now because I know we haven’t talked about that yet.”

I was more than ready to claim him as mine, but we still needed to figure out what that would mean.

“Yes, Sir.” Kenton’s smirking grin and little wiggle said he was ready to be mine too. “I can play pretend.”

“Because you’ve got little friends.” And because most pups I’d met had incredible imaginations. But Kenton nodded and squirmed again, looking pleased that I’d remembered.

“Alright, back on track.” He was wonderfully distractible. “If I sent my pup off to a photo shoot, I’d expect him to wear his gear and…and play for the camera.”

What else?

“What kind of gear would you be wearing?” I wasn’t sure if it was a reasonable place to start, but Kenton immediately started chattering, so it didn’t make him nervous.

“A hood and things like my mitts.” Poking at his food, his wiggles got stronger the harder he thought. “I like it when I get to wear harnesses because they’re so cute. Um, I usually wear shorts and an outside tail for photo shoots.”

It felt like I was missing something but I couldn’t figure it out right off the bat, so I went back to my general questions and thought about what I knew about modeling.

“There would probably be a mix of still photos and videos of you running around in the gear.” That was all too logical, though. “My pup would be in different kinds of clothes and gear depending on what the shoot was focused on.”

Easy nods from my pup said we were on the same page so far.

“But my pup is kind of naughty and very easily turned on.” His cheeks turned pink, and at face value he looked embarrassed, but he was working his dick like he was ready to come at the table, so I wasn’t worried. “My naughty pup would be turned on, and since he’s got friends at work who are equally as naughty, they probably wouldn’t mind being humped.”

Kenton’s hand stopped jerking his cock off, but he was starting to squirm as his anxiety crept higher. “Possibly.”

It was obvious that this discussion hadn’t gone well in the past, so I wasn’t surprised at how stressed he was starting to feel. We’d have to work on talking about what he was feeling instead of just trying to look cute, but for the time being, I wasn’t going to leave him feeling so off-balance and stressed.

“Kenton, my kinks do not revolve around being jealous.” Trying to get that out right off the bat, I waited a few seconds to make sure he was listening to me. “It’s not a big part of my personality. I’m a controlling asshole when I’m in the right relationship, but knowing you were orgasming around other people or even watching you orgasm around other people would not upset me.”

As his head slowly started to bob like I was getting through to him, I continued. “We’ll need to figure out where both of our limits are with this because it’s honestly something I haven’t run into before.”

I’d been expecting online porn or something like that…not kink modeling.

“But what I can tell you right away is that as long as you’re telling me what your plans are and keeping me informed of where your head is at before a shoot, I’m fine with you ending up…let’s call it playing with your friends.” Because that seemed to be a better description.

I knew some people might think him humping a friend and orgasming during playtime would be cheating but just looking at his face said he didn’t have that association.

Kenton seemed like the type to feel like he’d cheated if he had dinner with the wrong person and they thought it was a date. Orgasming around his friends or humping one of them didn’t seem to register in the same way.

“I like playing with my friends, Master.” Lighting up, he was back to stabbing his food enthusiastically. “They’re so much fun, but everyone is very good about talking about their limits, so I’ve never humped anyone who wasn’t okay with it.”

“I’m glad. You’re a very good boy, pup.” That seemed to be the right response even though it made me want to laugh. “Limits are very important with friends.”

Especially when they were the naked and orgasming kind of friends.

“They are.” Grinning ear to ear, Kenton charged right back into eating. His stress looked like it was gone, so I could only assume that we’d tackled what he’d seemed to think would be the hardest issue.

“But just to clarify, this is going to be like the playing with yourself rule. If you plan on orgasming with your friends, you need to let me know beforehand.” It was unlike any limits discussion I’d ever had, but something about Kenton made it seem perfectly reasonable. “I would also like to know about any photo shoots before they happen so I understand what’s going on in your life.”

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