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obedience wasn’t immediate, but it was complete. He moved to stand where he had once before, between Aaron’s boots—only this time his own feet were bare.
    “Carry on,” Aaron ordered.
    Danny fidgeted with the elastic. The fact that Aaron would now command an even closer view of his soon-to-be-revealed cock seemed to have made him acutely aware of who was in charge and supremely conscious of just how vulnerable he was. It even sent a virginal blush to his cheeks.
    Aaron glanced up and met Danny’s gaze. The boy didn’t look away; he seemed instead to silently plead for reassurance.
    “If your locker room comparisons have you believing that you’ve got anything to be embarrassed about, you really need to give me the name of your gym,” Aaron told him, with a heavy dose of mock gravity. “But, you’d best not let word get out to the gay population in general or every size queen within a hundred miles will descend on the place.”
    The tension of the moment shattered. Danny let out a shocked chuckle. His shoulders squared and his confidence regained, he reached for the edge of his boxers again.
    “Remember what I said,” Aaron warned. “Slowly. Unless you liked the idea of being spanked tonight as well as tied up and topped.”
    Danny made no comment on his preference in that particular matter, but if the idea dented the eroticism of the moment, no one told Danny’s cock.
    He pushed the fabric down with obediently slow movements.
    Aaron watched, enjoying every second of the gradual reveal. Danny’s shaft came into view an inch at a time. The waistband passed over the tip. His erection jerked up to stand proudly away from his body—probably as hard as it had ever been in Danny’s life.
    Aaron remained silent. He waited until Danny had taken his boxers all the way down his legs and thrown them aside before he reached out and wrapped his hand around Danny’s shaft.
    If he’d had any lingering doubts about Danny’s lack of experience, the way Danny gasped, just at feeling another man’s fingers touch his cock, was enough to destroy them. He grabbed Aaron’s shoulder to steady himself as that first rush of sensations almost sent him to his knees and kept his eyes closed tightly for several seconds.
    Tightening and relaxing the pressure he applied via each finger, Aaron kept all his attention on Danny’s face. The look of pure awe in his eyes when he finally looked down and saw Aaron’s hand holding his erection sent more adrenaline pumping through Aaron’s veins than a full-on whipping might have, if he’d been with a more experienced man.
    If the whimper Danny let out was anything to go by, he was just as enthralled by the experience as Aaron could have hoped he’d be.
    Carefully controlling his caress, Aaron slowly toyed with Danny’s cock, just for the pleasure of watching his reactions. All too soon, he knew he’d be a fool to risk any more. He took away his hand.
    Danny’s grip on his shoulder tightened. Disbelief filled his expression. “What the hell is with you?” he demanded. “Why did you—?”
    “Is that all you want from this evening, to be jacked off? Do you want to come now?”
    The answer was clear in Danny’s gaze. He wanted that, and he wanted everything else too. He wanted it all now, to get off on everything, to try everything and to be everything he’d fantasised about through all the time he’d been stuck in the closet. Danny didn’t have the experience to plan out a scene, to know when to hold back, when to switch rhythms.
    “If you just want to swap hands, that’s fine. If you want more, put on the cuffs,” Aaron ordered, letting just a hint of the disciplinarian enter his voice.
    Danny glanced across at the leather restraints. He stood so near, Aaron saw each tiny detail of his reaction. Danny’s chest rose and fell as he took a deep breath.
    “This is the last decision I’ll order you to make for yourself tonight,” Aaron informed him. “So make sure it’s