Page 90 of Experiments in Love
“Yes, we have our next helper.” Giving Kennedy’s chest a pat, I nodded and aimed for a bit of a dickhead tone. “Let’s see if he gives us some additional data.”
I wasn’t sure if he knew who it was or not, but I started walking again and pretended to jot down notes as I peeked around the curtain to make sure Jasper was still confident about the scene. He’d been doing his best to downplay how nervous he was, but helping his new friend seemed to have pushed him to join us.
Half-confident and half-worried was my guess as I watched his almost blank-looking face, but Kennedy didn’t seem to be able to feel that as Jasper slowly ran his hands up Kennedy’s thighs.
“Very good, Subject. Please begin.” Trying to send him the confidence he needed, I nodded and shifted my focus back to Kennedy.
Just running my hand up his chest was enough to have him jolting. “Oh, Sir…it’s…I’ll be good. I promise. I’ll be good. Yes. I’ll be good.”
That seemed to be a slightly Kennedy kind of plea to keep going and give him his big orgasm, so I made an approving sound and kept walking around him, tugging on his nipples again. “I should hope so because you’re going to be allowed to orgasm based on your promise to behave.”
Kennedy’s excited exhale was almost a squeal, which had several Doms in the audience smiling. “I’ll be good. I like orgasms.”
Before I could find a scientific response to that, Kennedy let out a deep sigh of pure pleasure. “I love being right.”
I was never going to make it through the scene without laughing.
To keep my delight in check, I patted low on his torso right above the curtain and peeked around it. Jasper’s eyes were the size of dinner plates as he watched his cock sink back inside Kennedy. He’d struggled with self-esteem issues because bodies were not always proportional and Kennedy was blowing his mind.
I’d told him that Kennedy wasn’t like that, but he just hadn’t believed me when I’d made it clear what Kennedy thought the perfect penis would look like.
For some reason he’d thought that since Kennedy loved me, my penis should be his idea of perfection.
It was not.
He was, however, able to love me even though my dick was slightly longer than average.
It was an issue he overlooked because he loved me and I’d figured out the perfect angle to give his button as much attention as I could, but he was thoroughly enjoying being right as Jasper’s perfect length nailed his prostate with every thrust.
Kennedy’s love of his button was on full display as the perfectly shaped cock hit it just right every time it hammered into him. “It’s so…Master…it’s…”
If the audience thought he was in love with a big dick, well, I wasn’t going to explain the situation to them.
“Please articulate how it feels.”
His only response to my question was to moan and shake as his prostate got all the attention it craved. He mumbled something else about being so smart, but it was lost in groans and cries as Jasper proved him right over and over.
When they were both on the edge and I was pretty sure Kennedy was getting ready to fly off into subspace if the scene continued much longer, I released the cock ring right as Jasper nailed him again.
Perfection.
Kennedy cried out, his chest bowing off the exam table as cum fired out of his cock and got Jasper right in the face. He barely held back a laugh as his own orgasm faded, but I wasn’t sure if Kennedy had heard enough to figure out who his favorite penis belonged to.
There wasn’t time to figure that out, though.
It was time for me to keep my promise.
So as Jasper pulled out and squeezed Kennedy’s thigh, I slipped off my lab coat and cleared my throat. “You’re almost done with my experiment. There’s just one more subject for you to test.”
Me.
As Jasper slipped out the door behind the stage wearing a shit-eating grin, I raised the curtain and released my pants. Kennedy knew what was coming and let out a soft, sexy exhale as I stepped between his legs. “Master…”
He was barely hanging on to reality, but I knew what he and the audience would enjoy. So as I slid deep inside of him in one thrust, I flicked the head of his softening cock. “Your job is to evaluate the cocks being used on you. Please focus.”
Kennedy’s yelp was sexy as fuck, but my favorite sounds were the ones he made as I teased his half-hard cock right under the head. Just rubbing that wonderfully sensitive spot had him shaking as the sensations seemed to overload his body, and it was getting me the most erotic whines I’d ever heard from him.
But it wasn’t enough to be the perfect finish to the scene, so as I fucked him in long, slow strokes, I sighed. “Dr. Jasper? I’m going to need another pair of hands here.”
