Dirty little secret [C]

Chapter ten: Choices

Chris bit his lip as he stacked shelves. His ass and back hurt still. The redness had gone down, small bruises from the cane were left behind. Chris jumped as a hand appeared on his arm.

"It's just me Chris." Ricky laughed.

"Sorry. I was thinking". Chris chuckled.

"About the sexy man I have yet to meet?"

"Yes."

"Let men meet him please."

"Soon. I just... I wanna spend more time with him." Chris whispered. "He makes me... Smile."

"Hungry too. I brought you some spaghetti." Ricky gently pushed the container into Chris's hands. "Bring him to dinner Saturday. I'll invite the guys. We'll have a nice time."

"Okay." Chris nodded. "Ill uh..."

"Keep the container. Devin had like a million before he moved in and decided to bring every single one." Ricky sighed. "I gotta go. Eat that. It's only like a day old and it's still delicious."

"I will. Thank you."

"No problem giant." Ricky chuckled as he walked away.

**whoosh whoosh**

Chris smiled when he saw Kuza's car in the driveway. He had wanted to talk to him and was happy he was home. Chris bit his lip, unlocking the door with the key the man had given him.

"Chris?"

"Yeah." Chris called. He bit his lip, slowly unbuttoning his shirt.

"Hm. This is a sight I'll never get bored of." Kuza murmured as he stepped into the hall. "Do a spin for me?" Chris blushed, slowly turning in a circle.

"I wanted to ask you something." Chris whispered once he fully naked in front of Kuza.

"Ask away." Kuza chuckled as he gently pulled Chris against him.

"Ri-Ricky wants to-to me-meet you." He stuttered. "D-Di-Ah!" Chris gripped Kuza's shoulders, the shorter man squeezing his ass.

"Calm down darling. Talk slow."

"Dinner Saturday." Chris muttered, relaxing as Kuza gently rubbed his back. "Ricky's house."

"I'll go." Kuza whispered. "If you kiss me."

Chris smiled, quickly connecting their lips. He quickly parted his lips, letting Kuza explore his mouth. Kuza chuckled as Chris melted under him. Chris clung to the man, letting out a soft whimper.

"Also, I have a photo shoot and I need a partner. Would you like to be that person?" Kuza murmured in his ear.

"I don't... I don't like the kind of modeling you do." Chris whispered.

"I understand. You don't have to if..."

"What would I do?"

"Be my cute little kitten. It'll be just me, you, and the photographer. It's always a closed set. There's no need to worry." Kuza whispered. "You can say no."

"I-I... I'll think about it." Chris stuttered. He buried his face in Kuza's neck.

"I understand." Kuza whispered. "You don't have to do it. Tell me Saturday. After dinner."

Kuza lifted Chris, earning a small squeak from the man. Chris gripped Kuza's shirt, closing his eyes. He whimpered as Kuza brought him into a new room.

"I figured it was time to bring you in here." Kuza stated. He stood Chris up, letting the man look around. Black walls with red trim made this room look different from the others. He bit his lip, looking at the closet. He knew what was behind the doors. At least he could guess.

"Kuza..."

"Do you trust me?" Kuza asked, cutting him off.

"Yes but..."

"I want to push your boundaries but with consent. I'll never do something you truly don't like." Kuza gave him a small smile. "I was thinking we could play with some toys. See what you like and don't like."

"I..."

"No dildos. Not yet." Kuza chuckled. "We'll see how the night goes. Go pick something." Chris hesitantly walked over to the closet. His eyes widened as he opened the door. "Company gave them to me too. I can take home the things I use." Kuza stated as he sat on the bed.

"Kuza..."

"Baby, I don't care what you pick. It's all up to you."

Chris nodded as he turned back. He bit his lip as he slowly chose a toy.