Nicholas didn’t say anything for a while. He sauntered closer and stopped in front of me, and he stood there, staring at me, with nothing more to say. I wondered if he ever thought anyone would see him as creepy. He worked as Santa Claus at the mall near my apartment, so he couldn’t have been too creepy. But this was how he was. I’d been growing more adapted to it by the hours we’d spent together. “You were tossing and turning while saying ‘no’ in your sleep. So, I didn’t think it would bother you to give you a bit of company. And it worked. You stopped.”
I couldn’t remember that, but it made me feel so warm inside and so thankful. Maybe my presence in his life could tame him. I could only wonder. “Thank you, Sir. You can do that anytime you want.”
Nicholas didn’t respond to that, and instead, he took my hand and placed it on his growing cock. “I have a test for you.”
“Of course, Sir, what is it?” I fondled his cock while mine grew hard with little effort.