In This Together - Chapter 18 (Hazel) (Patreon)

I rushed into the shower, my routine at this point, but with more haste this time. Fuck, it was so hot. I had him under my thumb, totally and completely. It could’ve taken months, a year even, to get that sort of conditioned response, but he was quick to adjust. I was impulsive, but it was worth the risk. At this stage, if he was faster but not too fast, he might catch on and stop the training before things got too out of control…but even six weeks in, he was a full-blown premature ejaculator. I could feel how sensitive he was as soon as I put him inside me, just by the way he fidgeted and shifted underneath me.

I turned on the water and stripped what clothes I had left on, but before I could even let the water warm, I was already putting my fingers between my legs and teasing my clit. I had no idea what came over me and why I suddenly went from tears to total domination, but I was so happy with the result. My pleasure built quickly, and my pussy pulsed and dribbled from arousal. I had been soaking wet since I told him he was going to fuck me, and since then, it had just been a slippery slope of increased arousal.

Finally, the water was at my preferred heat, and I stepped in, letting it flow over my bare skin. My nipples were so sensitive that even the flow of water over them was erogenous, and I sped up my masturbation pace.

“What was that?” Suddenly, the door barged open, and Bo stepped through, still only wearing his t-shirt. I quickly pretended that I was just scrubbing down there before covering up with my hands.

“You can’t be in here!” I exclaimed.

“Why?” He demanded.

“Because you’re not supposed to-”

“To see you naked, yeah, but now when I do, I can’t control myself around you!” He accused. I blushed and shifted awkwardly.

“This was just the first time back after training; it was entirely possible that you could have this response….” I fibbed, feeling my arousal starting to fade and the frustration in my core build.

“That doesn’t make any sense, Hazel! Why would the training, designed to make me last longer in bed, make me last five whole seconds? And what was all that shit about being pathetic and asking how pathetic I was?”

“That was just role-play! I was dominating you. Trying something new! Didn’t you like it?”

“Well, it’s not that I didn’t like it; it was just…very confusing, that’s all.”

I thought for a moment, then got an idea. “Why don’t you come here and try again?” I offered and relaxed the coverage of my breasts. Bo’s eyes immediately glanced down and my partially exposed nipple, the hot water rushing over it and making them shimmer. I could tell it affected him; sure enough, he was at full mast in a matter of moments.

“Come here, handsome,” I said, then turned my back to him, bent forward and leaned against the wall, my ass and pussy now up and facing him. “Come fuck my hole like a man.”

Bo hesitated, but after a moment, he took off his shirt and walked towards me. I urged my hips towards his, and he gripped them before thrusting his cock into my still-desperate pussy. The pleasure was instant, and I moaned as I felt his cock fill me. Bo gasped, and I could feel his pounding heartbeat from his hips. He pulled back, and thrust back in, then again, and again, and-

“Aggh!” Bo groaned as I felt his load shoot into me. Three pumps, not bad for a second go. I turned around and looked at him.

“See, that was better,” I teased, unable to help myself.

“That was not better!” Bo said, his voice raised just below a yell. “It’s like, it feels good and then suddenly, I’m shooting my load. There’s hardly any build-up. It’s just good, then bam!”

“I can call the doctor and see what-” I started suggesting as he pulled out and dried himself off.

“I don’t care what that doctor says,” he interrupted. “Whatever they told you, it’s been bullshit.”

“It might just take time!”

“Time? What have we been doing the last few weeks, then?”

“Well, you’ve been good! You haven’t cum in your pants in a while. It was only today you were quick!”

“Well yeah, that was because I haven’t seen-...” Bo stopped himself.

“Haven’t seen what?” I asked, knowing the answer but unsure if he would admit it himself.

“Forget it. I’m going to bed,” he said, then left the room.

I stood in the shower for a moment, unsure what to do. My clit was aching with need, but as soon as I started playing with it again, it felt wrong. My head was no longer in it. ‘Did I fuck up?’ I thought as I turned off the water. ‘Was this a mistake?’

I continued to dwell on the thought as I dried off and performed my daily nighttime routine. I knew it was a selfish endeavour when I started it, and I only justified it because it got me off, unlike nothing else. Did he owe me that? Did he deserve to lose his stamina so I could get off on my own? Was I evil? As I brushed my teeth, I thought for sure that he would hate me.

‘Maybe I’ll just play ignorant,’ I thought. ‘Tell him that the doctor was wrong, not me….’

But even as the thought played out in my head, it still felt wrong. This was what I wanted, and as soon as it happened, it didn’t feel good.

Finally, I put on my clothes and went back to the bedroom. As I entered the room, Bo put down his phone and stared at me without speaking. Eventually, I had to ask. “What?”

“Tell me you knew,” he said with a demanding tone. “Tell me you knew all along that this would do this. Tell me that you knew that the “one finger method” was a practice for people who want to BE a premature ejaculator, not stop premature ejaculation?”

I froze and felt myself go pale. “I…I…”

Drip…drip…dripdripdrip hissssssss.

I looked down and saw a flickering yellowed stream running down my legs. Without a diaper or anything on for bottoms, the uncontrolled piss rushed out directly to the floor below, where a pool of pee quickly grew. Bo’s shoulders relaxed, knowing I’d be upset by the sudden accident, and it was the first time I’d ever been grateful for an accident.

“Sorry…” I whispered.

“Clean that up,” he stated. “Then you’re telling me the truth.”