Sex toys

—Okay, wait a minute.

Alexis got up and crouched down to look for something under his bed. You sat down and bent over a bit to try to see what he was looking for, but you only saw his butt. Although you don't dislike it at all.

—Here it is!

Alexis came out from under his bed with a box in his hands. He sat next to you on the bed and lowered the box.

—You see, my damn ex-boyfriend and I bought these things. But I broke up with him before I could use them, and well, I want to put them to proper use.

—What are you talking about? What's there?

Alexis turned on the table lamp next to his bed and then opened the box. Your face turned red when you saw what was in that box.

There were vibrators of different sizes and shapes, handcuffs with fluff, a whip, and other things.

—Why did you keep this?

—I paid for most of the things you see here, it was only fair that I was the one to keep all this. Also, with how badly he fucks, I doubted someone will give him a chance to try this.

Alexis was right, if he paid for almost everything, it was only fair that he kept everything there was.

—And... Have you ever used this?

—Sadly not. After breaking up with my ex, I focused more on my studies and didn't get a chance to look for someone to use this with.

—And you want you and me to use these?

—Well, I assumed you'd agree since you agreed to do anything that didn't harm your health.

—I mean, yes, I know what I said, but I didn't expect this.

—First time?

—Yes —you admitted, looking away.

You heard a soft laugh from Alexis, before he grabbed your chin and gave you a gentle kiss on the lips.

—There's always a "first time" for everything.

You looked sideways at the toys and then looked at Alexis, who was looking at you with a playful smile.

—Come on, it'll be fun.

—I don't know.

—And if I let you choose the toy you want to use, would you change your mind?

—Maybe.

—Well, choose what you want, there is a great variety.

You looked at the box, looking for a toy that caught your attention.

There were vibrators, plush handcuffs, blindfolds and gags. There was a whip, one or two dizfraz, possibly for role-playing games. You looked a pair of rubber penises, anal balls, something that looked like a game of cards, and dice that had certain things written and drawn on each face.

—Don't be shy, I don't judge —Alexis whispered to you.