Chapter Four

Dane

Dane sucked hard on Brandon’s cock. The boy's entire body was shaking and after two orgasms already, Dane knew that Brandon was at his limit for the night. It was so hard to pull himself away from pleasuring his boy though. Dane had been dreaming about this night for so long.

Brandon was his. They’d made an agreement and even though they had many more conversations ahead of them, having Brandon at the mercy of Dane’s absolute attention was addicting.

“Roll over for me, baby,” Dane whispered against Brandon’s trembling chest.

Brandon tried. He really did and that made Dane happy. Even if he had to help Brandon roll to his front, since he’d lost any sort of coordination. His boy moaned as his cock was trapped under his body.

“It’s okay,” Dane soothed. “Daddy has you.” He grabbed the lube that lay forgotten on the mattress by his hip. “One more time for me.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Brandon replied so sweetly.

“Good boy,” Dane praised as he nuzzled the back of Brandon’s neck. “Such a good boy for me.”

“Need you, Daddy,” Brandon whispered.

“You have me,” Dane promised. “Always.” He lubed up two fingers before he gently probed at Brandon’s entrance.

He knew to take his time. Brandon might be worked up and edging on the side of desperation, but Dane had made a promise. He wouldn’t hurt his boy. Ever. Even though his own cock was rapidly leaking precome and Dane’s balls felt like they were on fire, he would take his time preparing Brandon.

Dane slid one finger inside Brandon’s hole.

The boy sighed as he pushed back.

Working his fingers deep inside, Dane watched the muscles of Brandon’s back and paid close attention to Brandon’s responses. Even though Dane had been teasing him forever, Brandon was just as enthusiastic as he had been. Even if he merely made sounds and wasn’t using actual words.

Dane added a second finger inside Brandon’s entrance.

Brandon groaned while lifting his hips and pushing back.

Even two fingers buried deep weren’t enough. Dane was a big man. Brandon needed to be able to take three fingers comfortably…maybe four.

Adding lube and scissoring his fingers, Dane was careful but firm. Brandon begged with whines, whimpers, and cut-off words but Dane waited until his boy easily took four of Dane’s thick digits.

He pulled his hand away and grasped his cock. His bare cock.

“Fuck!” He scrambled for the nightstand drawer.

“No!” Brandon wailed. “Come back!”

“Hold on, baby. Condom.”

“Want you,” Brandon argued. “Please, Daddy.”

Dane squeezed the base of his dick. “Soon, baby boy.” Where the hell were the condoms? He knew he had some in the drawer.

“Now!” Brandon whined.

Dane stopped. He placed his free hand on the small of Brandon’s back. They both needed to calm down. “Shh,” he whispered.

“I need—” Brandon kicked his legs.

“I know, baby boy. But I need to find a condom.”

“Don’t have to,” Brandon told him.

“That is not a conversation we are going to have while we are both this worked up. We can discuss this later.”

“But—”

“I would love nothing more than to come inside you,” Dane swore. Fuck, he really wanted to mark Brandon from the inside out. Then lick Brandon clean. But he knew better than to make that decision without a full conversation about boundaries. He would protect Brandon even if it was from the both of them. “Maybe next time.”

Brandon took a deep breath. His neck strained before he collapsed onto the mattress. “Sorry.”

“Proud of you, baby,” Dane said. “I know it’s hard.”

“So hard,” Brandon mumbled.

“But you can be patient for Daddy.”

“K.”

He had to do his own calm breathing. Dane leaned to the side and spotted the condoms he’d been fumbling for in the back of the drawer. Yes, they had both needed a moment.

Dane got his cock wrapped in protection before he coated himself with lube.

Taking the time to run his hands up the back of Brandon’s legs, Dane checked in with his boy. “Are you ready, baby?”

Brandon grunted. “Please!”

Okay, they were both on the same page. Bracing one hand next to Brandon’s shoulder, Dane grasped his shaft. He pushed the tip at Brandon’s entrance. “My sweet boy. My brave boy,” he praised. Carefully, Dane entered Brandon’s hot tight hole.

Brandon’s breath caught as Dane slid his cock deep.

Fuck! Tight! Good. Too fucking good. He was not going to last long.

“Knees,” he barked.

Brandon scrambled to obey and still Dane had to help.

With his fingers digging into Brandon’s hips, Dane pulled back gently. He rested the head of his cock just inside Brandon before he shoved hard.

Brandon gasped.

Dane nearly saw stars.

He repeated the move.

Watching his cock disappear into Brandon’s stretched hole was almost his undoing. He pulled out halfway just to watch Brandon’s entrance twitch. Fuck! This was even better than Dane had imagined.

He slammed forward.

Brandon arched as his ass cheeks jiggled.

Dane had to swallow back his drool. He rocked on his knees picking up the rhythm. This was his boy. His! Dane would never let anyone bad touch Brandon again. He would spend the rest of his life making Brandon happy. He’d keep his boy safe. Any and every way possible.

Each time he thrust forward, the bed rocked beneath them. He hammered into his boy’s hole with the desperation that had been clawing at him. Brandon’s shouts echoed around the room with only the sound of skin slapping against skin to counter the noise. Dane knew he was done and frantically grasped Brandon’s swinging dick.

He jacked Brandon’s shaft along with his thrusts until Brandon yelled hoarsely and his come covered Dane’s fingers. He fucked his boy through his third orgasm until Dane couldn’t hold back any longer. He kissed the back of Brandon’s shoulder as he plunged deep and hard one last time.

Come shot from his cock and filled the condom.

It would be much better if he was filling up his boy instead. Maybe next time.

Brandon’s arms gave out, but Dane caught the boy and carefully lowered him to the mattress. Holding the bottom of the condom, Dane gently withdrew.

“Na, uh, hmm,” Brandon mumbled.

Dane nuzzled Brandon’s cheek. There went the talking. That was one promise kept.

* * * * *

Brandon

He grunted as he scrambled to hold on to something.

“I got you, baby boy,” Dane soothed.

Brandon blinked his eyes open as he was lifted off the soft bed. The bed that he really wanted to be on and sleeping. Why was Dane waking him already? “Huh?”

“The bath is all ready for us,” Dane told him.

“Bath?” They were taking a bath?

Dane chuckled. The low sound going straight to Brandon’s drained balls. If he could get hard again so soon, he probably would have. “I knew you weren’t listening to me. We’re taking a bath. I don’t want you to be sore tomorrow.”

Brandon sighed. It was probably too late for that.

“Sorer than you need to be,” Dane amended.

Well, Brandon did enjoy baths even if he was really sleepy. “What time is it?”

“I let you rest for about an hour,” Dane supplied.

He groaned. An hour? After three of the most intense orgasms of his life? That wasn’t nearly long enough.

“Wouldn’t you feel better in the morning if you were all cleaned up tonight?”

Well yes but Brandon had wanted to sleep in Dane’s arms.

The bedroom door was open so Dane must have been up for a while. Or maybe he hadn’t lain down with Brandon? No, Brandon could clearly remember Dane cuddling him tight while speaking soft happy words. The words didn’t matter. Brandon couldn’t remember them anyway. It was the tone that had lulled him into a deep peaceful sleep.

Being carried was awesome so Brandon couldn’t complain about that. In front of the bathroom door, Maverick was lying down as he chewed on one of the bones that Brandon had picked up for him.

Dane noticed where Brandon’s attention had gone. “He deserved a treat for waiting so patiently for us.”

Brandon grinned. Dane loved that dog as much as Brandon. Even if Maverick was a working dog, he still deserved all the love of a real family. Could Brandon and Dane be that family for Maverick?

The bathroom lights were turned down but the full bubble bath was easy to see.

“I put some Epson salts in the water to help with any sore…muscles.”

He giggled. Sore muscles. Sure. Brandon’s ass ached but it was a good kind of hurt. One that he hadn’t felt in so long that Brandon had forgotten how good an evening of hard fucking could be. Oh, he knew he wanted it but thinking about getting railed was nothing on when it actually happened.

Dane had treated Brandon with the upmost respect while still making his fantasies come true.

Gazing at the older man, Brandon wanted to pinch himself just to be certain that this was actually happening.

“Hang on to my neck tight,” Dane ordered. “I’ll sit you down gently.”

Yeah, how was this his life? “K.” The happiness that buzzed in the back of his mind wanted to remain in that safe space which also pushed Brandon’s little side forward.

Brandon was the type of little that could easily get lost and not realize what was happening. It had driven his past partners crazy. He couldn’t help it that when he was in a safe and happy place, his little wanted out to play.

“If you want to be little for me, then Daddy will make sure you are all taken care of,” Dane told him.

Tears pooled in his eyes. How had Dane known?

“I can see you trying to fight something. Baby boy, if it’s being little, then you don’t have to. Big or little. You’re all mine.”

Bobbing his head, Brandon brought his thumb slowly up to his mouth.

“Perfect, boy. Hold on.”

The hot water and bubbles covered him as his Daddy gently placed Brandon in the tub. Brandon laughed. There were a lot of bubbles. Bubbles were cool. They smelt like lavender.

“Lean forward and let Daddy into the tub,” Dane ordered.

“K!” he mumbled around his thumb.

As Dane settled behind him, Brandon started to stack the bubbles with his free hand. He made a wall so high that he couldn’t even see the soap dish! His Daddy ran a warm washcloth down Brandon’s back as Brandon played with the bubbles.

He liked to have toys in his bath, but it was fun too to share. Dane didn’t bother him with questions or pull Brandon from his little space. He just caressed and massaged Brandon as Brandon amused himself.

Daddy even let water out of the tub and refilled it with hot water and more bubbles when needed.

Best bath ever!

Between the hot water and being sated from coming his brains out three times, it wasn’t long before Brandon was yawning.

He leaned his head back against Dane’s wide chest.

“Does the water feel good, baby?”

“Good,” he managed. His eyelids were growing so heavy.

“How about you let me clean you up and then we’ll snuggle in bed. I think Maverick is ready to turn in too.”

“I sleep with you?” Brandon asked. He didn’t want to be alone. Not after such a wonderful night.

“Oh, baby. Don’t you realize that you are going to be sharing a bed with me and Mav from now on?”

“Puppy pile?” That was the best. Ezra always let him puppy pile when Brandon needed to sleep with him and Eric. But maybe he didn’t need to sleep with his brother and friend any longer. Not if Dane answered right.

“Anything you want,” Dane promised. “Although Maverick snores so I’m warning you about that now.”

Brandon giggled when he remembered Dane sleeping outside his closet and the snoring that hadn’t been coming from inside. “Daddy!”

Dane sniffed. “Daddy does not snore, silly boy.”

“Daddy!” His Daddy totally snored. That was okay. Brandon was tired enough that he was sure that he would be asleep before his head even hit the pillow.

“Okay, baby boy.” Dane helped Brandon lean forward. “Whose room do you want to sleep in?”

He stiffened. Brandon hadn’t thought about that. Brandon’s room had everything he needed. The soft blue walls made him feel safe and his blankies were all piled on his bed. His little side tried to pull back—adult decisions needed to be made—but Dane ran his fingers gently across Brandon’s ribs, tickling him.

Brandon laughed as he squirmed around.

“No thinking too hard,” Dane said. “Just answer Daddy’s question. Where do you want to sleep with Daddy at?”

“My room!” Brandon replied.

“Good boy.”

Brandon grinned around his thumb. He had done a good job answering the question. Daddy was smiling at him. His small burst of energy didn’t last long. By the time that Daddy was satisfied that Brandon was clean, Brandon was curled up to his chest. Brandon didn’t want to ever move even if the water was now getting cold.

“I need to get up, baby,” Dane whispered.

“Nooo,” he whined.

“If I get up, then we can cuddle in bed,” Dane promised.

It was so hard to move though. Brandon sucked harder on his thumb as he kept his eyes closed. Dane moved from behind him but helped Brandon lie against the tub. There were sounds of Daddy in the bathroom but Brandon couldn’t be bothered to worry about what Dane was up to.

He was lifted from the tub before a warm large towel was wrapped around him. Brandon sighed as he went from the cool water to being snug as a bug in a rug. Dane carried Brandon from the bathroom and down the hall.

Brandon looked for Maverick, but the dog wasn’t in the hall any longer.

His bedroom was cool, but the sheets were turned down and Mav was on the far side, lying on the foot of the bed. Dane gently laid Brandon in the middle of the bed before he pulled the blankets up to his chin.

“Daddy is going to clean up the bathroom really quick. I’ll be right back.”

Brandon yanked his thumb from his mouth. “Kiss!” he demanded.

Dane cupped Brandon’s face while leaning down and brushing their lips together. Brandon closed his eyes, leaning forward. Dane didn’t leave it at that though. He licked Brandon’s bottom lip before thrusting his tongue into Brandon’s mouth.

Brandon sucked on Dane’s tongue.

Dane groaned as he pulled back. “Keep the bed warm for me.”

“K, Daddy.” He settled back onto the mattress when Dane left the room.

Maverick gave a huff, rising. He circled the bottom of the bed three times before he threw himself down. Mav ended up lying over Brandon’s feet. Brandon couldn’t be safer if he tried.

He found himself dozing until the blankets were pulled back and Dane’s cool body settled beside him. Brandon forced himself to open his eyes. He just had to see Dane in bed with him. Sure, Brandon hoped that it was a picture that would happen a whole lot more but this was the very first time.

“You okay, baby boy?”

“Perfect,” Brandon replied with all honesty. He trailed his free hand across Dane’s naked chest. Dane hadn’t pulled the blankets past his hips.

That reminded Brandon that there was one thing that he hadn’t gotten to do. He slid his upper body down Dane’s side. He didn’t move his feet. Mav was in the perfect position, sleeping already. And yes, the doggo was snoring, but Brandon bent until he could reach for Dane’s thick, soft cock.

Dane chuckled. “There is no way that you are ready for any more of Daddy. You are going to be sore in the morning.”

Brandon allowed his thumb to fall from his mouth as he smiled up at his Daddy. “I good boy?”

“The best boy.” Dane fingered Brandon’s hair away from his forehead.

“Treat?” Brandon asked, running his thumb over the slit of Dane’s shaft.

“You want to treat Daddy or take a treat from Daddy?”

Brandon frowned. That was a tough question.

“Doesn’t matter, baby boy,” Daddy told him. “It’s one and the same. You can suck me until you go to sleep. Don’t worry if I don’t come. Just enjoy your treat.” He held the base of his cock as Brandon slid farther down the bed.

Laying his head on Dane’s pelvis, Brandon opened his mouth. Dane moved the head of his cock across Brandon’s lips before placing the tip inside.

Brandon closed his eyes, memorizing the clean scent of his Daddy. Brandon sucked on the head of Daddy’s dick. He was immediately rewarded with a small burst of precome. Brandon swallowed before he went back to suckling.

He wasn’t surprised when Dane’s cock grew hard in his mouth. Not that Dane was trying to make Brandon do anything to get him off. Brandon suckled on Daddy until the warmth and safety slowly drew him to sleep.