Chapter Twenty-Six

Aiden

Part of Aiden was wondering why the hell he'd never done this before; it felt so fucking good. Better than he'd ever imagined. The other part of Aiden was ecstatic that he hadn't ever tried it with anyone else. Having Rocky be the one to introduce him to this particular intimacy just felt right .

Aiden felt the cold plastic pressing against his asshole again and instinctively tensed but almost immediately forced himself to relax. Rocky would never do anything to harm him. There was no reason to be nervous. He wanted this. So he took a deep breath, let it out slowly and relaxed.

The tip of the plug breached his hole and Aiden's breath caught for a whole other reason. Fuck that felt good. He had to stop himself from slamming back against it, he knew that wouldn't be a good thing but fuck it was so hard to be patient, and he really, really wanted to come.

Daddy worked the plug in and out of Aiden's ass going deeper each time, driving Aiden wild with desire. His cock was weeping precum, and he swore the lightest of touches would trigger his orgasm. He was so tempted to reach down and stroke himself but Daddy had instructed that Aiden's hands be above his head and Aiden wanted to please Daddy so much. He wanted to be Daddy's good boy, so he kept his hands there even though the desire to come was so strong that tears formed in his eyes.

By the time the plug had been fully seated Aiden was a panting, writhing, begging mess. He felt so full as he clenched down around the object filling him. He'd never been so turned on in his life, and he wasn't above begging for his release.

Daddy didn't make him wait long however, gripping Aiden's hips and helping him turn onto his back. The new position pressed the plug further into Aiden and his cock stood almost straight out.

Without preamble Daddy declared, "good boys get rewards," before he took Aiden's cock all the way into his mouth until the head bumped the back of Daddy's throat. Aiden shouted at the sudden rush of intense ecstasy. Daddy's mouth was so hot and wet as he worked his tongue around Aiden's cock and sucked so hard his cheeks hollowed out.

Aiden couldn't have held back for anything. He didn't even have the chance to warn Daddy it was coming. His balls drew up tight and cum exploded into Daddy's mouth. His orgasm was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Black dots filled his vision, the world faded around him, and everything seemed to dull as he lay in this state that felt almost like floating underwater. Was he even breathing? Aiden wasn't sure. He also wasn't sure it mattered. He was likely dying anyway, but what a way to go.

Suddenly, Daddy's stern voice penetrated his haze demanding he be a good boy and breathe. He wanted to be a good boy, didn't he? He opened his mouth and attempted to take a breath, but nothing happened. Was he really going to die? Death by orgasm? Before he'd even felt Daddy inside him?

Fuck no. If I'm dying from pleasure, it's going to be with Daddy filling me up.

New determination filled him as Daddy continued to plead with him to "just take one breath."

This time when Aiden opened his mouth he sucked in great gulps of air. Filling his lungs so full that his head became light and dizzy. The darkness he hadn't noticed at the edges of his vision cleared as Daddy rested his forehead on Aiden's and repeated over and over again, "Thank god."

As Aiden took deep breath after deep breath Daddy rubbed his back, praising him and encouraging him until he'd come down from the extreme high he'd been on. Aiden didn't even know a person could be affected in such a way by sex. He couldn't say it hadn't scared him a bit, but at the same time it had been the most incredible experience of his life, and he didn't think he'd trade it for anything.

For a long while Daddy and Aiden lay in the bed, Aiden completely naked and Daddy still completely dressed. They just held each other with gentle, soothing caresses. Aiden wasn't honestly sure who was comforting whom. All he knew was that for the first time in his life, as he lay in Daddy's arms he felt completely loved. It spread through him like warm honey, touching every inch of his being with the absolute knowledge that he was finally everything to someone and they were everything to him.