12. Ethan

Chapter 12

Ethan

I hadn’t planned on bringing Brayden to my bed, but once he was there, I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him. The needy little sounds coming from him as he kissed my chin and jaw, yanked at my clothes, and rutted against me was all the encouragement I needed.

I smiled against his mouth and pulled up. “Are you sure we’re ready for this? I planned to wait a bit longer before getting to this stage.”

“Please, Daddy. I need to feel you. I need to know you want all of me.”

“Fuck, baby boy.” I kissed down his neck and then slipped my fingers underneath his T-shirt to pull it up and over his head. Then I kissed his mouth again before trailing down to his chest and eventually circling around his belly button until he moaned.

“That tickles, Daddy. Keep going lower. You’re almost there.”

“Am I?” I bit the edge of his shorts with my teeth and pulled it up, letting it snap back onto him. “In here?” My boy was hard, and I needed a taste of him.

As if begging for more attention, Brayden lifted his ass off the mattress and pushed it right against me in his not-so-subtle way. “Almost.”

I chuckled as I put the boy out of his misery and removed his shorts and boxers. His underwear had teddy bears across the front, and I would’ve liked to spend more time just looking at him on my bed in only those undies, but now was not the time for that. Neither of us had the self-control to wait much longer.

As soon as his beautiful body was fully bare to me, I kneeled down on the floor and tugged his thighs toward the edge, so I could finally get a taste of him. I kissed up his right thigh, tickled the base of his cock with my tongue, and then pointed him down so I could take him fully into my mouth.

The skin on Brayden’s head was velvety smooth and already leaking pre-come when I swiped across the head with my tongue. Fuck, he was close, and I was even closer.

It had been a while since I’d been with anybody, and much longer since it meant anything.

This meant something. This meant everything .

As I slowly pushed down over his shaft, Brayden curled his fingers around my comforter and wiggled beneath me. “It’s too good, Daddy. I feel too good.”

Too good was my specialty. It was the only way I wanted my sweet boy to ever feel.

I circled his head on my way up, then looked up at him. “You may come whenever you’re ready, sweet boy.”

He nodded vigorously and sucked in a deep breath. “It’ll be fast, Daddy. I’m almost there.”

I went back down on him, pulling him into my mouth with deep strokes at first and then faster and shallow, mixing it up until he was fucking my throat until he poured his load into it.

I kept my lips sealed around his dick, slowing down my motions once he was too sensitive. I just didn’t want to let a single drop of his essence escape. Brayden was my boy, and I wanted everything he had to offer. Every drop of him.

After a few moments, I crawled up beside him and wrapped him in the comforter and my arms, holding him across my body as his heart slowed down and his breathing evened out.

“I want to taste you too, Daddy.”

“You know, sweet boy, there are a lot of other conversations we should’ve had before we got to this point.”

He looked up at me from under long lashes and gave me a coy smile. “Sorry, I’m just too tempting.” He smirked and then giggled. “But really, I’m clean. I had to get tested recently after… Well, anyway, everything’s good, and I haven’t been with anyone in months.”

“Me too. I haven’t been with anyone in a long time, but I’d still like to get tested, because if you’re my boy, I don’t want anything between us.”

Brayden’s breath hitched as he nodded. “Me too, Daddy. I want you to fill me up, so you’re dripping out of me when I go to work in the morning.”

Well, fuck. I hadn’t thought that far ahead, but yeah, that sounded good. “How about we visit a doctor friend of mine this week just to get a second set of eyes on your hand and then we’ll both get a panel done.”

“Yes, please. Tomorrow. But now, you need to take off your pants and let me see what my Daddy’s working with.”

I chuckled as I rolled onto my back and released my buckle so he could go through the motions of undressing me.

Even when he wasn’t in his Little headspace, Brayden was sweet and playful, and I couldn’t stop smiling when I was around him.

Once I was finally undressed, he crawled over me and sat on my knees, just staring down at me. If I hadn’t spent so much of my free time in the gym or running, I would’ve felt pretty self-conscious of his perusal.

But I kept my eyes on his and saw nothing but appreciation and adoration.

After a few moments of running his palms along the sides of my thighs and then over my belly and chest, he finally wrapped his hands over my shoulders and leaned down like a stretching cat to take me into his mouth. Brayden was slow at first, swiping my head underneath the glans and then across my shaft until he finally had the nerve to lick all the way up from my balls to my tip and suck me into his mouth.

As good as it felt to have his warm mouth all over my dick, staring down at him was what really turned me on. He was so fucking beautiful, and the way he moved so gently but with genuine excitement made me feel like I was ten feet tall.

For the first time in my life, I understood why some people got teary during sex, because fuck, the lump in my throat was indicative of some emotions I’d never felt before.

Brayden kept one hand on my chest, absentmindedly teasing my nipple as he lowered the other to my balls and rolled them around with his fingers.

“Fuck, baby. You make Daddy feel so good.”

As if that was what he’d been waiting for, he readjusted his position and closed his fist around the base of my cock so he could focus his lips and tongue on my head as he worked faster, completely focused on my pleasure.

I fisted his short hair and met the last few thrusts against the top of his mouth as I came hard, filling his mouth with my seed almost faster than he could swallow.

My boy did a great job taking it all down, but a few drops gathered at the corners of his mouth, so I pulled him up my chest and licked his lips, cleaning up any remnants of my cream. Ignoring the lack of oxygen in my lungs, I didn’t pull away, needing to breathe him in for as long as possible.

I could live off my boy forever.

Brayden’s thickening cock pressed against my hip, humping against me as we kissed. And within just a few more moments, a warm puddle formed on my skin when he came again.

I scooped up his release and used it to stroke our cocks together. We were both spent and barely hard, but fuck, every bit of contact felt so good, I just couldn’t keep my hands off him.