18. Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Liam

O n the second day of Christmas, I took Rhys back to my place. Fergus got restless when he had to be around this many people for too long, and so did I.

And I want to have him to myself for a bit before all this is over.

“Daddy,” he whined when I cupped him through his slacks, gripping my wrist. “We can’t. Fergus is here with us.”

One look in the rear view mirror told me Fergus snoozed on his large dog bed.

“Well it’s either him or you who’ll have to get used to it. He sleeps in my room at night.”

Rhys glanced at my hound, then covered my hand with his and squeezed his cock, groaning under his breath. “This plug is pure torture, Liam.”

“Oh, I know, my sweet pup. I’ll make you wear it for the occasional car ride in the future. And when I take you shopping.”

Damn! The idea of my pretty pup all flustered at the shops almost made me cream my kilt.

“Shopping?” He groaned, fidgeting in his seat to elevate the pressure on the plug. “You can’t be serious, baby.”

“Dead serious.”

I indicated at the next parking spot and parked the car in a remote corner, unbuckled my seatbelt and struggled to get his buttons open.

Finally .

I pulled his cock out. “Poor pup,” I mumbled, stroking up his hard length, before spreading the pooling pre-cum around his head with my thumb. I licked my fingers clean, humming under my breath.

“By Hestia, I think I’m addicted to the way you taste.”

He cursed, clenched fists resting next to his thighs. And I dropped my mouth on his cock.

“Fuck, Daddy!” He moaned so loud anybody who passed would know exactly what we did. I didn’t care.

I cradled his nuts in my hand, rolling them carefully between my fingers and sucked him hard into my mouth.

My cock was once more playing tent pole. Fuck, what is it with him?

I’d always had solid stamina but I’d never before been insatiable. It was Rhys. It was all his doing.

His hips bucked up, plunging his cock deep down my throat as he came. His grunt was that of a seal bull heaving its heavy body over wet sand, a deep and throaty sound.

“Goddess,” I sighed, wiping my mouth on the back of my hand. “I’m going to upgrade you from pup to bull if you keep making sounds like that.”

Rhys shook with the force of his orgasm, tears trickling out of the corners of his eyes.

I hugged him to my chest. “You are doing so well for me, my perfect pup. So beautiful, so brave.”

I want to blow you, too,” he breathed. “May I, Daddy?”

His hand gripped the hem of my kilt, bunching it up to bare my cock.

“Yes, my precious bull. First you let me come in your ass, then you take my load in that sweet mouth of yours.”

He groaned and shuffled on his seat, then sank my cock inside his mouth. His lips stretched around my invading length, struggling to take all of me.

I brought my hand to his ass, gripping the plug base and fucking him in tiny thrusts.

Slurping and drooling around me, he made me come so fast I barely had time to enjoy the blowjob.