Colton presses his forehead between Graham’s pecs as the first few inches sink into his hole, his fingers pressing bruises into Graham’s hips. “Fuck, that’s good, sweetheart,” he says and groans loudly in relief. He pulls Graham’s cheeks apart, exposing him, making him feel embarrassed.
“It doesn’t hurt,” Graham says when he’s all the way down. His passage is weakly clenching in protest at the invasion. He buries his face in Colton’s neck, oddly anxious.
Colton grips the back of Graham’s neck and Graham sighs into it.
“Poor boy. Do you need it to hurt, baby? Is that what you’re thinking so hard about?”
“Yes, Sir. Liked being down so far.”
“Sir now, huh? I like Daddy better. You say it in this soft little way that gets me so hard. Do you know what I think when you call me Daddy?”
“What, Daddy?” He whispers.
Colton groans. “Just like that. I think you need cock. You say it like you can’t live without it. Without me.”
“That’s right, Daddy,” he confesses. Tears fill his eyes. Another giant confession that is difficult but maybe necessary.
Too revealing.
“Look at me.”
Graham obeys but it’s hard to keep the connection. He should look down. A sign of respect for his Dom.
“It’s never been like this for me, Graham. This is real. Understand? This isallthat’s real. I won’t let you go. You’re mine.”
He kisses Colton, their tongues tangling until somehow his mouth is being plundered just like his ass. He clenches on Colton’s cock.
“Yeah. Fuck. Ride Daddy.”
Lifting and lowering himself, Graham rocks forward and back and Colton grabs him by the cheeks, moving him where he wants. “You’re going to make me come before I’m ready. Yeah, come on. Make me come. Let Daddy be selfish now,” he says, and he fucks up into Graham, working in and out of him quickly. He comes fast, hauling Graham down and close as he comes down from the rush.
Graham is shaking. He’s unbearably hard and endorphins are flowing through him because he was used; he was a cock sleeve for his Dominant’s lust. Because Colton is his Daddy. It’s all so perfect. And yet.
He’s kissed gently. He whimpers.
“Tell me.”
“I’m… please?”
“It’s alright. I’m not him, Graham. I’m not going soft. I don’t want to stop and leave you unsatisfied. We’re the same. If you need it, so do I. Trust that if you can’t trust me.”
“I want to,” he says. He shudders in relief, knowing he’s going to get fucked more.
“How pretty you are,” Colton says, petting at him. He kisses Graham and bites his lip hard. “My cock is still hard and my balls are still full. You’re gonna get fucked again, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Yes, Daddy.”
“But I think you want something else, don’t you? Something to help you sleep and get fully balanced. What is it?”
He’s breathing raggedly. He wants to say pain but this is so sweet and soft and he doesn’t want to be demanding all the time. “Anything. I just want to please you.”
Colton looks at him for a long moment.
He’s about to lie, to say that there’s nothing he needs beyond what Colton wants to give him, but Colton’s gaze is so intense and knowledgeable, as if he can read Graham’s mind, and he doesn’t want to lie to this man about anything.
Colton deserves everything from him. Maybe even his flaws. “I don’t want to lose you.”
“Sweet thing. Hurt by a pathetic Dominant that couldn’t give you what you needed. I’m not him, Graham.”
