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“Now, that’s just not true. I may not know your mother’s middle name, or who your first crush was, but I want to. I want to know everything about you, and I want to tell you everything about me. I want to keep you, Caleb.”
His eyes move back and forth over my face. I can see as clear as day that he’s working himself up.
I grasp his cheeks in my hands and bring his forehead to mine. “Hey now, what’s all this about? Why are you so nervous? Why are you so opposed to permanency?”
It takes him a moment to find his voice, but once he does he doesn’t stop until he’s told me the entire sordid tale about his first Dom.
“Oh, my beautiful baby boy, that had nothing to do with you. That man, if you can really call him that, was weak. He needed to bring you down to his level in order to make himself feel big. You didn’t do anything wrong.” He opens his mouth to argue, so I stop him with a kiss. “No, sweetheart. They were his sins, not yours. I won’t force you into this with me, but I wanted you to know where I stand, and what I want. And what I want is you, everything with you.”
Sky blue eyes shine with unshed tears. “Are you sure?”
I nuzzle my cheek against his, “I’ve never been surer of anything.”
He sighs. “Linda and Tommy Sheffield.”
I lean back confused. “What?”
His grief disperses, as his humor that I’ve come to love so much emerges. “My mother’s middle name and my first crush.”
I laugh so hard that he has no choice but to join me. “Your first crush was a boy? It took me a long time to realize I liked both.”
“Oh, I thought I was gay long before I realized I wanted the cheerleaders as much as the football players.”
“Did you now? And which did you take to prom?”
A wicked grin grows. “Both.”
I pull him over my lap, and he gasps. “What are you doing?”
“Disciplining, my naughty boy.”
I drag the towel away revealing a tush just ripe for the taking.
“Did you take both to your bed?” He mumbles what I can’t hear, so I strike him with the flat of my hand. “What was that?”
“I did, sir.”
I tsk. “What am I going to do with you?”
Before he can answer I proceed to lay down a dozen spanks that grow harder with each strike until his ass is a nicely mottled red. “Beautiful.”
I drag a finger down his crack, making him shudder. More harsh than necessary, I grasp each cheek and pull them apart to uncover his perfect pink hole. I spit and watch it slowly slide down his crack before I slowly finger him open.
“Mmm feels so good, sir.”
“You want my big fat cock to stretch your little hole?”
“Yes, sir!”
He gasps as I plunge my finger as deep as it’ll go. I twist that digit around until I find his prostate and tap against it with more pressure until he’s moaning incessantly before I promptly stop.
“Don’t stop,” he whines.
I smack him harder than before, and he squeals.
“Watch your tone, boy or I’ll keep my cock to myself.”
He’s panting. “I’m sorry, sir.”
