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“That’s a good boy,” Aled said, his voice strained. He let out a groan and fisted one hand in Jamie’s hair as he jerked deeper, knocking Jamie’s glasses askew. “So good.”
He was absolutely certain that he would have shot his load within a minute, Jamie was so gorgeous and perfect. But just as things were starting to crest and the urge to embrace his orgasm began to be too much, his phone rang and vibrated in his pocket.
Aled groaned again, but for entirely different reasons as the intensity of his pleasure died off fast. He reached for his phone, hoping and praying he could ignore it and keep on fucking Jamie’s face.
Unfortunately, Jeremy’s name glared at him from his phone’s screen.
He tapped to answer the call and panted, “Hey, Jeremy, is everything okay?” before it even occurred to him that he should probably take a step back.
Jamie stayed right where he was, his mouth still holding the majority of Aled’s cock. He held perfectly still, gazing up at Aled with a look that said he would stay there while Aled took care of whatever needed taking care of.
“Hey,” Jeremy answered curtly, that one syllable warning Aled about what sort of call he’d just landed in. “Can you call Dawn and tell her to stop bugging me when I’m out with my friends?” he huffed.
“I spoke to Dawn earlier,” Aled said, trying to keep his voice even, both in terms of not snapping back at Jeremy and not giving away that he’d been less than a minute away from what could have been an amazing orgasm. “She’s having a hard time with me being away for the weekend. She’s alone in the house for the first time.”
“Yeah, I know,” Jeremy answered with the sort of teenage sass he should have outgrown a few years ago. “But that doesn’t mean she has a right to bother me.”
The stab of frustration that Aled started to feel was interrupted mid-jab by warm, wet sucking on his cock. He instantly went still, looking down at Jamie, who still had almost Aled’s full length in his mouth. He was just holding it there, like he was awaiting further instructions.
No, it was more than that. There was a sort of sympathy in Jamie’s eyes that seemed designed to keep Aled calm. Jamie wasn’t holding his cock like he was waiting to resume the blow-job, he was keeping Aled in the moment, reminding him that he was more than just the problem solver for his family, whether Jamie knew the details or not.
“It’s going to be okay,” he said, stroking his free hand through Jamie’s hair. “Don’t get annoyed with Dawn, just tell her that it’s going to be okay, and help her to work through whatever panic she’s feeling.”
“But she’s so annoying sometimes,” Jeremy said, then growled.
“Yep, and so are you,” Aled said, smiling down at Jamie.
Fuck, he was beautiful like that, his mouth filled with cock, his eyes wet, and as Aled was able to see when he shifted his head to the side, his dick still hard and glistening, precum starting to drip. It was like Jamie’s subservience to him in the moment gave him the sort of strength he needed to deal with his siblings.
“If Dawn calls or texts you again, call her back—not text,call—and tell her you love her and she’ll be okay. I’ll check in with her in a bit to make sure she’s settled for the night.”
Aled continued to stroke Jamie’s head as he spoke, like it was some sort of self-soothing mechanism.
“Fine,” Jeremy sighed, though Aled knew him well enough to know he’d made his point and Jeremy would be kind with their sister. “Have fun doing yoga or whatever it is you’re doing.”
Aled glanced down at what he was doing with a grin. “I will,” he said.
He ended the call when Jeremy did, then tossed his phone onto the bed. For a moment, he just had to close his eyes, stand there, and breathe. This was his weekend, dammit. It was his chance to get a break from the pressure. He needed it. After Jeremy’s call, with the realization that he was going to have to check in with Dawn later, he needed it more than ever.
But how would he be able to shrug off the weight of responsibility that constantly hung over him, even for a few days, knowing so much needed his attention back in London? How would he ever be able to live his own life and do things that made him happy again?
He blew that worry and the increase of tension it brought with it away. He had the answer to his worries on his knees in front of him. Jamie needed him to be a certain man, the man he wanted to be, if only for the weekend. He could do it for Jamie so that he didn’t have to constantly worry that he was being selfish.
With one more deep breath, he opened his eyes and looked down at Jamie. “Now, where were we?” he asked, grabbing handfuls of Jamie’s hair with both hands.
Jamie’s mouth tightened around Aled’s cock, like he was smiling. That smile was definitely in his eyes. Aled smiled back at him, feeling warm and happy on the inside. Even though the call had been between him and his brother, Aled felt like he’d connected with Jamie because of it.
“Oh, that’s right,” he said, holding Jamie’s head still and pushing deeper into his throat. “You were getting me off before we get ready for supper.”
Just like that, he was back in the moment, back in the place where his cares took a back seat and let him enjoy himself.
Jamie choked and gagged, squeezing Aled’s cock as he did, but the emotion in his eyes was as far from alarm or fear as could be.
Aled decided to push that a little. If Kit had taught him anything, it was that a good dom wasn’t afraid to push a sub’s limits. To do so would risk not giving the sub what they were looking for.
So he shifted his stance a little and held Jamie’s head tightly as he thrust hard and fucked his throat a little bit ruthlessly. Jamie’s eyes went wide, and his tears started to fall. His glasses were knocked almost off as well, and his face started to go red. His gagging seemed to have more force to it, and Aled started to see the warning signs of distress.
But not once did Jamie move his hands from behind his back, nor did he pull away and ask for mercy or use his safe word. He even let Aled grip him hard and push his face into his groin as he started to come down his throat, keeping him from breathing.
