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It was the quickest, most expedient way Aled could think of for them to both get what they wanted. Jamie would get his subby, humiliation kick by holding himself open in a vulnerable, fuckable position, and Aled, well, he’d get to fuck him.
Jamie moved quickly and gracefully into the requested position. He also had the foresight to peel back Aled’s bedcovers so that they would be able to slip easily into a better position for sleeping once they were done. The way he lay on his back with his arse hanging just over the side of the bed, then pulled his legs up and wide, hooking his hands under his knees, was perfect. His ruched hole was very much on display, and his rock-hard cock lay against his belly, shining at the tip.
As he grabbed the lube from his bedside table, Aled feasted on the sight of him with a hungry smile. “What a pretty hole,” he said, playing around with Jamie a little. “It’s just screaming to be creamed.”
“Yes, Sir,” Jamie said, breathless and pink.
Aled said another prayer of thanks that they’d had the whole discussion about exclusivity and health, that they’d been tested and cleared, so that he could just squirt a handful of lube and rub it over his bare cock to prep.
“That hole will be even prettier when it’s stretched wide with my cock in it,” he said, dribbling more lube from the bottle over Jamie’s hole.
Jamie gasped a little at the cool gel, then let out a ready moan as Aled spread it with his fingers, pushing first one, then two into him to get him ready. It was all pretty basic stuff, but it wasn’t what you did that made for a great experience, it was how you made yourself and your partner feel.
“Here,” he said with that in mind, flipping the lube bottle closed. “Hold this.” He leaned forward and pushed the bottle into Jamie’s open, panting mouth. Jamie’s eyes went wide in surprise as Aled effectively gagged him. “I don’t want you crying out so Dawn can hear or anything,” he said by way of explanation, then pushed the bottle just a bit farther into Jamie’s mouth than was probably comfortable.
He left Jamie breathing through his nose like that and continued to finger him for a moment before lining up and pushing in. Jamie groaned around the lube bottle, his torso rising and falling with his quick breaths as Aled pushed home. His legs shook a little and his face pinched as well at the touch of pain that came with launching right into things.
The trouble was that launching right into things to tease Jamie also meant that Aled was super close to coming within just a few thrusts himself. He fed that feeling, though, gripping Jamie’s hips so he stayed right at the edge of the bed, and thrust harder. It didn’t really feel like their evening was all about the scene and the sex anyhow, so Aled wasn’t too concerned about rushing through things. He had things he wanted to say to Jamie after, things that had been interrupted earlier that evening.
That being said, just as he felt he was reaching the point of no return, he stopped, thrusting deep into Jamie so his balls pressed against Jamie’s hot flesh, then he grabbed Jamie’s cock with one hand while holding himself inside him.
“You come first tonight,” he panted to Jamie, fisting his cock with a little bit of the lube gathered from other places. “As a reward for being so good. You come first so that I can feel it.”
Jamie grunted and groaned around the lube bottle, his body tense and writhing as Aled worked him vigorously. He worried he was being a little too vigorous, but Jamie had obviously been close too. Within a minute, he made a desperate sound, then shot several thick streams of cum across his belly as Aled milked it out of him.
The sight was so fucking perfect and felt so good that Aled didn’t waste time thrusting hard in him again, and causing Jamie to wince with discomfort, before spilling his own load deep inside his lover. It felt so good, like so much more than just using each other to get off. They gave each other what they each needed, which went so far beyond the physical or mental pleasure of a mini-scene.
Once they were both sated and starting to drift down from the high of orgasm, Aled quickly took the lube bottle from Jamie’s mouth and tossed it onto the bedside table, then slid into bed so that the two of them could cuddle and catch their breaths together.
“Stunning as always,” Aled said, then rolled Jamie into his arms to kiss him.
Jamie kissed him back, and gradually, as their bodies cooled a little and the high of the moment faded, he slipped out of his subbiness. He smiled at Aled in thanks as the two of them snuggled in for the night together.
“I meant what I said in the hallway this evening,” Jamie said, stroking his fingers over Aled’s slightly stubbly cheek. “You looked a little startled, and maybe it’s too soon to actually say things like that, but I feel it, and I just wanted you to know—”
“I love you too,” Aled cut him off, smiling broadly. He kissed Jamie, then laughed. “I was actually just thinking the same thing, that I needed to tell you how I feel or I might burst.”
“That’s convenient,” Jamie said, stretching a little against Aled in a way that had him wondering if he had enough in him for another go. That was one of the advantages of being young, after all. “It’s good we’re on the same page.”
“We’re definitely on the same page,” Aled said, rubbing Jamie’s nose with his own in a way that was both sweet and ridiculous. “And I hope we’ll stay on the same page for a long time to come.”
Jamie’s eyes went warm and hazy with sentiment. “Me too,” he said. “Because I don’t care what others think or how soon it is, I feel right with you.” He rested his palm on Aled’s chest. “You feel like family to me.”
“You’re definitely a part of my family already,” Aled said, resting his hand over Jamie’s. “You’re a part of me, and I only see that growing from here.”
He meant every word. Jamie was the beginning of his new life, and it was one he planned to hold onto for as long as he could, hopefully, the rest of his life.
EPILOGUE
SIX MONTHS LATER…
“You couldn’t have gotten betterseats, could you?” Jeremy asked as he stood and raised a hand to his forehead to look across the vast football pitch.
“There’s nothing wrong with these seats,” Aled laughed. He grabbed Jeremy’s jacket and pulled him back down into his seat. “There’s something wrong with the ones right behind you, though, because some git keeps standing and blocking the view of the match.”
Jamie grinned at Dawn, and the two of them laughed at Aled and Jeremy’s antics.
“I’m not the git, you are,” Jeremy said. “Even if it is your birthday.”
