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“Boy.”
“Yes, Daddy?”
“Stroke your cock.”
He whimpers but obeys. I watch the movement of his arm and shoulder so I can move my hips in time with his hand. It’s not long before he’s letting out a continuous, needy groan.
“Daddy. Please.”
I know he can’t take anymore, not if I edge him again. Besides, nor can I. The anticipation has built up within me to the point that I have to open the floodgates.
“Come,” I order.
And he does. I thrust into him faster and harder as his body quakes. He screams ‘Daddy’ over and over as his arse squeezes my cock tight. It’s better than hearing him scream my name. If that’s what’s on his lips, it proves he wants a Daddy. That he wants me to be his Daddy. The thought tips me over the edge into delirium. My cock pulses and jerks inside him as my balls start to empty. I thrust through my orgasm, wanting to savour every last second of it.
“You’re my boy,” I gasp.
“Yes, Daddy. Yes.”
I pull my cock free of him, grasp it and splatter the last drops of cum over his arse. “Fucking gorgeous.” I put my hands on his arse cheeks and squeeze them together so my cum dribbles out of his glistening pucker. “So fucking gorgeous.” The sticky white substance drips down his inner thighs. “I wish I had an anal plug.”
“Daddy?”
“Then I’d plug your arse up with my cum inside you.”
He shudders. “Oh, Daddy.”
“Would you like that one day, boy?”
“Uh-huh.”
I pull him into my arms and lie with him on the clean, dry side of the bed. The smell of sweat and cum fills the air, and I can’t get enough of it or the feeling of his damp skin against mine. My heart patters like crazy. I can feel the flutter of Wren’s heart beneath my palm. We gasp and pant as we catch our breath. I press kisses to his temple. He turns his face so I can capture his lips and drive my tongue into his mouth. He sucks on it and moans.
“Oh, fuck, boy, you were amazing.”
“So were you, Daddy. Thank you.”
I hold him until we’ve stopped trembling and our hearts and breathing have calmed.
“Don’t move.”
He chuckles. “I don’t think I can.”
I go into my en suite and run a flannel under warm water. I clean him and then myself. Once I’ve discarded the flannel into my wash basket, I take some spare blankets into the lounge and create him a nest on the sofa. I carry him through and leave him snuggled up with a drink and a snack while I change the bedding. That done, I join him on the sofa, where we cuddle and kiss for an indeterminate amount of time.
When I’m sure we’ve recovered and that we have the capacity to think clearly, I cup his face and stare into his eyes. “Wren.”
He raises his eyebrows a fraction.
“Will you be my boy?”
His pupils shrink.
“Not just tonight,” I say in case he wasn’t sure what I meant. “But tomorrow and for as long as you’ll have me after that. I promise I’ll take care of you and that I’ll never hurt you again.” I lick my lips and then plough on. “I thought I’d never see you again. But fate brought us together, and I don’t want to let this second chance slip through my fingers. You were always what I wanted, Wren. The missing piece of my heart.”
“You’re what I’ve been searching for,” he whispers. “I never stopped loving you. I tried to tell myself I had, but I hadn’t.” He flings his arms around my neck and holds me tight. “I would love to be your boy, Daddy.”
“Oh, thank fuck.” I laugh as relief hits me full force in the chest. “I was afraid you’d say no.”
