Avery
I’d longed for Graham every day since he’d gone back to Charlotte. Now it was finally the day we’d be reunited. I should’ve been ready to explode with excitement, but ever since I’d left the house this morning, things had been going wrong. First, I’d tripped on a rut in the sidewalk and spilled my coffee all over myself. Midmorning, we had a power failure while I was in the middle of blowing out a new client’s hair. After lunch, I dropped an eyeshadow palette, and it broke apart all over the floor. Then I had to fix the toilet in one of the bathrooms when it overflowed. I wasn’t otherwise occupied, because one of my appointments was a no-show.
The only thing keeping me from running out of work screaming was texting Graham. Every time I told him about one more shitty thing that had happened, he sent hearts, emojis, and hints about what he would do to me later. If I survived these next three hours, I could go home to him, and he would make me feel better. So I knew that, despite all this, I was a lucky man.
Carol, one of the other stylists, stuck her head into the break room. “The Wilson bridal party is here.”
I like doing makeovers. I like doing makeovers, I chanted to myself. I’d had the “pleasure” of meeting this particular bridezilla and her giggling posse a few months ago. I was not looking forward to having them tell me what they wanted and then refusing to listen to my suggestions of what would actually look good on them.
“I’ll be right there.” I sent Graham one more text telling him to pray for me, downed a glass of water, and went to face my fate.
***
“Graham!” I called when I stepped into his condo.
He didn’t answer, so I headed into the living room. He was there on the couch. He put his laptop down, stood, and faced me.
I sucked in my breath as he looked me up and down, heat in his eyes.
“Daddy?”
He took my bag from my shoulder and set it down. “I have an idea for how to make you forget all about your bad day, but if you’d rather have dinner first or—”
“No.” I licked my lips. “I like your ideas. I like them a lot.”
“Bend over the back of the couch,” he said.
“Yes, Daddy.”
At first I’d been slightly startled by him jumping right into role play, but then I’d realized this was exactly what I needed. He was doing this for me, to relax me, and that got me hard in record time. I got into position, sticking my ass out and shaking it, which earned me the slap I expected. “Ow!”
“Hush. Good boys stay still and quiet while their Daddy works them over.”
Oh my God. “Yes, Daddy.”
He unbuckled my pants and pushed them and my briefs down until they pooled around my ankles.
“Step out and kick them away,” he commanded.
I did and then I looked over my shoulder to see what he was doing. I really wanted to know where this was going. Hopefully toward something nice and thick stuffed up my ass.
“Head down.”
“Daddy,” I whined, knowing I was pushing him.
He slapped my ass hard, making me cry out. Then he hit me again in the same spot. “Fuck, that hurts.”
“It’s supposed to, and if I have to do it again, my boy won’t get to come tonight.”
Shit. I really, really needed to come. Graham had mercy on me one of the nights we Skyped, talking me through an incredible orgasm, but other than that, I hadn’t come in ten days. “I’ll be good, Daddy.”
“I hope so. Now stick that hot ass out and arch your back.”
That I had no problem doing, but I jumped when he drizzled cold lube onto me, letting it slide down my crack.
“Is that cold, boy?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Boy?”
His tone made me shiver. “Yes, it’s cold, Daddy.”
“Better.” He slid his fingers through the lube and circled my hole, teasing, making me want to beg. I bit my lip to hide my need.
“Stop holding back, boy. I want to hear you beg.”
He always knew what I was feeling, even when he couldn’t see my face. “Daddy, please.”
“Tell me what you need.”
“I need you to fuck me.”
He chuckled. “We’re a long way from that.”
I groaned. “Daddy.”
“Boy, you’re asking for a spanking and a cock cage.”
“Oh, my God.”
He leaned close. “Would you let me do that to you?”
“I… I don’t know.”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to decide now, and you don’t have to do it ever. I just thought about how hot it would be.”
“Yeah,” I whispered the word as I imagined it.
“My boy all locked up, unable to get off without his daddy.”
“Fuck.” He made it sound incredible.
“Of course you’re so good you obey without it, don’t you?”
“I want to. I want to be good.”
“You are.” He pushed a few fingers into me, working them deep, twisting them and fucking me with them until I was panting and fighting the urge to fuck back into them.
He stroked my back. “See, you’re so good. You do just what Daddy tells you to.” He wrapped a hand around my cock and gave it a slow pull. “You’re learning to hold off longer, aren’t you?”
I whimpered. “I don’t know if I… if I can…”
He let go of my cock and pulled his fingers from my ass. I couldn’t decide if I was disappointed or grateful he stopped so I didn’t come without permission.
“Face me and kneel.”
I scrambled to obey. I could see his hard cock pressing against his dress pants. I wanted to please him, to make him feel as good as I did. “Daddy, can I suck your cock?”
“Not now, boy.” He reached into a bag that sat on the floor behind him and pulled out a blue dildo. It was a little smaller around than his cock but longer, with a pair of huge fake balls at the base.
He brushed it over my lips. “Suck on this. Get it good and wet so it’s ready for your ass.” I could feel precum dripping from my cock as I licked my lips and opened my mouth.
I reached for the dildo, but he stepped away. “Hands behind your back.”
I did as he said, and he pushed the dildo into my mouth, giving me only a little at first. The tip was smooth but there were ridges along the shaft.
“That’s good, boy. Coat it in your spit.”
I sucked it sloppily, and he pushed it farther in. “Open up. I want you to take it all.”
I wasn’t sure I could, but I wanted to. I wanted to please him so badly.
He pushed it deeper, and I gagged, tears coming to my eyes. He pulled back. “You’re trying so hard. I’m proud of you, boy.”
“I want to try again, Daddy. I can do it.” I was determined to, because it was what he wanted from me, and I wanted to please him. It made me feel powerful. Yes, I was on my knees. Yes, he was pushing a long dildo down my throat, but I was free to say no, and I was giving him pleasure.
“It’s okay, boy. We can stop now.”
I shook my head and leaned forward to lick the spit-slick tip of the dildo.
Graham growled and slid it into my mouth, fucking me with it. Then he pushed it deeper. I swallowed around it. He pulled back and then pushed it in again, all the way this time. I gagged around it, and he pulled it out quickly, but I’d done it, I’d taken it all.
His eyes were wide, and he had a hand over the bulge in his pants. “That was amazing, boy. Seeing you with this down your throat almost made me come.”
I grinned. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“Turn around and get on your hands and knees. I want to see that gorgeous ass again.”
I did as he asked and immediately felt the tip of the dildo press against my ass, feeling glad Graham had already lubed and stretched it.
“I’m going to fill you up with this, and then I’ll have you get my cock all slicked up too.”
“Oh my God. Are you…?”
“I’m going to fuck you with this.” He pushed the dildo in and the sting made my breath catch. “And then I’m going to put my cock in you too, right alongside it. I’ll stretch your ass so good, so nice and wide.”
“Holy fuck. Daddy. Please.”
“You want that?”
“Yes. I want you to fill me up like that, split me open.”
“I will. You’ll be so full you’ll think you can’t take it.”
“I can, Daddy. I’m a good boy.”
“You are.” He stroked my ass as he pushed the dildo deeper. “But that doesn’t mean you have to do this if it’s too much. You can stop me any time.”
“Thank you, Daddy. You take such good care of me.”
I glanced back at him. He was watching my ass swallow the dildo as he worked it all the way in. The look on his face showed wonder, lust, pride, and maybe something more. I shuddered and let my head drop down as the silicone balls pressed against me. I felt so full already. “Fuck.”
“Breathe, boy.”
I tried to drag air into my lungs, but they felt constricted. My pulse pounded in my ears. He was really going to fuck me with his cock and a dildo. It was going to hurt, but I wanted it so badly I could come just thinking about it.
“Daddy?” My voice was hoarse and strained.
He rubbed my back. “Tell me what you need, boy.”
“I want to do this, but I need to come.”
He chuckled, the sound low and dark. “Yes, you do.”
“Please let me come so… so I…”
“Say it, boy. I may not grant your wish, but I will always listen to you.”
“I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold back if you’re stretching my ass like you want to, and I won’t enjoy it as much if I’m fighting not to come.”
“So you want me to take the edge off. Is that right?”
I bit my lip, considering telling him to never mind, but that was what I’d been thinking. “Yes, Daddy.”
He pulled the dildo from my ass, and it made an obscene sound as it popped free. “Turn around, boy.”
I knelt at his feet, my cock jutting out in front of me, red and needy as I waited to see if he’d give me what I’d asked for.
He stroked my cheek and ran his fingers along my jaw. “I love watching you struggle, boy. You’re so beautiful when you suffer, and you come so hard for me when I make you hold off.”
I started to speak, but he laid a finger over my lips. “Not yet.”
He walked all the way around me and I could feel him watching me. “Will you really enjoy this more if you aren’t having to hold back?”
“Um… I think so. Yes.”
He moved back in front of me and raised his brows. “Are you sure?”
Was I, or was I just so desperate I’d say anything for a chance to come? “I think so.”
“Boy, do you trust me?”
I nodded. I still didn’t understand how I’d known instinctively that he would never hurt me, but I did, and he’d proven me right many times.
“Will you let me make this decision for you?”
“Yes, Daddy.” The answer came automatically.
“Thank you, boy. I’m going to put a cock ring on you, and you’re going to wait. You’re resisting, because you’ve had a hard day, but I know how good it will be for you if I make you wait.”
“Daddy,” I whined.
“Do you need my belt first? Because your pretty ass will hurt a lot more if I spank you first.”
“No, Daddy. I’ll be good.”
“I know you will. Now I want you on the bed on your back.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I tried to stand, but I was dizzy and my legs shook. He took hold of my arms.
“Can you walk, baby?”
“If you help me.”
He took hold of my chin and forced me to look at him. “Avery, are you okay? You remember your safeword, right?”
“It’s red, Daddy, and I’m all right. I need this so much. I’m just a little scared.”
“Of it hurting too much?”
“I… Yeah.”
“It’s okay. I’ll go slow, and I’ll stop right away if you ask me to. I won’t love you any less if you don’t want this.”
I sucked in my breath. Love? Had I heard that right? “Graham?”
“Not now.” He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bed. When he laid me on my back, I pulled my legs up, opening myself for him.
He got a cock ring from his bag and put it on me. Then he held out the dildo.
“Fuck yourself with this, and don’t stop unless I tell you to.”
“Oh my God.”
“Boy?”
“I’m sorry. Yes, sir, Daddy.”
I brought the dildo between my legs and pushed it into me, groaning as I did.
“That’s right, boy, all the way in.”
I pushed deeper until I felt like it was impossibly far inside me. I tilted my hips, and it grazed my prostate, making me cry out.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I cried.
“Keep going. In and out. Nice and slow.” He straddled my shoulders as he spoke. “Now suck me while you fuck yourself. Get me nice and wet, so I can wreck your ass. You’re going to take me and that dildo, and you’re going to love it.”
I whimpered as he brushed his cock against my lips the way he had with the dildo a few moments before. I curled forward so I could take him in. I needed this, needed him to choke me with his cock while I worked the dildo into myself. My cock ached. A puddle of precum had already gathered on my stomach.
I would’ve begged Daddy again to let me come, but his cock was deep in my throat, and all I could do was moan around it.
“Fuck, that’s good, boy.” He worked his hips, fucking my mouth, more gentle than he’d been with the dildo. My throat hurt, but I didn’t care. I wanted to hurt for him. I’d missed him so much this week.
Finally he pulled out of me and wiped my drool-covered face with the sheet. “Keep the dildo still inside you, baby.”
I did, and he knelt between my legs and put his hand over mine. “I’ve got it now. You hold your legs.”
With his other hand, he picked up the lube, but instead of squirting it on his cock, he drizzled it over mine. Then he gripped me tight and slid his hand up and down.
“Daddy!”
“Relax, boy.”
“I can’t. You know I can’t.”
He slapped my ass hard. “Don’t tell me what I know.”
“Please. I’m sorry, Daddy. Please.” Tears stung my eyes.
He kept stroking me, slow but relentless.
“Why are you pushing me so hard?”
“Because you need it.”
The tears began to roll down my cheeks then. “I do. How did you know?”
“I’m not sure. I just do. Now let me give it to you.”
I drew in a shaky breath, tears still spilling over. “Yes, Daddy. Please give me what I need.”
He kissed the inside of my knees. “You’re such a good boy.”
A few moments later, he let go of my aching cock, squirted more lube into his hand, and used it to coat his shaft.
“Put your hands over your head,” he demanded as he pulled the dildo from my body.
I did, even though I wanted to touch him so badly I nearly begged for it.
“I’m going to fuck you bare now, boy. Is that okay?”
I sucked in my breath as I nodded frantically. We’d both gotten back negative test results, and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me with nothing between us.
He gripped my thighs as he eased in. “So good, boy. So hot and tight.”
I groaned, wanting to beg for more but knowing he would set the pace. Finally he pushed all the way in and then began to move. “I’m going to fill your ass with my cum, boy.”
“Yes, please, Daddy!”
“I want to see it dripping out of you.”
“Oh, God.” I worked my hips, desperate for more, but he pulled out.
“It’s time to stretch that ass some more.”
“Please.”
He rubbed more lube over the dildo, then pushed it back in. After fucking me with it for a moment, he left it partway in and slid a slick finger around the rim of my stretched hole before pushing it into me alongside the dildo.
“Daddy, I—”
“Shhh. Relax and just let it happen.”
“I… I’ll try.”
“You can do this, boy. I know you can.”
He added another finger, and it hurt. God, it hurt, but I wanted it. The pain was somehow making me need to come even more. “Daddy, please.”
“Please what?”
“Your cock. I want your cock in me.”
“I know, boy. Do you really think you’re ready?”
He held my gaze, and I bit my lip. Would I ever really be ready? “If you think I am, Daddy.”
He smiled. “You are. You’re my good boy who’s ready for my cock.”
He added more lube and then positioned himself between my legs. He pulled the dildo almost all the way out, and I felt the tip of his cock brush against me. Then he was pushing in. There was pressure and pain. It stung so badly my eyes watered.
“Fuck, that’s tight. Are you really going to fit?”
“I’ll fit. Just be patient.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Entering me seemed to take forever. I tried not to fight it, but there was a moment when I really thought I’d split in two. Then he was there, all the way inside me along with the dildo. He made shallow thrusts that were messy and uncoordinated, but at some point it went from painful to the hottest thing ever.
“Daddy! Daddy, please! I need to come. Please let me!” My balls were going to explode. I couldn’t hold back anymore.
He looked down to where my ass was stretched around him and the toy. “So hot. You’ve done so good taking all this.”
He pulled the dildo and his cock all the way out. When he pushed back in, it was just him. He unfastened the cock ring. “Come for me, boy.”
He fucked me hard and deep, and I cried out, working my hips, trying to take him into me as far as I could. “Yes, fuck me, Daddy.”
In seconds I was coming, my release burning through me in nearly painful spasms. Graham was right behind me. He dug his fingers into my thighs and jerked his hips against my ass. Then I felt the hot flood of his cum.
The way Graham looked at me when he emptied himself stole what little breath I had left. I wanted to say something, but my brain had shut down.
After taking a moment to recover, he pulled out and lay down next to me. I reached down to touch the wetness on my inner thighs. “I can feel your cum sliding out of me.”
“Fuck. I need to see.” I opened my legs, and he shifted position. “That’s so hot. Your ass is all stretched out, and my cum is all over you.”
I smiled. “I love how it feels, Daddy.”
He touched the edge of my hole, and I flinched.
“Too sore?”
“Kinda, but you don’t have to stop.”
“I’m already getting hard again just looking at you. That shouldn’t be possible this fast.” He slid his fingers through the stickiness and brought them to my mouth.
Holy fuck, I would never have thought I’d like this, but as I licked them clean, my cock filled again.
“Fuck some of it back into me, Daddy.”
He growled as he rose up on his knees and pushed his cock into me again. “This feels incredible, boy.”
“Can you come again, Daddy?”
“I don’t know.”
“I want you to. I want it on me this time. I want to be covered in your cum, inside and out.”
“You’re insatiable, boy.”
“Only for you, Daddy.”
He pulled out and stretched out over me, lining our cocks up so they rubbed against each other as he flexed his hips. I held onto his waist as I bucked up, adding more friction. We were slick with lube and cum, and it was glorious. His movements grew more and more erratic.
“Boy, tell me what you want, talk to me.”
“I want to make you come again.” I held on tight and worked my hips as fast as I could. I wasn’t sure where all the energy had come from. I’d been sure I was thoroughly sated until I felt his cum slide out of me. “Please, Daddy. I love your cum. I want more of it.”
“Goddammit, boy, you’re so good to me.”
“I want to be, Daddy. Come for me, Daddy. Come all over me. I love being messy, claimed, marked by you.”
“Holy fuck!” He tensed and then I felt the hot splash of his seed on my stomach. The sensation sent me over too. When we finished, he rolled off me and onto his back. I looked down my body. “Wow. I’m a complete mess.”
He grunted as he shifted onto his side. “What you are is beautiful.”
I whimpered. The way he was looking at me was so hot, and I still wanted more, but— “I can’t go again. I just can’t.”
“Baby.” He ran his hand through the mess on my stomach. “Neither can I, but you are the sexiest man I’ve ever seen.”
Heat rushed to my face at the compliment. How could I feel shy with him after what we’d just done?
He caressed me and then brought his fingers to his mouth, eyes going closed as he sucked them.
“So hot, Daddy.”
“I love tasting us together.”
“Kiss me.”
He did, his tongue sliding along mine. He licked at my lips and then tugged the bottom one with his teeth. My cock wanted to stir, but I was thoroughly spent.
Graham smiled at me when he pulled back. “I’m going to get you some water and then clean you up.”
“Thank you, Daddy. That was just what I needed.”
He smiled. “I thought it would be.”