Be good for your dom,” Rob said, pressing a sweet kiss to Aiden's lips. “I'm going to take a shower.”

“Uh huh,” Aiden cast a worried look in Steve's direction.

“What do you say?”

Aiden blushed, realizing Rob was going to make him say it in front of Steve again. The word held even more power now that it meant something concrete. He lowered his eyes and mumbled.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good boy,” Rob said, ruffling his hair.

“Is that right?” Steve asked the question as he came through the door, passing Rob on his way out. “Are you a good boy?”

“Sometimes,” Aiden grinned.

Steve was so much harder and rougher than Rob, but there was something about the way they interacted which made him feel wickedly alive. Aiden loved Rob, but he was addicted to Steve.

The muscled man crawled onto the bed, pushing Aiden back bit by bit until Aiden found himself lying under Steve's massive form. Dark eyes swept over him with a possessive glee.

“Fuck yes,” Steve muttered under his breath. “You're fucking perfect.”

Aiden blushed, for very different reasons than he had with Rob. Steve's sexual hunger was palpable as he moved back and began pulling his clothes off, revealing that fucking incredible body. He had to be at least twice the mass of Aiden, a horny monster ready to take everything Aiden had to give.

When he was fully nude, he came back down atop Aiden, grabbing Aiden's hair and pressing a ferocious kiss to his lips. Their cocks rubbed against one another as they ground on the bed, pure lust igniting between them.

“I got to talk to you,” Steve said, taking a breath between kisses. “Before I take your sweet little ass.”

“Talk?” Aiden groaned at the word.

“Yeah. Rob suggested it. He's usually right.”

Steve sat up, pulling Aiden up with him. Aiden's cock was straining, thoroughly uninterested in conversation. Daddy hadn't let him cum, but his dom would, he was sure of it.

“About what happened that night...”

“I really don't want to talk about it,” Aiden said.

“Well we're going to,” Steve insisted. “I know I hurt you, boy. I'm betting if I had talked to you that night instead of sitting there like an asshole, you would never have made that call.”

“Probably not,” Aiden agreed. There was no point in denying it. He wanted honesty, right?

“Boy, don't you ever do anything that stupid again,” Steve growled, grabbing Aiden's face by the chin, his large fingers running all the way up Aiden's cheeks, locking his jaw in place and making it impossible to speak. “I will always want you. No matter what. I don't give a fuck what happens between us, you will keep yourself alive to the best of your abilities, or I swear to god I will cane your ass.”

It was a real threat, delivered with such intensity that Aiden trembled. This was Steve as he truly was, a dominant, rough, determined man who would not tolerate his antics at all.

“Understand?”

“Yessir,” Aiden squeaked. It was hard to speak with his face captured, but he managed to get enough of a noise out to make Steve satisfied.

“It's good you've got Rob to be your daddy, because boy, if you step out of line, I am going to be your worst fucking nightmare,” Steve growled with delicious threat, releasing Aiden's face and pulling him into a tight, rough hug which ignited both their desires.

Enough of the talk. Aiden wanted to fuck.

He grazed his teeth over Steve's neck, then bit down just hard enough to leave an impression.

“Bad boy!” Steve slapped his ass in retaliation.

“Uh huh,” Aiden grinned.

“You want to get rough, brat?”

“Yeah, if you got it in you.”

The taunt worked.

Steve picked him up and threw him back down on the bed wrestling style. Aiden laughed as he bounced off the mattress, nearly coming to mischief on the floor before Steve grabbed him and pulled him back to safety. Squirming his hips, he did his best to tempt his stern dom with his ass.

It worked.

“I'm going to fuck you,” Steve announced. “Reach back and spread your cheeks for me, boy.”

Fuck yes. Aiden had been craving this for too long. He put his hands back and pulled his cheeks open, giving his dom a view of his tight little bud. Steve pulled some lube from somewhere and started pushing his fingers against Aiden's ass, wasting no time on foreplay. The last weeks had been their foreplay, and sucking his daddy's cock had left Aiden more than ready to be properly fucked.

“I'm going to take this ass every damn day,” Steve growled, pushing his fingers past Aiden's tight ring of muscle while he slapped his cock against Aiden's ass with the other hand. “You are going to scream for me, boy.”

Aiden was already gasping as his dom fingered him, those thick digits spreading his hole perfectly. He wanted more though. He wanted Steve inside him. He wanted to be filled with hard cock, to know that he was fully owned in every way.

He didn't have to wait long. As soon as Steve was certain his hole was lubed, he pushed the thick head of his dick against it and began to sink forwards.

“I've uhm...”

“What, boy?” Steve grabbed the back of his neck.

“I've never been fucked like this before,” Aiden admitted, his voice squeezing up an octave as Steve's hips bumped forward and pushed the head of this thick dick right into Aiden's ass.

“First time for everything, brat,” Steve said, urging his hips forward a little more slowly, giving Aiden maybe a fraction more of the time to adjust than he otherwise would have.

“It hurts,” Aiden whimpered.

“I know,” Steve growled, his response sending bolts of excitement through Aiden's prone form. “Your ass should be sore, the way you behaved before we got you here. You were a little shit, weren't you.”

“Unghhh, yes sir,” Aiden squeaked as Steve's cock sank a little deeper.

“Your daddy's going to cuddle you and coddle you and spank your ass when you need it,” Steve said. “I'm just going to whip you and fuck you, and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. Every hole you've got is mine, boy. Got it?”

“Yes!” Fuck yes. Being taken like this was driving Aiden insane with lust. Every rough thing Steve said as he sank his cock deeper and deeper made Aiden's entire body tingle, his cock so fucking hard against the bed he could barely stand it.