Maddox
“I think this had to be the longest day ever.” Yawning, I threw myself onto the bed. “That was it, right? We don’t have to move again until tomorrow?”
The drive home wasn’t bad but unloading the car and getting all the clothes and tomatoes put away was the icing on the cake. Bryan hadn’t been comfortable with leaving the jars in the car overnight. He was probably right, but I wasn’t going to admit that.
Stretching out in bed, doing absolutely nothing sounded perfect.
“Well, if you want dinner, you’re going to have to move but other than that we’re done.” He laughed when I groaned.
“Why didn’t we go through the drive-thru again?”
“Because we had an overpriced lunch, and you wanted to save money, something about making dinner at home won’t be too hard?”
“Next time I’m an idiot tell me before we get to this point. Hamburgers or tacos would have been cheap. What the hell was I thinking?”
He rolled over, so he was cuddled against me and gave me a kiss. “You were thinking you were the best boyfriend and wanted to make the right decision. It’s cute.”
“I’m an idiot.”
“But a cute one with good intentions.” He grinned as I yawned again.
I didn’t feel that tired, and it wasn’t late but it felt like the longest day ever. Curling up next to B and going to sleep sounded fabulous. But so did dinner.
“How about I go make—”
I had to interrupt that train of thought. “Um, B…”
Laughing, he poked my side, making me wince. “I was going to say sandwiches.”
He was getting better in the kitchen and we hadn’t had any interesting mishaps in a while, but he still made me nervous when he was actually cooking. Even when he was paying attention, shit just seemed to go wrong.
“That sounds fabulous. In a few minutes.” I rolled over on my side and pulled him close. He was tucked in against my chest, his hands and fingers caressing me absentmindedly. “This is perfect for now.”
He sighed dramatically. “So I’m only good to cuddle with until you get hungry, huh? Then it’s, Shoo, go feed me?”
“You’re good for more than cuddling.” My hands wandered down his back, teasing at the top of his ass. He laughed but pushed back trying to get me to touch him more.
“I’m glad you need me around for more than making a quick dinner.” He giggled when I pinched his butt.
“Would you like me to show you how much I need you?” I rolled us over until I was lying on top of him. Arms braced by his head to take some of the weight, I pressed him down against the bed, knowing how much he loved feeling trapped.
“Oh, yes.” His eyes were starting to get that faraway look as I pinned his hands to the bed.
“I’m going to show you just how much I need you and not just for cuddling or dinner.” Rubbing my cock against his, I loved the way he shivered and moaned. He was so responsive and so beautiful sometimes I just wanted to lie back and watch him unravel without even thinking about myself.
That wasn’t the plan though.
Kissing down his neck, I listened as he moaned and felt him try to lie still. His hips seemed to have a mind of their own because no matter how hard he tried, they would thrust up and push his cock against mine. I nibbled and licked the long column as I ground our bodies together.
He made beautiful noises for me as I teased and tasted him. When I sat up and straddled him, he couldn’t decide if he liked the way things were going or if he was disappointed. His little moan of frustration stopped though when I reached out to strip his shirt off. Caressing and touching every part I revealed, by the time I had the rest of him naked, he’d stopped complaining.
Evidently, he liked the way things were going.
When I clumsily took off my own clothes and scrambled for the lube on the nightstand, because getting off the bed was too far from him, he was starting to ramble, need overwhelming his brain. “Can I…but I have to…it’s so hard to stay still…but can I…”
It wasn’t making complete sense, but I thought I could fill in the gaps. Letting my fingers trail down my chest, as I moved to straddle him again, I watched as he licked his lips and followed my hand with his gaze. “Do you want to touch me? Is that what you want?”
He nodded absently, his mind still focused on my body as I got closer to my cock. I was hard and aching already and it wouldn’t take much for me to rub our cocks together so we both could get off. I didn’t want it to end that quickly though.
Leaning forward just enough that our erections would run along the length of the others, I watched as he bucked and gasped, trying to stay still. I gave him a kiss, tenderly whispering the words against his mouth. “You can touch me.”
His hands came up without him seemingly having to think about it. Before I could even take another breath, his palms were caressing my chest. Fingers tracing circles around my nipples and over to touch as much of me as he could. He couldn’t seem to decide what he wanted; he just wanted everything.
Moving my cock away from his because the temptation to come was just too much, I started kissing down his neck again. There was no clothing to get in my way, so as I reached the bottom of his neck, I kept going. Kissing down his chest, licking his nipples and using my teeth to make him cry out with needy sounds.
Bryan tried to keep touching me but by the time I’d worked my way down his stomach, licking at his belly button, his arms had flopped down to the bed as he writhed and pleaded for more. I loved making him crazy.
“My beautiful boy.”
I used my teeth to nibble at his hip. I had to hold him down while he bucked and groaned as I teased the sensitive skin. His cock jumped, leaking precum with every aborted thrust and I knew where he wanted my mouth, but I had other ideas.
We were both too wound up for me to tease him much longer. He’d come the minute I wrapped my mouth around his length. That would end things too quickly. Sitting up, I moved off his legs. “Roll over. I want to show you just how much I need you.”
His gasp was half pleasure and half embarrassment. He knew what I was going to do, and he never wanted to admit how much he liked it—at least in the beginning. By the time he was ready for us to make love, he’d be begging for more, pushing his bottom up and pleading to be taken.
Rolling over, he blushed and hid his face against the mattress but he arched up and opened his legs. Lying on my stomach at the end of the bed, I ran my hands over his smooth skin, giving one cheek a kiss, I felt him start to shake with anticipation.
“I think I’m going to spend all day tomorrow showing you just how much I need you and how important you are to me.” Giving him another kiss, I worked my way closer to his clenched hole. “I think I’m going to put you in your cage and plug your bottom with the new toy we got today. It comes with a remote and has so many settings we’ll need to try out.”
He gasped and arched up higher, unconsciously begging for more. Every muscle was rigid and I could see his cock hanging down between his legs. “And did you see the clamps I got for your tits? You’re going to love them.”
“You…and…clamps…” His brain wouldn’t work enough for a sentence but he seemed to understand what I’d bought. He’d been lost in his own thoughts and more than a little overwhelmed in the shop earlier, so I’d thought he’d missed those.
“Oh yes, I have all kinds of goodies in the bag.”
“Shit.”
I reached up and gave his bottom a smack. He moaned and jerked. It looked like he couldn’t decide if he enjoyed it more or if he was sorry he was naughty. “Do you get to talk like that, boy?”
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Who do you belong to?”
“You, Sir.”
“And do I allow my boy to curse in bed or argue?” I growled out the words and watched as he squirmed, his cock bobbing and leaking precum.
“No, I’m supposed to be good. I’m sorry.” He didn’t sound sorry. He sounded needy and desperate.
“I think I’m going to have to spend all day tomorrow reminding you how to be good.” Almost a threat, almost a promise, it seemed to ratchet his arousal even higher.
“Yes, Sir.” Breathing heavy, his body shaking, he tried to find the words but failed. “Yes, Sir.”
“There’s going to be no doubt who you belong to tomorrow. You’re going to remember it for days.” He shivered, gasping with pleasure and couldn’t control the need to move because he thrust his cock down, trying to fuck himself against the bed.
Pop!
“Naughty boy.”
Broken moans and rambling pleading spilled out of him but it wasn’t enough words to make sense. Knowing he was right at the edge, I stopped teasing. Flicking my tongue over his tight hole, I worked the ring of muscles, kissing and making love to it until he was shaking and straining to stay still.
When he was loose and wet, I slid one finger gently inside while I kissed down his perineum and teased at his balls. Stretching him, careful to not play with his prostate too much, he started to beg when I eased out of him.
“Please, more…Sir…please…”
“I’m not going to leave you.” Reaching down, I grabbed the lube and slicked up two fingers. Beautiful noises tore out of him as I eased them in. Stretching him, I kissed around his bottom and used my teeth to leave little marks on his skin.
By the time I’d added a third he was frantic, pleading and nearly incoherent with need. When I pulled my fingers out again, he thrust his bottom up, impatient and afraid I would stop. “Roll over. I want to see you when I make love to you, B.”
He was a mess of arms and legs, nothing working quite right but eventually, he managed to roll over. Pulling his legs up, there was no embarrassment and no hesitation. He’d reached the point where he didn’t care how he looked or what was happening, he just needed.
Bracing his legs with my arms, I slowly slid deep into him with one thrust. Shaking, he arched up. Neither of us was going to last very long, so I didn’t even try. Taking him hard, I felt his pleasure roll through him every time the head of my cock rubbed against his prostate.
Trembling and desperate to fight against his orgasm, he was incredible. Just watching him had my orgasm pushing against me and I could feel my balls pulling up. I wanted to stay like that all night, watching my incredible man come completely apart, but my body had other plans.
Pushing his legs up a little more, I pegged his prostate with one thrust and gave him the permission he’d been desperate to hear. “Come.”
He exploded, cum shooting out of him in long ropes that striped his stomach. His orgasm pulled mine right from my body. Muscles clenching around my cock, I didn’t stand a chance. Leaning down, I took his mouth as I shot off deep inside him, marking him.
“Love you so much.” I mumbled how much he meant to me and how perfect he was between desperate kisses. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close long after my orgasm had stopped. As my cock softened and slid out of his body, he shivered but refused to release me.
“I want to clean you up.” I gave him a quick kiss.
“No, not yet. I’m not ready to let go.”
He was so sweet and earnest it made my heart ache. “You never have to let me go. I love you.”
“I love you too. No matter what, I’ll be there for you.”
He was everything I needed.
I’d never imagined loving somebody as much as I did him. When you could see deep inside someone, when you knew every need and desire, it was incredible. Remembering back to when there was so much about him I didn’t understand, when he was that puzzle with the pieces missing, it seemed like we’d come so far.
No matter what happened in our life, we would always have each other. We had our perfect puzzle.
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