Page 34 of Need Him
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Gareth woke as a hand clenched his hip. The bruising grip shot him to wakefulness, and he immediately took in the scene. Ben’s hand was gripping his hip, and he was rubbing his ass against Gareth’s morning wood. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t mind being woken that way, but Ben was misbehaving, and Gareth needed to teach his boy a lesson.
He slid his hand around Ben’s waist and down to his cock, encircling the hard shaft. Ben shuddered and groaned, rolling his head back to rest against Gareth’s shoulder. Gareth stroked him twice and tightened his grip around the base. Ben gasped, eyelids flying wide.
“What…?” Ben frowned, an icy glint entering his eyes. “Well,thatwasn’t nice.”
Gareth lowered his mouth to Ben’s ear. “Neither was taking something you hadn’t been given permission to.”
“Oh, come on!”
“Who does this belong to?” Gareth squeezed, and Ben exhaled heavily.
“You.” The tone was anything but conciliatory.
“Who?” Gareth tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, keeping eye contact.
Ben licked his lips. “You, Daddy.”
“So why are you trying to get off when I’ve not given you permission?”
“Please? I’m… I need…”
“You don’t know what you need, boy. That’s why I’m here.” Gareth let go, and Ben whimpered. “Now, roll onto your back and hands above your head.”
Ben did as asked, and Gareth straddled him, making sure he braced himself on his hands and knees so their bodies didn’t touch where he knew Ben needed them to. Ben tried lifting his hips, but Gareth used one hand to press them back to the bed, then returned his hand to the bed.
“Behave, or you’ll understand the meaning of my edging record.”
Ben’s eyes flared. Maybe it was something he would enjoy, in which case, Gareth needed a different threat. Gareth leaned down and captured Ben’s lips, taking things slow and easy—a gentle good morning kiss instead of a frantic, need-filled one. Ben’s hands tangled in Gareth’s hair, and Gareth pulled back, staring at Ben until he replaced his hands above his head. Then, and only then, did Gareth kiss him again. When Ben’s hips brushed against Gareth’s groin, Gareth pulled back again, staring until Ben gave a bitten-off curse and rested his hips again. Ben was a fast learner, and though he squirmed, his first attempt at taking orders went well.
After several minutes of this, with the result being Ben slack and relaxed, Gareth dropped his weight to Ben, covering him with his body. Gareth was as hard as Ben was, if not more, and they both needed a release.
“This is our first time together,” Gareth whispered against Ben’s ear. “I want this to last, but I want us both to remember it. We only get one first time together, and I want this to be yourbestfirst time.”
That probably didn’t express exactly what Gareth was trying to say, but he hoped he got his point across.
“I want you however I can have you,” Ben said, eyes locked onto Gareth’s.
“You have me, Ben. You already have me.”
Gareth quickly grabbed the lube and a condom from the bedside table and dropped them beside him. He pressed their lips together, harder, deeper than the previous times. He couldn’t get enough of his taste, and now he knew where they were heading, his arousal skyrocketed. Already, he could feel their precome mixing and sliding between them as their cocks thrust against each other, making Gareth feel like he was a teenager again and could come just like this. Usually, he had more restraint. He lost a portion of his control when Ben was around, and that was dangerous. But for their first time, he could allow it. Hewouldallow it.
He kissed across Ben’s jaw, nipping at his earlobe before descending the column of his neck and down his chest to his nipples. Ben was highly sensitive, and it didn’t take long for him to be writhing beneath him as Gareth licked, sucked and bit at his nubs in turn. He felt Ben’s fingers against his head, and he paused, not looking up, waiting to see if Ben would understand or if Gareth needed to remind him. Within seconds, the hands were gone, and Gareth continued. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Ben to touch him; it was that he wanted Ben to learn that Gareth was in charge. His Daddy was in charge.
Gareth continued his ministrations until Ben was squirming beneath him once more, and he proceeded lower and lower. When he stopped above Ben’s cock, there was a pool of precome waiting for Gareth on Ben’s stomach. He lapped at it, groaning as the flavour burst across his tongue. He intended to drive Ben crazy while he prepared his ass for him, but that taste—Gareth wasn’t sure if he would last without sending Ben over the edge so he could taste his release.
“Fuck, Ben. You’re addictive.”
“Please, Daddy!” he murmured.
Ben’s words warmed Gareth’s heart, but he didn’t miss the way Ben’s shaft jerked in response.
“I’ll give you everything, Ben. Don’t you worry.”
Gareth licked up the underside of Ben’s cock, swirling his tongue against the sensitive nerves beneath the tip before swiping across the head and gathering all the precome waiting for him. He was sure there would be plenty more for him as he continued.
He fumbled around on the bed for the lube while he played at seeing what noises he could drag from his boy. The tube opened easily enough, and he concentrated on Ben’s cock as he slicked his fingers enough to start sending Ben higher. Lifting his head, he gazed at the pupil-blown, flushed face, and he smiled. “Ready?”
