Page 70 of Need Him
While Gareth distracted Ben with the water and his other hand, he reached for the water-friendly lube, squeezing some on his fingers. He rubbed his fingers together and slid his hand around Ben’s front and between his legs, already spread by Gareth’s legs. A gasp escaped from his boy when Gareth’s fingers massaged his pucker and his nipples simultaneously. Ben’s ass pressed against his cock, and he hissed, biting at Ben’s earlobe.
The fingers at Ben’s ass pressed inside, one at a time, stretching him for Gareth’s shaft. He left little bite marks along Ben’s neck and shoulder as he prepared him, and Ben’s whimpering grew louder and louder. When Gareth deemed him ready, he moved both their legs so Ben could straddle him and fitted his cock head to his entrance.
“Ready, sweetheart?”
“Always,” Ben cried.
Gareth sank deep, leaving no prisoners until he was sheathed entirely, and Ben’s ass rested on his thighs. He pulled Ben back again, resting their bodies together, and gently rocked his hips. He wanted this to be a soft, slow climb to the top to rid Ben of all the tension he was holding.
“Close your eyes.” When Ben did, Gareth reached for the treat—his shower toy. The hollow cylinder of silicone would wrap nicely around Ben’s cock, and the dual sensations should send him higher.
He squeezed some more lube into his hand and encircled Ben’s cock, spreading it all over. Ben’s choked gasp had Gareth smiling. He couldn’t wait to see what his reaction was to this because Gareth had not shown him the toy before now. Continuing to stroke him for a moment, he readied the toy and swapped his hand for it. The moment it enclosed Ben’s cock, Ben arched his back and nearly headbutted him. Ben’s fingernails dug into the skin of his sides when Gareth strummed his nipples again.
The reaction Ben had to the toy showed Gareth that this wouldn’t be a slow climb like he wanted. Ben was already shaking with holding back, and his pleading words were merging into a long stream of incoherent babble. Gareth felt him tighten around his cock and groaned.
“Fuck, sweetheart. Do you like that? Huh? Being impaled and having something around your dick?”
Gareth increased the speed of his thrusts and his hands, trying to keep an eye on the water level as their movements created waves.
“Yes, Daddy! Oh, fuck, yes!” Ben kissed the underside of Gareth’s jaw.
Gareth slid his hand between them, pressing against Ben’s back. “Get onto your knees, boy. Take what you need.”
Ben struggled to move, and in the end, he stood, turned to face Gareth and straddled him again. Gareth held his cock to his entrance, and Ben slid down, groaning all the way. When he was in place, Gareth slid the toy over Ben’s cock again.
“That’s it. Move. Take me,” Gareth growled. He could see everything: Ben leaning back, his hands on Gareth’s knees, Gareth’s cock disappearing into his hole, the toy surrounding Ben’s dick, the expression of bliss on Ben’s face. Gareth’s climax roared to the front, but he held on, barely. He wanted them to come as close together as they could.
“Come on, sweetheart. Come for me.”
Ben’s movements increased, and Gareth stopped caring about the water, which was sloshing over the sides of the bath now.
“Yes! Daddy, I’m coming!”
Squirts of come landed on Gareth’s chest and face and sent him over the edge. He gripped Ben’s thigh as he pulsed inside him, glad once more that they had got tested and decided to forgo condoms. Feeling him bare was an amazing sensation that wasn’t diminished by a latex covering.
He continued stroking the toy up and down Ben’s cock, the aftershocks of both their orgasms rocking through them until Ben hissed and flinched. Ben collapsed onto him, and Gareth threw the toy into the water at the other end of the bath and wrapped his arms around his boy.
They stayed there until the water grew cold, then Gareth helped Ben out of the bath and wrapped him in a large towel, swinging him up into his arms and carefully navigating across the wet floor to the bedroom. He tucked Ben into bed, towel and all, covered him with a duvet and strode back to the bathroom to clean up. He mopped the water up with towels. Luckily, it hadn’t been as bad as he’d thought, but he needed a different plan for when they did this again.
Once it was as dry as he could get it, he wandered back into the bedroom and sat beside Ben.
“Are you okay?”
Ben blinked open his eyes. “Perfect, but I’m worn out now.”
“That’s okay. Sleep. I’ll wake you in a little while.”
“No, I have stuff to do.” He tried to rise, but Gareth pressed him back down.
“Everything is under control. Sleep.”
Ben sighed. “Don’t let me sleep too long.”
“I promise.” It was a promise he would happily break because what Ben didn’t know was that Lindsay had been at The Pub all afternoon getting things ready. Ben didn’t have to be there until just before it started. Gareth owed their friends a lot.
He left Ben sleeping and pulled on some joggers and a T-shirt. Drifting down the hallway to his office, he decided to make a start on next week’s blog post. In the time since he’d posted about connecting Daddies and boys together, he’d been inundated with emails and comments about it. He was glad to be able to give them an update, but it was still hard to believe it had all happened because Ben had begged him to help one of his readers. Oh2Bs3xy, whose real name was Toby, had caught Ben’s attention, and he had promised to help him. They had become close, messaging and calling often, and Gareth was glad Ben had found someone else who could relate to his experiences. Toby would be one of the first ones they tried to help.
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