Page 25 of Need Him
“Are you okay?”
Ben smiled. “I’m perfect.”
Gareth cupped Ben’s cheek. “You are.”
Ben leaned forward, closing the distance between them. At the first brush of their lips, fire raced through Ben’s body. He closed the distance between their bodies and wrapped his arms around Gareth’s back, clenching his fists around the material of his T-shirt. Their lips and tongues explored slowly, maddeningly, until Ben needed more. He whimpered, and Gareth pulled back, chuckling.
“Not today, but if you want to, you can join me in the shower?”
“You’re no fun.” Ben pouted.
Gareth pressed their lips together. “Maybe not today, no. Another day, I will be.”
Gareth kept hold of Ben’s hands and tugged him towards the stairs. He only caught a cursory glance of the bedroom before Gareth dragged him into the bathroom—probably knowing Ben would get sidetracked by the sight of the bed. The bathroom was to die for. A large tub with a shower head over the top enclosed with a long glass panel on one side of the bath was the focal point.
“Wow,” Ben said.
“I know. It was something I had installed when I first moved in. Nothing better than sharing a bath with someone.” Gareth winked, switched the shower on and grabbed the hem of his T-shirt, yanking it over his head. Ben momentarily forgot how to breathe when it revealed the mountains and valleys of Gareth’s stomach. “Are you joining me or just watching because either is fine with me?”
Ben blinked at him, trying to understand his words, and when they finally sank in, he pulled his shirt from his trousers, undid the first few buttons and dragged it over his head. He, again, paused when Gareth dropped his trousers, leaving him in black briefs that left not much to the imagination.
“Oh, my god,” Ben whispered, hands shaking.
Gareth chuckled. “Get undressed, Ben. You can explore this as much as you want in the shower.” Gareth dropped his briefs, revealing a dick at half-mast, and climbed into the bath and under the spray. Ben stared for a moment before he remembered he only had a short amount of time before Gareth left. He made quick work of his clothes and climbed in with the man who was making his head spin.
“I can’t remember the last time I felt like this about someone,” he said, standing before Gareth in all his glory and not the least bit worried about Gareth’s reaction for the first time ever.
Gareth’s mouth curved, and he pulled Ben into his arms. “Same.”
They stayed wrapped around each other for a few long minutes, then Gareth started washing Ben, making him smell like Gareth, which Ben secretly loved. Gareth turned him away and washed his hair, Ben’s eyes closing as the feeling of being cared for soaked into him. How had he ever been without this? He washed the soap and shampoo from Ben’s body before focusing on himself until Ben took over. He needed to have his hands on the man. His Daddy.
“Daddy,” Ben whispered.
Gareth’s smile grew. “Yes, sweetheart?”
“It doesn’t sound strange at all. I thought it might.”
“I’m glad.” Gareth kissed him softly. “One step or one hour at a time. Okay?”
“Yes…Daddy.”
Gareth rewarded him with another kiss, this one taking his breath until his head spun. He couldn’t get enough of this. What would happen if he let himself fall into this new world? He couldn’t wait to find out.
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Chapter 11
Gareth
Gareth’s boy was impatient, but he couldn’t blame him. He was the same. He thought he had the strength to keep things slow, but the moment he took Ben’s mouth, he was lost.
“Okay, I won’t make you wait, but we’re not having sex. I want to make you incoherent for our first time. Tonight, we can have this.”
Gareth punctuated his words by wrapping his hand around both their cocks. He wanted to remember every aspect of their time together, but his head spun with lust, clouding his vision with an open-mouthed Ben, eyes closed and a look of ecstasy on his face. Ben’s fingers dug into Gareth’s sides as Gareth increased the pressure and speed. Hurtling towards his release, he bit down on Ben’s earlobe and whispered, “Come.”
Ben keened, and his release briefly painted Gareth’s stomach before the water washed it away. The image sent Gareth over the edge with only a couple more strokes. He let go of their cocks and slid his arm around Ben’s waist, pulling him close. The water cocooned them from everything, and Gareth didn’t want to move, so he didn’t until the water cooled. He had a large water tank in the attic, but even that would eventually run out of hot water.
Switching off the shower, he rested Ben against the tiles, receiving a hiss and an arch of the man’s back, and brought a towel to him, drying him off and wrapping him in it. He grabbed a second towel for himself and guided Ben into his bedroom, settling him on the bed. While Ben waited, Gareth collected the clothes they’d strewn across the bathroom and brought them to the bed.
