Page 26 of Need Him
“How are you feeling?” he asked when Ben just watched him.
Ben smiled and ducked his head. “Good.”
“Just good?” Gareth blew out a breath. “I’m not doing my job properly.”
Ben chuckled. “I think you did your job perfectly.” His cheeks darkened, and his lip disappeared between his teeth as it usually did when he felt uncomfortable.
Gareth dropped a brief kiss on his cheek and chose some clothes from his wardrobe.
“Where are you going tonight?” Ben asked.
Gareth glanced over his shoulder with a smile. “We’re going to Bound.” Ben frowned. “It’s a kink club.”
“Oh, I didn’t know we had any of those here.”
“It’s on the outskirts of town on one of the industrial estates. The place looks huge from the outside, but it’s not that big. Can you imagine the outcry if it became too visible to some of the people in this place?” Gareth chuckled.
Ben snorted. “My parents being two of them.”
Gareth threw his towel to the side and pulled on his briefs, then his dark wash jeans. Shirtless, he strode to Ben and knelt before him, sliding his arms around his towel-encased hips and pushing himself between his legs.
“It doesn’t matter what they think, Ben. All that matters is what you think. What you believe. What youwant. It’s your life.”
Ben sighed. “I know. It’s difficult to let go of.”
“One day, one hour,” he reminded him. Gareth kissed him. “Get dressed. You’re far too tempting like this.”
Ben smiled and dropped the towel, making Gareth groan when the blemish-free skin came into view. Gareth kissed down the column of Ben’s neck, continuing to his chest until he circled his nipples. Ben’s answering moan was like a match to paper, and Gareth laved each bud with his tongue, wishing he could get closer. Ben’s fingers threaded into his hair, and Gareth could feel Ben’s arousal against his chest. He gave each one a last lick and kissed his way back up to Ben’s mouth, taking it in a desperation he hadn’t felt in a long time.
“Get dressed, menace,” he said when he finally pulled away.
Ben flopped onto his back and closed his eyes. “I’m not sure I can move after that.” The towel that had been wrapped around him pooled at his waist, doing nothing to hide his rigid shaft.
Gareth grinned and faced his wardrobe again. “Patience is a virtue.” He took a dark blue shirt from a hanger and slipped it on. He turned to Ben as he buttoned it. “It will give you something to look forward to. If you’re coming over tomorrow, that is?”
Ben rose until he leaned back on his hands, his body arched and displayed for Gareth’s perusal. With a smile, Ben pushed the towel from his groin, revealing his deep red shaft, standing proud, and wrapped his hand around it. A groan tore from his lips, and Gareth paused, wishing he could take what was on display. He narrowed his eyes.
“I know what you’re doing, Ben. Remove your hand.” He paused. “Now!” Ben’s eyes shot open, and he froze. “Let go now.” Ben uncurled his hand with a whimper. “Get dressed.”
Ben stood, and Gareth tensed. Would Ben do as he said, or would he walk? Gareth had a lot more to teach Ben, but it was never too early to learn who was in charge. He watched Ben dress as he finished buttoning his shirt. When the man was fully dressed, he had a pout on his face.
Gareth withheld his smile and stopped in front of him, covering his dick with his palm. “This is mine now. You have to wait until I tell you to come. No taking care of it yourself, thinking I won’t know because I will.”
Ben’s nose crinkled even as he glared at him. “That’s hardly fair.”
Gareth removed his hand. “Who said anything about fair? I’m your Daddy. You do as I say.” Gareth waited for Ben to baulk at the words, but if anything, Ben’s shoulders relaxed.
“Yes…Daddy.” Ben winced.
“You don’t have to call me Daddy if it’s uncomfortable for you.”
Ben shook his head. “No, it’s not that.” He bit his lip. “My cock jerks every time I say it,” he whispered.
Gareth smiled and pulled Ben into his arms, rubbing his back. “As long as it makes you happy. If anything ever doesn’t, let me know straight away.”
When they were ready, he took Ben’s hand, and they descended the stairs. He already had his phone and wallet in his pockets, so he grabbed his keys, and they exited the house, locking it behind them.
“Hey! I thought you would’ve gone already.”
