Refocusing on his actions, he increased his speed. “Come for me, Ben. Come just for Daddy.”
“Yes! Please!” Ben lowered his head to the bed and gripped the sheets. “Oh, fuck!”
The telltale sign of clenching began, squeezing Gareth’s cock within the confines of Ben’s channel. Gareth dug his fingers into Ben’s ass as Gareth released into the condom with a groan.
“Jesus,” he said, leaning his head on Ben’s lower back while he recovered. He pulled out, holding the end of the condom as he did, and tied it off and threw it into the bin behind him. Ben had collapsed to the bed, and Gareth chuckled. “What did you learn from this?”
“I will definitely remember to tell Daddy about my drinks,” Ben said.
Gareth laughed and bundled Ben into his arms. “Well done. Come on. Time for a shower.”
He carried the lax boy into the shower, dropping his feet to the floor but keeping hold of his upper body, and switched on the spray. Waiting a minute to make sure it was warm, he stepped under, bringing Ben with him.
“Come on, sweetheart. Open your eyes for me and stand on your own two feet. I need to wash you.”
Ben did, but with a tremendous sigh. “I’m too tired to go to work now. You’ve worn me out.”
Gareth smiled. “You’ll be fine.” He washed Ben from head to toe, enjoying Ben’s scent mixing with his own, but didn’t drag the time out. If they weren’t careful, Ben would be late.
They dried off, but Ben paused in the doorway to the bedroom. “I don’t have another suit.”
Gareth glanced at him. “I don’t think my suit would fit you. You’re more slender than I am.” He tilted his head. “You could probably get away with one of my shirts. Could you wear that over your jeans?”
Ben grimaced. “I’ve never worn jeans to work before.”
Gareth chuckled. “There’s a first time for everything. No one will care, I’m sure.”
Ben wrinkled his nose and sighed. “I don’t have much of an option. I don’t have a spare suit in my car because I used it the other day.” Gareth narrowed his eyes, and Ben backpedalled and held out his hands. “It was before you told me not to sleep at work! It won’t happen again.”
“It better not.”
Gareth fetched a white shirt from his wardrobe and watched Ben pull on his jeans. He held the shirt out for Ben to slide his arms into the sleeves and turned him around to button it. “You look good.”
Ben smiled. “I feel good.”
“Even your ass?” Gareth raised his eyebrow.
Ben bit his lip. “Even my ass.”
“Hmm, spanking is definitely off your list of punishments. Although it’s a good learning tool because you’ll feel that all day and be reminded of your promise.” Gareth squeezed his hands on Ben’s ass, earning a gasp. “See?”
“That’s going to make sitting down uncomfortable.”
“But it’ll remind you of me each time you move.” Gareth pecked his lips. “Come on. Let’s get you to your car. I need to get some work done while you’re away.”
They visited the kitchen, and Gareth gave Ben a wrapped croissant and some fruit to take with him to work for his breakfast.
Ben asked, “What work do you do?”
“I write a blog about the Daddy lifestyle. Just answering some questions and giving people a look at what it’s like.”
“What’s it called? I might have read it when I was researching.”
“It’s not that popular, but it’s called Boys, Daddies, Snuggles and More.”
Ben inhaled audibly. “I did read that. You’re DaddyG!”
For a moment, Gareth felt a frisson of embarrassment, but he pushed it aside. It wasn’t often he admitted being the owner of the blog. It wasn’t that he didn’t want people to know, but he didn’t want anyone to think he was stupid for doing it. As far as he was concerned, he was helping those who didn’t know anything about the lifestyle. However, some peoplewithinthe lifestyle didn’t agree with learning from a website, but Gareth thought it was better than nothing at all.