Page 66 of Need Him
Gareth lifted his head, his saliva leaving Ben’s cock nicely lubricated. Ben pressed against his head, and Gareth followed instructions. At first, it was a gentle up and down, then Ben got brave and held him down for a few seconds while Gareth swirled his tongue around. Each time it happened, Ben held him for longer.
“Fuck, Daddy. Oh, god, yes.”
For a short time, Ben seemed to forget to direct him, and Gareth sucked at the head, pulling more and more precome from his boy. Ben pushed his head, and he lowered as far as he could, and Ben thrust his hips, making him gag.
“Sorry!”
But Gareth stayed where he was, swallowing and tonguing where he could until he needed to breathe.
“I want you to come down my throat, sweetheart. I mean it. Fuck my mouth. You don’t know when you’ll get the option again.” Gareth winked.
He kissed the tip and lowered his head, bobbing up and down until Ben’s hands threaded through his hair again. This time, his hands were more forceful. Gareth slid his hand to Ben’s pucker and massaged the area. Ben moaned and jerked his hips. He did this over and over, his cries rising the closer he came. Gareth pushed against his rim, and Ben keened as he fell over the edge, releasing a long, steady flood of fluid into Gareth’s waiting mouth. He licked him clean and moved to lie beside him. He threw an arm over Ben’s waist and rested his head on his hand, looking down at his worn-out boy.
“Wow,” Ben said.
Gareth chuckled and leaned down to kiss him. “We’ll put the cage back on if you want it on, or we can leave it off for tonight?”
Ben’s lip disappeared, something Gareth thought he would never curb him of, and he whispered, “I like it.”
“Then on it shall go.” He paused. “In a few minutes, when I have my energy back.”
Ben chuckled. “Touché.”
They lay in silence. Gareth loved that they seemed to be in sync with quiet times. Well, mostly anyway. Ben had his moments, especially when he was throwing a tantrum, but Gareth wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Your food’s getting cold!” Preston shouted.
Gareth chuckled. “I guess we better get sorted.” He rose, pressing a kiss on Ben’s shoulder before standing between his legs. “Are you ready for the cage again?”
“Yes, please.” Ben bit his lip, and Gareth narrowed his eyes.
He grabbed the cage, fitting it more easily now they were both used to it, and locked it in place, sliding the key into his pocket. He helped Ben to stand and rearranged his clothes until he looked put together again.
“Ready?”
Ben grinned. “Always.”
When they returned to the living area, Preston and Victor cheered. Ben threw a cushion at them and wandered to the breakfast bar where they’d left the takeaway. Gareth joined him, grabbed his food and settled on the sofa next to Ben. They had chosen to watch a comedy, and now more than ever, did they need the levity. They’d missed a bit, though.
“Well, I won’t try to guess what you two were up to in there. I didn’t hear the bed creaking, though, so you either have a fantastic bed, or you went for the down and dirtyblowjob.” Victor whispered the last word as if it were sacrilegious to say it.
“Does it matter?” Gareth asked with a grin.
Victor threw his head back and laughed. “No. I’m just curious about the bed thing. I’d love to find a decent bed that didn’t creak with every move your body made. There has to be one out there somewhere.” He sighed.
Preston patted his shoulder. “There, there, Victor. I’d suggest you search the internet, but I’m sure you’ve already done that.”
“Does your bed creak?” Victor asked Preston.
“Nope.” He winked. “But that’s more likely because I’ve not seen any action lately. I hadn’t paid much attention to it before that. I was kinda busy at the time.”
“Researching is boring,” Victor whined. “It’s too grown up.”
Gareth smiled at him. “I think someone needs some downtime.” He glanced at Ben, who nodded. “Do you want to be little, Victor?”
He sighed again. “I do, but I don’t want to put on any of you. I’ll go to the club tomorrow night and find someone. Even a night is better than the nothing I’m doing now.”
Gareth got up and crouched in front of his best friend. “Hey, we’re here for you, little one. Let’s get some rest tonight and have a playdate tomorrow. Ben said he wanted to play with you in his new apartment. We just need to grab a few things. Okay?” He bent his head to catch Victor’s gaze. “Okay?” he said again.
