But he lowered his body over Hank’s and kissed him again, sweetly, sated—tenderly. “Love you, boy. For the rest of our lives.”
Hank lifted his head so he could kiss him. “Love you, too, Sir. Forever.”
Chapter Twenty
Hank let himself in the front door Tuesday night and pulled up short at hearing a squeal of laughter from JJ, and Dox’s voice.
Also sounding happy.
He walked in and found them on the couch, JJ enthralled as Dox read to her from a book.
The sight of the two of them together like that nearly drove Hank’s breath out of him.
And not in a bad way.
A sweet, deep ache throbbed in his chest, slowly twining its way down through his body to his cock, which twitched when he spotted the smile on Dox’s face as he turned the page.
I am in love with him.
Seeing this man loving his daughter, being a father to her, it felt like all the jagged, scattered pieces of his soul had been shaken and magically fell into their rightful places.
Finally.
They both looked up, smiling. “Hi, Daddy!” JJ said. “Pop was reading to me.”
“I see.” He set his lunch cooler down on the table and walked over to her to kiss her hello on the forehead. “Did you do your schoolwork already?” He’d bought a couple of workbooks for her to keep up with things like practicing the alphabet and learning basic math over the summer.
She nodded. “Pop helped me.”
Hank was well aware of Dox’s smile before his gaze swiveled and met Dox’s. The man wore a playful smirk, his own gaze searching Hank’s for…something.
Hank leaned in and brushed a kiss across Dox’s lips. “That’s because Pop is a great dad.”
From the way Dox’s gaze immediately softened, almost looking like was close to tears, it only cemented in Hank’s soul he’d absolutely made the right choice to marry him.
Dox was right—they could work on everything else along the way if they just kept loving and trusting each other. Day by day, night by night.
“I need to take a shower,” Hank said, standing up. “I’m all sweaty and stinky. I’ll be right out.”
“Peeee-ewwww, Daddy!” JJ pinched her nose, giggling.
Dox looked like he wanted to join him in the shower. “I’ll get dinner going for us,” he said instead.
Hank started to turn away. “Thanks.” Then he pulled up short, turned back, and laid a real kiss on Dox, one that had JJ giggling again and turned Dox’s cheekbones an adorable shade of pink. “I’ll be right back, Pop.”
Dox swallowed hard. “Hurry. I’m hungry.”
Oh, Sir wants to play that game, huh?
Toying with him like this was fun. “Have to make sure you eat your fill tonight then, Pop.” That time, he slowly straightened, watching the edges of Dox’s lips twitch as he tried to hold back the grin Hank knew desperately wanted to escape and which would draw questions from JJ if he allowed free.
Dox caught his lower lip between his teeth, a gesture gone again almost before Hank even saw it. Only then did Hank turn, wearing his own smile, and head back to their bedroom.
When he emerged ten minutes later, smelling and feeling loads better, Dox was in the kitchen finishing dinner prep while JJ sat on the couch and was busy coloring. During his shower, exhaustion had swept through him again, dampening his ardor a little.
Although he suspected Dox would have no trouble getting his interest up once a certain little girl was safely asleep.
Hank walked over to Dox and rested his head on his shoulder. “Thank you,” he said. “I know I keep saying it, but I keep meaning it.” He slipped his arms around him, and, yes, okay, it was very nice having someone to hug.
Dox’s arms encircled him, hugging him, one hand settling on the back of Hank’s head, where he gently massaged his scalp.
A soft moan escaped Hank, his eyes falling closed at the delightful sensation.
Maddox pressed a kiss to his cheek, then whispered, “I’ll do anything to take care of my boy. And yes, I plan on having my fill tonight before going to bed.”
Hank fisted Dox’s T-shirt and struggled against the urge to grind himself against him. He couldn’t do that with JJ right freaking there in the living room.
But apparently Dox felt the way Hank’s cock had gone rigid, because he pulled Hank tighter against his body. Without moving his lips from where they were close to Hank’s ear, he whispered, “I’ll also take care of anything else my boy needs taken care of, once we put her to bed for the night.”
Before the recent events had hard-shifted his life into Maddox’s orbit, Hank’s libido had been practically nil due to exhaustion and stress.
Maddox had changed that, too. Now that Hank’s libido had returned, it’d done so with a screaming vengeance that would put banshees to shame. “Yes, Sir,” Hank softly mumbled against Dox’s shoulder. “Please.” He pressed his thigh against Dox and felt that the other man’s cock was also hard. “I want another lesson, Sir. I want more.”
Maddox had introduced him to rope bondage and edging last night, and Hank had loved every second of it.
The sweet, soft exhale of breath against Hank’s cheek told him Dox was mightily on board with that plan. Still, he held on to his caution. “You do, hmm?”
Hank drew his head back just enough he could look Dox in the eyes.
“You’re my husband. I meant this for life. And I love you. Is it what I expected? No. Maybe that’s even better. Because you showed me how much you love me, and her. If you think I’m stupid enough to toss that away without giving us an honest chance, think again.”
Dox’s gaze slowly searched Hank’s face for a long, quiet moment. “Thank you for trusting me.”
Hank’s hands settled on Dox’s hips, and he pulled him against his body. “Just think, if I’d known all this back then, we’d have fucked each other to exhaustion countless times already.”
“Who says we still won’t?” Dox waggled his eyebrows at him. “We haven’t even scratched the tip of the iceberg yet.”
* * * *
In some ways, it seemed like the fourteen years apart had never happened. Maddox felt their rapport was stronger than ever, and it’d been pretty good back then. Able to finish each other’s sentences, know each other’s thoughts.
Rapport he’d never felt with anyone else before.
He’d been in love with Kelly and never felt like this with her.
Maybe another reason they were doomed beyond her cheating.
“Set the table, please, Daddy.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Maddox smiled and gave Hank one last kiss before he turned back to the stove. He hadn’t yet told his parents about them. He suspected they’d be okay with it—not that they got any say in the matter—except he was still processing. They’d only been married three days, but Maddox knew with all certainty they’d made the right decision.
The hardest thing about this would be mastering the steep learning curve they’d been hit with regarding managing JJ’s medical care. That absolutely terrified him, worrying about whether or not he’d foul that up.
They’d all be learning together, though. Thursday night they were attending their first class at Proctor-Collins Medical Center, for patients and their families, covering lifestyle choices and meal planning.
Once they had dinner and then put JJ to bed for the night, the men locked themselves in their bedroom and turned on music to help mask their activities, many of them favorite songs from their high school days. Maddox pulled Hank in for a long kiss that once again had Hank grinding against him. After stripping Hank, Maddox smiled and shoved him back, onto the bed, and pointed a finger at him.
“Stay.” Maddox walked over to the closet and retrieved a couple of items from his implement bag, including a ball gag, a blindfold, and a couple of coils of rope. He buckled the blindfold onto Hank’s head first, then kissed him again before buckling the gag around his head.
“Sit
up, boy.”
Hank did, and Maddox quickly fashioned a basic rope harness around his torso, pinning his arms to his body. He pushed him back onto the bed again and straddled him, reaching down to play with his nipples, lightly pinching them and making Hank moan around the gag.
“Yeah, that’s what my boy likes, isn’t it?” Maddox softly said. “Make you completely helpless and then tease you until your balls feel like they’re going to explode.” He lightly flicked the edge of his fingernails over the tips of Hank’s nipples, making him moan again.
He reached down behind him and cupped his hand around Hank’s balls and cock, the latter of which stood erect and already leaking pre-cum all over Hank’s abs.
Maddox lightly dragged his fingernails over the bottom of Hank’s sac. “See, this is really making me hot,” Maddox told him. “Having you helpless and needy and having you beg for relief.” Beneath him, Hank’s body strained as he tried to wiggle his hips to get traction against his cock.
Maddox wouldn’t give it to him, though. Instead, he turned around, still straddling him but now facing the man’s cock, and leaned in to lightly blow over the tip of it.
Hank shuddered beneath him, whimpering now.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered.
Moving slowly and making Maddox pretty sure he’d drop-kicked Hank into deep subspace, the man finally spread his thighs.
“Wider, boy. When I tell you to spread them, I want them open.”
Below him, he felt Hank’s breathing catch, speed up, but he complied.
“Good boy,” he said. Then he leaned in again and gently tugged on Hank’s sac with his mouth, covering his teeth with his lips as he did so he didn’t accidentally bite him there.
Maybe that was something they could work up to.
Hank froze, whining again, but from the way his cock twitched Maddox knew he had him. Still wearing his shorts, he scooted up Hank’s body, so he could grind on his face a little. There would be deep face-fucking in his boy’s future, but not tonight.
He wanted him eager and needy and loving everything he did to him, asking him for more.
Begging him, even.
He hooked his arms under Hank’s thighs so he could keep them spread apart and proceeded to explore every inch of territory around his balls and the insides of his thighs with his mouth—except his cock. Every moan Hank made vibrated through the fabric of Maddox’s shorts and into his balls and cock. He knew he probably had as big a wet spot inside his briefs as the cum puddle Hank would have on his abs…if Maddox wasn’t licking up every drop he spilled.
After all the fantasies he’d had? He wasn’t about to waste a single drop.
He slowly worked his way along Hank’s cock with his lips, being careful not to get him off yet. Maddox had a plan for that.
It didn’t take long for Hank to start softly begging for relief, making Maddox smile. He lifted his head from Hank’s cock. “You feel like letting Sir sixty-nine you tonight?”
“Mmm-hmm!” No mistaking his eager agreement.
Maddox stood, finished stripping, removed the gag from Hank’s mouth, and then climbed on top of him again. He wouldn’t edge him too long tonight. He wanted to reward his good boy’s eagerness.
Building up to long periods of tease-and-denial could come with time.
And practice.
Hank’s mouth was already open and eagerly waiting when Maddox lowered his cock between the man’s lips. Maddox sucked in a sharp breath of pleasure as Hank’s lips closed around the head.
“That’s it, boy. Just like that.”
Holy fuck, the man was a natural. If Maddox had thought he might have half a chance with Hank when they were younger, he would’ve desperately tried anything to convince him to take a chance on them. So fucking hot and sexy, the sweet heat of his mouth cradled Maddox’s cock as he slowly pressed into the man’s mouth.
Not too deep—he didn’t want to gag Hank and turn him off.
There’d be plenty of time for Hank to perfect his deep-throat skills.
Maddox was looking forward to all the fun they’d have working on that, too.
Maddox licked a pearl of pre-cum off the head of Hank’s cock. “Come when you can, boy.” With that he went down on Hank again, moaning around his cock as Hank’s moans rolled through his own cock.
Fuck yeah.
The sweet edge of exploration added an additional layer of bliss to this. A shiny new relationship, a shiny new submissive—
A shiny new husband.
Maddox held back his own climax, wanting to feel Hank moaning around his cock to milk his cum from him. And as Maddox exploded, the feel of Hank’s mouth swallowing around his cock nearly rolled his eyes back in his head.
Once he recovered, he climbed off Hank and turned around so he could deeply kiss him, tasting each other as he slowly explored with his tongue.
He finally removed Hank’s blindfold. “Well?” Maddox asked.
Hank’s eyes still looked glazed. “Wow!”
“That a good wow?”
He nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
Inside, Maddox was doing a touchdown dance. Outside, he was chill. “More, boy? I mean, not tonight. We’re both exhausted. But…more?”
Hank nodded. “I want more.”
Maddox nuzzled noses with him. “Excellent.”
Chapter Twenty-One
It was a Friday night, and Maddox felt a little guilty that they were ditching JJ for the whole weekend, but that feeling quickly evaporated when she hugged and kissed them good-bye before happily taking off with the other kids to go play video games in the living room.
He’d been married to Hank for almost a month now, and June had invited JJ to spend the weekend with them. It wouldn’t just be her, but also a couple of other kids of various ages who were also children of their “friends in common,” and giving their respective parents a child-free weekend.
In other words, the first “honeymoon” the men had actually had.
And at JJ’s doctor appointment yesterday, the doctor had been pleased with how her maintenance was going and wasn’t going to make any tweaks to her medication right now. They’d see her in a month for a check-up. If she continued to do well, they’d move the check-ups to every two months, and then every three months.
June smiled. “Enjoy your weekend, boys,” she said before hugging them. “We got this.”
Poor Hank. He looked worried, terrified, even. “Don’t hesitate to call us, even in the middle of the night,” Hank said.
“I will, Dad.” She grinned. “One of my daughters’ friends when they were growing up had type 1. We’ll also have an appropriate menu, I swear. Plus we’ve got a couple of kids at the gym who have it. If I have any questions or concerns, I’ll call.” She dropped her voice. “Your Sir already went over all the details with me and signed off on everything.”
Maddox clapped him on the shoulder and squeezed. “Let’s go, buddy.”
As Maddox drove them home, he already knew he’d have to drop Hank hard and fast into subspace to take his mind off JJ for a little while.
They needed this time alone. They hadn’t had a long courtship, not really. They needed to explore, to relax.
To be able to let loose with grunts or spankings or any other noises they wanted to make.
Maddox wanted to fuck Hank on the couch, put him on his knees in the kitchen for a morning blowjob while he sipped his coffee, have him run around the house dressed in nothing but his wedding ring and collar.
Wanted to hand-feed him and lick the crumbs from his body.
At that thought he had to reach down and adjust his cock as it started thickening and pressing uncomfortably against his zipper. Then he had another thought.
He grabbed Hank’s left hand and pressed it into his crotch, squeezing his hand around Hank’s.
“Yeah, buddy,” Maddox said.
Hank smiled. “I have a feeling I know where that’s going tonight, Sir.” Hank took over massaging his cock through hi
s shorts and Maddox put both hands on the wheel again.
“Ooooh, I’d be willing to bet your feeling is correct.”
When he stopped for a red light, he looked and still found Hank’s blue gaze heavy on him, his smile looking slightly devious as he leaned in for a kiss. He nipped Maddox’s lower lip before sitting back again when the light turned green.
Fuuuuuck.
It was getting easier to ignore the voice in his brain wanting to guilt him over this, wanting to hammer him for it, wanting to convince him he was wrong and taking advantage of the situation for his own gain.
“I should say, I hope I know where that’s going, Sir.”
Maddox glanced at him again, his cock twitching now more because of the direct, heated way Hank’s gaze never broke from his than the feel of Hank’s hand still massaging his cock. Swallowing hard, he nodded.
Hank’s fingers trailed lower. When Maddox shifted in his seat and spread his thighs as wide as he could, Hank lightly raked his nails over Maddox’s balls.
“Fuuuuck, buddy,” he groaned. “You’re going to make me come in my shorts.”
Hank grinned. “That wasn’t an order to stop, was it, Sir?”
“No, it wasn’t.”
Although, truth be told, Maddox was thinking about doing something else that weekend that they hadn’t done yet.
Several somethings.
Over the past several weeks, they’d gotten to know each other in ways they’d never dreamed possible before.
They did a lot of talking.
They also realized that they’d never been happier than they were now.
That what they had together was a sweet perfection neither wanted to lose and both cherished.
As soon as they were inside the house and had closed the front door behind them, Maddox pressed Hank back against it and kissed him hard. And while he started working to unfasten Hank’s shorts, Hank yanked off his shirt and dropped it to the floor. He stepped out of his shorts and reached for Maddox, sinking to his knees in front of him and looking up with a beautiful, playful smile as he fished Maddox’s cock out and kissed the head.
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