by Luna, David
Camden whined and nodded. “Yes.” He found himself holding his breath as Reed continued to gaze inside of him. A sob tore from his throat when Reed bent down and slid his tongue in his open hole, fluttering it inside until Camden was so close to coming, he cried out, “Daddy!”
“Oh, baby. We were meant to be, you and me. You want to know what I ordered for you and didn’t even know it?”
Camden’s eyes sparked with interest and he moved his head up and down in some semblance of a nod, but he was so delirious he couldn’t tell. He was still being held slightly open and Reed was still gazing down into his most private spot. “A customized butt plug made from a silicone mold of my dick.”
Was he going to pass out? He felt like he was going to pass out. Jesus, he’d never been so turned on by the mere thought of a sex toy. Reed slowly removed his thumbs, using Camden’s ass cheeks to wipe off the lube—holy hell that was fucking sexy—and opened the drawer again. He pulled out a dark purple, silicone, extra-long butt plug shaped like Reed’s gorgeous cock down to the veins running up the shaft.
He didn’t even know they made customized butt plugs, let alone plugs that were that long. He knew just from looking at it that his prostate would get a workout from it, whenever Daddy inserted it. He shivered at the mere thought of it.
He had no fucking words, so he listened to Reed as he explained. “I made a mold of my dick, sent it back to a company that makes custom sexy toys, and this is what I got. I’m going to train that hole for my needs. Stretch you wide and slide this in and torture you a bit with my silicone cock before I use my real one. You’ll be so stretched open for me. Daddy can’t wait.” Camden’s hard cock dripped steadily, and little mewling sounds were slipping from his lips. “Yeah. You like that, don’t you?” All Camden could do was nod. “I knew I’d only use it on someone special. Somehow, deep down, I think I knew that would be you.”
Reed tossed the plug aside and moved back over to cover Camden with his body. Camden wrapped his legs around Reed’s hips. “Please. Daddy, please.”
“You need Daddy’s cock?” He waited a beat for Camden’s nod. “Yeah? No plug for you tonight, just the real deal. Enough foreplay, enough teasing? My poor, suffering boy.”
He grabbed the lube bottle again and squirted a healthy bit in his hand, sliding it up and down his fat dick and the rest of it along Camden’s crease and in his already slicked-up hole. All Camden could do was watch, panting, waiting for it. And then Reed was sliding slowly, so very deeply, inside of him. He. Was. Gone. So gone over his Daddy. Reed leaned over and kissed his lips so gently, at first, Cam almost sobbed with the sweetness of it, but then Reed snapped his hips, Camden cried out, and Reed ravaged his mouth just like he was ravaging Camden’s ass.
It was so much. It was all just so fucking much. Camden was flying so fucking high. He thought he might have been babbling, whimpering, mewling, sobbing. Fuck, he had no idea what noises he was making, but he was finally brought back down to earth when Reed gripped his hair tight and tilted his head back, growling as he continued fucking him and gazed down into Camden’s eyes.
Bringing their foreheads together, Reed continued pounding Camden’s hole as a litany of deep-voiced, heated words passed through his lips. “Aww god, Camden. I’ll never get enough of you. Never get enough of this. So sweet. Your body, your lips, your nipples, your pretty cock, everything, so sweet. Is Daddy taking good care of you? Huh?”
Reed’s cock nudged into Cam’s prostate every time he slid deep. Camden sobbed out his answer, unable to deny the demand of Reed’s voice. “Yes! Daddy, yes. So good. You’re being so good to me.”
“Always. I’ll always be good to you. Legs around me now. That’s it. Hold me tight with everything you have. I’m gonna fuck you hard. I can’t hold back anymore.”
If this was holding back, Camden couldn’t wait for what was to come. He wrapped his legs around Reed’s back and crossed them at the ankles, wrapped his arms around Reed’s broad shoulders and held on tight. Reed pulled out and then slammed back in, but then he changed his angle when Camden clenched his legs around him tighter. Reed’s thrusts becoming shorter, faster, deeper.
He cried out when Reed licked up the side of his neck and bit his earlobe. All the while keeping a fast pace that continually pegged that bundle of nerves deep inside of him so good; his cock was sliding between them, wet from his precum, both their stomachs were covered in it. He wouldn’t last much longer. Goddamn, his teeth were chattering he was shivering so hard. The onslaught of sensations nearly overriding his system. “So…so close. Daddy, so close.”
“Not yet. Not yet, baby. Hold out for me. Another thirty seconds and we’ll come together. I want to feel your hole clenching my cock while I’m coming. Almost.”
They were one; one being, moving together. Panting, moaning, fucking. “Almost there. You’re being so good for me.”
Camden sobbed out, “Please, oh please.”
“Mmm, you’re perfect. So perfect.” And then, right next to his ear, Reed’s voice, deep but so soft it tickled his ear, said, “Come for Daddy.”
Camden let go and he was soaring. His cock let loose rope after rope of cum. It went on forever, rubbing between both their bodies, and nothing else was needed. Just when he thought his body was done, he felt Reed’s hot cum fill him.
Reed shouted out his orgasm and growled, “Breeding you. Take Daddy’s seed,” and Camden’s cock continued on, set off by those words, heat filling him, his prostate taking so much more than he thought it could handle. White lights shot behind his eyelids in starbursts, and his whole body shook from his release.
They both came down from their high, bodies sated, sweaty, and blissed out. He realized Reed wasn’t putting all his weight down on him and he tugged. He might as well have been trying to move a Mack truck for all the good it did. “Don’t want to smother you,” Reed said.
Reed’s guttural voice caused a shudder to run through him. The fact that Reed was as affected as Camden made him feel loved, secure. He ran his hands up and down Reed’s back, trying to soothe the tension that holding himself up was causing. “You won’t hurt me. I know there are parts of me that are fragile. Parts of me that need safeguarding. I trust you to protect me, and I’ll always be grateful for that. But I need to feel the weight of you. You won’t break me.”
Camden lowered his legs on either side of Reed’s, the movement causing their bodies to separate. Reed nudged one of Camden’s legs between his so he could lay on his side, resting most of his weight there, though he allowed much of it to blanket Camden, which was exactly what Camden needed. He shivered and Reed reached for the comforter, pulling it around them.
He’d never felt so completely taken care of. The feeling overwhelmed him and his arms, which had gently encircled Reed’s back, gripped Reed tight. His embrace was returned and the feelings they shared between them with touch said more than words could convey.
They stayed there quietly, not wanting to interrupt the enormity of what they’d experienced. But it wasn’t long until real life intruded as Hendrix plopped his head next to theirs on the bed, his woeful eyes expressing much sadness. Reed grumbled something about damn nosy dogs and Camden snickered. “At least he didn’t cock block you.”
“Small favors,” Reed grumbled.
Camden was just about to pat the bed for Hendrix to hop up next to them and make himself comfortable, but his stomach decided to let everyone within a five-mile radius know he was hungry. “You didn’t eat much at your group lunch, did you?”
Dammit.
“A little, but I was still too keyed up to be hungry.”
“Hmph. Come on then. Let’s take a quick shower, get some sweats on, and I’ll cook you some dinner.”
“A boy could get used to this treatment. Pretty soon, I’ll come to expect it.”
Camden thought Reed would smile at his joke, but he didn’t. “You should come to expect it. You deserve that and so much more.”
He hadn’t expecte
d such a serious moment, and his eyes must have conveyed it because Reed leaned down and gave him the sweetest kiss. But a second later, Reed’s sexy smirk warned Camden just a bit too late that treachery was afoot. He shrieked and did his best to get away when Reed tickled his ribs, but Reed caught him, dragged him over his shoulder in a fireman’s hold, and carried him to the bathroom.
Every time Camden thought Reed couldn’t get any sexier, he proved Camden wrong. How a man could continually top himself with his own sexiness was beyond Camden’s comprehension. He reached down and grabbed Reed’s firm, muscular globes just within his reach and got a swat on his own ass in return. Could life get any better?
He got his answer when his Daddy’s gentle fingers dipped between his crease and rub his own seed around Camden’s well-used hole.
Chapter 10
Reed
Several weeks into their relationship, they found themselves planning a lazy Saturday around the house. It was just shy of eleven in the morning when Reed gently tugged on Camden’s arm, dragging him out of bed—where he’d been languishing after a particularly vigorous round of lovemaking—and followed him to the bathroom where they cleaned each other up, got themselves into some pajamas, and went down to eat a lazy brunch.
He fixed Camden his favorite wild mushroom and cheese omelet and a latte, and they dug into their meal. Afterwards, Reed led Camden to the couch to have a talk about some ideas he’d had about setting rules and schedules to help reduce his anxiety. Camden had been flourishing at his new job, partially because he pushed himself to be successful in everything he did, and partially because Reed had helped establish a trial schedule, some new rules, and boundaries to help him cope.
Camden faced him with a sweet smile on his face. “I have a feeling this is going to be a serious conversation because you buttered me up with my favorite breakfast.”
Reed chuckled and clasped Camden’s hand, pulling it into his lap and rubbing his thumb over the back of it, Camden’s skin soft as silk. “How do you feel things have been going between us?”
Camden scooted closer and reached towards him with his free hand, brushing a lock of hair that had fallen into Reed’s face. “Happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life.”
“God, baby. Me too.”
The grin lit up Camden’s face as he asked, “Yeah?”
“Of course. You’ve gotta know how I feel about you.”
Camden’s smile slipped from his face, his eyes intense when he asked, “How do you feel about me?”
Reed realized in that moment he’d never said the words. He’d been feeling them from so early on he’d gotten used to forcing the words back. But he’d obviously forced them back for entirely too long, if Camden had any confusion at all about his feelings. “Jesus, I’ve been an idiot.”
Camden moved to straddle his lap and shook his head. “You’re not an idiot.”
Reed sighed and pulled Camden in, bringing their foreheads together when he looked into his eyes and finally said what he’d wanted to say not long after they’d met. “I’m in love with you.”
Another brilliant smile from Camden had Reed’s face lighting up in response. But when Camden said, “I know you are,” Reed couldn’t help but laugh.
“You do, huh?”
Camden kept their heads together but nodded. “I’ve known for a while now. But you needed to wait so I wouldn’t feel rushed.”
“How’d you get to be so smart?”
Camden shrugged his shoulders. “Just lucky, I guess.”
Reed chuckled. “Yeah?”
Camden pulled back and raised a finger and then ticked more off as he went. “We’ve established I’m smart, I’ve been told I’m pretty adorable, I’ve found the love of my life already and I’m only twenty-two. I—”
He held Camden’s face and drew him in as close as he could get him. “I’m the love of your life?”
Camden bit his lip and smiled his most charming smile, nodding. “Of course, you are. I love you so much.”
“Baby…” Reed closed the scant distance between them and kissed Camden with every bit of emotion he could muster. When they separated, Camden sniffled and wiped his eyes. But before Reed could draw him closer for more kisses, Camden pulled back, took a deep breath, and continued, “Now, I wasn’t done listing the reasons why I’m so lucky.”
Reed couldn’t keep a smirk off his face when he replied, “Please, continue.”
Camden ticked more things off as he went. “I have a wonderful job. A wonderful family. And wonderful friends. I’m pretty sure your family loves me already.” He raised his eyebrows, making Reed chuckle and nod his agreement. “My parents are so happy I’ve found you. And, I finally have my very own dog.”
Reed tickled his ribs. “Your own dog?”
“I mean, he’s kind of adopted me, so yeah…”
“He did. I can’t even deny it.”
Reed settled back into the couch more deeply and gazed into Camden’s eyes as he finally ticked the last thing off his list. “And my Daddy, who’s in love with me, by the way, wants to take care of me, protect me, cherish me, and guide me. Even though he’s worried I’ll get scared that he also wants to own me, take me more firmly in hand, set strict rules for me, and punish me when I’ve been bad.”
Shocked, Reed could only gape at Camden, who smiled back at him, awaiting his response. “How do you even know all that?”
Camden leaned in, licked, nipped, and kissed his way across Reed’s cheek and whispered, “Because it’s exactly what I want.” He pulled back and they gazed at each other. “That…and you’ve mentioned all those things to me without even realizing you were testing the waters. But you think you’re too intense, so you worry that you’ll overwhelm me, make me run away.” Camden rested his elbows on Reed’s shoulders, ran his hands through Reed’s hair, and started grinding against him as he continued. “But what you don’t understand is that I want and need those things as much as you do. I want Daddy to own me, control me, and punish me. Mold me, shape me, and make me obey.”
Reed gripped Camden’s sides, picked him up, and tossed him on the couch, followed him down and covered Camden’s entire body with his own, growling as he began a hard, deep frotting rhythm. “What else do you want?”
Camden threw back his head and answered while he pumped his hips up into Reed’s thrusts. “I want to be spanked, I want to give up all of my decisions to you—” Camden’s voice cut off when he whined and moved his hips faster. He gasped and then continued, as he panted in exertion. “I want to kneel for you, crawl for you, and be forced to ask you for permission to do everything.”
Reed grew serious and stilled Camden’s hips. “I never want to hurt you, baby. I never want to scare you or push you away. I’m at war with myself about this. I’m a caretaker, a Daddy through and through. But my instincts with you, they’re different than they’ve ever been with anyone else.” Reed pulled slightly away and gazed down at him. “I find myself veering towards wanting to take you over completely.”
“Yes.” Camden’s eyes burned with yearning when he continued, “God, yes. The more structure, rules, schedules, and decisions you put in place, the happier I become. You already know I don’t like real pain. And I know you don’t want to hurt me. But all the rest? I want that. I need that. I promise…”
Camden let out a mewling whimper when Reed gripped his ass and ground his hips deep and hard into Camden’s, unable to stop himself. “Promise what?”
“Promise I’ll tell you to stop if it ever gets too much. God, mmm…so good.”
Reed stopped his movements again, peering down into Camden’s eyes. “Then we have to put safeguards in place. You’ve pushed back about a safeword. I’ve let you because we haven’t started punishments yet. But if we do this, there will be no arguments from you abou—”
“Suckies.” Camden gripped Reed’s shoulders and hid his face in Reed’s chest, his whole body starting to shake.
No. “As your safeword?”
Reed gazed down at him, raised a brow and kept a straight face, which apparently was enough to set Camden off once more.
“Your face…” When Camden’s giggles erupted, Reed couldn’t keep his own laughter in check anymore. That sweet, happy, infectious sound never failed to go straight to his heart. When Camden finally wound down, taking deep breaths to calm himself, he still had a huge grin on his face.
“You’ve got a little bit of the devil in you, baby boy.”
“And yet, you still love me.”
Reed grinned down at Camden. “I do.”
The smiles fell from their faces, and Reed leaned down for a kiss. He steeled his voice a bit when he said, “In all seriousness though, we won’t move forward until we agree on everything, Camden. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Camden’s eyes dilated and he nodded. He seemed to gather his courage with a deep breath. “Tell me some of the things you want to do. What does your fantasy look like when you’ve got me under your thumb, owned by you?”
“Fuck, baby boy. You’re killing me.”
And he was, but that death was going to be so. Fucking. Sweet. “In my fantasy, if a friend from work wants to go out for lunch with you, you’ll have to excuse yourself and call me to ask permission.”
Camden hummed at that but kept quiet, prompting Reed to continue. “If you want to wear something different than what I pick out for you to wear each day, you’ll have to ask for permission.”
