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by Tymber Dalton


  Fen could barely keep his eyes open, heavy lids and a long, steady moan rolling from him as the entire bed shook from the force and speed of his thrusts. Unrestrained and deep in his lust, he looked gorgeous and perfect.

  And Joel owned him.

  It was that thought that shoved Joel hard over the edge. Fen felt him coming, the sudden extra, hot lube filling the end of the toy and with a cry of his own he exploded, collapsing on top of Joel.

  He cradled Joel’s face in his hands, kissing him, nuzzling noses with him, nibbling on his lips and chin and finally falling still with his forehead pressed to Joel’s.

  “Please?”

  “Oh, sure, I suppose—”

  And he’d barely gotten that out before Fen was up and pulling the toy off them, then diving onto Joel’s cock to lick and suck him.

  Edible lube was more expensive than the other stuff, but it sure as hell tasted better after the fact. And Fen had become addicted to begging to be allowed to suck Joel clean after they’d come, especially if it’d been Joel jacking their cocks pressed together.

  Before now, with their hands, but he suspected he’d found a new favorite thing for Fen. He stroked Fen’s hair, feeling at peace, content. “I guess that means that was a winner?”

  Fen gave him a thumbs-up, but his gentle, sweet mouth didn’t leave Joel’s cock.

  He left him there, a little surprised he was able to get it up a second time that soon, and not at all surprised to find Fen hard again.

  For round two, he restrained Fen on his back, wrists to ankles and his thighs wide open. He’d rinsed out the toy and added more lube, then positioned himself, his balls against Fen’s as he lubed their cocks and once again sheathed them together in the toy.

  Not once did Fen flinch, like he used to in their early days together.

  He trusted.

  He knew.

  And to Joel, that was the sexiest thing of all.

  Joel smiled down at him. “Gonna fuck my boy.” This time he’d also removed the jelly rings, or they’d be there for an hour. Fen had incredible stamina after his first, frantic orgasm had been given to him.

  Fen grinned and wiggled his ass as best he could in that position. “Bring it, Master.”

  “Come for me, baby. Don’t make me wait.”

  Joel actually wanted to fuck, not jack them. So he figured out the best placement and started doing just that, bracing himself with one hand while he held the toy in place with the other.

  There it came, the helpless desperation sweeping through Fen’s brown eyes, half-lidded, lower lip trapped between teeth.

  Joel lowered his head to Fen’s right nipple and sucked, hard. Fen gasped, whining, and then Joel nearly giggled with glee to feel him coming in the toy. He kept sucking, biting, his own orgasm not far behind with Fen’s pitiful noises pulling the cum right out of him.

  He released Fen’s nipple and kissed the bite.

  “That was cheating, Master.”

  He laughed and looked at him. “Are you complaining?”

  “I didn’t say that.”

  This time, they cleaned up in the bathroom together, Fen keeping his collar and cuffs on as they curled up in bed, Fen’s face pressed against Joel’s chest.

  Perfection.

  Some nights, Joel awakened to find he’d moved away from Fen in the night and Fen had followed, spooning him from behind. Sometimes they slept like this, sometimes him spooning Fen.

  Even in sleep, they were always touching.

  Always.

  “Good day?” Joel asked.

  Fen kissed him, hard. “Best day ever, Master.”

  Joel had left the choice of whether to keep or change his name up to Fen. Monday, they’d go file the marriage certificate, and then Fen could start the name change process.

  “Love you, Fen. So fucking much. Thank you for trusting me.”

  Fen palmed his cheek. “Thank you for teaching me how to trust again, Joel. I love you so hard it hurts.”

  “Hurts good?”

  He smiled. “Hurts the best.”

  THE END

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