Fools Like Us

by B L Morticia

  “Yes. Oh, fuck yes! I want you to fuck me, make me yours. Please, Daddy.” Courtney’s blue eyes widened, lighting up at the idea of what we could have.

  Please Daddy?

  Hearing those two words in the same sentence, I growled and rolled him over until I was atop him. As I crushed my mouth on top of his, I pinned his hands down on the pillow, tasting his mouth, thoroughly enjoying him. “You can ride me later, baby boy. Right now, I’m in control of this ass and how far my cock goes in. Okay?”

  Courtney moistened his swollen lips and nodded. “Yes. I want you to do that. Don’t make me wait!” Courtney attempted to push upwards and bind us together with his legs.

  “Mhmm.” I dove in, nuzzling the side of his neck. I reached into the nightstand, grabbing a condom and lube.

  “Let me help.” Courtney took the small bottle, squeezing some of the slick on his fingers. He lifted his leg up, spreading them, then slipping two digits inside himself.

  Holy fuck.

  “Damn you're a work of art.” I tore the wrapper, sheathing my dick with the latex. Once I finished, I adjusted myself to line up at his hole. My boy’s hole.

  My boy.

  Mine.

  It would take a while for those words to sink in. Being so ready to fuck, I wouldn’t dwell on it now.

  After kissing him again, I rose and squeezed a sizeable amount of slick into my palm and massaged my dick.

  Courtney watched and licked his lips. “Damn, Daddy. Can’t wait to get your cock inside of me!” Courtney’s cheeks flushed, eyes bright and big like saucers. By the expression on his face, his words weren’t just lip service. He appeared to be totally interested in me and what we were about to do.

  Aroused and excited, I swatted his hand away and poured more lube on the spot between his legs to make it comfortable for him. I wanted Courtney to experience more pleasure than pain. To feel me entering him completely. This would be our first time and definitely not our last.

  After putting the bottle aside, I continued to jerk myself off. I slid a finger into his pucker.

  So tight.

  Courtney gasped at the feeling, bearing down on my finger. He slid up and down, moving with me in the same motion.

  “How do you feel? Let me know if it’s too much.” I managed between breaths.

  Courtney’s gaze hadn’t left mine. He toyed with his own nipple, chest rising and falling as I got him ready. “It’s nice, but I want you.” He panted, eyes rolling upwards. “I’m loose enough. Just get in me!”

  I laughed but didn’t stop. “I gotta make sure you can handle this.” I removed the one finger, then added two more, going further.

  “Oh fuck, yes. Chance… please.” Courtney continued to toy with his own chest, twisting and tugging, making me wish to bite them. He gnashed his teeth together, panting from my gestures, looking so beautiful wrapped up in ecstasy.

  Enjoying the view, I thrust my fingers in at the same rate as I fisted my cock. I rubbed the tip of it with my thumb, playing with my own shaft that was rock hard from observing him. Once I got inside my baby boy, I probably wouldn’t last. “You still good?”

  “Yes! Please fuck me, Daddy!” Courtney pushed his body into mine.

  There was that word again. Didn’t Courtney know he was poking a sleeping beast? Already caught up in the lust, I hungered for his buttocks to envelope my dick. The urge to manhandle him and pummel him into the mattress increased.

  “Yes.” The only word I said through shortened breaths. My heart hammering and palms damp, I bent slightly to line up my hardening flesh with his buttocks. As I pressed further into him, warmth spread from groin to other places on my body.

  “Holy.” I inhaled sharp, closed my eyes tight to immerse myself in the sensation. I gritted my teeth and clasped his legs in my hands, slowly pushing into Courtney.

  “Yes, oh fuck. Harder!” Courtney cried, clamping his hips together.

  “Oh, damn.” I opened my eyes, peering down at the man I wanted to possess and devour. While wrapping his legs around my waist, I leaned into him, thrusting my body into his, getting lost in an abyss of emotions.

  Everything around us disappeared with only our hampered breathing and moans filling the space.

  Damn.

  I’d never experienced this kind of euphoria where nothing else mattered. Only how I pleasured my boy, my Courtney.

  Heat surrounded my head, making me dizzy and lose focus. Honestly anything could’ve occurred, and I wouldn’t have given a shit. This moment between us was more than I could’ve imagined. More than I could handle all at once.

  How would I be able to let him go when it was time?

  You won’t.

  Suddenly, my conscious voice woke me from the daze. How much more did I want from Courtney other than a long-term sexual relationship? Seemingly, I desired more than fuck buddies, or even boyfriends. I needed something more concrete. Something that would link us together for the rest of our existence.

  Immediately, my thoughts went to asking him for his hand in marriage, but I wouldn’t stop this glorious event to do it. Although a crazy idea, not surprising since I’d done such irrational things in the past.

  Still, the feeling overtook me to possess my boy and make him realize how important a step this was for us.

  “Courtney.” I growled, and leaned into him, sucking the side of his throat while continuing to pummel him. Sweat poured from my brow and covered other spots on my skin, meshing with his.

  “Oh fuck, yes. Yes, Daddy. Feels so good!” Courtney repeated, pushing himself into me, not leaving any space between us. He’d planted his ankles to my sides, tickling my back with his toes while nibbling on my earlobe.

  With my climax on the horizon, I pushed into Courtney at a faster pace. My flesh tingled and tensed in certain spots as my orgasm came to head. I clasped our hands together, then moved to his lips, feverishly tangling tongues with him. “Come for me, baby. I’m so fucking close. I don’t want to wait any longer.”

  “Yes, oh Goddess. I want your lips again. Need your mouth atop mine again.” Courtney pleaded and wrapped his arms around my neck while he took control of the lip lock.

  Although I was giving up charge, I didn’t care. I closed my eyes, seeing lights and stars of different colors explode through the darkness. My skin tightened, prickling on every part of my body while repeatedly I pushed into Courtney. “Yes.” I pulled away and rammed into him, making the bed shake. I threw my head back, spurting in between Courtney’s thighs, filling the latex with my release.

  “Oh yes, I’m coming!” Courtney screamed, and yanked me back into him.

  Again, we locked lips, tongues wrapped around each other’s as I claimed him.

  With this occurring, no way would I allow Courtney to leave without saying yes.

  Yes, to being with me.

  Being mine.

  Being my boy.

  Courtney

  After we rested, we fucked a couple more times, then fell back on Chancellor’s bed. Seemingly exhausted as I was, he pulled me in close and kissed my head, stroking my arm as if we’d known each other forever. Even knowing it wasn’t true, I enjoyed our time together and wanted more out of it.

  Silly of me to think when I’d just pledged single for life last night the one-night stand changed that. With Chancellor living here and me in the Midwest, it probably wouldn’t work.

  But…

  But? Maybe I could try with Chancellor. Although we’d just met, I desired him to be the Daddy I’d wanted to take care of me sexually, emotionally, and mentally. Of course, the financial part was a plus, but I wouldn’t mention that because I was no gold digger.

  Money without happiness wasn’t something I was interested in.

  Besides, the alternative was being alone and falling prey to Brad again. At least being with Chancellor, I wouldn’t even think of going back to that nutcase.

  As we lay in his bed, Chancellor’s breathing and the whir of the fan filled the bedroom. My own
heartbeat pulsed in my ears, wanting to ask where we went from here. His silence said he was thinking something too.

  Was he wondering what we’d do next?

  I hoped the quiet meant that. Or maybe I was overthinking it. Just because he was mature, didn’t mean he was into relationships, let alone long-distance ones.

  Unbelievable Chancellor had gotten me to consider something more, but it was only the beginning.

  Regardless, I’d have to ask because I was leaving in a few days. Even if he refused, I had to know for my own peace of mind.

  “Chancellor?”

  Chancellor stopped stroking my arm. “Yes, darling?”

  Hearing that term of endearment, I smiled and snuggled closer to him, wrapping both arms around his waist. “I wanna ask you something.”

  “Yeah? I have something to ask you too.”

  That comment made me raise my head to meet his light brown gaze. His eyes were soft, almost glassy, as if he was getting emotional. “You do? Then ask first. I wonder…”

  Chancellor pulled my hand up to his lips and kissed it. He squeezed my palm and yanked it towards his heart. “Courtney. You’ve given me more than I ever could’ve imagined and…” He looked away and shook his head.

  “And?” My chest tightened, nearly cutting off my breath. What did he want to say? Why did he appear nervous or even scared to talk? “Chancellor?”

  Chancellor lifted his head and my hand to his mouth, pressing his lips against the heel of my hand. He rubbed it along the side of his face. “Courtney. I know this is going to sound silly, but I want you. I can’t let you leave without knowing we could have more than this.”

  I gulped hard and grinned, bringing him in for a hug. “I want that too. But how would this work? I don’t live here.”

  Chancellor separated from me and I immediately felt the loss of warmth. “I know. Where do you live?”

  “In Illinois. I’m a substitute teacher at State college.”

  “Wow. That’s…” Chancellor dropped his gaze again. “So far away, and… I don’t really like long distance relationships.”

  Immediately my heart sank, and I sighed aloud. So much for finding the one I wanted. “I don’t either, but… I was hoping, maybe we’d try. I… fuck.” I removed my hand from his and sat up straight, sensing my throat tightening. I didn’t understand why I was getting so worked up over a man I’d just met.

  We knew nothing about each other, yet, I needed this man like I needed to breathe.

  Chancellor sat up too. “I feel the same. I… want you, Courtney. I want this thing between us to blossom.”

  “How? We live miles apart, and… I can’t move here. I’m assuming you can’t leave Vegas either because of your job, right?”

  “I can, but not right this minute.”

  Chancellor’s comment gave me a glimmer of hope. “Really?” I leaned in close and wrapped my arms around his neck.

  “Yes. I work from home. I build cars for a living, so I have no set schedule or location.”

  “Wow. That’s pretty exciting. So… And I’m sorry, for changing the conversation back to us, but how can we make this work?”

  Chancellor’s eyes looked stern lips pursed. Something important was on his mind and the tip of his tongue.

  “Chancellor?”

  “Do you want to be mine?”

  “Yes.” I said without hesitation. “I want you, Chancellor, but…”

  Chancellor’s eyes bulged eyebrow raised.

  “I want more than just the norm. I…um…” I released a ragged breath, looking down at our hands laced together. I wondered how I’d say what was on my mind without sounding psycho or offending him. I called him Daddy in the heat of the moment, but would he believe I desired that role to be a permanent part of our relationship? And then, would he accept that?

  “Courtney?”

  “Sorry. What we said last night about you being my Daddy.”

  “Yes.”

  “Well.” I rubbed the back of my neck with my free hand and nibbled on my bottom lip. “I want that, Chancellor. I want you to be my Daddy.”

  Chancellor’s serious expression morphed into a smile. He squeezed my hand tightly. “I want that too. I want to take care of you. It’s all I’ve ever wanted with my man.”

  Hearing his answer was a huge weight off my shoulders. I wrapped my legs around his waist and took his other hand into mine. “Good. I was scared to ask.”

  “Why?”

  “Well, we barely know each other and, some guys aren’t comfortable with that either.”

  Chancellor leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on my lips. He cupped my chin in hand. “Don’t ever be afraid to ask me anything. Now, I have to ask you again though. This will be tough being miles away, but are totally sure you want this?”

  “Yes.”

  “Being my boy, certain things will have to change. You’ll have to give up some independence. Not all, because I couldn’t expect too much of you being so far away. Also, taking care of you means, I’d make some decisions for you.” Chancellor dragged a finger down the center of my chest.

  Sounded good to me.

  I exhaled and licked my lips. “Yes. Of course.” With him making decisions for the both of us, my life would improve tenfold.

  “We’ll be miles apart, but I’ll still expect you to act like my baby boy even in my absence. No seeing anyone else. The same goes for me. Do you think you can handle that?” Chancellor’s voice dropped an octave. He was stern, eyeing me seriously.

  I nodded my head. I’d have a hard time throwing away my extras, but Chancellor was worth it. “Yes. I want you.”

  “You sure you wanna be my baby boy, Courtney? All mine?”

  “Yes. I want the sex, the emotional stuff, everything. I want it all.”

  Emotional meant commitment. I was allergic but damn this man had me changing my mind on the fly.

  Chancellor took both my hands again and held them firmly. “Then marry me.”

  Chapter Four

  Courtney

  Listening to his words, my mouth gaped open and eyes bulged.

  Did he just say?

  My mind replayed those words several times on a loop and processed them. Was he kidding? We couldn’t just get hitched without knowing each other, could we?

  “I…” After that initial word, nothing else would come out. I was so stunned by how easy he proposed.

  Didn’t he know I was kind of high maintenance?

  I loved being pampered in more ways than one.

  “Chancellor.” He couldn’t be serious. Marriage was bigger than having a Daddy/boy arrangement, right?

  “Courtney, I know it’s a shock, but I figured, marrying you would solidify the agreement. We’re already pledging monogamy and you want a structured arrangement as I do.”

  “Right.”

  What the fuck am I saying?

  Being in an arrangement and marrying someone is totally different. Although he was right in what he said, I wasn’t sure I was ready to say I do.

  But, could I do this to have the Daddy I wanted? There were big time strings and I might regret that when someone hot strolled across my path. But as long as Chancellor was around, he’d make me forget. He’d pummel me into the Serta, kiss me like there was no tomorrow and…

  And?

  “Courtney. When you called me Daddy last night and this morning something clicked. I’ve always desired a man I could take care of in every way possible. Nurture, hold, and fuck. Someone who’d want me and not need anyone or anything else. Do you want that, Courtney?”

  “Yes,” I said again without hesitation.

  What the fuck am I doing?

  No question I desired all those things. The emotional bond that would come from all we would build. But how would we do that being thousands of miles away from each other? Didn’t we both just say we hated long distance relationships?

  “Do you mean it, baby boy? We could go get married today, you know. This is the city of quick mar
riages.” Chancellor smiled, still holding my hands.

  “Yeah, I… I just wonder how we would do it being so far away.”

  “We’ll make it work. I promise you. Daddy’s gonna take good care of you.”

  I must be dreaming or going mad, or both. This man was proposing to me and all I could do was nod my head yes.

  What the heck had I done? Why was I allowing this man’s persuading voice and body convince me into marrying him?

  Fuck!

  I’m gonna get you back, no matter what it takes!

  Brad’s voice sounded, reminding me why. Yes, I was running from the man I knew and thought I loved into another I knew shit else about.

  Smart fucking move, asshole!

  Despite the warring thoughts in my head, I yanked him in for a kiss and drove him down onto the mattress. I desired him inside me again to consummate whatever the fuck we’d just done and make me forget I’d accepted his proposal without a second thought.

  While still a crazy idea, I’d made up my mind that it was about protection and wanting Chancellor to be mine.

  Chancellor

  After making love to Courtney again, I fought sleep and grabbed my laptop to print off our marriage application before going to the bureau.

  “So… I gotta ask once more.” I pressed the button to power up the machine then kissed Courtney who sat on the bed, wide eyed. He was digging through his purse for something.

  “Yes.” Courtney said without looking up.

  “Yes? Is that you asking me what I’m about to say?”

  Courtney pulled out his vape pen. “Nope. That’s me answering it. I told you I want this.” He took a puff and inhaled.

  “You’re gonna have to calm that a little. We haven’t had breakfast yet.” I said firmly and punched in my password.

  “Wha? It’s not like I’m smoking.” Courtney’s eyebrows raised and twisted his lips.

  Admittedly, I liked seeing him with a little attitude. Despite wanting Courtney to be mine, I didn’t wish for him to roll over either. This was different though. “No, but it’s not good for your health either.”