Chapter 8 Sebastian
SEBASTIAN
When we pulled up in front of my apartment, I didn't want the date to end. We'd spent hours at the beach and the park, and I felt closer to Brandon than I'd ever felt to anyone. He made me feel safe and cared for and special in a way I'd never experienced before.
Brandon put the truck in park and turned to me. "Thank you for spending the day with me, sweetheart."
"Are you kidding? Thank you for planning such an amazing date." I unbuckled my seatbelt but didn't move to get out. "I had the best time today."
"Me too." He reached over and brushed a strand of hair across my forehead. "I should probably let you go get some rest. It's been a long day."
I didn't wanna rest. I didn't want him to leave. In fact, I wanted him to come inside and stay with me and maybe never ever leave.
"Do you wanna come in?" The words tumbled out quickly because I didn’t want him to make any other plans if I took too long. "I could make us some dinner or we could watch a movie or play."
Brandon studied my face for a moment, and then smiled. "You sure? I don't want to overstay my welcome."
"You're always welcome." I reached for his hand and laced our fingers together. "I want you to come in, Daddy. Please?"
His eyes darkened at the word Daddy, and he squeezed my hand. "Okay, baby boy. I'd love to come in."
We got out of the truck, and I basically dragged him up the stairs to my apartment. My hands were shaking as I unlocked the door, but it wasn't from nerves. It was from anticipation. From wanting Brandon so badly I could barely think straight.
Once we were inside, I kicked off my shoes and turned to face him. “Welcome to my humble abode.”
He was standing just inside the doorway, looking around like he was trying to memorize every detail. "Your place is nice." He walked over to the bookshelf and smiled at my collection of dinosaur figurines. "Very you."
I laughed and moved closer to him. "Yeah, I might be a little obsessed."
"I like it." He pulled me into his arms and rocked back and forth. "I like everything about you, Sebastian."
When I looked up at him, I saw the heat in his eyes. It was the same heat I'd been feeling all day. "Daddy?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"I don't wanna watch a movie." I bit my lip and tried to find the courage to say what I was thinking. "I want you."
He sucked in a sharp breath. "Sebastian..."
"I know you’re gonna say we should wait, but I don't wanna wait anymore. I want what we did on the phone…for real."
Brandon cupped my face with both hands and looked into my eyes. "Are you sure? This is a big step that I don’t take lightly. Once I have you, I’ll never let you go."
"That’s what I’m counting on." I covered his hands with mine and pressed closer so he could feel the bulge in my pants. "I want you. Please, Daddy."
He closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath. "I can’t say no to you, sweetheart."
"Good to know." I winked and took his hand, leading him toward my bedroom.
My room was small but cozy. The bed was made with my favorite blue comforter, and there were more dinosaurs on the dresser.
Brandon smiled when he saw them, and I felt a wave of affection for him wash over me. “I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to have you.”
"Well, you are." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. “So what are you gonna do with me?”
He kissed me gently at first, but it quickly deepened. Then Brandon's hands slid down to my waist and I could feel that he was just as hard as I was. That made me moan into his mouth.
"Let's get you out of these clothes, baby boy." His voice was rough and low. "Can Daddy undress you?"
I nodded eagerly. "Yes, please."
Brandon took his time peeling my shirt off and pressing kisses against every inch of skin he revealed. His hands were warm and gentle, and he kept murmuring such nice things as he worked.
"You’re so beautiful, Sebastian." He kissed my collarbone and dragged his lips over my skin. "Such a good boy for Daddy."
I shivered at his words and felt heat pooling low in my belly. "More, Daddy. Please."
He smiled against my skin and moved to my shorts, unbuttoning them with steady hands. "Patience, sweetheart. Daddy's gonna take care of you."
He slid my shorts and underwear down my legs and helped me step out of them. I was completely naked in front of him, and I felt a moment of shyness wash over me.
Brandon must have noticed because he cupped my face with one hand and my ass cheek with the other. "Hey, none of that. You're perfect, sweet boy. Absolutely perfect."
"But you're still dressed." I tugged at his shirt. "That’s not fair."
He chuckled and pulled his shirt over his head. "Better?"
I ran my hands over his chest for the first time and let them trail down his stomach, feeling every ridge and muscle of his sexy body. "Much better."
He made quick work of taking off the rest of his clothes, and when we were both naked, he guided me backward until my legs hit the edge of the bed, and I sat down.
Brandon kneeled in front of me and spread my legs, settling between them. "You tell me if anything doesn't feel good, okay? I want this to be amazing for you."
"Promise." My voice was barely a whisper, but he heard me, completely attuned to every move and sound I made.
Daddy started at my knees, pressing soft kisses up my thighs. It tickled in a good way, and I squirmed under his touch.
"Stay still for Daddy." His voice was firm but gentle. "I’m trying to work my magic here."
I smiled and forced myself to hold still as his lips moved closer to where I needed him most. When his tongue slid over my cock and he took me into his mouth, I gasped and fisted the comforter beneath me to keep from floating away. "Yes, Daddy!"
He moved slowly, taking his time to learn what I liked.
I liked it all, but every time I made a sound or moved, he paid special attention and adjusted his technique.
It was overwhelming in the best possible way.
When I got close to coming, he pulled back and climbed onto the bed beside me. "Not yet, baby. I want to be inside you when you come."
I nodded frantically. "Yes. Please, Daddy. I need you."
"You got supplies, sweetheart?" He kissed my neck and then nipped my neck, making my dick even harder.
Panting, I pointed to my nightstand. "Top drawer."
He leaned over and grabbed what he needed, then settled back between my legs. "I'm gonna prep you nice and slow, okay? Tell me if anything hurts or you need a break."
"Okay." I trusted him completely and just wanted him inside me. “Just hurry up.”
Smiling at my eagerness, he lubed up his fingers and slowly worked me open while praising me the whole time. "That's it, baby. You're doing so good. Taking Daddy's fingers so well."
By the time he felt confident I could take his wide cock without too much pain, I was a trembling mess.
"Stop me if you need to. I’ll go slow until I’m all the way in." He rolled on a condom and positioned himself at my opening. "Look at me, Sebastian."
I met his eyes and saw nothing but warmth and caring attention staring back at me.
He pushed in slowly, giving me time to adjust. The stretch burned, but it felt so good that I didn’t care. I just wanted to feel him all over.
When Brandon was fully seated inside me, he paused and leaned down to kiss me.
"You okay, baby boy?"
I took a deep breath and nodded. "More than okay." I wrapped my legs around his waist and pressed even closer. “So, so okay.”
Daddy kissed me as he pulled out, slowly building a steady rhythm that tickled parts of me that hadn’t been touched in a very long time.
Within minutes, I was gasping and moaning beneath him, not sure if I wanted to come or keep it going forever. Both, probably.
He kept one hand on my hip and the other braced beside my head, never taking his eyes off me as he absorbed all my expressions and sounds.
"You feel so good, Sebastian. So tight and warm for Daddy." He angled his hips and hit a spot inside me that made me see stars.
"Right there!" I clutched at his shoulders. "Please, Daddy, right there!"
He pulled out a bit and nailed me again, hitting that spot over and over as the tension grew in my lower belly. "I'm close, Daddy."
He groaned and moved faster, chasing his own climax while pushing me toward mine. "Come for me, baby boy. Let Daddy see how sexy you look when you fall apart."
His words and that final thrust pushed me over the edge. I came with a gasp, spilling between our bodies in a creamy mess.
Seconds later, Brandon started moving again and groaned my name as he came too. A warmth filled me that I wished wasn’t contained by the condom. I wanted his seed to soak into me and become part of me forever.
After a moment, Daddy collapsed beside me and we were both breathing hard.
A floaty and warm feeling settled over me, and I was completely sated. “Wow.”
Brandon brushed my sweaty hair back from my forehead and dropped a kiss there. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?"
"Sleepy." I yawned and curled into his side. "And happy."
"Glad to hear it." He brushed his fingers through my hair, massaging my head. "But we need to get you cleaned up first. Can you stay awake for a few more minutes?"
“Mm.” I nodded even though my eyes were already starting to close.
Brandon got up and disappeared into the bathroom while I pulled up the covers. A moment later, he was back with a warm washcloth. He cleaned me up, being careful around the sensitive areas. "You’re such a good boy," he murmured as he worked. "Daddy's so proud of you."
I smiled sleepily and let him take care of me.
When he was done, he tossed the washcloth aside and slipped his arm behind my back to help me sit up. "Drink some water for me, baby." He held a glass to my lips.
I took a few sips and leaned back. "Thank you, Daddy."
"You're welcome, sweetheart." He set the glass on the nightstand and pulled me against his broad chest. "Get some sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up."
I snuggled into his chest as his arms wrapped around me. "You promise to stay?"
"If you want me to." He rubbed my back in slow circles and pressed his lips to my head.
"I want you to." I yawned again and exhaled loudly. "Don't leave me, Daddy."
"I won't, baby. I promise." He tucked the covers in tightly around us so I was toasty warm. "I'm right here and not going anywhere."
The feeling of safety and contentment was overwhelming. I’d never felt so loved in my life. My eyes grew heavier and heavier, so I let myself drift off in Brandon's arms.
Just before I fell completely under, I heard him whisper something against my hair. It sounded like "I love you," but I was too sleepy to be sure.
I wanted to say it back, but sleep was already pulling me under. So I just held him tighter and fell asleep.