13. Zach
ZACH
It takes me a while to come fully back to myself, but that’s okay. Nate holds me for as long as it takes, stroking me and making me feel safe and wanted.
Eventually, I shift so my chin is on his chest, and I’m staring at him. “That was amazing, Daddy. Thank you for making it such a wonderful experience.”
He smiles and tucks my hair behind my ear. “You’re welcome, sweet boy. Does that mean you want to explore kink further?”
“With you? Yes.” I stroke my fingers over his chest. “You’ve… Uh… Made me come twice, and you haven’t come at all.”
He chuckles. “That doesn’t matter. I’m glad you had fun and were able to let go.”
“I really needed to.”
“I know.”
“And now I want to do something for you. I want to make you come.”
Nate stares at me steadily.
My face heats up. “But it’s been a while since I’ve done anything with a guy, so don’t judge, okay?”
“I would never.”
I grimace. “You might. At least be kind.”
He cups my cheek. “Sweetheart, there’s no need to be nervous. There’s also no need for you to do anything right now.”
“I want to,” I assert again. “Unless you don’t want me to?”
His smile deepens. “I never said that. I don’t want you to feel like you have to reciprocate.”
“I know I don’t have to.” But I do really want to. I push the blanket aside and tug at his shorts. “You’re wearing too much, Daddy. May I?”
He lifts his hips so I can remove his shorts and underwear, and then sits so I can take his T-shirt off.
I stare at him, licking my lips. He’s even more stunning than I imagined.
His tanned body is heavily sculpted, reminding me of the ancient statues of perfect men in museums, although he’s a lot better endowed than they ever were.
He’s also circumcised, which takes me aback.
I shuffle down the bed so I can easily lie and suck his cock. I hesitate. I’ve always enjoyed giving head, but it’s been months since I have. What if I’ve forgotten how to do it, or suddenly developed a really bad gag reflex?
He strokes my hair and gazes at me lovingly.
He won’t judge me. I’m not trying to win any awards for my technique.
I only need to make him come. I want to give him an orgasm to thank him for helping me let go so completely.
For introducing me to a world I’d only been vaguely aware existed.
And for everything else—the morning runs, the hugs, listening to me, and being patient with me, even when I was being cagey.
I need to thank him for everything he’s done since the moment we met.
I stroke his cock a few times to get him hard and then curl my hand around the root, steadying it so I can take it into my mouth. I focus on the head first, licking his slit as I suck.
He sucks in a breath. “Oh, sweetheart, that feels so nice.”
I take him deeper, swirling my tongue down his shaft.
He tips his head back and arches his spine. “So good, baby.”
I work my mouth up and down, falling into a rhythm, as he strokes my hair and we gaze into each other’s eyes.
“Fuck! Your mouth is… It’s… It’s… Amazing!!”
Does he mean it? His words spur me on.
“Oh! Oh...” He draws it out, practically purring.
I suck harder, drawing patterns on his length with my tongue.
He gasps and clutches the sheets. “So fucking good,” he croons. “Your tongue… So fucking supple… Oh! Fuck, that’s…” He licks his lips. “You’ll have me coming in no time, sweetheart.”
Every bit of praise buoys me. I grin around his cock, sucking and licking for all I’m worth, taking him so deep that his pubic hair tickles my nose and chin.
The more he praises me, the better I want to perform.
Soon, I’m humming and moaning around his cock, like I’m devouring the most delicious meal ever.
He tightens his grip on my hair, tugging desperately. He draws his brows together. “Baby, I’m going to…”
I could pull off, but I don’t. I let him come in my mouth, sucking and swallowing his salty cum as he shivers and groans.
I don’t stop until he’s spent, and his cock has gone floppy.
Then I rest my cheek on his thigh, his cock still lolling in my mouth.
I breathe through my nose, lazily fluttering my lashes as I stare at him.
His eyes are heavy-lidded, and damn, he looks so gorgeous from this angle.
He relaxes his grip on my hair, stroking me once more, his smile full of admiration. “That was so good.”
I smile, releasing his cock from my mouth. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, Daddy.” I kiss his stomach and then crawl into his arms, resting my head on his shoulder. “Thank you.”
“What are you thanking me for?”
“Making me feel good. Praising me. I’ve… No one’s ever praised me like that before.”
“You enjoyed it?”
“Yes. I was nervous to start with, but the more you praised me, the more confident I felt.”
“You had no reason to be nervous, sweet boy. You have a very talented mouth.”
I snort-laugh. “I’m glad you approve of my mouth.” I twirl my finger over his stomach. “Am I doing this right?”
His brow crumples into a frown. “Doing what right?”
“Being your boy?”
“Oh, yes, baby. You are perfect.” He kisses the top of my head. “Give me a few minutes to recover, and then we can shower and make food. You must be getting hungry.”
“I dunno… I’m pretty full right now.”
“Cum is not a meal.”
I bat my eyelids. “It’s not? Are you sure?”
He chuckles and kisses me again. “Positive.”
We doze for a while, only stirring when our stomachs grumble that we’ve been awake for hours but haven’t eaten a thing.
“Shower time,” Nate says decisively.
“Or we could have a bath?” I suggest.
“A shower would be faster.”
“A bath would be more relaxing.”
“I like this version of you.”
I frown. “What do you mean?”
“You’re bolder today. You’re not afraid to let me know what you want anymore.”
“That’s good?”
“Yes, baby. I hope it means you’re regaining your confidence.”
I smile tentatively. I hope so, too.
Without bothering to put clothes or robes on, we wander to the main bathroom, where Nate runs us a bath.
He adds bubble bath, and we climb in together, me sitting between his splayed legs, with my back against his chest. I rest my head on his shoulder, and we trade kisses as we enjoy the warm, soapy water.
“Tell me about your family,” Nate says. “You said your parents were supportive, but that’s really all I know about them.”
“I’m number two of four.”
“Four kids, wow?”
“Yup. I have an older brother and two younger sisters. None of them is as star-struck as me, though. My brother, Anthony, is a doctor.”
“A doctor? Impressive.”
I stroke his knee. “More impressive than acting?”
“Different. You’ve certainly impressed me in lots of ways.” He kisses my neck.
I resist the urge to tell him I doubt that. All I’ve done since we met is jog and fall apart on him. Oh, and apparently I just gave him a good blow job, so I guess there’s that.
“Mum sends me an email every week to keep me updated on what everyone’s doing. It’s fun reading about all their antics but, fuck, do I miss them.”
“Enough to go home?”
I sigh and stare at the bubbles floating around our legs. “I didn’t think so. Now, I’m not so sure.”
“I know it’s hard, but you shouldn’t let one person destroy your dreams.”
“Easier said than done,” I mutter, pressing against him. “You have a sister and a niece?” I ask, to change the subject. “Any other siblings or nieces and nephews?”
“A nephew, Rylan. He’s thirteen. He has bad taste in movies, though.”
“Oh?”
“He didn’t like Confessions of a Teenage Jock.”
I laugh. “I’m not sure liking it means you’ve got good taste in films, either.”
“Why Zach Taylor, aren’t you proud of your debut movie?”
I half-smile. “Yeah. Yeah, I am. And shocked it was so popular. Did you know we filmed it in one month, including reshoots?”
“Really?”
“Yes. Super low budget, remember? We had to get it filmed during the summer break so we could use a school building. They roped loads of the kids who went there into being extras. Can you imagine that? Volunteering to pretend to be in school when you’re meant to be on holiday?”
“Did they get paid?”
“I guess they must have. I have no idea how much.”
Nate kisses my shoulder. “You had good chemistry with your co-star.”
“Stacey? It was all acting, believe me.”
“Have you ever been interested in girls?”
“Not really… I was confused for a bit as a teenager. I dated a girl because I thought I was supposed to, but there were no sparks. We both knew it, so it didn’t last long. I ended up asking my best friend if I could kiss him.”
“Did he let you?”
“Yes. I didn’t fancy him, and he didn’t fancy me, but there were more fireworks in that one kiss than I’d ever experienced before. That pretty much sealed the deal for me. I realized I was into guys and came out to my family. They were cool with it.”
“I’m glad.”
“Your family were okay with you when you came out, weren’t they?” I ask.
“Yes.” Nate sounds wistful. “I wish all my friends could have had parents who were so supportive.”
“Like Kurt?”
He nods and presses his face against my neck. I thread my fingers through his, raise his hand to my lips, and kiss it. He smells and tastes of rose bubble bath.
“Are you out professionally?” I ask after a minute or two of silence.
“Yes.”
“So… You can and do date publicly?”
“Yes.”
I disturb the water by wafting my hand back and forth, watching the resulting ripples.
“So you wouldn’t want to date someone who’s not out?
” I squeeze my eyes shut. “Not that I think we’re about to start dating,” I say in a rush.
“I know this is a temporary arrangement, while I get my head sorted. It’s not going anywhere. Why would it? I’m—”
“Shush,” he whispers against my ear, before kissing me just behind it.
My stomach flutters and my spine tingles.
“Don’t worry about any of that right now. Let’s see what happens, all right?”
I nod, but then shake my head. “This is only temporary, isn’t it? The moment I leave Halo House, I won’t be your problem anymore. That’s the deal, right?”
“You’re not a problem,” Nate assures me in a soft voice. “Yes, you’re someone I chose to help.” He nuzzles my neck. “But I don’t tend to sleep with the boys I meet through Halo House.”
“We haven’t slept together…”
“We made each other come. That’s close enough.” He kisses my jaw. “I’m enjoying spending time with you, sweet boy.”
“Me too, Daddy.”
“Then let’s focus on that for now, all right?”
I nod, unsure what this means. “But…”
“Don’t worry about anything else, except what feels right in this moment. Does being with me feel good?”
I hum. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Then nothing else matters.”
“I like that song,” I say, attempting levity.
He chuckles against my neck. “So do I.” He nudges my face so he can kiss me on the lips. “Can you do that, sweetheart? Can you concentrate on the here and now and put worries of the future aside?”
“When I’m with you? Yes.”
“I’m glad.” He splashes me with water.
“Hey! What was that for?”
“It made you smile.”
I splash him in return. “And I made you laugh.”
He captures my lips again, kissing me greedily. Afterwards, he presses kisses down my throat and runs his hand over my thigh. “We should get out and have some food.”
“We should,” I agree half-heartedly.
“Cooking together will be fun.”
My heart swells, and my smile turns into a grin. “Yeah, it will be. I’m looking forward to it, Daddy.”