Derek
“Yes, sir,” he replied, complying immediately.
“Aren’t you a needy little slut,” he said, spitting in Kieran’s face.
“Keep your mouth open, boy.”
He slapped his cock on Kieran’s tongue, smearing the leaking head across his lips.
“Close your mouth around my cock, but no sucking. You’re just a throat for me to fuck. Do you hear me boy?”
“Yes, sir.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Papa.”
“What?” asked Derek, unable to stop himself snorting.
“I thought Papa was better than green. I like having a theme.”
“So, what have you changed amber to, and after the scene has already started?”
“Father.”
“And the safe word is still daddy?”
“Yes, sir,” he said with a cheeky smile.
He shoved his cock down Kieran’s throat without warning, causing him to gag.
Derek knew he was okay, so he held Kieran’s head in place.
His throat contracted around Derek’s cock, and he breathed quickly through his nose, spluttering with saliva running down his chin.
It made Derek’s cock nice and wet. He pulled out, licked the spit off Kieran’s chin, and spat it back in his face.
“Remember who’s in charge here, boy. You ask permission to change words. Do it again, and you won’t be allowed to cum.”
“Yes, sir,” he said with a smirk.
“You know I can get all the pleasure I want from you without fucking you, don’t you?”
Kieran’s mouth opened, and he clamped it shut again.
Derek had learnt over the past few weeks that the thing Kieran loved the most was being fucked.
Threatening to take that off the table might make him more obedient.
Unlikely, though, given it was clear he would try to test Derek to see what he could get away with.
It was fun to see this more playful side of Kieran.
He teased Kieran’s mouth with his cock again, getting him to open but not suck for a few minutes as he fucked the wet warmth, pushing himself to the back of Kieran’s throat and watching him splutter and try to comply by holding still and not sucking.
“Suck my cock, boy. Get me nice and wet.”
Kieran’s mouth clamped down on Derek’s cock, and he threw his head back in pleasure.
Fuck! He knew how to suck cock better than anyone Derek had ever had.
Kieran buzzed with happiness as he worked Derek’s shaft, still blindfolded with his hands locked behind his back.
Derek was getting close, so he pulled out and watched Kieran lean forward, trying to get his cock back in his mouth.
“Stand up,” said Derek.
Kieran stood with no issues, and Derek manoeuvred him over to the bed.
Derek positioned Kieran so he was on his stomach with two pillows under his groin, his arse at the perfect height for Derek to enjoy his favourite meal.
He gripped Kieran’s hard and dripping cock and pulled it down, so it hung alongside the pillows and wasn’t flat.
Kieran groaned in frustration, causing Derek to chuckle.
He heard Kieran mutter something under his breath, so he slapped him hard on one of his arse cheeks. He yelped, followed by a moan.
“What was that, boy?”
“Nothing,” he mumbled.
He slapped him again, this time on the other cheek, eliciting another yelp.
Given his arse was one of the few parts of his body not covered in ink, and Kieran was so pale-skinned, the redness showed up almost immediately.
It made Derek’s cock throb with need. Kieran was practically purring, and Derek looked forward to exploring this more, but right now it was clear Kieran needed something different as a punishment.
“Turn over,” he commanded.
“Why?” he whined.
“Don’t question me unless you want me to stop.”
Kieran couldn’t turn over quickly enough, which was impressive given the cuffs, blindfold, and pillows.
Now he was on his back, looking like a work of art.
His cock head was leaking profusely. Derek gripped it hard, causing Kieran to arch off the bed and cry out in pleasure.
Derek didn’t move his hand, just tightened his grip harder.
“What did you say, boy?”
“That I can . . . I can cum more than once in a night.”
His face went bright red with embarrassment, and Derek was grateful for the blindfold as he was unable to keep his face straight. The cheeky little fucker. Derek was going to have fun with this.
“Let’s test that theory, shall we?” said Derek, getting down on his knees and swallowing Kieran’s cock.
“What do you . . . oh, fuck . . .”
Kieran was the perfect size to take down his throat with no issues, and he tasted heavenly.
Derek pulled hard on his balls, causing Kieran to babble incoherently.
He grabbed the lube, which was lying on the bed, and slicked up two of his fingers.
Not warming the lube, he stuck them both inside Kieran’s hole without warning.
That was enough for Kieran to cry out and unload into Derek’s mouth, but he wasn’t done yet.
Rather than swallow Kieran down, he held the load in his mouth, releasing Kieran’s still pulsing cock so the last few spurts landed on his stomach.
Derek then gripped Kieran’s cheeks using his thumb and second finger to open his mouth before spitting all of Kieran’s own cum into his open mouth.
“Swallow it all, boy.”
He did as he was told.
“On your front,” he said, standing up.
Derek moved him into the position he needed him to be in, and gripped his wet and softening cock, giving it a few hard pulls on the sensitive head, and causing Kieran to moan. He didn’t waste time getting his cock slicked up and putting the head against Kieran’s unprepped hole.
“How are you feeling, boy?”
“Papa.”
Derek couldn’t stop himself smiling and shaking his head. They would need new words, but that was a conversation for later. Now he had the permission he needed to push his cock into Kieran’s tight heat in one hard thrust.
“Fuuuuck . . . oh my god,” Kieran cried out.
Derek pulled out, eliciting a whimper from Kieran, so he pushed back in just as hard, getting another cry of pleasure from him.
He did this a few times, getting his hole nice and loose.
He gripped Kieran’s cock, which was still soft.
That wouldn’t last long, but he was going to have some fun first. He used one hand to push Kieran’s face flat onto the bed, muffling his moans, and the other to grip his cuffed hands, using those to stabilise himself so he could fuck Kieran’s tight heat as hard as he could.
Looking down, seeing Kieran’s hole stretched around his girth almost made him cum immediately, but he had perfected the art of holding back his own orgasm over many years. His partner’s pleasure always came first.
“Look at you taking my cock, boy. Do you want some fingers in there as well?”
“Yes . . . sir . . . I want more,” he moaned.
The fact Kieran could still speak meant he needed to up his game, so he thrust in harder, causing the boy to cry out. Derek moved the hand he had between Kieran’s shoulders and gripped his cock. He was hard again and already leaking.
Derek let go of Kieran’s cock, getting another needy whine from him. He slicked up his thumbs and slid the first inside Kieran’s hole, slowing his thrusts down. He then added the other thumb, then used them both to pull Kieran’s hole open wider as he thrust his cock as deep as he could get it.
“Fuuuuck!” shouted Kieran. “Yes . . . more. I need more.”
Derek continued to pull Kieran’s hole open with his thumbs, fucking him hard and deep as the boy cried out in pleasure.
Derek was getting close, but he knew he could hold it back for longer.
Though it was a bit more of a challenge since they were going bare, and even with him using his thumbs to open Kieran up, he was still tight around Derek’s cock.
“You take my cock so well, boy,” he said, slipping his thumbs out and using one of his hands to take hold of Kieran’s cock. It only took a couple of strokes and he was coming again.
“Don’t move,” said Derek, pulling out.
He wasn’t done with Kieran yet, and was certain he could get a third load out of him, but they needed to change things up. Derek looked at Kieran – hands behind his back, body covered in sweat, his cock hanging down, dripping with cum and his hole fucked open, looking delicious.
Derek grabbed the key and removed the handcuffs, rubbing Kieran’s wrists to check there were no marks and his circulation was fine.
“Stand up.”
Derek smiled as Kieran stumbled to his feet unsteadily. He removed the blindfold and watched him blink a few times, adjusting to the light again. He looked beautiful and completely wrecked. Kieran smiled at him and looked down at Derek’s hard cock.
“Can I help you with that, sir?” he asked with a smirk.
“You can ride me.”
Kieran nodded enthusiastically. Derek moved the pillows off the bed and lay down in the middle of it.
Kieran used his hand to wipe up his cum and smear it on Derek’s cock.
They’d done this fantasy of Kieran’s more than he could remember, and he still couldn’t get enough of it based on the big grin on his face.
Within a few seconds he was buried back inside the man who had his heart.
Kieran arched his back and rode Derek’s cock. He took hold of Kieran’s cock and he winced.
“It’s sensitive.”
“I need another load out of you, boy.”
“Maybe later. Let’s sort you out first.”
Derek gripped his hips, stopping his movement. “Excuse me?”
“I just want to make you cum. It’ll make me happy, and you want me to be happy, don’t you?”
Derek shook his head, smiling. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Fill my arse with your cum and then have a nap. You might be able to go again later with a rest.”
Derek flipped them over, so Kieran was on his back, and pushed his cock in as deep as he could go.
Kieran moaned, his eyes rolling back, and his cock twitched, but it didn’t look like it was ready for a comeback just yet.
Derek could be patient, so he leaned forward and kissed Kieran gently as he slowly fucked him, making each stroke deep, but at a pace that kept him just on the edge.
He was determined not to finish until Kieran was ready to go again.
Many guys couldn’t get fucked after they’d cum as it was too sensitive, but not Kieran.
Although the sex between them had been tamer before today, he was still a greedy cock whore who loved to be fucked as often as possible.
Thankfully, Derek wasn’t like most forty-five-year-olds and could keep up.
Would that be the same in ten years? He wasn’t sure.
The one thing he was certain about was that he wanted this man by his side.
There was no doubt in his mind now; he was deeply in love with Kieran Hailer, and he would make it his goal in life to make him smile every day.
Derek saw Kieran’s cock twitch as it started coming back to life, so he used the back of his hand to stroke it gently, knowing it was still sensitive. It responded by thickening.
“If you don’t cum before I do, then I won’t fuck you again for a week,” said Derek.
“Yeah, right. You can’t resist this hole,” he replied with a smirk.
Derek responded by pulling out.
“What are you doing?”
Derek flipped Kieran over, so he was flat on his stomach, and thrust his cock back inside him. He used his hands to grip him under the shoulders so he could fuck him hard.
“Fuck. Yes,” Kieran cried out.
Derek fucked into him, not holding back this time. He was close, after edging himself for the last hour. He was now going to prove a point to this brat about who was in charge.
It didn’t take long, with their skin slapping together and the tight grip of Kieran’s heat, before Derek shouted out his release, and he was sure he’d cum more than he ever had before.
His dick kept pulsing out more cum inside Kieran, as pleasure rippled through his body.
He took a moment to let the aftershocks of his orgasm settle before he pulled out, watching his cum drip out of Kieran’s well-fucked hole. He turned him over, and he was smiling.
“What are you smiling at?”
He gestured downwards with his eyes. Derek looked and Kieran’s cock was covered in his cum. He couldn’t help but laugh.
“I love you so much.”
Kieran’s mouth opened, and tears appeared in his eyes. Derek leaned forward and kissed him gently.
“I’m not expecting you to say anything back until you’re ready, but I wanted you to know how I feel. How could I not fall in love with you, Kieran?”
He got choked up, so Derek lay on his side and pulled Kieran into him, letting him cry.
Kieran still had a long way to go in his recovery, and it wouldn’t all be easy, but he knew giving his heart to this beautiful young man had been the easiest decision of his life, and he’d spend every day reminding him just how worthy of love he was.