by Sean Michael
He rubbed his hips against Stephen’s ass, letting his boy feel his need.
Stephen groaned and arched into him.
“Now do as I say and look.”
Stephen opened his eyes, and he gasped. “It’s…I…Daddy!”
“Is it lovely? And it’s going to be just stunning in that cage.”
“It doesn’t look real. It doesn’t feel like it can be real.”
“Touch it.” He wanted to see Stephen’s hands on it. His beautiful boy.
Stephen whimpered, but he did, eyes going wide and shocked. “Wait.”
“Wait?”
“I…it’s just numb.”
“So you won’t be tempted to touch, right?”
“But when you touched me, it was huge.”
“Oh, really?” He reached for Stephen’s little cock again, touching the tip, rubbing it.
Stephen cried out, eyes rolling up in the back of his head.
“How fascinating!” And how wonderful. He would be able to drive his boy crazy in the evenings, but there would be no urge for Stephen to touch himself during the day.
“Fascinating? Crazy-making.”
He chuckled and wrapped his hand around the little cock, stroking gently. “I’m good with that.”
It was stunning, how Stephen’s cock stayed soft and lax, but his boy was almost wild with sensation. He loved the way Stephen squirmed against him, that ass feeling so good against his needy prick.
“I need to move. This is insane.” Stephen’s bone-deep arousal and joy flooded him.
Gaze on his boy’s tiny cock in the mirror, he stroked as he licked at Stephen’s neck. Stephen’s expression was fierce face purely wild.
He rocked his hips, encouraging Stephen to fuck his hand, to move between it and his cock. He needed to be inside his boy, but for just a moment, he wanted only this.
This wild passion stole his breath away, Stephen near crazed with passion. He rode it with his boy, every stroke of his hand pushing Stephen, and himself, higher.
Finally Stephen broke away from him, turned, and slammed into his arms. He brought their mouths together, kissing his boy as he grabbed him up and went to the bed. He needed to take Stephen, to fill his boy yet again.
“Fuck me. Daddy, I need you. Now.”
“I know, boy.” He could feel that wild need all through his own body, Stephen’s need amplifying his own, making him want to throw back his head and roar.
One day, he would take Stephen in his dragonkin form, let Stephen take him deep. Today his human cock would more than do the job.
He barely waited to push some lube into his boy before he pressed his cock inside Stephen’s tight body.
Stephen bounced on him, pushing him hard. He slammed into his boy, taking his cues from his boy. So fucking hot. They were on fire together, both of them moaning and crying out. He wrapped his hand around his boy’s cock again, the pleasure ratcheting up again immediately.
“Daddy! Harder! Please, harder!”
He would have accused his boy of being pushy, but he could feel the wild need that built within his boy every time he stroked the wee cock. Stephen’s need was real and extreme. He grabbed hold of Stephen’s hips, pulling him into each hard thrust.
Stephen screamed, the sound echoing through the house, and then he shuddered and shook, the smallest bit of spunk leaking from him. His body squeezed down tight around Champ’s cock and he moaned loudly as he filled Stephen with his pleasure, pulse after pulse leaving him.
He collapsed onto Stephen, panting hard.
Stephen sobbed, clinging to him, holding him tight.
“I’ve got you, boy. I have you.” As he always would. Who could have anticipated such an intense side effect? Well, Berny had no doubt known, cheeky bastard, not telling him.
“Don’t let me go. Please.”
No. No, never.
“You are mine forever, Stephen. There is no letting go. Not ever.” He brought his mouth to his boy’s, licking at the sweet lips before slipping his tongue between them and devouring Stephen. Stephen let him in without hesitation, the soft cry making his heart clench.
He kissed Stephen for a long time, before settling, wrapped tight around his boy so they could rest together.
The cage could wait for tomorrow morning. It wasn’t going anywhere, and neither was he.
Chapter Nineteen
Stephen’s day had been amazing. He had aced his art history test, he’d been in the studio and driven it, and now he was heading upstairs, with the plans for his new studio in hand.
He was in the best mood, and he was almost in his dragon’s arms. He swore he could feel Champ’s presence as the elevator rose, making his blood tingle as it moved through his veins. It was fanciful but fun to imagine it could happen.
I’m coming, Daddy! He wondered if Champ could hear him.
I’m ready, boy. Not only did he hear Champ’s reply, his Daddy sounded so eager.
You heard me! He bounced and laughed happily.
Of course I heard you. You’re my mate.
He opened the door, still laughing with pure joy. “Home, Daddy!”
Champ was right there, his Daddy wrapping him in a tight hug. “Oh, my boy. You’ve been missed all day long.”
“Mmm…I’ve missed you, but it was a good day. I aced my test and drew up plans for the studio.”
“That’s wonderful! Congratulations on the test and the productive day. I see our little solution has been effective.”
“Stop it.” He poked Champ playfully, laughing.
“What? You’ve had an incredible day at school and you’re in a wonderful mood. Last week, you were miserable away from me and couldn’t get anything done. And we know that while you might still be small, you’ll have all the sensation and more when it comes at my hand now that you’re home.” Champ carried him over to the sofa.
“Mmm…I’m in your arms. I love that.”
“I love it too. It’s where you belong. Although from the looks of it, you do well at school too. Now let me kiss you and then you can tell me all about your plans for your studio.” Champ’s lips closed over his, the kiss all-consuming. He opened up, tongue sliding over his lover’s as he enjoyed their closeness.
Champ’s hands slid over his body, adding to the pleasure that sung between them. His Daddy didn’t touch his cock though. He was thankful. Yesterday had been…intense. Overwhelming.
Eventually, Champ backed off, resting their foreheads together. “Now, I really do want to hear your plans for your studio.”
“You remember how we talked about taking that wall out and then putting up the lighting?” He grabbed the plans. “I want to keep the bathroom as is and put a sofa here.”
“That looks great. A nice big comfy sofa for when you have a visitor to your studio?”
“Yes, for when my beloved Daddy comes.”
Champ beamed at him, clearly pleased to be a part of his plans. “So we’ll take out the wall to make the room bigger? Should I call someone to come do that as soon as possible?”
“Do you mind? I can do a lot of the work this summer—not the electric, but a lot of it.”
“You don’t have to do any of the construction. We can hire people to do that. You can have anything your heart desires. We’ll make it happen.” Champ put an arm around his shoulders and tugged him close.
“I’m spoiled rotten. Rotten.” He kissed Champ, so happy.
“Oh, yes, you seem rotten to the core.” Champ laughed and hugged him close. “Not true for even a moment, my darling boy.”
“Can we snuggle for a few hours, Daddy, before supper?” He loved this, leaning and touching and petting.
“Of course. You want to snuggle here or in the big chair in the study or in bed?” Daddy was so good to him.
“Oh, the big chair in the study. It smells like you.”
Champ kissed him gently. “You honor me every day, boy. You really do.” His Daddy picked him up, carrying him toward the cozy study.
/> “Your study is a special place.” It was comfortable, and Stephen felt like it was the best place to relax.
“Any room with you in it is special.” Champ set him down on the chair, which was more than big enough for the two of them, then went over to the fireplace and turned it on. The only light in the room, it made the place cozy, warm, very intimate.
“I love you. This is…this is magic, Daddy. All of this. Us.”
Champ returned to the chair and sat next to him, then pulled him into his Daddy’s lap. “It is. Literally as well as figuratively. You are a very special person. My glowing boy, yeah?”
“I’m your boy, all the way.” He reached up and cupped Champ’s cheek.
Champ turned his face and kissed Stephen’s palm. “My glowing boy. Ever since that first day, I could see you.”
“You did, Daddy. You knew.”
“I’m so glad you trusted me at the beginning.” Champ nuzzled him.
“I’m so glad you were determined. That this—we—are real.”
“We are. A dragon and his mate. Very real, and very rare, and very special.”
Stephen nodded. “A boy and his Daddy.”
A love…forever.
End.
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Jerusalem Fuller has it all together. He’s made himself a good life; he has his own company, his own house, and has a wonderful group of friends who are into the same Daddy kink that he is. In fact, he’s been learning how to be the best Daddy he can be in the hopes that the man he loves will come home to him.
When Christian shows up on his doorstep, Jerusalem takes him in, hoping that this time Christian will stay and they can have a life with each other. Jerusalem is going to have to be patient, though, and help Christian see that he has value and that he’s worthy of Jerusalem’s love. If they do the work, they just might find their happily ever after together.
My Book
About the Author
Best-selling author Sean Michael is a maple leaf–loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.
Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.
The Hammer Boys Reading Order
Bent was the first Hammer story I wrote and it probably makes sense to start with it, even though the Montana and Billy novels come first chronologically. Bent kind of lays out the groundwork of The Hammer Club and a number of the "regulars" are introduced in it. Drawn, Found, Snared, Owned and Push are set before the events in Bent take place.
Bent
Drawn
Found
Snared
Owned
Push
Baked (available at Evil Plot Bunny)
Forged
Spoken
Control
Christmas Auction
New
Submission
Domination
Burn
Christmas Angel
Little Jamie
Sold
Better Than Friends
Gravity
Christmas Homecoming
Solitary
Trust
Switch
Beaten
Treat
Renew
Hitched
Top Bidder
Deeper
Cream
Need For Sale
Combine
Flair
Twas the Night
The Box of Nails Reading Order
This Old House
This Young Stud
Making Repairs
Jack of All Trades
The Briar Rose Reading Order
Hoarse Play
Controlling Parker
Blended Family
Iron Eagle Gym Reading Order
The New Boy
The Perfect Boy
The Luckiest Master
The Closet Boy
The Dom’s Way
The Eager Boy
The Gentle Dom
The Needy Boy
The New Boy
Lance Packet just got a contract to shoot an erotic BDSM deck of cards, the only problem is finding models. So far everyone he’s interviewed thinks he’s looking for sex for hire. Then in walk three perfect examples of men: Tide and his friends, Tyrone and Bran.
Tide Germaine is a model and a Dom. He and his best friend Tyrone opened The Iron Eagle Gym as a place for gay men in the lifestyle to work out, do scenes, and congregate with like-minded men. The modeling is just another job for Tide, but it soon turns into a grand seduction as Tide falls for the shy, self-conscious photographer. The problem is Lance doesn’t believe he’s in Tide’s league, and he’s not at all sure about the Dom and sub thing.
It’s not going to be easy, but Tide’s going to have to convince Lance he belongs at Tide’s side as both lover and sub.
The Perfect Sub
While new couple Tide and Lance spend time deepening their relationship and further introducing Lance to the joys and vagaries of being a sub, established couple Tyrone and Bran discover that they still have a thing or two to learn as well.
A new job finds Bran run off his feet, and a visit to the eye doctor leads to the discovery of a brain tumor. Bran is terrified. He strives to be the perfect sub for his beautiful master and sees the tumor as a personal failing as he tries to handle every last phone call, e-mail, and text that comes in, no matter how early or late. When Tyrone finally finds out about the tumor Bran’s been keeping a secret, he realizes he’s been taking his sub for granted, and he works to rediscover his boy and their relationship. Of course, that’s easier said than done given that Bran’s job is taking up all his time, and he would rather pretend the tumor just doesn’t exist than actually deal with it.
It's going to take all of Tyrone's prowess as a master to help guide Bran through these troubled waters.
The Luckiest Master
When Master Damien Richardson (Day to his friends) takes over the front desk manager job at the Iron Eagle Gym, he knows he’s going to need an assistant. But finding the right person for the job is harder than he thought it would be. When he meets Saw, he thinks he’s found the solution to all his problems, and maybe something more.
Sawyer Whitehead lost his master to a tragic car accident some years ago, and since then one opportunity after another has gone sour on him. Thoroughly convinced he’s cursed and a jinx to everything and everyone he touches, he refuses to officially become Day’s assistant because he knows that as soon as he does, something terrible will happen. He’s even more determined not to get involved with Day, despite his attraction, because it would kill him to be responsible for tragedy befalling the lovely man.
Day must convince Saw that he’s not cursed and that together, they can face any challenge that comes their way—in both their professional and personal partnerships.
The Closet Boy
Way’ra Bernard is just twenty years old when his parents kick him out of the house. He has been brought up to believe being gay is wrong and he is going to go to hell for it. He tried very hard not to be gay but couldn’t change the way he felt. Now he’s living furtively in a closet on the third floor of the place he’s working as a janitor—the Iron Eagle Gym.
Neal McPhe
rson is an unattached Dom in his midtwenties and a member of the gym. One evening after working out, he notices Way’ra on the stairs and he’s immediately attracted and intrigued, so he asks Way’ra out. Unable to come up with a reason to refuse, and also interested in Neal, Way’ra accepts.
There are a lot of obstacles to the relationship they attempt to build after their date, not least of which is Way’ra’s upbringing and his lingering doubts about the kinky sex Neal enjoys. But with patience and persistence, Neal might convince Way’ra to not only accept himself, but to loosen his inhibitions enough to explore and find a happy ending together.
The Dom’s Way
Neal and Way from The Closet Boy are back, only now they’re Dom and sub, and exploring their relationship through the lifestyle. Way is eager to learn everything, and more in love with his Master every day. For his part, Neal can’t believe how lucky he is to have found such an innocent but sensual boy, and his love for Way continues to deepen as well.
As they learn what works best for them both, Way has trouble obeying some of the rules Neal imposes. Like the no touching himself rule. Neal wants Way to learn control, but Way, after holding back for so long, struggles to keep from indulging. He’s not trying to disobey Neal; he just can’t help himself.
The two men must work together to find the balance that brings them each the most satisfaction and happiness.
The Eager Boy
Eight months ago Robin Secoya left his lover and Master, Stack Lonbond, because he didn't believe Stack really cared about him. He was sure that for Stack, any warm body would do, and Robin wasn't willing to be just a warm body anymore.
A chance meeting at the Iron Eagle Gym brings them back together, and old feelings aren’t far from the surface. They decide they can’t pass up a second chance at romance. But this time, it isn’t just Stack’s demanding career as a big cat vet putting strain on their relationship. Robin also has a new job that takes up a lot of his time.