My Perfect Fit: A M/m Age Play Romance (Pieces Book 2)

by M. A. Innes

  “Wimp. It’s drinks and stuff. I know we’ve already had lunch but I’m starving already.”

  “We’ve been going nonstop since first thing this morning. That old man didn’t go easy on his free labor.” We flopped down on the blanket, laughing. I yawned and stretched out but jerked when something landed on my chest. “Hey!”

  “Sunscreen first, then nap, or you’re going to end up regretting it.” He smirked and I was tempted to say something to tease him back but then we’d run into the whole erection problem again. Trying to behave myself was hard.

  “Thanks.” The tone of my voice didn’t hide my irritation.

  He grinned even bigger. “You’re welcome.”

  Shirt off and lotion on, I was almost asleep when I heard a low, “Shit.”

  Opening one eye, refusing to give up on the idea of a nap just yet, I looked at Bryan. “Everything okay?”

  He took a deep breath then ran his hand over my chest. “Yes. Everything is fine. I’m going to read and you’re going to nap.”

  That definitely meant something was wrong.

  Two guesses what, and the first one doesn’t count. “They’re here, huh?”

  “Yup. Just pulled in. I plan on ignoring them. You close your eyes and at least look like you’re napping. I’m going to go back to my book. Hopefully, they’ll take the hint.” He gave me a firm nod that looked like he was taking this very seriously then went back to staring at his phone.

  I closed my eyes. “Getting to a good part?”

  He tried to sound like I was crazy. “It’s a mystery.”

  “A gay romance mystery?”

  There was a pause. “Go back to your nap.”

  I snorted but tried to follow his directions. Between working on both yards and the blowjob in the shower, I was beat. I was fading back to sleep when I was jerked back to functioning by giggles and laughter. Shit.

  They couldn’t take a hint.

  Opening my eyes, I was greeted by the lovely sight of three assholes and a bunch of people who were assholes by association if they didn’t let me get back to sleep. Not that it was going to be possible now. I shouldn’t have to protect my boy from his friends.

  “You guys got the message! When you didn’t pick up earlier we were afraid you wouldn’t come.” It was what’s-her-name, the dirty book girl.

  I looked at Bryan, raising an eyebrow. They’d called? He looked a little bit guilty and mouthed voicemail before shrugging. We were going to have a talk about the best way to avoid people. Listening to the message would have been a good idea.

  They laid out blankets and made trips back to their cars to get food and stuff, but eventually, they were all settled and chatty. Why did the dicks always want to sit by the people who were trying to avoid them?

  On one side was Aaron grinning and trying to chat up Bryan, who was still trying to read his book. On the other side, I had the pleasure of tweedle-dick and tweedle-nosy. Lovely. Deciding that going back to sleep would make me a dick too, I started digging around in the cooler.

  Grabbing water and a sandwich, I sat up and tried to ignore everyone. It didn’t work. Zach piped up and I couldn’t decide if he was trying to ignore how weird everything had been the other day or if he was just that stupid.

  “Hey, you guys left the barbeque pretty fast. I was hoping we’d get to play you guys.”

  Good God, we weren’t going to do this, were we? “Yeah, maybe another time.” That was the best I could do. Anything else was going to come out aggressive or obnoxious. Bryan wasn’t having fun either. Aaron kept trying to look over his shoulder and see what he was reading. That ass was getting entirely too close to my boy.

  “Hey, B. Let’s go cool off.” The water looked like the only place where we were going to get some privacy.

  “Sure.” He looked relieved as he locked his phone and stuck it in the bag. Standing, I took his hand and pulled him up. Aaron was watching—I couldn’t help myself. I gave Bryan a little kiss and kept his hand as we walked down to the water.

  He wasn’t mad. He laughed and shook his head at me. “Jealous much, caveman?”

  “You have no idea.”

  Tightening his grip on my hand he smiled. “Thank you for behaving then.”

  “Welcome.” He was right. Compared to what I’d wanted to do, I’d been very well behaved.

  We waded out deep enough for Bryan to lie back in the water and float. Since there was no way I was going to do that, I just held his hand and kept him from going too far. He looked relaxed and sweet, but the way the water beaded on his chest and made his swim trunks cling to his body had me thinking dirty things.

  “You’re thinking naughty things, Daddy.”

  It didn’t take a psychic to figure that one out. “Oh, yes.”

  “No goofing off today. There are too many people watching us.”

  He was right.

  I hated that.

  “Well, if I’m not allowed to entertain myself then you have to do it for me. Talk to me about something.”

  “That’s vague.” Bryan frowned but stayed floating in the water, pulling himself around by my hand. “About what?”

  “Anything. I’m supposed to be taking a nap and you’re supposed to be reading about some kind of sexy detective who’s probably got a freaky partner or something.”

  He laughed, “Freaky boss.”

  “Even better.” I moved him back and forth in the water.

  “Do you want to stay here or should we go? I’m not in the mood to deal with everybody. Aaron won’t take a hint, and moron one and moron two are too pushy.” He frowned but still hadn’t opened his eyes. “I still don’t know why they thought we’d be open to talking to them.”

  “I’m not opposed to talking about it in general—”

  “We saw that at the store.”

  “Don’t interrupt.” He laughed and I was glad to see he was starting to relax about it.

  “They just didn’t make me comfortable and were too…pushy.” Bryan’s description was the best one I could think of but nosy would work too.

  “It was like they were trying to take the decision out of our hands. You should be the one to decide that, not someone else.” He cracked open one eye and gave me this look like he was offended on my behalf.

  “I should decide, huh?” That was interesting.

  “Well, yeah. I’m not the best person to make that decision so it’ll be like the sex thing.” He closed his eyes again but managed to say the whole sentence without trying to hide. Of course, he would have probably drowned if he tried to, but still.

  “What if you disagree with me?”

  He thought about it. “Like not happy with it or actually don’t think it’s a good idea?”

  “Either one.”

  “I trust you. If I’m just uncomfortable, you’re going to make me do it anyway because it’s the right decision—like talking to you about stuff. If I think you’re wrong, like if you would have tried to share lots of stuff with Matt and Zach, then I would have said no and you would have stopped.” He was very matter-of-fact and really talkative for him.

  “What about Sarah and Richard?”

  “The people from the store?” He said it like he was hoping they would magically turn out to be someone else.

  “Yup.”

  Now there was a pause. “I don’t know.”

  “You don’t know or you don’t want to talk about it?”

  “Door number two?” It came out as more of a question, so I decided that he was probably just getting uncomfortable.

  “What if I said I wanted to do something like go out to dinner with them?”

  He sank like a rock.

  I pulled on his hand and he came up sputtering and coughing. “You weren’t supposed to drown, B.”

  He blinked and coughed again. “Wasn’t expecting that one.”

  “Obviously.”

  “Hey!”

  I laughed and pulled him close, letting him hide his face in my neck. “So,
what do you think? Now that you can’t drown and all.”

  “I…I don’t know.”

  It wasn’t a no.

  “All right, Baby.” If it wasn’t a no then it was up to me. Time to switch topics so he didn’t swallow the lake. That would’ve been gross. “What do you want to do this afternoon? There’s only so long we can hide out here.”

  He thought about it for a minute. “You want to make Mom dinner?”

  “Trying to butter her up, huh?”

  “Oh, yeah. We’re going to distract her by showing off how functional you are.”

  He was serious but I thought it was funny as hell. Once I caught my breath, I gave him a quick kiss. “Sounds fun.” At least it sounded better than hanging out with everyone else. “Do you know what you want us to cook?”

  “You’ve got to be kidding, right?” I got the “You’re an idiot” look again.

  He was right. “Okay, I’ll pick.”

  “And cook. We’re trying to impress her, not burn down the house.”

  CHAPTER 12

  Bryan

  “I’m leaving now, boys. Be good, and Maddox, don’t let Bryan use the kitchen!” Mom’s voice echoed through the house dragging me awake.

  “Bye, we’ll be careful!” Mad’s voice was entirely too cheerful and loud first thing in the morning. “Say good-bye to your mother.”

  “Bye!” I poked my head out of the covers long enough to call down to her then burrowed right back under. “Now can I go back to sleep?”

  “Yes, but didn’t you hear her at the door a few minutes ago?”

  “No.” Sleep was starting to call my name again.

  “She said she felt bad about leaving us all weekend, so she’d stopped at the bakery and brought back breakfast for us.” Mad let that sink in for a few minutes.

  “It’s the weekend? She had that birthday party thing, right?” My brain was starting to clear and I knew I’d said something important. “Oh, it’s Saturday!”

  Now he laughed and something about the sound sent shivers down my spine right to my dick. It sounded dirty. Like he was some kind of naughty mad scientist or something. “It’s Saturday!” I know I sounded silly and giddy but I’d been waiting for my punishment to be over for what felt like years and not days.

  Well, maybe not exactly because I liked the whole not getting to come thing. Kind of. But today was the day that I was going to get to orgasm again—hopefully several times to make up for the last couple of days. I’d gotten used to the constant erection but knowing that the end was in sight was making my dick even harder.

  I pushed the pillow off my head. “It’s Saturday, Daddy.”

  Mad leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. “That’s right. You’ve been a very good boy this week. Did you learn your lesson?”

  It was weird that a part of me wanted to say no, right?

  “Yes, I’ll be more careful and pay attention to what I’m supposed to be doing.”

  “Especially when it’s dangerous to daydream?”

  Now I could feel the heat rising to my face but I managed to nod and give him a reasonable verbal response. “Yes, Daddy.” Not a full sentence but he seemed okay with it.

  “Good boy. Let’s put some clothes on you then we’ll go have breakfast.”

  All I heard was clothes on and I couldn’t help but frown, “But…”

  Daddy reached down and gave my diaper a swat. “No, buts. I’m going to get you ready for the day, then we’re going to eat. After that, we’ll talk about the plan for today.” He gave me a stern look but the sexy gleam in his eyes let me know he wasn’t angry. No, he was horny.

  “I understand. I’ll be good.” Whatever he had in mind I didn’t want to ruin it. I also wasn’t sure I wanted to know about it either.

  Maddox pushed the covers off and rolled me over. I buried my head under my pillow again while he scooted around the bed and started taking my diaper off. He was talking to himself and I missed most of it but it was something about “One of these days…”

  I wanted to know…but I didn’t. My mortification won because I knew whatever he’d been talking about or planning I probably wasn’t ready to hear. He gave my hip a pat then pulled the pillow off. “Hop on into the bathroom, Baby. I’ll be in there in a minute to brush your teeth for you.”

  This was different. “Yes.”

  I climbed off the bed and did my best to ignore my half-hard dick waving in front of me. Mad came in as I was finishing up shaving. “Good boy.”

  That had my dick perking up more. The fact that he’d come up close behind me didn’t help the matter any. He wasn’t technically rubbing himself against me, but I could feel the heat coming off his body. Being naked while he was dressed just did something to me every time.

  He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a kiss on the neck. “My pretty baby. Let’s finish getting you ready for the day.”

  There was something about the way he said it. Like he had a secret and I didn’t know about it yet. He brushed my teeth and then insisted on being the one to put my deodorant on. That was weird…like a really intimate kind of weird for some reason.

  When we got out of the bathroom, he led me over to the bed. He’d laid out clothes and for a minute I was so distracted by that, I almost missed the important parts.

  “All right, B. Hop up. I’ve got your toys out and all ready for you.” He said it in a soothing, almost innocent voice. I knew I was standing there looking like an idiot, but I couldn’t help it. Looking over the items he’d set out I saw my…ring and the plug laying right beside a jock and a bottle of lube. My brain stopped working completely. “We have the whole house to ourselves and you’re going to be Daddy’s special boy all day.”

  It wasn’t a question, so there was nothing to say. He was very matter-of-factly laying out how the day was going to go. So I crawled onto the bed and lay down with my legs hanging off the side. My brain was still short-circuiting but my cock decided that it loved the idea. It was fully erect and leaking precum by the time I got settled.

  Just lying there, I wasn’t sure what to do next. The whole sex-shocked brain might have had something to do with it. Luckily, Daddy knew exactly what he wanted. Maybe luckily…maybe not. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a baby wipe.

  “Let’s make sure you’re all clean after wearing your diaper.” His voice started to get deeper and even though I was crazy embarrassed, my arousal didn’t dim at all. If anything, hearing him talk about it made me even more turned on. He used the wipe, cleaning me thoroughly and looking at me like I was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.

  I still couldn’t get used to it.

  Once I was cleaned to his satisfaction, he put my legs up on the edge of the bed, spreading me wide. I was alternating between feeling so mortified I couldn’t breathe and so turned on I couldn’t catch my breath. Mad must have been used to my losing it because he rubbed one hand on my leg and kept opening the lube with the other. “It’s okay. My sexy boy is going to love this.”

  There was still nothing to decide and nothing that I had to say. I lay there and watched as he squirted some lube onto his fingers and then brought it to my ass. I was doing good until he started that stupid sexy baby talk. Then I had to hide. There was no way around it.

  “Look at how pretty you are. Spread out for Daddy so he can get your special places all ready. You’re going to like getting dressed up for me.” His finger was making tight circles around my hole. I couldn’t wait for what was coming next. “Oh, look at that. Daddy almost forgot what needed to come first.”

  His finger moved away from my…special place and I knew better than to peek. Me seeing what was coming would not make me any less nuts. Yup, I was right. I felt the tight ring wrapping around my straining cock and I squeezed my eyes shut as it tightened around me.

  “There, now your special place looks sexy and you’re not going to be able to come without permission. Daddy doesn’t want to have to spank you for being a bad boy today.” He said
it like there was nothing he’d rather do more than bend me over his lap. Me neither.

  Once he had me secured, his fingers went down and this time he didn’t hesitate before easing one finger inside me. “Oh, Daaaddyyy.”

  “That’s my baby.” His fingers stretched and readied me for what seemed like forever. Eventually, he had three fingers moving inside my tight hole, making me crazy. I was desperately trying not to thrust back and try for more but I was running out of patience. When he pulled his fingers out, I was relieved and disappointed…but I’d forgotten about the plug.

  He slid it inside me in one long, slow, motion.

  The only thing that kept me on the bed was his strong hand on my chest. It felt incredible. It probably wasn’t that big but it made me feel stuffed. There was no way I was going to forget it was inside of me. Not to mention the amazing feeling when I clenched down and it hit my prostate.

  “Daddy!”

  My eyes flew open and I had to try and look. I was in the wrong position to see much but my cock was hard and looked almost obscene with the ring wrapped around it. Mostly what I noticed was the way Maddox was watching me.

  It was like he couldn’t get enough of me.

  “Look at how pretty my boy looks. Your special places look so cute all dressed up. I’m glad you like your new toy…it’s almost like a special binkie isn’t it? Clench down on it again and show Daddy how much you like your toy.” Then he ran his thumb over the head of my cock and I couldn’t help but do what he said. The pleasure radiated through me and it felt sexy and naughty. He was watching. “That’s my good boy. We won’t make it vibrate today. We’ll save that for another time.”

  I was so turned on I couldn’t think. It was embarrassing and horrifying but so damned exciting. It made me want to come right then. The only thing stopping me was the damned ring. I wasn’t sure if I was grateful for it or not.

  “All right. Almost ready, then we’ll go eat.”

  I was going to have to walk downstairs and eat like this?

  I might have said that out loud, or Mad could see it on my face because he chuckled then held up the jock. “Let’s get this on you. When you told me about these the other day, I couldn’t wait to see you wearing it. You’re going to look incredible.”