by B L Morticia
“Warm and sticky all over.” Courtney sighed contently. “Sleepy too. You always manage to wear me out.”
I laughed and finished cleaning him as best as I could. “Same here, although I’m not as tired as you seem to be. Wanna turn over for me?”
Courtney did so without a word, leaning his head on my leg.
“Does your ass hurt?” I rubbed the ointment on my palms, then softly massaged it into his flesh.
“Not a lot. Even if it did, I love the sting from your spankings, Daddy. Love when you fuck me afterwards and pump me full of your seed.”
“I love it too. There are so many things I love doing for, to, and with you, baby boy. You make Daddy very happy in every sense of the word.”
“I feel the same. If only we would’ve met sooner.” Courtney kissed my inner thigh and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Oh, I know, but at least we’re here now.” I caressed his ass cheeks one last time. “I’m done. Would you like to lay on Daddy’s chest while I turn on the movie?”
“Yes, but I don’t feel like watching anything now. My eyes are too heavy.”
“I figured. Let’s get up under the cover then. We can save it for later.”
We moved to the top of the bed and I yanked the covers back for Courtney to crawl underneath them. After I settled in, Courtney leaned on me, curling one arm around my stomach to relax. Wouldn’t be long before either or both of us would fall asleep.
“This is nice.” Courtney said after releasing a yawn.
“Mhmm. We’ll wake up later and figure out what to have for dinner too. Is there anything you’d like me to cook?”
“No idea. My brain is so foggy right now, I can barely concentrate.”
“True. Go on and get sleep, love.”
Courtney sighed contently and grasped my side. “Thank you, Chancellor, for being the Daddy of my dreams.”
“You’re welcome, love. And thank you for being my boy.”
Didn’t take long for us to wake up from our nap. When hunger pangs struck me, I slightly turned over to check the clock.
6:18 p.m.
We’d slept longer than I thought we would. Thankfully, it wasn’t too late to cook dinner, unless Courtney preferred to order in.
“Sweetheart? Are you hungry?”
“Starved. For you and food.” Courtney chuckled.
I pressed a light kiss to his head. “All right. You’ll have to let me go if you want me to fix something.”
“How about getting something delivered. Then I can make you come before dinner arrives?” Courtney propped his chin on my stomach, eyeing me with a seductive expression. He dragged his hand downward, tugging on my rock-hard shaft.
“Hmm. That does sound like a wonderful idea. How would my boy like to make Daddy come?”
“However, Daddy wants to, but I will say.” Courtney moved up to kiss my lips quickly while still caressing my cock. “I’d like to ride Daddy’s dick to come inside me.”
“I see. Well, I believe that will work just fine. What would you like me to order?”
“That Italian restaurant we had the night we got here would work.”
“Okay. I eat there so much I’ve got them on speed dial.” I reached over, grabbed the phone’s receiver, pushing seven. There weren’t many numbers I had saved, but I adored Marinnosotti’s so much, they made the exclusive cut.
“While I’m ordering, get the lube to prep yourself. I’ll join you as soon as I hang up.”
“Okay, Daddy.” Courtney pressed his lips to mine again, getting the large bottle of slick. He turned over on his back, squeezing a nice amount into his hand, then after lifting his legs up, he reached between his legs, slipping two fingers inside himself.
As I rattled off our dinner request, I watched my lover, sink his own digits in between his thighs. His cock stood at attention, dripping pre-cum from the slit as he loosened his hole for me to enter.
Damn.
Admittedly, I was distracted by the heavy-lidded eyes, mouth in an o shape. Courtney’s breaths labored as one hand worked on his pucker while the other held his leg close to his head for me to view.
Shit.
“About forty-five minutes? Great thank you.” I managed then pushed the disconnect button, before placing the phone on the cradle. “C’mon over here, baby boy. I need your ass on my cock right now. Not sure I’ll last more than a minute.”
“Me neither.” Courtney eyed me, then rolled over to take his rightful place on my lap. Once he positioned himself above me, he lowered himself onto my cock, swallowing my erection with his gorgeous ass.
“Oh God, baby boy. Yes.” A surge of energy rushed through me when my hardened flesh connected with his skin. I curled my fingers around his waist, steadying him as I built a rhythm, ramming myself inside of him, hitting that correct spot. My dick thickened, ready to fill Courtney with my seed.
“Holy, ooh… Daddy, please, fuuuu…ughhh.” Courtney moved along with me, twisting his own nipples, making them firm on his chest. Under the soft lights above, the sweat on his skin illuminated his tattoos and glinted off his navel ring. He threw his head back, moaning and mewling while riding my cock in the same motion of my thrusts. When Courtney straightened his head, he leaned in, covering my lips with his own.
“Damn, baby.” I bucked into him, slowing the pace just to stave off my climax. I fisted a bunch of his hair, holding him close while our tongues dueled in a wild feverish dance.
“Ugh, please Daddy, let me come. Please.” Courtney spoke against my lips, curling both arms around my neck, still moving in rhythm with me. “I can’t wait any longer.”
“You may, baby boy. I can’t hold out either.” I said into our kiss, loosening my grip on his brownish blond locks. As I raked my scalp with my nails, I explored his mouth with my tongue, tasting him completely. My pecs firmed on my chest, goose pimples forming, making my flesh tingle from the sensation of having my baby boy so close.
While we continued making love, I lost myself in the feeling of finally falling in love with this man. This young man that stole my heart from the first meeting, teasing me with his femme wiles, driving me to make an irrational decision that could’ve ruined both our lives.
Instead it was the complete opposite.
We had chemistry that burned in between the sheets and out of them. I yearned for Courtney unlike anyone else I’d dated in my entire life. He made everything complete and crystal clear, gave me a reason to enjoy my existence again. With my boy around, things weren’t boring anymore because I had this little firecracker on my side for all times.
Still, I wondered could I tell him how I felt. After all it had only been almost three months since we stood in front of the justice of the peace and his wife at the chapel not too far away from my home. Despite all of what had went on, was Courtney ready for me to proclaim my undying love for him?
I ached for Courtney, deeply. Him being here made it hard to leave at times although I had work to complete. My workers had said as much, even Penelope who called me whipped, adding it was super cute to see me so enamored with one person. No question when I let him in that first night, no one else could infiltrate my thoughts or my heart. Courtney Hague had me mind, body, and soul, and I didn’t wish for anything more.
Regardless, could I tell Courtney all this and not expect him to say in return? He was still young with his whole life ahead of him.
What if he got tired of our role playing? Of me spoiling him and sometimes treating him like a child? Courtney had said he loved the discipline, the strong arm, the structure in our lives, but would it prompt him to say the words?
“Daddy, yes!”
Courtney’s loud screams brought me out of my haze. He straightened and shuddered from head to toe. Obviously caught up in the ecstasy, he spurted long ropes onto my chest and stomach, covering me with from my collarbone on down to my waist. “Goddess, Daddy, I love you! I fucking love you.”
“I love you too, baby boy.”
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sp; Love?
Those words. Courtney had said those words as only he could. With a curse word no less, but did he mean them? Even if they were in the heat of the moment, I’d take it. I’d run with the feeling of being loved by my boy without worrying about the future.
This was a chance I’d taken. A big one to allow someone into my heart and my life.
And right now, I had no regrets.
Epilogue
Courtney
I’d been waiting for a while to do this right, and finally the day had come. To have the wedding we’d always wanted with my friends and family looking on.
Although my Mom and Dad weren’t all the way with it, they accepted my invite to our home in Vegas to witness our nuptials. Chancellor’s Mom as well as a few other family members had also made the trip. My friends, who were my best men, as well as Chancellor’s friend Tarik and his husband Moosha, Erick and new girlfriend, Sheryl, our wedding party was a unique mixture of people.
We wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
Chancellor, not one to spare any expense, had the back yard set up with chairs for almost one hundred fifty. Stairs led up to a gazebo where the justice of the peace who married us the first time stood. His wife wasn’t too far away taking charge of the sound system.
The weather was perfect. Not a cloud in the sky, no rain in the forecast. Slightly warm, but not enough where it was unbearable. Even if it was, nothing would’ve kept me from saying I do again, to the man I loved more than anything or anyone.
To keep up the theme, my friends all wore a dress like the mini that snagged Chancellor for me. The only difference, the dress had a trail that reached our ankles. I wore a crown with netting that reached the center of my back and carried flowers almost like the bouquet I had before.
Chancellor had a suit made similar to the one he wore that day also with the only difference being a gold vest. His groomsmen looked amazing in those suits, but none could hold a candle to my husband.
We desired the nostalgia, to recreate the moment in that chapel only miles away from here. Totally appropriate since we rushed to the altar, shutting out those who were most important to us.
Despite not feeling the magic initially, the pull that would keep me by his side, I definitely sensed it now. No one could tear me away from my husband.
The man who gave me a reason to give up single life, to stop vaping too much, to let go of my inhibitions, and my pride. To allow myself to be taken care of and to have all my debts paid.
It’s what Daddy husbands were for, right? To make their partners happy in every sense of the word. To give them structure, discipline, and a firm hand to keep them in line.
No one had to understand it or even accept it because this was my life.
Mine to live and love with my high roller.
Yeah, we were fools to get married within twenty-four hours. But I would’ve been an even bigger fool to let Chancellor Anthony McNamara get away.
Author Sharita Lira’s personal note
In June of 2011, my cousin Scottie Collins took his own life. After his death, my uncle informed me he did it because he was gay and felt he had no one to turn to. When I learned this, my writing took on a whole new meaning. It was no longer about writing hot, sexy stories or making lots of money. It was about letting people know they can be happy with who they are and be loved for it.
One thing I try to stress in every book is it’s okay to be different and you’re never alone. If no one understands or you feel you need some help, don’t hesitate to ask. Reach out to your local GLBTQIA+ organizations to talk to someone about how you feel. Here’s a short list of organizations that can help with your feelings as well as supporting you through life.
The Trevor Project
It Gets Better
Point Foundation
GLAAD
GLBT Hotline
Task Force
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