Heat crawled up Seth’s neck and into his face. He’d recently drummed up the nerve to ask Daddy if he could help him get better at giving head. When Daddy gave him a blowjob, he would suck and swallow Seth until he’d melt into a pile of goo. When he gave Daddy a blowjob, he’d end up choking and sputtering through the whole experience. No matter how many times Daddy assured him there was no such thing as a bad blowjob, Seth wasn’t buying it.
“Thanks, Daddy.” Seth ducked his head. “It’s embarrassing for me to talk about, but I want to make you feel good.”
Daddy sighed and ran his palm up and down Seth’s frame. “I wish you’d believe me when I tell you how awesome you make me feel.”
“I know…” Seth shifted on the cushion, the need to pee becoming more urgent. “If you only knew what it’s like when you do that for me, then I think you’d understand.”
Daddy rubbed the pad of his thumb over Seth’s nipple. “Tell me, baby. What is it I do?”
“Um, a…a blowjob.”
It hadn’t taken Seth too long to discover how much Daddy loved dirty talk.
“Mmm.” Daddy nudged Seth’s ear with his nose, the warmth of his breath tickling Seth’s neck. “You like when Daddy sucks your cock, don’t you? When I eat your cum?”
Seth groaned. “Daddy, the cage. And…and I have to pee.” Daddy could always get him hard in record time.
He gave Seth’s nipple a pinch then rose from the couch. Seth couldn’t figure out why the spanking, pinches and love bites turned him on—even though they all involved pain.
“Come on, my poor baby.” He extended his hand. “Let’s get you taken care of. Then I’ve got something you can take care of for me.”
Seth chuckled. “Okay, Daddy. Thanks.
After Seth had peed and Daddy had unlocked his cage, they decided to take a shower together. While Seth reveled in the care and attention he received when Daddy gave him a bath, showering was its own kind of fun.
“How’s the temperature for you?” Daddy gestured for him to come over and check.
Even though Daddy had drawn him plenty of baths and shared many showers with him, he always asked Seth if the temp was okay. Seth stuck his fingers under the water falling from the largest showerhead he’d ever seen. Then again, the shower stall was bigger than any he’d ever used as well. The square-shaped, white and black tiled cubicle was the same size as Seth’s entire bathroom back in Idaho. In addition, it contained a built-in tiled bench at the back of the stall and the shower was surrounded by frosted glass on three sides. Seth loved it.
“It’s perfect, Daddy. Thank you.”
Daddy squeezed Seth’s ass. “Then let’s get in so I can soap up every inch of your gorgeous body.”
Seth stole a quick kiss from Daddy on his way into the stall. He’d been getting braver about making the first move. Being intimate and in a real relationship was still so new, so unexpected. However, he wasn’t going to waste the gift he’d been given. Seth wanted Daddy to know how much he was appreciated, so he’d do the best he could to show him every chance he got.
The soothing spray hit Seth’s head and cascaded down his back and shoulders. Daddy stepped under the showerhead alongside him and yanked Seth to his body, rubbing their groins together as the water heated their skin. Seth’s erection slid against Daddy’s and he hissed through his teeth at the glorious contact. He wanted Daddy’s dick in his mouth, but he also wanted him in his ass. If he could gather up a bit more courage, maybe he’d ask.
Daddy framed Seth’s face then brought their mouths together. He kissed Seth with a raw hunger and Seth wondered whether he’d have to ask for Daddy’s cock at all. Maybe Daddy already planned to fuck him once his lesson was over. Ever since Daddy had given him permission to use what he’d always been told were bad words, Seth enjoyed using them in his head. He wasn’t sure he’d ever feel comfortable saying them out loud.
Daddy explored Seth’s mouth with his tongue, tasting and teasing. The kiss reminded Seth of when Daddy would suck him off.
Maybe his lesson had already begun.
Daddy broke the connection and drew in a deep breath. “Baby, grab me that bar of soap, will you?”
“Sure.” Seth stretched past him to pluck the white bar from the caddy then handed it over. “Can I do you first?”
“Nope. I’m getting you nice and clean first. Then, once you’re relaxed, when you’re touching and caressing me, I’ll begin guiding you on how I like to be sucked.”
His balls ached with the need to come, but he didn’t have permission. As Daddy washed him with strong hands and questing fingers, Seth allowed his body to be manipulated however Daddy chose. He closed his eyes and dropped his head back, the warm water almost as soothing as Daddy’s touch.
Daddy made one more pass to rinse off the suds then passed the bar back to Seth. “Take it slow, baby. There’s no hurry, nothing else we should be doing. It’s only me and you enjoying each other’s bodies.”
Seth gave a shaky nod, suddenly nervous over the simple act of washing Daddy, something he’d done many times before. Daddy covered Seth’s hands with his own, keeping them connected as Seth wiped the soap over the hard planes of Daddy’s body.
“That’s it. That’s my good boy.”
Daddy pried the bar from Seth’s fingers. He hadn’t realized how strongly he’d been gripping the it.
“I don’t know why I’m so nervous, Daddy.”
Daddy pressed his lips to Seth’s forehead. “Sweet boy. It’s all right, Daddy’s here and you have nothing to be nervous about. I love you and everything you do. If all that happens is we hold each other all night, I’ll still be satisfied.”
Seth shook his head. “I want to keep going. This is important to me.”
Daddy tugged him by the hips until their bodies were flush. “Let’s take this to bed, baby.”
After one more slow, deep kiss—Daddy led him from the shower. He made sure Seth was well-dried off then directed him to sit at the end of the bed. While Seth waited as patiently as he could, Daddy hung the wet towels then dimmed the lighting. He glanced at Seth.
“I’m looking forward to gazing down at you, of watching my cock slide in and out of your mouth as I fuck you with it.”
So far, he’d only tried giving Daddy a blowjob when they were lying down in bed. His clumsy attempts had primarily consisted of lots of head bobbing to accompany the choking and sputtering parts.
But now he was ready for Daddy to teach him everything.
Daddy approached him, his erection swaying as he drew closer. “Clasp your hands behind your back and keep them there.”
That wasn’t what Seth had expected Daddy would say. He fought the urge to question him and did as he was told. Daddy petted Seth’s face.
“Good boy. Now open wide and stick out your tongue.”
Seth didn’t know what to think. However, the thick vein running beneath his rock-hard dick was throbbing thanks to Daddy’s words. So, he complied.
“Mmm, nice.” Daddy guided his cock to Seth’s mouth, but only placed the head on his tongue. “Keep your lips parted. I want to look at you, see everything. Eyes on me, baby.”
Seth’s cheeks flushed red hot. He’d never held Daddy’s gaze before with his mouth full of Daddy’s prick. But if Daddy enjoyed it that way, he’d do whatever it took to make him happy.
“Okay, I’m sliding my cock in now, but I’ll stop before I hit the back of your throat. Look at my hand, baby. I’m holding the shaft halfway up, so I can’t go any deeper, no matter how eager I get.” Daddy stroked the top of Seth’s head. “Here we go.”
Seth clamped his lips around the velvety skin, the thick hardness filling his mouth—even without Daddy feeding him the entire length. He’d never be able to swallow Daddy the way Daddy did for him.
“All the time in the world, sweetheart. All the time in the world. Enjoy the sensation of my heavy cock, feel the weight of it on your tongue.”
Daddy remained still, and Seth focused on
what he’d been told. Spit gathered at the corner of Seth’s lips. One of the very first things Daddy had warned him of was that spit happens and not to worry about it.
“You’re doing great, baby. Now suck. Start off lightly, don’t rush to the finish. Take your time.”
Daddy let out a small moan and Seth’s confidence grew.
“Oh, yeah. Just like that. Now add some tongue. Swirl it around the head a few times then press the tip into my slit. Not too hard.” Daddy groaned. “Perfect. Again, baby. Lick Daddy’s cock.”
Daddy had begun to saw his hips, but still had his fist wrapped around the base of his shaft. He used his other hand to cup the back of Seth’s skull, holding him in place. With his hands clasped behind his back, Seth had to rely on Daddy to guide him through the act.
“I won’t last long, baby. You’re too good at this.”
Seth’s chest swelled from the praise, and he focused on using his mouth on Daddy just the way he liked it.
“Can you taste me? I know I must be leaking like crazy—you’re so fucking hot.” Daddy curled his fingers in Seth’s hair. “A little faster now. Breathe through your nose and keep sucking, keep that tongue moving.”
Seth hadn’t been able to nod so he could answer Daddy’s question. But he’d gazed up at him and locked eyes, no longer shy about doing something that had him so aroused. He’d also wanted to tell him he doubted he’d last either. His own cock was leaking and twitching like mad.
“Okay, baby. I’m giving you more, try to take it.”
Daddy’s hips moved faster, and he pushed more of his rigid flesh past Seth’s lips. The deep masculine scent of his Daddy mixed with the soap filled his nostrils. Seth craved his Daddy’s aroma. His balls ached, his need so overpowering he thought he might come without anyone touching him, with only his Daddy’s cock in his mouth.
“Fuck, yeah, baby boy,” Daddy growled as he pumped in and out of Seth’s mouth, hanging onto to him by his hair. “Take it.”
Seth’s eyes watered as he worked his Daddy’s prick over good, gave him everything he had. Right as his cock swelled on Seth’s tongue, Daddy froze, and hot seed erupted in Seth’s mouth. He reflexively swallowed then did his best not to lose any of Daddy’s cum so he could make him proud.
Daddy’s frantic breathing gradually slowed in the aftermath, and his softening dick slipped from between Seth’s lips. He couldn’t grab it since Daddy hadn’t said he could unclasp his hands yet, so he chased Daddy’s cock with his mouth. However, Daddy thwarted him by dropping to his knees.
“Share it with me.”
At first, Seth didn’t understand what Daddy had meant. But the moment Daddy shoved his tongue into Seth’s mouth, he knew. Daddy wanted to taste his own cum along with Seth.
Daddy swept his tongue through Seth’s mouth once more before pulling away. “That was magnificent.”
He tugged on Seth’s hands and Seth got the message. Now he could touch.
“Are you sure it was okay, Daddy?”
“Do I ever say things I don’t mean?”
Seth pressed his forehead against Daddy’s. “No. You don’t.” He hung his arms around Daddy’s neck. “I’m glad you liked it.”
“Magnificent doesn’t mean liked, baby. It means loved.” Daddy straightened and gave Seth a grin. “I have a Thanksgiving present for you.”
Seth’s stomach dropped. He’d had no idea Daddy was getting him a gift. He would’ve gotten him something too, had he known.
“But I don’t have anything to give you, Daddy.”
“Don’t worry. You already gave it to me.”
Seth narrowed his eyes. “Wait. What do you mean? What gift?”
Daddy laughed. “The same one I’m about to give you.” He jumped to his feet, dragging Seth with him. “Now get your fine ass in bed. That beautiful cock won’t suck itself.”
Seth’s eyes widened. He decided that exchanging Thanksgiving presents was an excellent idea after all.
Chapter Four
Seth sat on his hands in the passenger seat of Daddy’s SUV. He’d been working on getting rid of, or at the very least, some of his nervous habits. Yet, for his first trip to the new therapist he wasn’t having much luck.
“Everything all right, sweetheart?”
They were on their way to his first appointment with the therapist Pastor Callum had been the most enthusiastic about. He’d assured them that Dr. Anora Clay not only specialized in helping people with PTSD issues, but understood the type of lifestyle he led with Daddy. The discussion he’d had with Daddy at Thanksgiving about his fears had made getting a sooner appointment a priority. He’d been fortunate there’d been a cancellation that week and that she could see him so soon. Otherwise, he would’ve had to wait until the New Year.
“Would it be okay if I practiced driving the SUV later? If it’s not too late when we get back, I mean.”
Most of the people Pastor Callum knew worked in Portland or the surrounding area. Seth had discovered a while back that the pastor attended the same club where Daddy had met his boy, Everett. Since the club was located in Portland, that was where the therapist was also located. Seth felt bad that Daddy had to do so much driving because of him.
When Daddy didn’t respond, Seth checked to see if maybe he was upset about something. Instead, Daddy glanced at him with the corners of his eyes crinkling and a slight curl to his lips. He returned his attention to the road.
“Seth, you didn’t answer my question. Why don’t we start there? Then we can go back to the issue of you driving.”
“Oh, gosh. Sorry.” Seth couldn’t stop himself from wiping his palms along his jeans. He’d worry about bad habits after his appointment. “What was it you asked again?”
“That’s okay, baby.” Daddy reached over with one hand and patted his knee. “But I was wondering how you’re holding up.”
Seth nodded. “Right, now I remember.” He let out a long exhale. “Um, I’m nervous. But that’s probably obvious. As weird as it sounds, I’m excited about going. It’s not the same as it was with Pastor Callum where I was sure he would think I was an evil, terrible person.” Seth winced. “Even though you said he was gay and wasn’t like all the Christians I’d grown-up with—I had a hard time believing it.” Seth rubbed Daddy’s jacket-covered arm. “Sorry.”
“Not needed.” Daddy tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “Look, I know I’ve said it many times before, but this is why going to see a professional is so important for you. Not because they’ll wave a magic wand and make as if nothing ever happened, or so you’ll never feel pain or worry again. But to help you understand and cope with the fallout from your abuse, to give you the tools you need to forge ahead.”
Daddy grabbed his knee and gave it a hearty squeeze. “And from now on, every time you don’t say you’re sorry about something, you’ll get a morning wake up blow job.”
Seth laughed so hard, he got dizzy. Daddy joined in and Seth discovered that a good portion of his tension had faded away.
Seth finally caught his breath. “I know I’m bad about that.” He paused for effect. “I didn’t say it.”
Daddy barked out another laugh and grinned. “Okay, that counts as one.”
Seth ducked his head but couldn’t stop his own happy grin. He didn’t even care about getting to drive the SUV later. But Daddy being Daddy, he hadn’t forgotten.
“As far as driving practice goes, until your birth certificate arrives, there’s not much we can do unless we’re at the vineyard because we can’t get you a permit. But we can definitely go there sometime this week.”
“Oh, I know. I was thinking when we got back from Christmas shopping, that I could maybe sit behind the wheel in the driveway and go over the controls in your car since it’s so different from anything I’ve ever driven before. That’s all.” Seth regarded Daddy. “But you’d let me drive around the vineyard?”
Daddy’s mouth twitched. “Only after its closed and everyone’s gone. Safety first.”
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nbsp; Seth’s jaw dropped. “Daddy!”
Daddy chuckled. “I’m only sort of joking. However, I do have a lot to take care of there this week, what with the holidays. My manager’s a bit overwhelmed, so I thought he might like an extra day off. We could go to the vineyard for the day, let you tear around the place afterward. Then as long as we’ve gone that far, head over to Florence and Heceta Beach. We can stay the night, maybe hit up the restaurant with the steaks and Gorgonzola sauce again. Whaddya say?”
“That’s a great idea. I’d love to, Daddy.”
He’d almost asked Daddy if he was sure he wanted to do it, but that was another area Seth was working on—accepting that Daddy meant what he said and wouldn’t have said it otherwise.
“Well done, baby.” Daddy glanced at him with a wink. “That’s settled, then. I can’t wait.” He flicked on the right turn signal, and they pulled off the Interstate. “Should be there in a few minutes. She said she was right off the highway.”
Sure enough, after a couple blocks, they reached the building where Dr. Clay’s office was located. While he’d calmed down when he and Daddy were talking, as they pulled into a parking spot his anxiety soared once again.
“You’re doing very well, Seth. You know I’m proud of you for taking this step, right?”
He gave Daddy a shaky nod and swiped his palms along his jeans one more time. “You did. Thank you, I’m trying really hard.”
Daddy leaned over the console and gave him a peck on the lips. “I can tell.” He jerked his head toward the glass double doors to the three-story building. “Let’s say we head in.”
Seth nodded again, but with more intent. Whenever Daddy said he was proud of him, he felt as if he could conquer anything. Having someone believe in him was a thrill he doubted would ever dissipate with time.
He followed Daddy into the building where they located the office directory by the bank of elevators. As Daddy looked it over, Seth took in his surroundings. Nothing remarkable stood out—the building was typical of what might be expected for a structure filled with medical practices. Still, Seth had expected something grander for the city of Portland. Overall, the area didn’t seem much different than Eugene—except more crowded.
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