Page 49 of In the Name of the Father

“Exactly.”

“But why would the Dom need one?”

“Well, sometimes a sub, or boy, might want to impress a Dom by proving to him how much he can take. Maybe he knows the Dom is very sadistic and likes to give a lot of pain when he plays. So, the boy could be tempted to keep going even though he’s hating what the Dom is doing to him, so he doesn’t use his safeword. Then, the Dom could use his own word and stop everything to verify the sub is okay before continuing the scene.”

“The scene?”

“Uh…” Malcolm’s intention hadn’t been to get into a BDSM 101 session—he was more interested in getting started on their dynamic—but he also did want to quash Seth’s curiosity. The poor kid had already endured that his entire life. “One of these days, if you ever feel comfortable enough, we could visit a club so you can see what it’s like.”

Seth tensed up and Malcolm assumed it would be a while before there was much of a chance ofthathappening. “But in essence, it’s an agreed upon period of time where Dom and sub, Master and boy—or girl—stay in their roles.”

“Oh.” Seth went back to idly petting Malcolm’s chest. “Is that what we’re doing then?” His voice had gotten softer, a reminder of the first time he’d ever heard Seth speak in Woody’s. “We’ll only do a scene once in a while? You won’t be my Daddy all the time?”

Malcolm wrapped Seth in a tight embrace. “Not at all, sweetheart. I want to be your Daddy with you as my boy 24/7. But you have to be in agreement with that—which is a big part of what we’re taking the time to do right now.”

Seth’s body relaxed in his hold almost immediately, and Malcolm had his answer.

“Okay, I agree. Can we write that down now?”

“Of course, baby.” Malcolm’s heart was full of his love for Seth. “Seal it with a kiss?”

Seth’s features brightened. “Yes, Daddy.”

Holding his boy on his lap, their mouths crushed together, their breath mingling—everything about the moment was perfect. Even more so because of what Seth had agreed to. Malcolm could honestly say he’d be happy and content without any added kink if he could always be Seth’s Daddy.

But it doesn’t hurt to ask.

Malcolm swiped his tongue through Seth’s mouth once more then dragged it along his lips. As if he wasn’t hard enough already, recalling the moment Seth’s prick had swelled on his tongue and the warm jets of cum shooting down his throat would’ve done the trick just fine. He couldn’t wait to have his boy’s cock in his mouth again.

“There we go, sweetheart.” Malcolm wrote down that they were Daddy and boy 24/7. He had to admit it was a glorious sight. “Now, I have lots of fun, sexy things to discuss with you, but it’s vital we get to your safeword first.”

Malcolm considered Seth, noting that he seemed anxious again. He’d have to remind himself over and over how unusually innocent Seth was, that his naivete went beyond the average newbie.

“I don’t know what word to use, Daddy. I’m still not sure I’ll even understandwhento use it, either.” Seth rubbed his forehead. “I’m too…I’m not…” He let out an aggravated growl. “I want to do the best I can for you, but what if I never get the hang of these things?”

“That’s all right, one step at a time, okay?” Malcolm stroked Seth’s arm with one hand and his back with the other in an effort calm him. “It’s always awkward—for anyone—in the beginning. And no matter what, we’re only going to do what you think you can handle. The safeword is there in case there’s something I want to try with you, and you’re not ready or willing to go ahead.”

He wasn’t about to get into hard and soft limits with Seth—he was too overwhelmed as it was. Going slowly and checking in with him on everything would have to be the way to go for now.

“That’s what I mean, though.” The frustration in Seth’s voice was clear. “I don’t know a thing about any of this stuff. What if I goof up and don’t say the safeword when I’m supposed to? What if you get mad at me?”

“Baby…” Malcolm took Seth’s hand, lacing their fingers together then placing soft kisses on his knuckles. Maybe he should’ve stuck with frotting and blow jobs for a bit then saved the rest for later. “The only person I’d be mad at was myself if that were to happen. And if this is too much for you right now, we can hold off. Touching and kissing and sucking is wonderful enough. We don’t have to do anything else until you’re ready.”

Seth touched his forehead to Malcolm’s as if he were hiding. “What about making love? Don’t you want to do that?”

Malcolm cupped Seth’s cheek. “More than anything. But I need to ask you something first. How far did you go with that youth leader you were caught with?”

Seth buried his face in the crook of Malcolm’s neck. “Only what you and I have done. Except he never kissed me or kept my penis in his mouth when I came.”

“He didn’t want to penetrate you? Or you wouldn’t let him?”

“He told me what we were doing wouldn’t count as cheating on his wife if he didn’t…you know...” Seth sighed. “Do that.”

Malcolm framed Seth’s face with his palms then encouraged him to raise his head. “I need to see your eyes.” Seth obeyed Malcolm and locked gazes with him. “Much better.” Malcolm smiled in reassurance. “Is making love something you actually want to do, or you’re only mentioning it because you think it’s whatIwant to do.”

“I want it. Otherwise, it’ll seem like it was with him, that we’re not a genuine couple. That we’re only two guys messing around.”

Seth’s viewpoint on penetrative sex left Malcolm in a quandary. While Malcolm would love nothing more than to fuck Seth, not everyone was into anal sex. Seth wasn’t expressing interest in anal play, only his opinion that their relationship wasn’t ‘real’ unless they did the deed.

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