Page 34 of For the Love of a Boy

Chapter Ten

Malcolm barely got the hotel room door closed before he’d slammed Seth against the hard surface. He yanked Seth’s arms above his head then imprisoned his wrists with one hand, using the other to tug Seth’s shirt free from his pants. Malcolm crushed their mouths together while he sought bare skin, Seth thrusting and groaning the second Malcolm’s fingers made contact.

Not satisfied with the minimal ambient light from the cityscape, Malcolm blindly searched for the wall switch with his palm. After a quick swipe, the soft interior lamps turned on. Every one of his boy’s expressions were precious to him and he didn’t want to miss a single one. All of Seth’s body was a treasure. Malcolm planned on inspecting every inch.

Seth struggled in his grip, but Malcolm held him fast, using his body weight to keep his boy pinned. The kiss wasn’t soft or romantic. Malcolm took Seth’s mouth in a bruising exchange, fed every ounce of lust and need into the greedy kiss.

But he needed more.

Malcolm broke the connection and grabbed Seth’s jaw, gazing into his boy’s dazed, green eyes. He sensed they’d broken through some invisible barrier that night. Perhaps he’d needed the closure by taking Seth to the place where he’d met and fallen in love with his first boy. Or maybe Seth had needed to see the club for himself, to get closer to Malcolm by experiencing the world where the seed of being a Daddy had first been planted.

Either way, he sensed a change between them, a change in Seth. But the difference wasn’t something to mourn or fear. It was to be embraced.

“I love you so fucking much, boy.”

Seth’s eyes widened, his breath hitching. “I love you too, Daddy. I need you.”

“What do you need, baby boy? Do you need your Daddy’s cock in your mouth? Your ass?”

“Please…”

Seth struggled some more but was unable to break free from Malcolm’s punishing grip. He writhed against Malcolm, teasing him with the promise of what it would be like when he was balls deep in his boy and Seth was taking every thrust Malcolm gave him then begging for more with his body.

“On your knees.”

Malcolm released Seth then took a small step back. He placed a hand on his shoulder, encouraging him to drop to the floor. Malcolm curled his fingers in Seth’s hair, then used his other hand to pop the first button of his leather pants.

“Go on. Take out my cock and show me how good you can suck it. Do it just like Daddy taught you.”

Seth’s fingers shook as he fumbled with Malcolm’s zipper. Malcolm watched Seth’s every movement, transfixed by the deep, high flush on his cheeks, how his lips were parted slightly and how desperate he seemed to get to Malcolm’s prick.

At last, Seth managed to peel Malcolm’s pants down far enough that his dick popped free. A low groan rumbled in Malcolm’s chest as Seth rubbed his nose in Malcolm’s salt and pepper curls at the base of his cock. Seth dragged his tongue across his sac, and his steeled length jumped in response.

“Mmm. Such a good boy. Sucking Daddy’s balls just the way he was taught.”

Seth continued to mouth Malcolm’s sac, lavishing each ball with attention before moving to the next. Malcolm reached down a finger then swiped the pad across the drops of precum that had gathered at his slit.

“Show me your lips.”

Seth let go of Malcolm’s nuts then peered up at him, his mouth kiss swollen and shiny from working Malcolm’s sac over so well. He intended to make them shinier.

“Stay still.”

Malcolm painted Seth’s lips with the precum, then gathered more of the sticky liquid to do it again. When he was satisfied with how debauched Seth looked, he stroked a thumb across Seth’s cheek, unable to believe his fortune at what a beautifully compliant boy he had.

“Lick your lips clean for Daddy.”

Seth obeyed, the sight only making Malcolm’s dick leak more. At his age, he would’ve thought he’d have more self-control. But Seth had burst into his life and upended everything he’d thought was true about himself and his world. The thought of never having met Seth, or of not bringing him home that first night, was too agonizing to bear.

“Sweet baby…” Malcolm carded his fingers through Seth’s hair. “Let Daddy feed you his cock. You’ll take all of it, won’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Seth’s voice was barely above a whisper as he gazed up at Malcolm, his eyes wide and expectant. “Whatever you want.”

Malcolm grasped his dick then guided the tip to Seth’s waiting mouth. “Lick the end clean first. Then open your mouth and I’ll take control.”

As soon as Seth’s warm, wet tongue touched his hard flesh, Malcolm almost lost it. He couldn’t fuck Seth’s mouth for too long—he’d never last. But his boy was so proud of how much better he’d gotten at giving head, so Malcolm continued.

However, he needed inside. Needed Seth’s inner heat wrapped tightly around his throbbing length.

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