Page 40 of His Middle

He honestly wanted to fuck Noah bare. Not that he couldn’t make love to him anyway, but in all his years he’d only barebacked once, back in his twenties during his longest committed relationship. He and Sean had been together for almost five years before drifting apart. It was shortly after that when Sawyer began exploring his Daddy side.

Then Noah had shared that he’d never barebacked and been saving it for when he met the right man. He’d described in vivid, erection-inducing detail his fantasy of being bred, and that he wanted Sawyer to be the one.

That sealed it for him. They’d get tested first, then make love. From the onset, they would be together without any barriers. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy Noah in other ways until then.

Sawyer sidled up behind Noah, who was bending over with the refrigerator door open, then cupped an ass check with one hand. Noah froze, glancing over his shoulder.

“Uh, does this mean what I hope it means?”

Sawyer kneaded the muscled globe then gave Noah a sharp slap. He doubted Noah had felt the smack all that much through his jeans, but the visual of his red handprint on the untanned skin of Noah’s ass had brought him to full hardness.

“If you’re hoping that I’m about to yank down your pants, bend you over the sink then jump you, then no. That’s not what it means.”

Noah straightened then turned around, pinning his gaze on Sawyer’s and frowning. “Why not? Are you still freaked out by what my dad said to you?”

Sawyer cupped Noah’s cheek, stroking his thumb over his skin. “No, sweetheart. That’s what I’d assumed at first, but now I know it’s something else.”

A flash of worry shone from Noah’s eyes. “Have you…” He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Are you not into me after all?”

Sawyer pulled Noah into an embrace and cradled Noah’s head against his chest. “God, no. Not at all. You have no idea how badly I ache to be inside you. But I’ve been thinking over what we talked about the other night, about how we both want to bareback.” Sawyer ran his palms up and down Noah’s back. “I’ve waited for years, you’ve been saving it… I’d like us to wait until we’ve been tested. I need to be inside you with nothing between us.”

Noah pulled back and locked gazes with Sawyer. “Because I’m the one?”

Sawyer brushed Noah’s hair off his face, then ran his knuckles down Noah’s cheek. “You’re the one.”

Noah leaned in and touched his lips to Sawyer’s, the soft press of Noah’s mouth so sweet, so submissive even though he’d been the one to initiate contact. Gradually, Sawyer took back control, pushing his tongue past the seam of Noah’s lips and tasting him over and over.

Sawyer slid his hand down the length of Noah’s body while still holding Noah close with the other. He cupped Noah’s crotch, gently rubbing the hard bulge. But this time, he’d do more than bring Noah to climax with his hand. Even though they were waiting to make love, Sawyer wanted to give Noah his mouth.

As soon as Noah began humping the palm of his hand, Sawyer broke the kiss then dropped to his knees. He tugged at Noah’s belt and jeans, getting them undone as swiftly as possible with anxious fingers. Noah’s breathing sped up and he clutched the edge of the counter as if he wasn’t sure he could remain standing.

Sawyer yanked down Noah’s pants and briefs, not bothering to pull them all the way off but instead leaving them pooled around Noah’s ankles. Trapping him. Keeping his boy at his mercy.

Noah’s cock had already reached full hardness with beads of pre-cum decorating the slit. Sawyer dragged his tongue across the rosy head, capturing the sticky dew in his mouth. His eyes drifted closed and he groaned. This was the first time tasting his boy like this, the slightly bitter flavor only a hint of what he had to look forward to. Sawyer wanted it all, wanted every last drop of Noah’s cum pouring down his throat.

Noah’s hand landed on the top of Sawyer’s head, and Sawyer’s eyes snapped up.

“No. Keep both hands on the counter. You don’t get to control this. I’m the one in charge and you’ll take whatever I give you, understand?”

Noah’s breath hitched and he yanked his hand away. “Yes, Daddy. I understand.”

As soon as Noah was once again clutching the granite slab, Sawyer swallowed Noah in one move, supporting his boy with his grip as Noah’s knees buckled. He squeezed Noah’s ass hard enough that there would be marks. The very thought of marking Noah, even if they were the only ones who ever saw them, made Sawyer’s cock jump in his pants, his rock-hard length pressing uncomfortably against his zipper.

Sawyer sucked Noah with vigor, occasionally pressing the tip of his tongue in Noah’s slit or teasing the underside of Noah’s cockhead. Every time Noah tried to fuck Sawyer’s mouth, he’d squeeze Noah’s cheeks harder. As desperate sounds fell from Noah’s lips, Sawyer had to grasp Noah’s hips to keep him still, using all his force so that Noah wouldn’t come until Sawyer allowed it.

“Daddy,please.”

Sawyer grinned around Noah’s dick, the begging so pretty, so eager. Exactly how a boy should be.

Noah’s cries and moans increased, and Sawyer doubted he could handle the torture anymore either. He let go of Noah with one hand but kept the other wrapped around Noah’s hip. Sawyer fumbled with his jeans, yanking them open enough so he could shove his hand inside.

Sawyer grasped his own leaking cock, furiously pumping it in time with his bobbing head. His sucking became harder, his stroking faster. The moment his orgasm slammed into him, he deep throated Noah, swallowing around Noah’s cock until hot streams of cum filled his mouth.

Sawyer’s dick erupted over his hand, and he froze. While he coaxed as much spunk from his cock as he could, he kissed and licked Noah’s softening shaft, relishing the flavor of his beautiful, sexy boy.

A few minutes passed before Sawyer could tear himself away from the enjoyment of nuzzling and inhaling Noah’s groin. Now that they’d shared this intimacy, Sawyer was more anxious than ever for them to get tested.

Tomorrow.

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