Page 54 of Private Exhibit
“Tell me,” Andy murmured.
“I want…” Devon slowly shook his head, then covered his face with both hands. “Too much. I don't know!”
“Hey,” Andy whispered. He grabbed Devon's hands and slowly pulled them away to find a pinched look on the boy's face. “Devon?”
Devon's lower lip trembled. “I want too much and there's notime–”
Andy cupped the boy's jaw with both hands, brushing a thumb across his lips. “Then here's what's gonna happen,” he murmured. “Daddy's gonna undress you. Alright? Then we're gonna take a shower together. I'll wash you all over. Touch you everywhere. Find all your favorite spots.” Andy stopped suddenly, realizing he might have to be cautious with that. “Is there anywhere I need to avoid?”
“Why–Oh.” Devon shook his head, his jaw working like he was struggling to speak. Finally, after a moment, he whimpered, “Please.”
A smile slowly took over Andy's face, hearing all the things packed into that one little word.Please touch me everywhere. Please make me feel. For a boy who'd never been kissed before, Devon probably also hadn't done anything else, which meant he was probably desperate to experience all the things he'd been missing out on. All the touches. All the connection.
“Don't you worry, baby,” Andy murmured, brushing their lips together. “Daddy's gonna take care of you.”
Devon moaned.
Andy took Devon's hand and led him into the washroom. The boy gaped at the space, his eyes wide as he took it all in. Andygot the shower running, then knelt down and helped Devon out of his shoes. He slowly undressed him, watching a blush spread from Devon's cheeks down to his chest.
Devon rocked where he stood, hands fidgeting at his sides.
Andy stepped up close to him, almost but not quite touching, and tipped Devon's face up. “Look at Daddy,” he murmured.
Devon slowly lifted his gaze.
Andy smiled at him. “Gods, you're beautiful.”
“No, I'm not,” Devon mumbled.
“You are to me,” Andy told him, then kissed the boy as he wrapped him up tight in his arms.
Devon gasped. He held there, frozen and breathless for a moment, then let out a delicious moan and kissed Andy back, his entire body trembling in Andy's arms. “Oh my gods,” Devon panted.
Andy grinned. “Come on.” He took Devon by the hand and led him into the shower. Andy grabbed him and kissed him again, then stopped just long enough to reach for the control panel, turning the glass surround fromcleartoblackout.
Devon gasped again.
“Now it's just us,” Andy murmured, stepping slowly around behind the boy and kissing along his shoulders. “Just this little space. No distractions. But next time, we'll trymirror. How's that sound?”
Devon moaned, his gaze flicking from one wall to another and back again, his eyes wide and dark.
And Andy did as he'd said he was going to do. He slowly washed Devon all over, keeping in constant contact with the boy, exploring every inch of his skin, the two of them discovering together all the places Devon liked to be touched. Andy took his time. He caressed the boy's chest, tracing the neat, faint lines from top surgery. Massaged his shoulders, feeling the tense muscles there. Groped his legs and teased past his groin, notingthe tiny incision marks where some laparoscopic procedure was done.
Devon inhaled sharply, looking like he was gearing up to blurt out an explanation. “I won a charity grant,” he began. “For a surgery. Since I figured I should never have kids anyway…”
Andy silenced him with a kiss, not wanting either of them to dwell on Devon's condition. He felt when Devon's worry short-circuited, the boy's little body melting against him.
So Andy redoubled his efforts, kissing him over and over, unable to resist.
It was almost an hour before Andy finally slid a hand between Devon's legs, slowly teasing him with feather-light touches. Devon moaned and nearly collapsed in his arms, his entire body trembling.
“Daddy,” Devon gasped.
“I've got you,” Andy murmured, stroking him harder and faster. “Daddy's got you.” He gently nudged Devon's legs farther apart, giving himself more room to work. Andy dipped two fingers into Devon's hole, grinning at the sound of the needy, gasping moan that ripped out of him.Oh fuck. Andy shuddered. “You want Daddy inside you?”
Devon practically choked out a sob of need as he nodded.
Andy grinned. “Alright,” he murmured, easing the fingers deeper inside the boy. “We'll go slow, I promise.” He nuzzled Devon's jaw. “I'm gonna spread you out in the middle of my bed. Enter you slowly. Have you look me right in the eyes as I fuck you.”
