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Brick grabbed more lube to get Jules’s cock wet, stroking the lubricant vigorously up and down his fat shaft. He was so engrossed in his work that he jumped when Jules touched his face. “Are you hurting? What’s wrong?”

“Nothin’. I’m fine. Just come here.” Jules urged Brick in for a kiss, holding him there for a long moment.

Brick melted immediately, and he swore his heart was going to burst. Jules’s lips were so full and hot, and Brick loved how Jules seemed to savor each slick slide of their tongues. Kisses had never felt this passionate, and Brick couldn’t get enough of it.

“Now you can jump on it.” Jules nosed along Brick’s cheek and laid a sweet kiss there.

“Yes, Daddy.” Brick lifted up his hips, getting Jules’s cock in position and rubbing him up against his hole. He slowly sank down on the head and grinned. “Oh, fuck yeah.”

“Yeah, baby boy.” Jules grabbed Brick’s hips and squeezed encouragingly. “Ohh, fuck. Yeah, there we go. Fuck, look at that. I just slip right fuckin’ in there.”

Brick sighed contentedly, rocking his hips and taking on the first few inches with no resistance. He continued to lift himself up and drop down, more of Jules’s cock pushing inside of him each time.

Jules surprised him with another hard spanking. “Go on, baby. Come on. Show me how much you want it. Show me how much you want my cock.”

“Oh, Daddy. You fuckin’ got it.” Brick grinned and pushed back down, taking on Jules’s cock with a greedy sigh of pleasure. He fucked himself hard and fast until his ass cheeks slapped against Jules’s thighs. He hesitated, remembering his injury. “Daddy? Is that okay?”

“I didn’t tell you to stop, did I?” Jules growled and spanked Brick’s ass mercilessly.

“Daddy!” Brick cried out, his hips jerking forward. There had to be a handprint from that, and he whimpered as he grinded his ass down as he tried to escape the stinging sensation. “I’m sorry, Daddy!”

“You really need to learn to listen, baby boy.” Jules rubbed where he’d smacked Brick’s ass before spanking him again right in the same spot. “I told you to jump on this dick, so you’d better jump right on it. Come on.”

Another slap made Brick see stars and he moaned deliriously.

“Get your fuck on, baby boy,” Jules commanded.

“Yes, Daddy.” Brick braced himself on Jules’s shoulders and fucked himself down hard, loving the sound of his ass smacking against Jules’s legs every time he bottomed out. He gave Jules everything he had, determined to be a good boy now and ride his cock the way he wanted him to.

Jules stroked Brick’s ass, grunting and groaning low. “Ah, yeah, there you go, baby boy. Fuck yeah.”

Brick slid his hands over Jules’s chest, squeezing his pecs and dragging his nails over his nipples. He was totally engrossed in fucking Jules senseless, and he loved every inch of the stunning vision before him. He wasn’t just riding a mere man, no—he was riding an absolute beast who made the sexiest little growls and grunts when Brick tilted his hips just the right way.

“Slow down, baby boy,” Jules warned as he grabbed Brick’s sides to take control.

“But Daddy, I—” Brick gasped sharply as Jules spanked his ass, making him jerk. “Oh, mmm. You told me to get on it!”

“And you did. But now it’s time to slow down.” Jules slid his fingers up Brick’s sculpted stomach to his chest. “You gotta learn to listen—” He spanked him. “—to what Daddy says—” He spanked him again, harder than before. “—or else you’re gonna stay in trouble.”

Brick couldn’t help the way his body writhed and twitched with every slap. He wondered if Jules was going to leave bruises from the strength behind each smack, and he was startled at how much the idea of getting marked turned him on. Jules had alternated which cheek he hit so Brick’s entire ass was on fire, and he had to fight not to roll his hips. He wanted to move, to rock, to do anything to escape the ache of his burning skin.

But he had to be still now. He had to be good for his daddy.

Brick forced himself not to move, and he panted frantically, staring helplessly at Jules. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I really want to be good for you. Mmm, I’ll be better. I promise.”

Jules massaged Brick’s cheeks, and he leaned in for a soft kiss. “I know you will be, baby boy. You’re gonna be perfect for Daddy, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy. That’s all I want.” Brick meant it more than anything, and he wasn’t sure how much of it was the submissive fog he’d found himself immersed in or the ever evolving depth of his affection for Jules.

The sex was great—easily in the top three of Brick’s entire life—but it wasn’t just that.

It was cuddling and watching television and wearing silly face masks, feeling like he was the most precious thing in Jules’s whole world, and knowing that Jules had chosen him specifically to be a very special first.

It was amazing.

“You are perfect,” Jules soothed. “My perfect, beautiful boy…” He caressed Brick’s ass reverently. “I never knew it could be like this. You’re fuckin’ incredible.”

“So are you, Daddy.” Brick kissed him, hugging his neck and pressing right up against his chest. They traded tongue and hot puffs of breath, and Brick strained to remain as still as he could. He moaned when Jules thrusted up into him.

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