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He watched Jules slick up the dildo for him, and he passed it over with a hungry kiss. Brick cupped Jules’s cheek as they kissed, enjoying his soft lips and the breathy way Jules growled when they parted. Brick turned to stick the dildo in its usual spot, finding the circular marks from the many times before that he’d done this, and then dropped to his hands and knees.

“Fuck.” Jules was watching him intently. “You’re really gonna take all that, huh?” He stroked his cock and moved over so he was in front of Brick. “Every inch?”

“Yeah, Daddy.” Brick eyed Jules’s cock. “Every inch.”

“Get to work, baby boy.” Jules petted Brick’s hair. “Come on. Daddy wants to see.”

Brick took more lube to slick up his asshole as he scooted closer to the headboard. He stopped when the dildo bumped his ass cheek, and he lined it up. Jules’s cock was right at his lips, and he opened his mouth to take him in as he slid back on the toy.

The sensation of twin penetration was scorching hot, and Brick sucked eagerly, rocking his hips back to take on the dildo. He took a little at a time, both of the toy and Jules’s cock, enjoying the slow ride of being filled at both ends.

“There you go. There you go, my baby boy.” Jules petted Brick’s hair, watching Brick’s lips wrapping around his cock and casting quick glances up to where he was sinking back on the dildo. “Fuck, that’s hot. Mmm, look at you. Nice and easy, baby. Daddy likes that.”

Brick sucked harder, taking Jules’s dick deeper. He licked over the underside of the shaft, getting a quick breath in through his nose as Jules hit the back of his throat. Brick let him, and he fucked himself back on the dildo, moaning around the cock in his mouth as the dildo pushed in another few inches.

Jules’s amorous foreplay certainly eased the way, and the dildo was sliding in almost effortlessly. As Brick took more and more, Jules started rocking forward.

With his hands buried in Brick’s hair, Jules fucked Brick’s mouth with steady thrusts rapidly increasing in pace. Jules’s brow was pinched in concentration, and he was making the most delightful grunts.

Brick kept his jaw relaxed, and his insides turned to jelly to let Jules have this level of control over him. As Jules thrusted, he pushed Brick with enough force to make him rock back on the dildo. Brick whimpered, his eyes tearing up, his hole stretched wide as the dildo plunged even farther inside of him.

He knew from experience that he still had a bit to go, but he was close. He was so very close to taking it all, and he wanted it so badly. It wasn’t merely the base desire to get fucked by the toy that was driving him, but the urge to please Jules. He wanted to make him happy, even proud, and Brick growled as he slammed his ass back until his cheeks hit the headboard.

“Fuck, baby boy!” Jules groaned. “There you go. Fuck, that’s pretty. That’s so damn pretty.” His grip in Brick’s hair tightened. “Come on. Let’s go, baby boy. Take Daddy’s cock. Take it while you fuck yourself. Come on.”

Brick almost gagged when Jules suddenly picked up the pace, fucking his mouth much faster than before. Drool was pooling around his tongue, and he couldn’t swallow it all back. It was dripping down the side of his lip and all over Jules’s pounding cock. His hole was throbbing, and the toy was rubbing against deep and intimate places, touching nerves he’d forgotten he even had.

He rocked back in time with Jules’s thrusts, making the headboard slam noisily against the wall, and he was breaking out in a sizzling sweat across his face and shoulders. The urgency to come had returned with a vengeance, and the pressure in his balls was twisting up until it was nearly painful. His thighs trembled from the exertion, his heart was hammering at a thousand miles per hour, and he had never before had a single night of such intense and passionate debauchery.

Jules tugged at his hair and scratched his scalp, pursing his lips. “Fuck yeah, look at you. Suckin’ Daddy’s cock like a goddamn champ. Fuck, you feel so good. I love watchin’ you fuck yourself like that. Look like a fuckin’ porn star. I’m gonna fill your pretty fuckin’ mouth with my load. There you go, baby. Suck me. Suck Daddy like a good boy. Fuck, that’s good.” Jules spilled the most beautiful filth.

Brick’s head was light, and he reached up to grab Jules’s hip. He needed another connection to ground himself, and he looked up at Jules, silently pleading with him for release.

“Right there, baby boy,” Jules urged breathlessly. “I’m gonna fuckin’ come. Go on. Grab your dick. Come with me. Come on.”

Brick’s mouth was flooded with Jules’s come, and he started swallowing repeatedly so he wouldn’t choke as Jules held himself right at the back of his throat. He squeezed Jules’s hip, groaning softly as he took every last drop. He pulled off with a farewell lick, mouthing his way up Jules’s stomach as he reached down to grab his cock. “F-fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“Come on.” Jules stroked Brick’s hair. “Get that nut, baby boy. Come on now. Bust for Daddy.”

“I’m gonna come.” Brick gasped, right on the edge the moment he touched his dick. His fingers slid in the ample precome, and he jerked himself frantically, slamming back on the dildo. His ears were overwhelmed by the building roar, and heat flashed over his eyes as he climaxed, his hips snapping forward of their own accord and his cock spilling thick pulses across the bed. “Ahh, fuck!”

“Beautiful,” Jules whispered, his voice a low purr. “Absolutely fuckin’ beautiful, baby boy.”

“Ah… ah… mmm, Daddy.” Brick groaned, squeezing his cock to wring out the last throb. He teetered forward, desperate now to get the dildo out of him.

Jules seemed to understand, and he helped Brick pull off of it and then laid him down on the bed. He lay in front of him on his side, tucking his arm under his head and grinning over at Brick in a way that Brick could only describe as positively dopey. “Wow.”

“Wow,” Brick agreed. His legs were currently the consistency of pudding, and his hole and his throat had a few distant complaints, but truly, wow—that had been incredible.

Jules leaned in as if seeking a kiss, but he stopped and glanced up at the dildo still stuck on the headboard between them. He pulled it down, and it made a funny popping sound when it was disconnected. He snorted out a little laugh and dropped it on the bed behind him.

Brick grinned. “Care to try that again?”

“Yeah, now that I’m not gonna get smacked in the head with a dick.” Jules leaned in again, his hand on Brick’s cheek as their lips met in a sweet kiss. It was a series of soft presses, breaking often to breathe but staying close enough for their noses to still touch.

Brick’s heart gave a few hard thumps, and it felt like he was floating somewhere off in the clouds.

Or maybe the stars, judging by the sudden darkness he found when he glanced outside the window. He really had no idea how long they’d been going at it, and he grimaced when he realized he hadn’t finished dinner.

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