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“That’s why you had lube in here.” Brick’s breath caught when Jules went two fingers deep inside of his ass. Each tantalizing thrust made him ache, and he absolutely had no idea how long the pastry had been cooking. “You knew you were gonna fuck me in here, didn’t you, Daddy?”

“I knew I might get some ideas while watchin’ you cook,” Jules replied innocently. “I like it. Watchin’ you cook, I mean. You’re so fuckin’ confident. You know what you’re doin’... it’s sexy as fuck, baby boy.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” Brick beamed with pride. He’d never had anyone be turned on by how good he was at something. Well, nothing non-sexual at least. He finally remembered that he was in the middle of said cooking and quickly flipped open the pan to retrieve the pastries.

They were a little on the crispy side, but Brick really didn’t care.

White-hot spikes of lust surged inside of him as Jules’s fingers curled, and Brick turned back to look at him. He loved the way Jules was staring at him, his dark eyes dancing between Brick’s face and his probing fingers, as if he just couldn’t make up his mind on which he wanted to admire more.

“You sexy fuckin’ thing,” Jules grumbled as he reached down to touch Brick where he was opening up. “God, look at that.”

Brick moaned sharply as Jules probed him with a third finger, making the stretch even more intense. “Ah, mmm, D-Daddy…”

“Yeah, baby,” Jules urged. “There you go. Open up that sweet lil’ hole for me. I’ve been thinkin’ about what it’s gonna be like to get my dick in you all fuckin’ day.”

“Come on, Daddy,” Brick panted. “Go on. Give it to me. Please. I want it.”

Jules smiled. “Want what, baby boy? Tell Daddy what you want.”

“Your dick. God, please. I want you in me.” Brick fucked himself back on Jules’s hand to show how desperate he was. “Please, Daddy.” He was frantic, and his dick was so hard that it was throbbing. All the wet sounds from Jules’s fucking his hole were driving him crazy, and he wanted more, so much more.

“You sure you’re ready for it, baby boy?” Jules pulled at Brick’s hole, running the tip of his finger around the rim. “Still feel pretty fuckin’ tight to me.”

“Please, Daddy.” Brick almost didn’t recognize the sound of his own voice. “Let me show you. I can show you how good I am. Please, fuck.”

“Mmm, come on then.” Jules pulled his fingers out. “Get your ass up on the counter.”

“What? Why?” Brick frowned.

“I wanna see your face the first fuckin’ time I’m inside you,” Jules replied with a sly wink as he reached for the lube again. “Come on. Get them clothes off.”

Brick didn’t have to be told twice. He kicked his pants and underwear off, and then he hopped up on the cluttered counter. He flung off his shirt as he spread his legs wide, moaning as Jules was suddenly right there between his thighs.

Jules kissed him hard, licking fiercely into his mouth and dropping his pants.

Brick hugged Jules’s neck tight, dragging his nails over his scalp as their tongues slid together. He felt the hot head of Jules’s cock, slick and smooth, pushing at his wet hole. His stomach dipped in excitement, and he hooked his heels to drag Jules in as close as he could.

“You want me to fuck you like this?” Jules asked breathlessly. “Bare?”

“Fuck yeah. I’m good to go if you are, Daddy.”

“Fuck yeah.” Jules had one hand on Brick’s hip, the other teasingly dragging his cock around Brick’s asshole. He circled over and over, but he wasn’t pressing in. Not an inch, not even half an inch—he wasn’t giving Brick any actual penetration, and it was driving him crazy.

“Daddy,” Brick groaned, nipping at Jules’s bottom lip. “Please! What is it? Is something wrong?”

“No,” Jules said quietly. He broke off their kiss, and he waited for Brick to open his eyes so he could look at him. “For the first fuckin’ time in a long time, everything is right, baby boy.”

Brick was speechless. Jules was staring at him with such pure adoration that it stole his breath away, and he had no idea what to say. The sheer volume of emotion was overwhelming, and he didn’t think he’d ever felt anything like this—especially so fast.

It had only been a few days, and yet…

There was something here, something special that was worth exploring and nurturing, and Brick wanted Jules with every fiber of his entire being.

“That’s probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me,” Brick finally managed. “You feel right to me too. Maybe too much. Maybe enough that it actually kinda scares me?”

“Don’t you worry, baby you,” Jules soothed. “I’m gonna take care of you.” He pressed a sweet kiss to Brick’s lips, and he tilted his hips, finally—finally—pushing his cock inside.

The immediate stretch made Brick moan, and he breathed through the faint burn. Jules was so damn thick, and his hole throbbed as Jules pushed deeper. “Ah, God… mmmph…” Brick buried his face against Jules’s shoulder, mouthing there with a needy whimper. “Oh, Daddy. Oh, God.”

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