There was a lot to unpack there, but the answer was clear; Jason didn’t want to go for the job, but he was worried about letting other people down.
“How did you leave it with your boss?”
“I asked her if I could think about it.”
“What did she say?”
“She looked disappointed. She’s not just my boss, she’s my friend. I don’t like hurting my friends.”
That was an interesting choice of words, but not something for Patrick to focus on right now.
“What would your brothers say?”
“They’d all tell me to go for it.”
“Even Charlie?”
“No, but Charlie’s different. He knows more than the others.”
Jason’s eyes widened, and he covered his mouth. He’d clearly not meant to say that, and Patrick wouldn’t push him on it. Instead, he pulled Jason towards him, and curled him up against his bigger body. He felt so small in his arms, yet so perfect. Patrick ran his fingers through his soft blond hair. This boy was already under his skin, but there was no way he could ever share him with anyone, and he knew Jason wasn’t ready for a relationship. It broke his heart to realise that this wasn’t their time, and there might never be one for them, but he could do something for him.
“Come on, let’s go to bed.”
Jason perked up and started to practically vibrate with excitement. It was utterly endearing. Patrick stood up and scooped Jason into his arms. He carried Jason into the bedroom and gently laid him down. He wanted to do everything with him, but knew if they went all the way, he’d never be able to let him go. But he could still be a good daddy and get Jason out of his head for a while.
“Take off the dressing gown and lie on your stomach,” he commanded.
Jason was in position in less than three seconds. He stroked a hand over his right cheek, then the left, giving each of them a gentle squeeze. Patrick could see the faint hairs stand up all over his body. He kissed his soft skin, eliciting a moan. There was no need to rush things, even though Jason was grinding against the bed. Patrick had an urge to slap his arse to get him to stop, but they hadn’t discussed that, so he’d have to resist for now.
Patrick peppered Jason’s body with more gentle kisses, all over his back and thighs, keeping away from his arse for now. He could hear Jason groan in frustration, and he chuckled.
“Are you going to edge me all night?” he grumbled.
“Just relax and let me take care of you. Can you do that?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He really needed to stop saying that. It was clear Jason had never had a real daddy, and had only been with guys who wanted to play the part when they were fucking. There was so much more to it, and he’d love to show Jason what it meant to have a real daddy.
Patrick kissed one of those pert cheeks, gently biting the other. He pulled them apart, revealing his gorgeous hole. He blew on it, causing Jason to wriggle. Patrick used a finger to brush against his pucker and smiled when Jason’s whole body shuddered.
“Are you going to take your clothes off, Daddy?”
It was tempting, because his cock was painfully hard pressed up against the zipper of his trousers, but this wasn’t about him. Rather than respond, he leaned in and licked over Jason’s hole. He tasted divine, and Patrick couldn’t get enough as he settled between Jason’s legs and lapped at his entrance. He used the tip of his tongue to open him up. How he longed to sink inside him, but when he did that, it would be when he knew Jason was going to stay with him.
Patrick continued to eat Jason out, using a finger to open him up more. He was writhing in pleasure and thrusting against the bed. Patrick tapped him gently on the cheek.
“Keep still, or I’ll stop.”
“Please don’t. Are you going to fuck me? I need your cock, Daddy.”
“Not tonight, baby.”
Jason tensed and sucked in a breath.
“What’s wrong?” asked Patrick.
“I don’t like being called that.”
