“To my room.”
“Ooh.”
“To talk.”
“Boo.”
Patrick shook his head with a smile, amused at Jason’s antics. He had so many questions, but why couldn’t they talk after he’d had his daddy inside him again? It wouldn’t take that long. He’d barely been able to wank for the past month.When he’d thought about some hot guy railing him, or even watching porn, he would just picture Patrick and get upset. It was easier not to wank unless his balls became too sensitive.
The lift door dinged, and Patrick lowered Jason to the ground as the door opened. They stepped inside. It was just the two of them, and Jason could see how hard Patrick was. He licked his lips, wanting to get his mouth on it.
“Get that look out of your eye, boy. We need to talk first.”
“It’ll be easier for me to concentrate on what you’re saying when my hole is full of your come.”
The door opened at that moment. Thankfully nobody was there, but Jason could tell Patrick’s resolve was crumbling. He ushered Jason to the door of his room and fumbled to get the keycard out of his pocket. Jason took it as an opportunity to palm Patrick’s swollen cock. He’d missed it so much. Patrick growled at him, causing Jason to squeal in surprise. The door was opened, and he pushed Jason into the room and slammed the door behind him. He stalked towards Jason, who walked backwards for what felt like ages, before the back of his legs hit the bed. How big was this room?
“It’s going to be a quick hard fuck, boy, and then we’re going to talk. Agreed?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Now take my cock out and get it nice and wet for me.”
Jason didn’t waste a beat before unbuckling Patrick’s belt, then the waistband of his trousers, which was attached in three places. They were all wearing the same suits, so he had it open and everything was down in seconds. Patrick’s thick cock sprung out. He was rock hard, the foreskin pulled back to show a glistening purple head, dripping with precome. It was a thing of absolute beauty.
“Stop looking at it, boy, and get it in your mouth.”
Jason sucked on the head first, not wanting to miss a drop of that salty goodness. He didn’t have time to take it anyslower, as Patrick grabbed the back of his head and shoved the rest down the back of his throat.
“That’s it, boy. Take all of Daddy’s cock.”
Jason almost choked. His eyes were watering, but he was determined to be a good boy. Patrick fucked his mouth with deep thrusts. Jason relaxed his throat, getting used to his daddy again. He hummed in pleasure, loving the feel of those thick veins sliding across his tongue.
“You take my cock so well, boy. Are you ready for me to fuck you?”
Jason nodded and then whined when Patrick pulled his dick out of Jason’s mouth. There was a flurry of activity as they shed all their clothes. Thankfully none of their suits were rented, although Jason had no idea when he would wear his again. Perhaps for Langdon’s wedding. That would be next.
Before his thoughts could go off in another random direction, he was being tossed onto the bed and rolled onto his stomach. Patrick pulled his cheeks apart and licked across his hole. He couldn’t help but moan in pleasure. This man knew how to eat arse better than anyone he’d ever met, and he’d done a lot of market research. He snorted at his own joke, and was rewarded with a hard smack on his right cheek.
“Focus, boy. Get out of your head and just feel.”
This man knew him far too well.
A lubed finger entered him, quickly followed by a second. Patrick had loosened him up with his tongue. Jason was overwhelmed with pleasure, in a good way, but he needed something more from Patrick.
“Daddy?”
“What is it, boy?”
“I want to see you.”
Patrick flipped him over and pushed his legs apart, slipping two fingers back inside him and kissing him fiercely. A third finger was soon opening him up, and before he knew itPatrick was between his legs with the head of his fat cock poking at his entrance.
“You ready, my sweet boy?”
Jason got goosebumps at the endearment and felt choked up. He smiled up at Patrick and nodded. His daddy wasted no time in slamming his cock inside Jason to the hilt in one thrust.
“Oh, fuck, Daddy . . . fuck me as hard as you can.”
