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I’m so fucking ready.

I’m ready to submit to my Daddy.

Chapter Five

Cole

Holy fuck.

I didn’t mean to get so upset with him right off the bat. I’m still resentful over the fact that he fucked Avery earlier. I wanted to retaliate against her in order to hurt him, but the only way I could do that was with my words.

I made a promise to leave her alone, after all. I suppose that covers verbal abuse, even when she’s not around to hear it.

It was important to show Mason I was sorry. It’s the only way to keep the trust between us, which in turn is the only way this arrangement will work.

Now that it seems things are back on track, it’s time to play. I’ve been waiting for this since the moment he followed me into that clearing this morning. I knew we were limited with what we could do out there, but here? In our own private space? The possibilities are fucking endless.

Reaching for my dick, I grasp it gently over my jeans to try and will it to stop throbbing. I need it at least half flaccid for what I have planned for my little toy. Mason’s eyes follow my movements, and I fucking melt at the way they flare with excitement as he licks his lips. I can’t wait until they’re wrapped around my fucking dick.

Lifting my hands, I cup his cheeks. Gently, I massage along his jawline before moving back toward his mouth and pressing my thumbs inside. He opens with a pant.

“My whimpering little pet likes my fingers in his mouth, doesn’t he?” I love how easily he’s submitting to me. I do like a challenge, and I pride myself on my patience, but that’s one thing I don’t seem to have when it comes to Mason.

“Very much, Daddy.”

Massaging his tongue, I reach as far back into his mouth as I can with my thumbs, knowing they’re not long enough to reach down his throat. Once he’s a leaking, slobbering mess, I remove my left hand and place it on the back of his neck, holding him in place.

“I want you to do your best not to gag, but you won’t get in trouble if you do.” Because I fucking loved seeing him gag on my fingers earlier. If I wasn’t so concerned about his dinner coming back up, I wouldn’t have stopped. I’ll get him there though, eventually.

He looks up at me, slight apprehension crinkled in the corners of his eyes, as I slither two fingers along the length of his tongue. When I feel them getting close to his throat, I press down slowly, leaving them there for a beat before pulling them out again. We do this several more times. Each time, I move a little farther and press down for a little longer.

“You’re adapting to my intrusion so well. It won’t be long before I’m able to shove my whole cock down here.” Wanting to test and see how much more he can take, I speed up my movements. On one of the drives in, I go a little too far and his entire body tenses. His eyes water, and a single tear spills over onto his cheek.

Pulling my fingers out, I’m satisfied with his progress.

“I-I really liked that. Your fingers in my mouth. And… I—” His head dips, tearing his eye contact from me in shame.

“What is it? You don’t have to be embarrassed of anything in this space, got it?”

His eyes meet mine again. “I want you to make me gag some more. I mean, if that’s what you want.”

Pulling my lip between my teeth, I put my fingers back in his mouth. This time, I’m still cautious about my speed, but I push them in as far as they can go. Immediately, he chokes on them. Spit pours from his mouth, and his eyes fill with more tears, but he doesn’t tear his gaze from me.

Looking down, I watch as his cock thickens, bobbing up and down between his legs.

Removing my fingers halfway, I allow him a second of reprieve before I shove them all the way back in. This time, I’m able to finger his throat with a little more fervor than the last time, and for longer too. When he gags again, I remove my fingers altogether. A long trail of slimy saliva follows, and I let it drip all the way down onto his dick before pressing the strand still left hanging into his chest and rubbing it in.

“You filthy little fuckhole. Look at the mess you made. Such a good boy.”

His eyes remain locked on mine as I reach between his legs and take his cock in my fist. The moan that hits my ears pleases me more than words could describe.

“Oh, fuck… Daddy.” Panting, he’s a little louder than is safe.

“Shhh… quiet. We don’t need anyone catching on to what we're doing in here.”

I should have turned on some music. Hopefully our brothers are all being loud enough elsewhere that they won’t hear us.

“You think you’ve been good enough to earn a reward tonight?”