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But it wasn’t just the biting and marking that opened him. It was the wild and unfiltered way that Beau possessed him, biting, hair pulling, ass smacking, all while pounding his cock into Dax’s ass, grinding him against the mattress. Dax’s cock swelled and grew, aroused from the friction as much as from Beau’s manhandling ways.

“Oh god,” Dax moaned. “Daddy, I’m gonna come.”

Everything stopped abruptly. “You better not, boy. Not until you give me what I want.”

For a moment Dax forgot what that was and why they were there in this first place.

“Tell Daddy what this is,” Beau growled into his ear, and it all came rushing back.

“Daddy… I can’t… I can’t do… this. I want to, but what if I can’t?” Dax wailed as Beau pounded into him once more.

“I know you can, boy, but what is this?”

“I know how to be a Daddy, and I know how to be your boy. But what if I can’t do both at the same time? What if I’m not Daddy enough and I let Tessa down, or I’m not boy enough and I let you down?” Dax burst into tears as the words fell from his lips.

Immediately Beau’s body covered his. The hard and powerful thrusts slowed down and became gentler and deeper. “You can, babyboy. I know you can. You’re not going to let anyone down. And yes, it might be hard, and it’s definitely new, and I’m sure it will be quite a balancing act, but if anyone can handle it, you can. And we will help you.”

“You will?” Dax sniffled.

“We both will.”

That gave Dax pause as he wasn’t okay with Beau making promises for Tessa, but he decided to take it with the nature it was intended and be thankful. “Thank you, Daddy.” He sniffled again. “I like Tessa a lot and I love being a Daddy. I want to be a good one. But I also don’t want to lose this.”

“You won’t,” Beau swore, but Dax could see it on his face. He wasn’t sure either.

Chapter Five

Beau

He was a fixer. If you put a problem in front of him, he tried to fix it. That was what he did. He was like that in his work, but even more so in his relationships and with people he cared about.

So when he finally found out what had Dax so out of sorts, he wanted to immediately go into fix-it mode.

But he couldn’t. How could he fix a problem he wasn’t sure existed? He was stumped.

“Daddy?” Dax’s tearful voice broke through his reverie, and he realized his cock was still buried in his boy’s ass.

“Hmmm?”

“Did you… are you gonna come? Can I?”

“I did, boy.” Though he had tried to contain himself, he had at the very end, right after Dax had his breakthrough while he whispered sweet promises in his boy’s ears and fucked his tight little ass.

“Can I?” Dax wiggled, grinding his cock against the mattress.

Beau was about to say yes when inspiration struck. “No, you don’t get to come. It’s almost time for dinner.”

“We could stay in,” Dax whined.

Beau shook his head, and gently pulled his cock from Dax’s ass, cleaning them both with a tissue from the nightstand. “We can’t stay in. We promised Tessa we’d have dinner with her. Besides, I’ve got an idea.”

He stalked to the bathroom with the tissue and threw it away returning with a damp cloth and a dry one.

“An idea?” Dax’s expression was weary.

“Mmmhmm,” Beau hummed as he wiped the cum from Dax’s hole, and then wiped his own cock clean, drying them both because there was no time to shower until after supper.

“You, my boy, are going to have an exercise in balance.”