His Sweet Boy

7

AN: Hello everyone!!! I am so sorry I have left this for so long. Life has been.....life. Between a year with bad bosses, grad school, mental health, and just not having the energy or desire to write, these boys and their story had fallen to the wayside. I have done both this story and everyone who has read and enjoyed my work a disservice for being gone so long. I hope you all can forgive me, and that you know that I have read EVERY comment that has been sent to me multiple times and they mean the absolute world to me. Without further ado please enjoy chapter 7:

Eric couldn't help but watch the sleeping bundle in his lap with both awe and amazement. How had he managed to gain a second chance at true love in one lifetime? Well maybe that was jumping ahead of himself too much, but Ben had come back, that had to mean something. Didn't it?

Shit, he needed to stop thinking too far ahead. He needed to slow this down, think reasonably about all of this.

But it was so fucking hard after making Ben come not once but twice, and seeing the boy wear those panties he had bought for him, it was too much to ask any dom to slow down.

He wanted it all and he wanted it NOW. He wanted to slide his achingly hard cock out of his slacks and into Ben's waiting hole, claim the boy fully as his own. But he wouldn't, couldn't do that. Not yet.

So instead he stroked caressing fingers through Ben's hair and waited for the boy to come out of post-orgasmic bliss.

It took a bit for the discomfort of cum soaked panties to rouse the boy but it did. Ben groaned and shifted in Eric's lap.

"There's my sweet boy. You alright?"

"Noo, you did it again, you asshole. Another pair of underwear, ruined."

Eric couldn't help but chuckle at Ben's whining.

"You're complaining after two orgasms in less than an hour, I don't think I wore you out enough."

"Oh, no I'm exhausted. Just want sleep, but can't, too uncomfortable." Ben moaned, popping joints as he shifted and stretched.

"Ok ok, I get your point. Up you get, back to the bathroom."

"Ehhhh too much effort." the boy said as he half-heartedly tried to rise from Eric's lap.

"Fine, I'll carry you there."

Ben let out a surprised squawk and grabbed onto the man's shoulders as he was suddenly lifted into the air.

Eric couldn't help but let out another chuckle as he walked them the three feet back to the bathroom and deposited the cute little bundle back onto his feet.

"You could have warned me," Ben grumbled as he began to pull the panties off his hips.

"And what would have been the fun in that?"

Ben just scowled back.

"What, no witty retort?"

The boy just shook his head. "Too tired."

"You can sleep in a minute. Here's a washcloth so you can get cleaned up...or I could always do-"

The warm, wet washcloth was snatched out of Eric's hands before he could blink. You could always count on Ben to throw up ridiculous boundaries, about modesty and what not.

"You know I'm eventually going to have my cock inside you." The dom said casually as he leaned against the door frame.

"Yea, so?"

"So, don't you think you should be ok with me wiping your cock with a rag?"

"That is entirely different." Ben sniffed in response.