Daddy's Favorite (ManxBoy)

Chapter Two

As soon as I woke up the next morning, I hightailed it out of there. I felt so embarrassed. I had never done anything like that before. I was just lucky he hadn't killed me.

And I called him Daddy.

And I liked it.

See? This is why I was doing the walk of shame. Or run of shame rather. There was no walking. I couldn't risk him waking up, finding me, and then having his way with me again. It was too risky.

My keys were exactly where they had fallen yesterday and I picked up the disgusting reminder of how slutty I had become last night.

The slight red stain on the front porch was another reminder to me and I hurried to the car, eager to forget this ever happened.

The sun seemed awfully high in the sky for it to be morning. As I started up my car, the dashboard lit up momentarily and I got a glance at the time.

1:00?! One o'fucking clock? Are you kidding me?!

How did we sleep until 1:00?

You know how.

I was gonna miss my class doing stupid things like this.

Aiden P.O.V.

I rolled over and reached an arm out to the other side of the bed, but it was cold. My eyes opened slowly and I was sad to see that my bed was empty, no longer holding the gorgeous boy that had been there a few hours before.

God, I hadn't had sex like that in years. And I probably never would again. He made me feel like a horny teenager. The subs at the club couldn't give me what he had given me and I craved more of it.

A lot more of it.

My feet padded on the floor as I walked into the bathroom. I splashed cold water on my face and looked in the mirror. I looked like I had just been through a rough night and I grew tense again. Jesus, even the thought of him made me hard.

My hand creeped its way down subconsciously and without even thinking twice about it, I began stroking myself, letting out a guttural groan as the friction gave me a little bit of release.

After five minutes, I realized something was wrong. I wasn't- Nothing was happening. My orgasm wasn't building. In fact, it felt like I wasn't going to be cumming for a while if I continued at this pace.

I sighed and gave up. This was ridiculous.

Maybe I need to go work off some steam. I called up my best friend, August, who's also a Dom, to come work out with me. Once you fall into this lifestyle, it's not hard to find other people in the same life. He had his own club as a lot of Doms seem to and a very successful one at that. But there's a reason why a lot of Dom's are in a position of power or have a lot of money or whatever. It's because this lifestyle carries over into our everyday life and we use it to our advantage.

"Hey, Aiden!" He sounded like he was already out somewhere.

"Hey, you busy?"

"No, not really. I'm just pulling up to the gym. I need to work off some steam."

I laughed. "Then, you're two steps ahead of me. I'll be there in about 15 minutes."

I was drained. Drained as hell. And still nothing was getting my mind off of Ace. And I was still frustrated because of my lack of release this morning.

"Bro, you alright?"

I blinked quickly. "Yeah, what's wrong with you?"

"Me? I'm fine."