A/N: So the night continues... and the obsession only continues to grow. Warning: serious smut this chapter as forewarned. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for reading, and most especially thank you to those that have been commenting so devoutly. I appreciate it immensely & it motivates me more than anything! :)

Chapter 10

Brendan's tongue curled underneath Stephen's cock, symbolic of a nestling cradle – keeping the hard and growing flesh firmly in the place he desired. He moved one hand to close around the base, pushing it upwards to thrust into his hungry mouth, as his tongue flicked in rapid succession all around the circumference. He smiled as he heard Stephen's muffled gasps, knowing he had just started on the boy and yet he had him exactly where he wanted him. Willing, pliant and completely open to him. Brendan intended to take full advantage of his position. Lifting his eyes to look at Stephen, he quickly realized he wasn't going to have the strength to play with him as long as he'd planned. Viewing the unadulterated pleasure on Stephen's face, as he moaned and arched his head back; Brendan's cock began to fill to almost unbearable proportions.

Gasping in pleasure that bordered on pain, Ste panted, "Brendan. Feels so good... t-oooo good."

Brendan's eyes became stormy as they fixed on Stephen's loss of control, determined to push the boy over the edge in the quickest manner possible. He eased off long enough to growl in commanding fashion. "Don't fight your responses, Stephen. You want me. Give into that want. Pump your hips as if you was fucking. I want your cock as deep in my throat as physically possible. Do it – now!" Brendan hissed, before latching his mouth fiercely down to the root of Stephen's seeping cock.

Ste grasped at the sheets beneath him, unable to resist Brendan's commands – knowing that the more he surrendered the more power he was giving this absolutely primitive man, but finding that was now impossible to refute. His control had not only been shaken – it had been broken. Ste didn't have a doubt that Brendan knew this as well. When Brendan began to slide a finger along the crevice of his ass, Ste felt completely shattered as his hips began to jerk... and his release quickly shot in waves deeply into Brendan's throat. As he slowly came back down to earth, he heard a cap opening and Brendan's now lubricated finger searching inside of his quickening hole.

Licking each drop of delicious cum from Stephen's cock, Brendan looked up at Stephen with lust filled eyes; ones that were determined to possess him totally. "That's where I want to be, Stephen... where I most need to be." Leaving no doubts as to where he was referring, Brendan joined another finger into the foray, moving slowly quickly noting the tense look upon the boy's face; finding the need to continuously remind himself that this was Stephen's first time. He didn't know how long he would be able to restrain his torrential desire to plunge deeply into Stephen's pulsing hole. Never had his responses felt so much out of his control. He didn't like that – at all. But, he was quickly coming to realize that was just how things were going to be with one Stephen Hay.

This was most assuredly not going to be one of his one-offs. Nor would he have pushed Stephen into this position if he even thought that to be the case. Working together as they were – that would have made the boy uncomfortable. As it was, he had to play this just right not to have him bolt out the door afterwards. He was certain of one thing in this moment – there was nowhere this boy could go that he wouldn't hunt him down. He could hide or run. It wouldn't matter. Brendan would neverlet him go. Anyone who thought to come between them would be at the receiving end of a wrath they would wish they had stayed well clear from evoking. In Brendan's mind this was just the beginning for them. He would take Stephen, over and over again. And, from the responses he had felt so far – young Stephen would be loving it. He didn't stop to think how this obsession could signify an even deeper emotion - all he knew was that he had to have him.

Ste moaned as he felt the fingers moving inside of him, intuitively knowing it was a more than a means of exploring him. Brendan was stretching him in preparation of what was to come. Could he stop him now? Would Brendan hold true to his word that nothing would happen in this room that he didn't want? Looking at the lustful need clearly permeating Brendan's face, Ste wasn't so sure the older man could call a halt now. When Brendan's fingers began to work in a scissoring motion, before curling and reaching for an undefined spot, Ste's back arched off the bed as he marveled at the sensations Brendan's ministrations were now producing. His head began to thrash back and forth, as Brendan increased the pace and rubbed against that spot of infinite pleasure over and over again.

Brendan smiled, in pure cunning calculation; the smile of a predator that knows his prey is about to fall unresisting into his grasp. Continuing his probing inside of Stephen's tight opening, Brendan slid his body upwards, licking a trail up Stephen's chest until he lowered his body onto the boy's, allowing his cock to probe suggestively against his stomach; all en route to satisfying his most ardent desire. He bit and licked the side of Stephen's neck, before growling urgently into his ear, "Feel good, does it? I can make it feel even better, Stephen. Your body knows what you need... the same thing that I need. Give it to me, Stephen." Not giving him a chance to answer, Brendan slanted his lips over Stephen's, his tongue thrusting and prodding in the same motion as his fingers were exploring his ass. "Please, Stephen. Give in to me."

Ste gasped against Brendan's lips, knowing he was being artfully maneuvered by the master of seduction here, uncaring of that fact. His only reality right now was Brendan Brady... and the pleasure he was evoking within him. Moaning under the onslaught of Brendan's intimate touch and evocative kiss, Ste whispered, "Yes, do it."

Brendan pulled back to fix his glazed expression on Stephen, not forgetting he had told the boy he would have him begging for him; as much as he needed him, he hadn't given up on that yet. "Do what, Stephen? Exactly what do you want?"

He reached up to clasp his hands around Brendan's back, urging him on. His eyes open, and wild with need, Ste pleaded, "Fuck me, Brendan. Please. I can't take this any longer."

Brendan gave one more jabbing thrust inside of Stephen before he slowly pulled his fingers out, moving to the nightstand in one motion to grasp the foil packet, ripping it open before rolling it slowly onto his fully enlarged cock. He moaned at the contact, knowing he had waited too long; realizing this would greatly hamper his ability to move as slowly as he'd wanted for Stephen's first time. He took the lube slathering it quickly onto the latex, before squirting a portion on Stephen's opening – his fingers skillfully pushing it inside. He smiled through gritted teeth as Stephen wiggled at his first feel of the cooling gel, continuing to remind himself to exercise patience. He leaned down to give Stephen a brief, yet languorous kiss before he said, "Relax, Stephen. I'll make it as easy for you as I can... but, I can't wait any longer. I fucking need you..."

"Don't wait, Brendan. Just fuck me... now," Ste moaned, as Brendan moved into position above him.

"Rest your legs on my shoulders. I want you to really feel this," Brendan growled, smiling in deep satisfaction as Stephen complied. "Good boy," he purred. "Hold on tightly, Stephen. It will hurt at first... but once we're past that you will know pleasure unlike any other."

Ste nodded, groaning as he felt Brendan sliding slowly inside, his hands clutching the bed beneath him, quickly finding Brendan's words to be rooted in truth. He gasped, as his breathing whooshed out in audible pants. "Hurts, Brendan. It really fucking hurts."

"I know it does," Brendan hissed, almost unable to formulate words at the first initial feel of the tight muscles gripping him. "Just go with it, the worst part will be ending soon." Inch by inch, Brendan moved forward, slowly until he was all the way inside. He stilled for a moment, allowing Stephen to adjust to his full penetration. His eyes deeply probed Stephen's as he gutturally commanded, "Look at me, Stephen. I can't hold back much longer."

Releasing a deep breath, Ste urged him on. "It's okay, Brendan. The pain is easing a bit. Don't hold back. I want to know it all."

"That's my boy," Brendan growled. He reached down to grasp Stephen's enlarging cock, pulling at it sharply. "I want you to cum with me, Stephen. Just give yourself over to the pleasure."

Ste's back arched as Brendan began to move within him, his inner tissues wanting to reject the thorough penetration; while the rest of his body craving even more. When Brendan began to speed up his thrusting, Ste reached out to clasp onto Brendan's hips, feeling his hips rising to meet him seemingly of their own volition. Ste gasped when Brendan began to hit that same pleasure spot again, finding it even more responsive being attacked by Brendan's cock this time. "Whatever you're doing... feels so good. Don't stop, Brendan... please... don't fucking stop."

"I don't intend to stop," Brendan rasped, as he pulled almost all the way out to plunge fiercely back inside the tight channel that gripped him. He moved in and out, as he increased his motions on Stephen's cock, knowing neither of them would last much longer. "You feel so good... so hot and tight." Brendan reared his head back as he felt the pleasure quickly overtaking him, his pounding cock touching Stephen's sensitive prostate on each pass. Sliding his hand even faster across Stephen's dick, he hissed in a low gravelly tone, "Cum with me, Stephen. Right now. Let it all go."

Brendan roared out his release, eliciting soft chants as he filled the condom, "Mine, mine, mine." As he continued to pull at a Stephen close to spiraling over the edge, Brendan demanded, "Say it, Stephen. Admit that you're mine."

Ste gasped, knowing Brendan was taking advantage of the situation, yet in this moment knowing he couldn't resist this man or any of his possessive demands. Groaning as Brendan stilled his motions, Ste surrendered to Brendan's commands. "Yes, yours Brendan. All yours."

Brendan smiled, a predatory light entering his eyes. He removed his hand from Stephen's cock, wanting something altogether different when his boy came again. He slithered down Stephen's body, latching his mouth onto his cock once more, swallowing him down to the root. Moments later, Stephen was shouting out his pleasure as he shot once again down his more than welcoming throat. Brendan devoured each last drop of the boy, knowing Stephen had made his admission in the throes of passion... but, now – more than ever, Brendan was determined to make it a reality. Whether in his bed, or the cold light of day – Stephen Hay would accept he belonged to him and no one else. He would not stop until the boy was irrevocably under his possession.

Rolling off, he removed the condom and discarded it, before settling back in bed next to an already dozing boy. He pulled the covers over them and Stephen into his arms. He kissed him gently on the head, pausing briefly to realize the hunter could indeed be caught in his own trap; but, as he looked down on the beautiful sleeping boy determining that might not be such a terrible thing. Brendan was not a man who readily embraced change... but in the case of Stephen Hay, he decided such an exception was much in order.

TBC