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"OK Sir." Randy got up opening the door. He went to grab both towels.
John turned off the water and stepped out. "Well, I feel better."
Randy handed John one towel before he began drying himself with the other. "Yes I needed that sir." He looked over seeing John's arousal. "You sure you don't desire anything from me Sir?"
"God, Ran, I'd like that but this was about you." John answered as he dried himself. "Just tasting you...hearing your enjoyment got me heated."
"Then let me tend to you Sir." Randy stepped closer. "What would you wish of me?"
"Whatever you want, Baby. You just feel good." John moaned, biting his lip a little.
"Return to the bedroom Sir?" He gave a shaky breath. He was trying to think of what he would like to do to John...or have John do to him.
"Of course." John walked back into the bedroom after they had turned off the bathroom light. He sat on the bed. "I'm all yours, Baby." He said, giving Randy the power he rarely had. Randy made his way back over to the bed. He climbed up on the bed & over towards John. He licked & kissed over his stomach before he moved lower to lick along the length of John's cock till he reached the head swirling his tongue around it.
"Mmm...yes, Baby." John moaned. He leaned back a little, resting his elbows on the mattress and spreading his legs to give Randy access to his cock. Yes, he had wanted to claim Randy but this felt good too. Randy began to pull more of John's cock into his mouth working his way deeper. He moaned at the fresh, but also natural taste of him. John gave small pants and moans as his hands clutched the bed sheets. For once thankfully the voice stayed away. It was only him with his baby.
Randy stopped after a few minutes moving back up the bed kissing along John's toned chest. "Sir...may I feel...will...you taking me...feels as good as your tongue did?"
John's heart pounded at Randy's request. "I'd love that, Baby." He panted. "On your back with your legs spread please. I want you to be able to watch me during my claim." Randy moved away & laid on the other side of the bed as instructed. His breath was shaky in such an exposed position.
"Do you know if you have lube?" John asked as he stood to look at a dresser. "There has to be some baby oil around here." He joked.
"Maybe in the nightstand."
John looked and found a small bottle of lube. He applied some to one hand before climbing back on the bed and over beside Randy. "I'm going to take my time with you, Baby." John carefully worked one finger inside his sub. "I want you to feel good." Randy tried not to bite his lip, he worked to control his breathing. He had to fight his old demons.
John noticed the look in Randy's eyes. He was determined to feel soft and loving something sadly the damaged man had never had. "Try to keep your eyes on me, Baby." John instructed softly. He pumped the lubed finger in and out. "So tight and hot." He moaned.
Randy moved his eyes to John. He faintly panted trying not to shift too much. "So kind Sir."
John had usually preferred to be a bottom in the past but he was so in love with the man he craved him any way he could have him. Plus, John wanted Randy to see what being made love to felt like. He added a second finger, scissoring them to stretch his walls for his cock. "I won't take you until you're ready." John assured him.
Randy couldn't help give a faint groan at the sensation. The past abuse made it slightly uncomfortable, but hoped it was short lived. "Am I hurting you, Baby?" John slowed his fingers at the groan. He was hearing none of the pleasure his tongue had brought.
"Pl-please do-don't stop Sir." Randy's voice cracked faintly.
John obeyed Randy's request, opening Randy slowly for him. When he felt the man was ready he applied some lube to his cock and straddled Randy. "You're mine." Love filled the older man's blue eyes as he positioned his manhood. "Forever." Slowly he pushed inside of Randy's tight heat. He felt like heaven. Randy groaned faintly, but there may have been a hint of a moan.
John set a slow pace, moving his hips to push his cock in and out gently. He wrapped Randy's legs around his waist, bending to kiss him as they were joined. Randy moaned more as they kissed. John pressed against him caused some friction to his cock. Taking John's lead he wrapped his legs around John's waist, moaning even more from the added pressure. Feeling encouraged by Randy's moans John continued his kissing. When he finally had to break for air he trailed his lips over the side of Randy's neck. "What you do to me, Baby." He panted. "You feel so good wrapped around me."
Randy tilted his head exposing more of his neck. "Ye-yes Sir...fe-feeling you ag-against me...so..." He gave a moan. "Se-sensitive." John began kissing the exposed neck while running a hand between their bodies to gently stroke Randy's cock in time with his thrusts. Randy gasped a moan feeling John's hand on his cock, it was almost like a searing fire. "Oh fuck John..." Just as before even if not fully hard it was slightly fuller then normal & faintly pulsed from the increased blood.
"That's it, Randy." John moaned, changing his angle up to hopefully stimulate Randy's prostrate. It was the first time he had heard Randy drop his guard and really cry out during sex acts. "Let me hear how I make you feel." His hand continued to stroke the slightly thickened cock.
"God...ke-keep like that...wo-won't last...fuck...so strong." Randy was almost surprised he was forming even semi-coherent statements. He could not tell for sure how much pleasure he was truly getting from being claimed, but like when John tried to tend to him before his cock was almost over sensitive.
"its okay, Randy. Let it go when you feel it. I'm not far behind you." John moaned as his speed increased some. He could feel his cock throbbing from the way Randy's muscles were squeezing him. "I know you were just washed but I want to fill you, Baby."
"Ye-yes Sir." Randy moaned out. "Oh God John..." He cried right before his back tried to arch from the bed as he climaxed, the sensation rushing his body. Small traces of release came from his body & over John's hand.
"Fuck, Baby. So good!" John moaned. The dual sensations of feeling Randy's release and his clenching muscles pushed him to his end quickly. His movements became erratic, more needy. "Damn, Randy! So close!"
Randy frantically nodded, his chest pounding. "Go...head...bu-but stop to-touching..."
John let go of Randy's cock, his own eyes almost rolling in pleasure. He thrust his hips hard, giving a loud moan as his cock all but exploded deep inside his boyfriend, cumming harder than he had in years. It seemed the pleasure and his warm release would never end. "Oh, Baby!"
"Oh Yes John." Randy moaned, it was the first time he could remember almost feeling a comfort from being filled instead of disgust.
John stayed joined to Randy a few moments, looking down at him in pure adoration. "I love you, Randy." He said simply. "Thank you."
"Feels good John." Randy told him simply, but honestly. Unsure why, but his vision began to blur as his eyes began to grow wet again.
John felt a little disappointed Randy had not returned his declaration of love but did not want anything forced. He hoped it would come with time. "I'm glad." John slowly pulled out. "You rest and I'll get a cloth to clean you."
"Thank you John...so nice to me." Randy admitted, now oddly feeling empty, it had felt so right in the moment.
John returned with a cloth and washed Randy with care. "I guess we should try to rest now." He said, climbing into bed after killing the lamp.
"Sounds good John." Randy moved over so he could feel John. "Sleep well Sir." He prayed their sleep would be peaceful rest of the night.
"You too, Baby." John feared saying I love you again only to be left hanging. "I loved claiming you. You are mine now." He yawned.
"I loved the feeling of it Sir...fe-felt so...right." Randy gave a yawn closing his eyes. John gave no reply. The exhausted man was out cold.
