Chapter 82

Brian panted above him. He babbled again. “Please Papa, please. I want you. I want the burn, the pain. Please make me yours. Take me.”

Bear turned Brian, pinning his shoulders to the soft cotton of the duvet. “If I take you now, I won’t be able to stop if it hurts.

I’m too far gone.”

“Yes, Papa, please Papa, now. Make me your boy. I want you.

I want to hurt from your marks. Please, Papa. Please.”

Bear grabbed Brian’s legs and turned him onto his back. He hoisted them up, shoving a pillow under his hips. “I want to see you when I claim you.” He grabbed the tube of lube and lubricated his cock, using liberal amounts of the slick. He put additional slick on his middle and index finger and, using the fingers as a conduit, poured slick around and into Brian’s pucker.

He intended to hammer Brian into the floor. After watching that fuck put his hands on his boy, he could do no less.