Angel and the Assassin: Be Brave

beautiful boy.
    “Do you want me, Daddy?” Angel‟s tone was quiet and hopeful.
    Kael stroked his shoulder. “Yes. I‟m just deciding how.”
    “Mmmm,” Angel sighed and slid his hand toward Kael‟s cock.
    Kael grabbed his wrist. “Don‟t touch unless I tell you to.”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    Kael sat up and pushed the duvet to the end of the bed. He took the pillows
    and threw them onto a chair. “Over.” Kael gestured with his hand.
    Angel obeyed at once, rolling onto his belly in the middle of the king-size bed.
    For a moment, Kael stood, taking in his beauty, the long, slender legs, the narrow
    hips and round, peachy buttocks. Angel had a beautiful straight back, so lean his
    spine showed and his shoulder blades looked like angel‟s wings. His face turned to
    one side; he kept his eyes on Kael, waiting patiently for instructions. “You‟ve got a
    nice bruise forming on your arse, boy.”
    “I only wish it was for your pleasure instead of as a punishment, Sir,” Angel
    said.
    “Can you open your legs to the sides like a frog? Bend your knees and keep
    your belly flat on the bed.” Angel obeyed until he lay perfectly still, legs splayed.
    “Bring your arms above your head and clasp your hands.” Again Angel obeyed.
    “Beautiful,” Kael whispered, taking in the scene.
    From the drawer he took a tube of K-Y and squeezed a large mound of
    glistening gel onto his fingertips. Watching Angel‟s face, he sat beside him and
    spread the boy‟s buttocks. Firmly and yet carefully, he massaged the gel between
    Angel‟s buttocks and with his forefinger began a circular massage of his anus. Just

    30
    Fyn Alexander

    as Angel had driven him to the edge with his tongue, he replicated the pressure
    with his forefinger.
    Angel began to moan. “Hang on, boy.” Kael went to the bathroom and returned
    with a clean hand towel. “Lift your hips.” He slid the towel under Angel‟s cock to
    keep the bed clean.
    Kael took a condom and slid it over his erect cock, then climbed onto the bed
    between Angel‟s legs and stretched out, laying his full weight on his boy. His
    engorged cock rested between Angel‟s buttocks, and he pressed his chest into
    Angel‟s back. “Am I too heavy, boy?”
    Angel moaned softly. “I love your weight on top of me. I love feeling pressed
    down and held safe by you, Daddy.”
    “I‟m going to fuck you now, long and slow.”
    Kael swept Angel‟s hair away and kissed his neck before pushing his upper
    body onto his elbows. With one hand, he positioned the tip of his cock at Angel‟s
    anus and pushed, slowly but relentlessly, until he impaled his boy up to the hilt.
    Angel released a long, slow moan. Once he was inside, Kael lay completely still,
    resting on Angel‟s back. For several minutes he enjoyed possessing his boy, his
    sweetheart. He had never expected to fall in love, but the fact that he had fallen for
    an eighteen-year-old boy who wanted a daddy still left him stunned.
    Raising his upper body again, he began to fuck his boy‟s arse very slowly,
    drawing his cock out to the tip, then pushing back in again in a long, slow
    movement, feeling the pressure increase, rippling up his cock. All the time he looked
    down at Angel‟s beautiful blond head turned to the side. Angel‟s cheeks were pink,
    and his mouth opened as one long aaaah after the next escaped him. The boy never
    moved from the position he had been ordered to hold, but his muscles clenched as
    his body absorbed the force of Kael‟s movements. “Daddy, Daddy,” Angel whispered.
    “Daddy‟s here, boy.”
    Kael increased his speed, and the faster he fucked, the more Angel reacted.
    And seeing Angel‟s body tense and jerk beneath him brought on Kael‟s orgasm. His
    fluids shot out while he increased his speed to wring the last bit of sensation from
    his cock. Flooded with hot pleasure, he fell heavily on top of Angel and lay still.
    After a long while, Kael rolled onto his back and lay panting while Angel
    disposed of the condom and towel. The boy brought the pillows back to the bed and
    made him comfortable, drawing the duvet up. Angel stood beside the bed a moment,
    looking down at him; then lowering his body, he sprang up, leaping onto the bed.
    Laughing, he snuggled down beside Kael.
    “For crying out loud, you are going to break the bed one of these days.” Kael
    pressed him into his side.
    “Daddy, I came without asking permission. I couldn‟t help it. It just happened.”
    “I know. It‟s all