GAY SHORT STORIES (boyxboy)

Part 11: Atticus x Corey

I literally deleted this chapter and didn't notice until 5 minutes ago- Im sorry

"Thank you...you did good too. It felt amazing." Corey replies.

"I'm going to get something to clean the mess." Atticus lifts his body from the bed but stops when he hears the quiet whimpers from Corey. Corey makes grabby hands towards Atticus.

"Don't leave me please." Atticus coos while grabbing the boy in his arms. Atticus lets Core wrap his legs around his waist and nuzzle his nose into his neck.

"Sorry, I just don't want to be alone after....that.." Corey admits shamefully.

"No my sweet boy, no need to apologize. Different people have different aftercare preferences. I do not mind carrying you with me. Would you like me to start a bath for you?" Atticus asks. They move into the bathroom and Corey is placed on the small counter.

"I don't have a tub....will you shower with me?" Corey asks with puppy dog eyes. Atticus chuckles at the cute boy.

"Sure kitten." He starts the shower and when the temperature is to his liking, Atticus moves them into the small shower.

"I'm going to call my assistant and have him talk to your department boss. Find something to eat." Corey nods in reply. He lowered his head as a blush creeps on his cheek again. After the events between the two men, Corey has avoided looking into Atticus's eyes. Afraid if he did, something would happen that probably shouldn't happen.

I'd probaby beg him to fuck me or something. I do not need that right now. Corey, think about work. He is your boss, YOUR BOSS!

Corey scolded himself in his thoughts while making a small breakfast. Consisting of toast and apple juice. Sadly he didn't have any jelly for his toast. Atticus was in the living room chatting on his phone. He lets out a long sigh then hangs up the phone.

By the time Atticus finished bathing him and Corey, the time was 10:19 am. Corey had been pampered and cleaned by Atticus, then changed into his work clothes.

"Is that all you plan to eat darling?" Atticus lifts an eyebrow in question. Corey shrugs and leans against the counter behind him.

"Y-Yeah...this is a normal sized breakfast for me. You d-don't need to worry about me." Corey shys away. Atticus sighs hard, he walks closer until he's directly in front of the short pouting boy.

"I will worry about you. I like you Corey, so I want to worry about you. In making sure you are receiving enough food, staying warm, and not walking home alone in the middle of the night with your clothes soaked." Atticus takes Corey's small pale hands in his own and brings them to his mouth. He places small loving kisses to his knuckles and finger tips. Corey becomes flustered, his heart beats faster and faster.

"You...like m-me?" He asks in a quiet voice. Atticus chuckles. Oh god I could get used to that laugh, it is the sexiest thing I have ever heard in my entire life.

"Corey, I just gave you a hand job. Do you really think I would do that if I didn't like you?" Corey bites his lip and frowns.

"Well...y-yeah...maybe.." Corey pulls his hands away from Atticus's grip. His once confident happy mood was gone. Negative thoughts started flooding his mind.

"T-That's how things w-were with everyone else.." He whispers.

"Kitten, I'm serious. I do like you, and it isn't just physical attraction. I have never felt so connected with someone before. You bring me happiness, whether you're little or big. I want you for you, unlike others I don't want you only for your body. If you'd agree I would like to be your Daddy as well as your boyfriend."

Atticus speaks with seriousness but with a hint of nervousness, and his hands snake around Corey's waist. Corey's back up into the counter again, his hands lay on Atticus's chest. No matter how badly he wants to look up at the older man, Corey refuses.

"I l-like you..but...can I think about it please? It's been a day."

"Of course. I'd rather you take time to think about it." Atticus kisses Corey's wavy brown hair and rubs circles into his back. Corey snuggles close as his tense body relaxes. Finally he lifts his head to see Atticus smiling at him. Corey's mouth opens to speak but closes again as he rethinks his question.

"I have to go to work, Atticus." Atticus nods and his hands are removed.

"I'll drive you."