[C][M] Confrontation

His free hand reached forwards, fingers stroking through Hayden's copper hair gently as the boy's tongue stroked him.

"You can do better than that," he murmured softly.

He wanted to see the boy's lips stretched around him; watching him struggle to take him deep; see the little tears spring up in the corners of his eyes.

He urged the boy forwards. He wanted more.

Hayden looked up at Dario, a dark blush covering his cheeks as the man spoke.

They both knew he could do better, he had done this many times now, he was just over excited and his mind was all over the place.

His lips parted further as he took the man into his mouth and gave his head a generous suck, nibbling at his tip as he tongue stroked against him.

Slowly his body pushed forward as he began to bob his head taking a little more of Dario's length with each push.

Dario's hand rested on the back of Hayden's head as the boy's head thrust further and further down onto him.

"That's it," he crooned softly. "Good boy."

He'd push the boy a little further today, though.

He wanted to see him struggle and cry.

His thumb pressed to the crease of the boy's lip, pushing into his mouth. "Wider. Take me in." He wanted to be able to see the boy take as much as he could of him in.

Hayden gave a whine as the thumb pushed into his mouth, forcing his lips wider.

He spread them as much as he could, his eyes screwing shut as his lips were pulled taut, causing the split in them to tear open again and bleed.

He tried his best to take as much as Dario into his mouth, it was hard since the man was so large, he gave a cough, the sound severely muffled as Dario's tip pressed against the back of his throat and caused him to gag.

Dario groaned softly as he felt the boy push deeper.

The wet heat of his mouth felt divine against his hot, hard flesh.

"Good boy," he purred in a moan, fingers still stroking through the boy's hair as he began thrusting his hips carefully.

Hayden was doing so well.

This was the most the boy had tried to take of him before.

Slowly Hayden's eyes blinked open as he looked up at Dario.

His lashes were dark and damp as he stared up at the man, his large eyes watering as Dario's arousal pressed against the back of his throat.

His hands bundled in the blankets beneath him as he gave a soft whine, trying to bob his head without choking.