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months, and it was growing long, making him look far too pretty for Kael"s comfort.

He"d make him have a buzz cut soon. Kael ran his forefinger down Angel"s smooth,

creamy, pale cheek.

“I threw the blackboard erasers and chalk at them.” He paused. “And I

suppose I called them names. I had to get their attention.”

Angel raised both eyebrows but said nothing.

“The men are stupid enough, looking off into space, sending texts while I"m

talking. Do you know how many mobiles I had to remove before they got the

message not to bring them into my classes?”

Angel shook his head.

“No, neither do I. Loads,” Kael said, his outrage making his voice go up a

couple of octaves. “And the women? I was sexually harassed!”

Angel exploded into giggles and slammed his hand across his mouth. Kael"s

expression darkened. “It"s not funny. It"s just as bad as men doing it to women. I felt

like a piece of meat every time they whispered to each other behind their hands or

deliberately looked me up and down. They even said things, invited me to go to pubs

with them.”

“Sorry, Daddy.” Angel sobered quickly, though he was clearly having difficulty

controlling himself.

“You know what pisses me off? If you"re a great big bloke like me, no one

thinks your feelings can get hurt. But they do.”

“Poor Daddy.” Angel slid his arm around Kael"s neck and kissed his cheek.

“You act tough, but I know how sensitive you are.”

“They behave badly, and then they complain about me.” He took another slug

of whisky. “Conran called me to his office just as I was leaving. That"s why I was

late this evening.”

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“What did he say?”

“He said I"ve got no people skills. Can you believe that?”

Angel adopted a thoughtful expression and nodded. “Yes, that"s true. But it"s

not a reason to take you out of the classroom. You could learn some.”

“What do you mean?” Shocked, Kael stared him for a moment. “It"s
not
true. I

do have people skills. I don"t suffer fools, that"s all.”

Angel sat silent, watching him.

“I"m good with people. I just don"t like them very much.”

“Daddy, what did you do when Mr. Conran said that?”

Kael grinned. “I threw him against the wall and threatened to break his nose

again.”

Angel nodded slowly, and Kael knew the boy was working up to one of his

carefully delivered home truths. He placed a steadying hand on Kael"s arm. “Daddy,

you are not a subtle man. You say that yourself. You"ve admitted you tend to think

in black and white. But life is not black-and-white. It"s a million different shades of

every color in the universe. What I"m trying to say is that when someone tells you

you"ve got no people skills and you throw them up against a wall, that kind of

proves their point.”

Kael cleared his throat but didn"t speak. It took a mammoth effort to remain

calm, especially since Conran had more or less said the same thing.

“Daddy, you can"t confiscate the cell phones of adults because they talk in

class. And you definitely can"t assault them.”

“But they wouldn"t pay attention!” He was still outraged at their disrespect.

“Daddy, there is something else. Would you like another whisky?”

“Why? To calm me down?” When Angel raised one eyebrow but did not answer,

he shook his head. “I"m perfectly calm.”

Angel spoke slowly and carefully. “Sir, over the last few months, you have been

very agitated.”

“That"s because my life has changed. I have the responsibility of you now. I

have to keep you in school and worry about your future. I"ve had despicable morons

to deal with every day in class. And I bump into Conran in the hallways, which

always gives me nightmares.”

Angel took a long breath as if carefully considering his words. “You"re fab at

languages, Daddy, but I"m wondering if teaching is right for you. You"re stuck in a

classroom with people you can"t respect. You get so wound up you have to work out

for hours at a time and take long runs to work off the agitation. You get mad really

easily at the best of times and right now…well.” He shrugged as if the rest was

obvious.

“Have I been bad-tempered?” Kael asked quietly.

“You"ve been a bit edgy since about November, but since your classes started

on January second, you"ve been bad-tempered.”

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Kael released a long sigh as guilt washed over him. “I"m sorry, sweetheart.”

“You"re still the best daddy in the world,” Angel said quickly and slid onto

Kael"s lap, resting his head on his shoulder. “I love you.”

“If I was your teacher, would you be scared of me?” Kael asked, knowing even

though his boy was always respectful, he always told the truth when he was asked

for it.

“Sir, if I didn"t know you like I know you, yes, I"d be terrified.”

For some time, they sat without speaking. Kael knew he was a scary person

when he wanted to be scary. But it was news to him that he was scary even when

he wasn"t trying, and the knowledge left him somewhat defeated. “Come on. It"s

almost ten o"clock.” Kael cradled Angel in his arms and stood up, carrying his boy

with him. He walked straight to the bedroom and set him on the bed. “Get

undressed. I was going to take you into the dungeon tonight, but I suspect your arse

is bruised already from the paddle.”

Angel stood up and began to strip. “I"m okay, Daddy. I know I had it coming.”

Kael threw his jeans and T-shirt into the wash basket even though he had

worn them only a couple of hours. He strode into the bathroom and began to brush

his teeth. Angel followed and went straight to the shower stall to turn on the water.

When it was the perfect temperature, he followed Kael"s cue and brushed his teeth

before getting into the shower with him.

Grabbing the loofah, Angel poured shower gel onto it and began to scrub Kael"s

back. Kael spread his feet, placing both hands on the tiled wall as if he was being

frisked, enjoying the devoted attention of his boy and the sensual pleasure of being

scrubbed. When Angel reached his arse, he knelt behind Kael to scrub it. The

sensation of the rough surface of the loofah rubbing up and down, over and between

his buttocks, made Kael"s cock go rigid with the pure pleasure of it.

Kael looked over his shoulder to see Angel, water cascading over his head, his

eyes closed, his mouth open. The tip of his tongue darted out tantalizingly at the

cleft of Kael"s buttocks. “Do it,” Kael said and spread his feet wider to accommodate

Angel"s mouth.

Angel dropped the loofah and gripped Kael"s buttocks, forcing his face between

them. His tongue made contact with Kael"s anus, and Kael moaned, letting his head

drop forward between his shoulders. The soaring pleasure as Angel"s tongue made

fast, firm circles around his anus clutched at his groin, sending hot arrows of

pleasure shooting through the hard muscles of his belly. “Ohhh, good boy,” he

moaned. Kael grabbed his thick, engorged cock and ran his hand up and down the

shaft until his orgasm exploded. The strong circular motion of Angel"s tongue

lapping his anus and the wonderful pressure of the hot water gushing over his skin

magnified his orgasm. Moaning uncontrollably, Kael clenched his buttocks so

tightly he pushed Angel"s face away.

Still engulfed in the hot, all-encompassing aftermath, Kael couldn"t move. He

felt Angel stand behind him and hug him hard around the waist, pressing his cheek

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into Kael"s back. “I love you, Daddy.” At length Kael turned and drew his boy to his

chest before they finished showering.

In the bedroom, Kael looked for the first time at Angel"s buttocks. A thick,

wide bruise was beginning to develop. “Your bum"s going to be sore in school

tomorrow.”

Angel looked at him. “I"ll think of you every time I sit down, Daddy.”

“Oh yeah? What will you think?”

Angel plumped up the pillows and drew back the duvet. “I"ll think how lucky I

am to have a daddy who disciplines me and keeps me on the straight and narrow

and never lets me get away with being an ass.”

“Good boy.”

Angel never held a grudge about his discipline and always took it like a man.

He wanted desperately to be a good boy and actively sought out Kael"s advice and

guidance about his behavior. He was a strange mixture of maturity and childlike

innocence.

Kael slid between the cool sheets and Angel got in beside him, laying his head

on Kael"s shoulder.

My 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

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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,