daddycarver9:

if Julian thought for one second he was shy the boy was wrong. Personally he’d have no problem giving the boy a spanking right then and there if Julian would enjoy it. But of course he had to be careful about other people’s sensitivities. But one fairly discreet slap under the table was hardly worth noticing even if it did get them a few looks. Carver just smirked as Julian blushed and stood. 

“Now there’s my good boy. I knew you were there somewhere.” He smiled and lifted their hands as Julian took his to kiss the boy’s knuckles. “Now let’s get you to the room. Your ass is just begging for a good spanking.” He winked as he looked at Julian and led him from the restaurant. “This is going to be one long taxi ride.” He teased as he waved down a taxi. 

Instant rewards. God, that’s what he loved about Carver. Every time he did something good and what the man asked for he always was rewarded even if it was just a kiss to the hand. It didn’t matter how “brattier” or how hard it was to get him to finally comply. The rewards always came and they made Julian deep down know that he was valued for doing it. Something punishment couldn’t teach the boy. 

Julian clung to the man as he got them a cab. “Do I have to behave in the taxi?” Julian asked his pout back as he swung their arms as he waited for Carver to catch a taxi’s attention. 

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daddycarver9:

Carver gave a rather wicked smile as Julian hinted at the other pictures that could be taken. “Why do you think I bought so much film. There’s a few refills in your bag, but I bought a crap load for home.” He winked as he watched Julian unbox the camera. For being a camera he had to admit it looked cute in Julian’s little hands. “Ok how old do you think I am.” He rolled his eyes. “Of course I know who Nicki Minaj is. She has a song about butts how would I not know her? This might shock you I also know about Queen B and whatever they call Beyonce and One Direction or whatever they are called. Though I never did get that boy band thing especially when none of them are as cute as you.” 

Julian grinned. God, he loved the man’s over zealous buying habits. He’d never have to worry abut running out and on the off chance he did he was sure Carver would be at the ready to buy out someone’s stock once again. Julian remained frozen when Carver asked him how old he thought he was. “Fifty...” Julian hesitated as he answered. He didn’t want to insult the man by saying he looked older. “Yes, she does have a song about butts,” he confirmed. Not that it was his favorite by her by any means. “Queen B is what they call Beyonce and yes it is One Direction,” Julian confirmed still amazed the man knew all of that. “Are you kidding me? They’re all adorable,” he defended. Maybe he’d gone through a boy band phase back when he was still finding himself. 

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daddycarver9:

Carver snorted at Julian’s concern. Oh it was cute and endearing that Julian cared what Charlie thought, but it wasn’t like Charlie had room to talk given some of the dirt balls the man had dated. Julian was a shining star compared to pretty much anyone in Charlie’s past. “Baby believe when I say he’ll adore you nearly as much as I do.” 

He smirked as he could tell by Julian’s reaction that the boy had immediately guessed why they had to go back to the room, but he let his eyes narrow. His baby really wanted to push today and Carver wasn’t at all against that. “You know exactly why we have to go back. You have a lesson to learn you little tease.” He moved his hand back and slapped the boy’s hip hard enough to make a noticeable noise but nothing to bad. “Now up you go.” 

“Okay, okay. I’ll try to,” he said ready to let any talk about his brother lie for the time being. He really didn’t want to be thinking about any of that not when the mood was clearly headed in another direction. 

Julian was shocked when the man slapped his hip. It wasn’t painful really but the noise was enough to turn a few heads and Julian turned beet red in response. “Yes, Daddy,” he agreed his brattiness somehow disappearing for the time being as he scrambled out of his seat and waited for Carver to get up himself before grabbing for the man’s hand so they could leave the restaurant. 

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daddycarver9:

Carver wasn’t sure what was better watching the boy walk up looking so beautiful with his subtle but obvious to Carver make up. He loved the way it showed off Julian’s eyes. Or how excited he looked when he got the gift. Or maybe ti was the hug. It was a toss up and impossible to tell which was better. He smiled pleased to get such a good reaction for such a relatively small gift. “It’s not as good as our other camera given it’s content. But I thought you’d need it here. After all it’s not every day I can get a picture of my baby with Niki Minaj.” 

Once Julian let go of Carver he instantly began unboxing his camera. “Well, just think about all the other pictures we can take with this and we don’t have to worry about them being developed. Julian was already starting to think of all the possibilities. Back in Virginia he could find plenty of inspiration for images to slip under Carver’s door. Julian pulled out the camera but stopped from looking for the directions when he heard Carver. “You know who Nicki Minaj is?” Julian asked in disbelief. He honestly assumed Carver lived under a rock because of how old he was. 

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daddycarver9:

Carver had planned their days to the brim. He wanted to give them time to enjoy of course, but he also wanted Julian to be able to experience as much as he could as there was no way of knowing if they’d every get to do something like it again. But as determined as he was to do everything they could some things were just undeniable. Like Julian admitting he needed a spanking. For a moment he let it drop as he focused on the food topic and snorted. “Well that’s just practice sweetheart you know that. I’ll just have to get you used to ordering the fancy good.” He winked. 

He didn’t look at the check so he didn’t have to see how much Julian had paid, but he slipped a decent tip into the little folder. Carver had always been a good tipper and it didn’t really matter what the bill was. After all these servers were pretty much living on tip and no one could live off of a low percentage. “We have a problem. We’ll have to go to the room immediately.”

“Okay, we can practice. Just not in front of your brother. I really want him to approve. I mean, not ‘cause I think he’s gotta for you to want to be around me but... you know,” he said with a little shrug. It was already going to be hard enough to not have the man think he was robbing his brother blind or something like that. 

Julian watched as Carver slipped a nice amount of cash in the booklet. He knew their waiter would be happy to find that later. Not that he expected otherwise from Carver. Hearing they had to go their room made Julian feel on top of the world. He loved that he was able to change his mind. “What? Why’s that? I thought we had fun plans,” he said as he puffed out his bottom lip. Yes, he was very ready to switch gears and dare to pout about not going on a tour. Julian really wanted to work him up now. 

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daddycarver9:

 Carver was enjoying Vegas a lot more than he ever thought possible. And the fun just seemed to continue. He was excited for their next stop and that showed as he stood in front of the entrance for Madam Tussaud’s clutching a little gift bag for Julian. He had arranged for Julian to meet him in front of the place just so he could go get the gift. Inside the bag tucked under the baby blue tissue paper lay a small baby blue book bag and a matching Fuji film insta mini eight. He had seen Julian eyeing the little cutesy camera’s when they have been shopping and when he thought of coming the Madam Tussaud’s he couldn’t help himself. He grinned as he spotted Julian and immediately held out the gift bag as he waved the tickets he had already bought just so Julian couldn’t be tempted to get them. “Present first then we can go in.”

@julianmattson

Julian was excited for this little outing of their’s. He knew this would be the closest he’d get to meeting some of his idols and he made sure he left their suite with a full battery so he could snap plenty of selfies with the wax figures. Julian killed time around the hotel, dolling himself up something cute for the photo ops he knew he’d be putting himself through. A nice nude lip and some blush was subtle enough that his mascara clad eyes wouldn’t be telling that he was sporting make up–– except maybe to Carver. Julian grinned when he spotted the man and the gift bag in his hand. “Hi baby,” Julian greeted him as he stole a kiss and took the present. He set the bag down on the bench near them and pulled out the little satchel and then the camera. It took everything in him not to squeal as he wrapped his arms around Carver’s neck. “I absolutely love it. It’s even in my color,” he said as he squeezed him extra tight. It warmed his heart even more knowing that Carver’d been paying attention to how much Julian wanted one of these. It sure beat the disposable camera full of yet to be developed nudes. 

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daddycarver9:

Oh boy was Julian asking for it. He groaned very quietly as the boy trapped his hand between his thighs. The picture he painted made Carver want to do just that. He really could see Julian pinned on the wall of a stall in the bathroom desperately trying not to moan to much and get them caught, but one he’d never do something like that in a possibly filthy bathroom and especially not somewhere where they could get caught and go to jail. Perhaps at the Haus where the only thing they’d have to worry about was something asking to have the next turn. “Many plans that don’t include sex right now you brat.” He huffed. “We can have sex any time we’d like. But I’ll only be able to take you to the tourist traps for so long.” Carver looked around for a second then decide he just didn’t care as he squeezed the boy’s thigh and let his hands massage the crotch of the boy’s pants for a moment as he leaned in to steal a kiss. “Be a good boy and tonight you’ll get what your needing and when we get back to the Haus I’ll see about fulfilling that dirty little stall fantasy of yours.” 

God the boy was frustrating in some of the most beautiful ways. “The weird mushroom things and I wouldn’t let them kick you out.” He chuckled as he spoke reassuringly. “Besides long as I keep explaining things to you when we do have them soon enough you’ll be as much of a pro as I am.” He smirked. ‘And besides Charlie’s table manners are horrible so no one will even notice if you aren’t too familar with the fine dining experience.” 

Julian puffed out his own chest when the man turned him down again. For someone looking for the company of an escort he sure put his foot down a lot when it came to sex. “But tourist traps can never be more fun than keeping you trapped between my legs,” he reminded him keeping his phrasing as PG-13 as possible. Though as soon as Carver began feeling him up under the table his filter was thrown right out the door as he kissed Carver back and pulled away with a moan only loud enough for the man to hear. “I don’t want to be a good boy. I want to be bad because I want a spanking tonight. You don’t give me good spankings unless I’m being naughty,” he reminded him. Screwing around in one of the stalls at the Haus didn’t sound quite as exhilarating but he was sure he’d enjoy it. Besides, it would be a good roleplaying opportunity for them.

“I don’t think I could ever be a pro like you. I lack your elegance,” he explained. “You’re just really good at ordering with confidence and stuff,” he admitted. Julian still stumbled over decisions laced with umms and false starts even when his mind was completely made up. “Well I know all my spoons and forks. I can eat fancy I just don’t know how to order it,” he defended himself. 

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thomxsduncxn:

“I’ll have to give it a try. I’d like to improve my flexibility because that means I’ll be more able to do tricks in bed.” Thomas winked, completely unashamed why he actually wanted to become more bendy than he actually was. “They keep paying him to be on videos, so he has to be doing something good.” And Thomas knew first hand, but it felt too soon to be confessing that he’s experienced Tucker’s skills before.

“Yeah, people usually get very enthused when they find out you can turn into a human pretzel. Not that you need the help. You’re like America’s gay heart throb.” Julian nodded his head. “That’s very true. I tried to go into porn but didn’t make it. I got stage fright and probably have an ugly orgasm face.”

daddycarver9:

Hearing those words did two things to Carver simultaneously. First it made him look around not nervous, but wondering who had noticed. He wasn’t in the least bit embarassed about what he and Julian had, but at the same time he wasn’t generally one for a spectacle. Also it made him a little worried someone might try to harass Julian, but mostly it made him horny. Yes it was a little public and it might cause some issues, but it was incredibly sexy especially since the boy saying it out loud in public was a good clue that Julian wasn’t ashamed of what they had either. His look around proved that only one woman was giving them funny looks and he rolled his eyes and reached between the table to slap Julian’s knee. “Behave. I have lots of plans for today and I’ll be ticked if I have to take you to our room for a spanking because you can’t behave.” Carver’s voice was a strange mix of aroused and serious. Because he meant what he said but it was hard to be truly mad, because it was so sexy and Julian was so cute doing it. 

Carver looked skeptical as Julian tried to defend the theoretical restaurant. Carver nodded even as he disagreed if any waiter or kitchen staff made such a dangerous mistake with his Julian heads were going to roll. And for once Carver was fairly confident he wouldn’t even feel guilty, but he just nodded. He wouldn’t argue over a theoretical situation especially one that he prayed never happened. “No they do not bring you fancy ketchup.” He snorted and shook his head. “Yes it comes with sides though it might be a bit fancier than your usual mashed potatoes. Truffles are the popular thing now, though I don’t really get the appeal. They are expensive and they don’t taste that good to me. But don’t worry I’ll make sure your pairings go together nicely.”

Julian watched as Carver looked around as the boy kept his lips from curling up into a smirk. It wasn’t like everyone wasn’t thinking that about them already. It was clear that the two of them were on a date. Their age difference certainly brought on judgements automatically. Julian sandwiched the man’s hand between his legs as he slapped him. He knew the man was serious and that’s what made it sexy and what made him want to continue to push. “Lots of plans for today? Like what? Following me into the bathroom and ravage me in one of the stalls?” Julian asked letting his dirty tongue slip up. He knew that would be punished but he couldn’t help it. Nor could he help it when he made Carver slip his hand up his inner thigh. 

“Truffles?” Julian asked. “You mean the chocolates or the weird mushroom looking things?” Julian asked. “You’re going to have to do all the ordering for me. It sounds like I’d get kicked out for trying to order like I do at any other restaurant,” he said. Not that he was opposed to the idea. Carver already did a lot of the ordering for them especially when they went to places with menus full of dishes and ingredients Julian’d never seen before. He was sure the steak house, even on a double date, would be no different. 

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jaxcavanaugh:

“Salad, of course, I should have known that’s what you’d be willing to live off of.” Jackson teased. The man looked down at himself as if to check too. “Don’t know if you can say for sure with my shirt on, if you want you can take a better look later.” He said playful winking at Jules. “A break from the gym, from sex, my body is probably wondering what the hell is going on.”

“Honey, you are aware I bottom for a living right? I can’t be eating some cheesy Alfredo or something and then be ready for someone to rim me. That’s just a disaster waiting to happen and I don’t want to end up getting fired over something like that,” he admitted.  Julian laughed. “Maybe, hot stuff. I’m sure Carver’ll be wanting me to come back when he wakes up,” he reminded him. Besides he knew there’d be no change, they’d be just as rock hard AND ABSOLUTELY UNCOMFORTABLE AND MAKE HORRIBLE PILLOWS just like always. “What do you mean a break from sex? Your client isn’t having you fuck his brains out?”

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charlie-brennagan:

Charlie looked vaguely horrified at that, shaking his head.  “God, what kind of monstrosity is that?  Truffle and figs on pizza.  The only things that should be on pizza are sausage and peppers and stuff like that.  Then again, Charlie had the tendency to prefer his pizza with a bunch of stuff that probably wasn’t healthy for him.

“Oh god.  Please, never put Carver and ‘fuckable’ in a sentence again.  I think I’ve been traumatized for life now.”  Any attempt at trying to make that sound serious was ruined by a laugh from Charlie, who nodded a bit.  “Who knows, maybe I won’t be as awful as I think.  I’m just trying really hard to not scare him off.”

“I dunno! I saw it on a menu once. Or maybe that was for a flatbread–– pizza’s less raunchy sister. I’ll eat pretty much anything on a pizza as long as they have the chili flakes. I love when my pizza is spicy. 

“Oh, come on. He probably has to deal with you being called fuckable all the time. You are a handsome man, you know. I’m sure he’s stumbled upon some Buzzfeed list talking for ‘The 20 Sexiest Moments in Charlie Brennagan’s New Film’,” Julian reminded him. Though he questioned whether on not Carver would actually go on that site. He didn’t have a use form DIY dorm decor or microwave hacks. “You won’t be. Jackson’s chill. I think if you keep stressing so much that’s what’ll scare him off.” 

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daddycarver9:

The boy really was a little devil Carver thought to his himself as he shook his head as Julian brought up the mental image of Julian squirming from the plug and other equally fun things he could do to his favorite boy. Then the little shit had to go and get suggestive with the whipped cream. Carver gave it up for lost. He wasn’t a shy man and walking out with a boner would hardly be the worst thing he’d ever done. “You my beautiful little brat are evil and I will punish you for your evil ways tonight we get back to our room.” 

Carver nodded seriously. “I know and that’s why I talk to the waiter every time we eat. I’d hate to have to go all Godzilla on some poor restaurant because someone in the kitchen made an unfortunate mistake.” Julian’s honestly confused look was both cute and made him realize he really should work on expanding the boy’s world view a little. “Because it’s blasphemy to put ketchup on a good steak. Besides if it’s the good stuff you won’t need ketchup.” 

“Okay Daaaaaaaddy,” Julian drew out just to egg on the man even though his voice remained low as he rubbed the man’s leg with the tip of his shoe. He wasn’t sure how much Carver would want to bring attention to their kinkier side in a diner like this. While he was fine holding hands at the table or the occasional kiss on the cheek in the street Julian didn’t really want to air their business out for everyone to see. 

Julian shook his head. “Don’t do that. I’d rather you just get me to the hospital as fast as possible. There’s no point in being mean to them. It really wouldn’t be their fault,” Julian defended. He’d had service jobs before and mistakes happen sometimes. As long as he didn’t die he was sure the restaurant would be more careful next time. “They don’t just bring you really fancy ketchup like those upscale burger places do?” Julian asked still amazed that ketchup wasn’t necessary for steak even nice stuff. “Does it still come with potatoes or veggies?”

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daddycarver9:

The image of Julian’s wonderfully reddened cheeks being parted by his cute little plug keeping him nice and stimulated was the sort of thought that made Carver’s cock stir and he had to sigh. “Brat we’ll be leaving soon and if I look like a horny teenager when I walk out you really will pay.” His scowl was real, but it was clear Carver was amused. He of course didn’t believe for a second that the boy didn’t know what those words would do to him. 

Carver chuckled as he heard Julian defend his choice. There was no way Carver would agree to a pizza place for this, but he found the logic behind it endearingly cute. He reached over and gently bopped the boy’s nose. “I know what your allergic to silly and I would never let you get sick like that. Besides it doesn’t have to be fancy seafood. We could do a fancy Italian place. Or even better a steak house. They have some of the big names here and wouldn’t it be a shame to miss them when we are currently here.” Carver look softened as he heard the boy’s other concern and kissed the boy’s knuckles again. “Well that’s just silly. It’d be like trading in gold Lambo for a new match box car. I’ll tell you what you should worry about.” He smiled teasingly. “You should be worrying that I won’t let you have any ketchup when we go to the Steak House.”

“Fine, then I won’t go into detail about how that’d make me squirm,” he teased despite being shot a glare as he pushed the bill over to Carver so he could leave a tip. Julian made sure to swipe some of the cream from the rim of Carver’s milkshake first and sucked the digit into his mouth. Carver might not be a horny teenager but Julian was. Riling the man up was one of his favorite things. 

“I know you know but sometimes they sneak that stuff in. I’ve never been to a steak house before,” Julian admitted. Most people didn’t look at Julian and assume he’d enjoy a big slab of red meat. The man’s worries about money and being traded in faded when he was compared to pure luxury. “I think I like the black ones more, They’re sexier don’t you think?” Julian added back to his teasing nature about it so Carver didn’t think he was still worrying. However, he was confused about why he wouldn’t be allowed ketchup. He always had ketchup. Julian loved ketchup and it was evident by the way he’d cleaned his plate of the stuff with every single fry.  He didn’t see why you wouldn’t have it with a fancy steak. It was the perfect addition the 7 dollar ones he had when his Grandpa would barbecue. “Why can’t I have ketchup? You always have ketchup with your steak.”

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daddycarver9:

“Hellion is for when your being brattier than usual. Also known as a sure fire way to get you ass spanked.” He teased even if he half meant it. He lifted their hands as Julian intertwined his fingers with his own and kissed the boy’s knuckles. “Of course a little trouble has never killed anyone.”

Carver rolled his eyes as he worried about Charlie liking him. He was pretty sure one had to actively try to dislike someone as sweet as Julian. “I”m sure your first impression was just fine.” Then he chuckled and shook his head as Julian tried to convince him a pizza date would be good enough. “We are in Vegas for a limited time and you want to go on a pizza date?” He snorted and shook his head. “My wallet can take care of itself. I’d really like if you stopped worrying about what I spend. I promise I’m not going to make myself broke spoiling you. After all if I did that who’d take care of you once I’m broke?”

Julian listened to the man’s explanation. And even though he’d rarely agree with the man about spanks he did feel he deserved it for that little stunt. He’d done it just to get a rise out of him and was a little turned on by the idea of having rosy cheeks as punishment for it. “Well, I guess you’re right. That was very naughty of me,” he agreed as he watched him kiss his fingers. “I probably need that new plug in once they’re all red too, huh?” Julian added to his own punishment knowing the man would never push him too hard. 

“Well, I don’t know what else to suggest! I’ve never been on a double date before. I just figured that was easiest. Besides, really fancy food’s kind of scary. I’ve got a seafood allergy and I already had a run in with it not too long ago, I don’t want it to happen again,” he explained. Julian felt like all fine dining seemed to be lobsters or oysters or scallops and he couldn’t have any of that. Julian listened to the man and sighed a little. The only reason he worried so much about it is because money’d always been a problem growing up. The Mattsons hadn’t been poor but whenever a hiccup occurred his parents always went at each other’s throats over finances. “If you’re broke you’d still be able to take care of me. I’m not after your money, you know,” Julian reminded as he rubbed his thumb against the back of Carver’s hand as the waiter brought Julian the check which Julian signed with his freehand. “I’m just a worrier. If I’m not worrying about that I’d be worrying about something else like you trading me in for a younger model.” Come June he wouldn’t be a teen anymore. 

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adriangonzalez-dean:

“Then I guess we’re just going to have to go up to my suite and create our own kind of fun,” Adrian said, his eyes were locked on the man. He grinned as he leaned down and let his lips travel over Julian’s neck. He finally nipped and kissed at the flesh. “I can make up a little blackjack table and teach you how to gamble. Or we can do strip poker.”

Julian nodded his head. “I guess we’re going to have to,” Julian agreed as he craned his neck as the man’s mouth ventured lower a content sigh escaped his lips as he felt him nip at his skin. “Mmm, I think that sounds like a perfect idea. Why don’t you teach me how to gamble,” he suggested. He would’ve been all for strip poker but he didn’t want to screw it up by being new to the game. 

jaxcavanaugh:

“Mhm, I see your point. But I think I could live off pasta for the rest of my life and be completely happy about it.” He laughed, thinking he should have known Jules was going to say he only need half a shake, the younger man always did eat less than him. “Nah, I don’t need the extra sugar. I’ve already been lacking at going to the gym since we arrived.”

“I don’t think I could live off pasta but I would be pretty happy having a salad and garlic bread every day,” he admitted. That was usually what he got back at the Haus. Julian eyed his friend a little more closely trying to see if there was any evidence that he looked less fit. Of course, there wasn’t. “I dunno, you still look solid as a rock to me,” he told him. “Your body’s probably happy for the break.”

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