Noah remained relaxed, still watching the film, and trusting Alistair not to present him with anything that was going to hurt him.
The detective had finally gathered all of the suspects together, and he was going through the evidence against them. The big reveal had to be coming up, but Noah’s attention was diverted whensomethingpushed up against his hole.
Cool, hard, unrelenting, pressing inside of him at a languid crawl and wow, it wasthick.
“Daddy?” Noah moaned.
“Shhh. Watch the film, sweet boy,” Alistair urged. “Enjoy your surprise and let me take care of you, hmm?”
“Y-yes, sir.” Noah gasped.
It was a toy, some sort of dildo, and it was stretching him wide open. Thanks to a generous coating of lube, the slick head went right in, but there was immediate resistance when Alistair tried going deeper. It wasn’t painful, not exactly, but it was an intense flood of pressure, like a joint that needed to pop but just couldn’t.
“Relax, dear Noah.” Alistair moved the dildo back and forth in short bursts, rubbing Noah’s hip soothingly. “There we go. It’s going in now, sweet boy. You’re opening up beautifully.”
“Thank you, sir.” Noah’s eyes fluttered closed, and he forgot all about the movie. The thick toy pushing inside of him became his whole world, and he was strung out on the sweet bliss of being totally stuffed. He didn’t think he’d ever taken anything this big, and his breath caught with every additional inch penetrating his body.
There was enough now for a substantial pull and push, and Alistair fucked him deep, praising, “Almost there, my boy. Mmm, you could take my fist right now, you’re so loose.”
“G-god,” Noah whimpered. It wasn’t like he hadn’t done it before, but certainly not with anyone who had such big, strong hands like Alistair. The thought both thrilled and terrified him, and he dropped his head with a moan as Alistair fucked him harder.
The pressure within was somewhere up in his stomach, and he tried to bow his back to relieve some of it. He spread his legs, groaning excitedly as the discomfort faded. It felt good now, hot and fierce, and he couldn’t believe the sounds coming out of him.
Noah barely noticed the movie was over, occupied entirely by Alistair pumping the toy in and out of his body. His hole was throbbing in the same rhythm as his scalding cheeks, and the pounding had invited his cock and balls to the party now, and he wanted to come.
His thighs flexed, and he arched forward to grind his cock against the side of the table. It was uncomfortable, so he pushed up, laying his cock flat on the table top so he could rub it there, trying to gain some much needed friction. Even with his underwear in the way, it was still good, so fuckin’ good—
“Ah, ah,” Alistair warned.
Fuck.
Noah stilled his hips and sighed in frustration.
“I’m not done with you, dear Noah.” Alistair popped Noah’s ass.
“Mm!” Noah whimpered, taken by surprise and clenching around the huge toy inside of him. It made it feel even bigger, and he groaned into the table, twitching helplessly. “Ahh… mmm…”
“Breathe for Daddy.” Alistair pulled the toy out slowly, leaving Noah wide open and gaping. “Oh, how beautiful you are. My sweet boy, my darling boy.”
Being so empty was weird, and Noah experimentally tried to tighten down around nothing. He was soft, dripping with lube, and he had the insane urge to touch himself there. “Please. Sir. Can I…?”
“What, dear Noah?”
“I wanna feel what you did to me, Daddy.”
“Go ahead.”
Noah quickly reached back to pass his fingers over his open hole, and he gasped loudly. He was so tender and smooth, and the rim of his asshole was incredibly sensitive. He pushed inside of himself, groaning at howeasyit was.
He could almost slip his entire hand inside, and the very thought made his hard cock throb anew. Fuck, he wanted to come so much that it was hurting, and his balls were too damn tight.
Alistair’s cock bumped against his probing fingers, and Noah pulled his hand away to let him in.
“There we go, sweet boy. There we go.” Once Alistair had the head of his cock seated, he grabbed Noah’s cheeks and spread them wide, pushing deep.
“Oh, myGod.” Noah’s head smacked down on the table, and he moaned brokenly. “God, yes, Daddy.”
The slide of Alistair’s cock was as smooth as velvet, and Noah couldn’t believe how he was still managing to hit all those wonderful little nerve endings inside of him. He was soloose, slick, and Alistair was pounding him relentlessly.
