“No, I don’t,” I murmured.
He flushed pink and turned back around, hanging his head. “Dare. Daddy, I swear, you’re killing me.”
“That’s my line.”
He chuckled but it was husky.
I swirled my tongue around his hole again.
He strained toward me and gasped.
“Tell me,” I demanded.
He let out a nearly furious growl. “It’s a tease. I’m sensitive. It doesn’t take much pressure on my prostate to have me feeling—you’re going to have to let me play with your ass before you understand. But it’s like… the best fucking sensation to have it stroked inside. And it’s a tease knowing you’re there, and if you lick into me there’s pressure and heat. It makes me want you. I want you to fuck me so bad,” he whispered.
A thrill of need and dread twisted together in a knot in my stomach. Carefully I drew a circle around his hole with the tip of my tongue. I wasn’t any closer to thinking it looked like the small button could take my cock, but then again, Z had given me a lot of really great reasons to want to play with it. I kissed him there, and he nodded as I began to eat his ass like I’d get a free vacation if I did it well enough. I flicked my tongue over his hole and licked and sucked until there was spit on my chin. His happy moans made me braver. He pushed back against me. I worked him open with the tip of my tongue and forced it inside, surprised his taste wasn’t very strong. He was salty and actually a tiny bit sweet, and the idea I was in his ass gave me a rush that had my cock struggling against my pants.
“Daddy, I—don’t stop.” He groaned. “I have flavored lube in my room if you don’t like—”
“Love it,” I gasped out and licked down to his balls, swiping my tongue over them. I’d never thought nutsacks were sexy or anything, but he arched his back and slid his thighs farther apart, so I gave them a nice tongue bath just to hear him pant and moan.
Sitting back, I couldn’t take my eyes off his beautiful, quivering body. “I want you in my bed, boy,” I said quietly.
He nodded and tried to stand but ended up collapsing back to his knees. I helped him up, and we stumbled together to my room. I tipped him onto the bed, and he scrambled around until his head hit the pillow. I zeroed in on my second-favorite parts of his body and leaned down to suck on his right nip, pulling on it with my lips.
He gasped, and I slipped my hand around his cock, smearing my thumb through his precum. He arched into my touch, and I was shocked to feel his cock swell and cum coat my fingers. I didn’t stop sucking on his nipple, and he sobbed out something that was damned close to stop—but not quite.
“I’m so fucking hard,” I said against his skin. “Baby, I love this. Zayden, I….” I turned my cheek and nuzzled my evening stubble against his nub. He moaned, flopping back against the bed, and I rubbed my hand clean on the comforter because I’d probably just end up making a mess of it anyway.
“Daddy, there’s lube. There’s a stash in my underwear drawer.” His breath hitched. “More than one kind.”
Nodding, I leaned up to kiss him and smiled as I forced myself away from him to go across the hall. It made me grin to know there were still a few secrets between us. Even though I knew which drawer his underwear were kept in, I’d had no idea he had a small pharmacy hidden in the back under a layer of cloth.
“Who are you hiding this stuff from?” I called across the hall with a laugh as I tugged open the drawer and went snooping.
“Obviously you,” he said back on a laugh. “I don’t know. I have residual angst. My mom cleaned my room until I left home. She wouldn’t quit.”
I stopped as I tossed aside underwear and lifted a bottle with a blue cap out. I stared at it. It seemed like the biggest bottle and the least-exotic choice, and I thought that was probably good. “Did you have the belly before you moved in here?”
I cocked my head, waiting for an answer, and figured this lube was as good as any of the others. I shoved the drawer closed and went back to him. His cheeks were rosy, and he had both hands on his groin and around his plump cock, like he wanted to grab it but wasn’t allowing himself, probably because I’d ordered him not to jerk off alone. My mouth went dry at the sight. He wanted me so much he was still hard.
“No. I never started exploring that until I was here with… with you. I knew it would be okay here.” He glanced away, but there was a smile on his face. “I knew even if you did find out somehow… you wouldn’t be awful to me.”
My heart pounded harder as I crossed the room to the bed. I tossed the lube down beside him, then tugged my shirt over my head. He sat up and helped me unbuckle my belt, and I let him take over, popping the button on my fly and unzipping my pants. My cock throbbed at the sight of his hands so close to it. He stared up at me as he pushed my pants down. I grunted in irritation because I’d never kicked off my shoes, so I did an unhappy clothing shuffle that had Z snickering. When I was finally naked, I crashed down at his side, bouncing him on the bed. He tugged at my arm, and I went up on my knees, snagging the lube. He spread his legs wide in invitation, and I gulped, moving until I was between them.
“Daddy?”
“Yeah,” I asked, surprised at how much I liked hearing him say that, and how easy it was to accept. Just another quirk Zayden Shoemaker had that I was more than happy to indulge. I let out a shaky breath.
“Will you help me? My ass is empty. I want you in it. I want your seed to fill me up and make me happy.” He cupped his flat stomach. “I want you to breed me so I’m full. You’ll want to keep me if I have your baby inside me, right?”
“So much,” I breathed out, overwhelmed more by the emotional implications of what he was saying—the fact that he wanted me tokeep him. The idea that he wanted tostay here with me forever. I knew his kink was just a game, or roleplay, or whatever, but warmth and need burst like champagne bubbles in my chest. “I’ll put so much cum in you that you’ll be dripping for a week. I’ll put so many babies in you that you’ll be pregnant forever.”
His eyelashes fluttered, dark against his cheeks, and he moved his legs until he had his ass tilted in the air toward me and his bottom lip between his teeth. I squirted some lube on my fingers and carefully drew an outline around his hole. Fear and want and a thousand other things tumbled through me as I watched his eyelids fall closed and his mouth part. I held my breath as I slid a single finger into him. He nodded and let out a happy sigh. I slid in a second one and the tightness had me laser-focused on him.
“Tell me… tell your Daddy how to make you feel good. I want you to scream for me when I breed you.” My sudden burst of courage had me feeling pretty proud of myself. “Tell your Daddy, baby.”
His cock was so firm, the entire thing was a reddish pink. I hadn’t seen it like this yet, and if only putting my fingers in his ass got him this hot, I’d be doing a hell of a lot more of it. I leaned down and kissed him, slipping my fingers in as far as they’d go. He moaned against my mouth.
