He gave me a squeeze, and even though I’d enjoyed the barge ride, I could barely think by the time we were back at the dock.
“Watch your step,” Daddy said, warm breath swirling in my ear. My knees wobbled when I stepped back on solid ground, and Daddy firmly held my hand as if he thought I might wander off. He was much more intense now that I’d brought up what we might do at home, and the heat in his eyes had my cock plumping, even though we were in public and there were other people around. I bit my lip.
At Daddy’s car he opened my door for me, and I groaned when he gently nudged me into my seat. Etta, Daddy’s mom, had given him the car, saying she thought it was “a crying shame” he didn’t have his own vehicle to drive me around town, and like with the clothes she’d given me, he didn’t make her take it back. I thought he would just go get behind the steering wheel, but he bent and slammed his mouth over mine, sliding his tongue between my lips. I whimpered into the kiss and loved the way he pushed my head back to dominate me during every second his skin touched mine. He broke away with a smirk and slid his hand down my chest to my belly. When I spread my legs and rocked my hips in invitation, he only winked and pulled my seat belt down to buckle it.
“Mean Daddy,” I said with a laugh.
“Be a good boy and don’t say anything that will get you into trouble.” His mouth twisted into an amused grin.
“Never, Daddy,” I murmured. “I’ll be your good boy.”
He hummed and finally stood to close the door.
By the time we got home I was a ball of nerves, and I didn’t wait for Daddy to come around and open my door, simply fumbled with the seat belt buckle until it clicked, then nearly fell out of the car. I wouldn’t have minded sprawling on the ground, though. I wanted to be at Daddy’s service and being near his feet would let him know how ready I was to take the next steps with him as myDaddy.
“Daddy, I need you,” I mumbled as he met me and firmly took my hand, and then I laughed when he bent and scooped me up. It was nice to be tucked close to his chest, and while I wasn’t a small man, he had no trouble hauling me around. The front door was locked, so he had to put me on my feet to deal with it, but I held on to him tightly.
Once we were in the house with the door closed again, he dragged me close and pressed his lips to mine, and I opened for his invading tongue and sank into the embrace. He held me close, and I couldn’t get enough.
“Go to the bedroom and strip for Daddy,” he murmured against my mouth, and I nodded. I wanted to make Daddy happy, especially after he’d done something so dangerous to keep me safe. I owed him a lot, but this wasn’t about one minute of rage. No, this was about a thousand and one small moments when he’d made sure I had everything I needed to be myself again.
“Daddy, I love you,” I whispered.
He cupped my cheek and smiled. “I love you, too.”
Smiling, I rushed to the bedroom, already stripping off my tank top as I went, and then I shucked out of the rest of my clothes and neatly put them in the basket we’d started keeping in the corner. I wasn’t certain what I should do with myself because Daddy hadn’t been this direct with me about what we were doing in the bedroom yet. He called me his boy and he was my Daddy, but normally the sex was more driven by the moment.
This was so intentional.
I shivered and my chest went light. He was taking control and really becoming my Daddy. I glanced around and decided to get on my knees next to the bed to wait for him. I didn’t feel the hard floor under my knees because I was too swamped with anticipation, and my skin tingled and my cock stood up and waved, waiting for Daddy. The pulsing, throbbing goodness as my shaft got harder was all I could think about. My abs heaved and sweat slid down my spine, and I skimmed my fingers along my cock once before I forced myself to rest my hands on my thighs and wait. When Daddy entered the room he only had briefs hiding his hard cock from me. The tented fabric became the center of my attention as I licked my lips.
“Oh look at you, you’re so beautiful,” he murmured, and I trembled as he came closer. “You are so perfect on your knees. Do you want to please your Daddy?”
Nodding, I rubbed my hands along my thighs as my cock throbbed. I wanted to jerk off so bad, but he didn’t tell me to do it.
“Will you do anything Daddy says?” He crouched down to look me in the eye.
“Yes.”
“Will you tell me if you don’t like what I ask you to do, since I’m going to tell you to do some things we’ve never done together?”
My stomach warmed as he covered my hands with his and tickled his thumbs along the outside of my thighs.
“Yes, Daddy,” I agreed fast.
With a wink, he stood and pushed down his briefs, then stepped out of them. Instinctively I opened my mouth, but he shook his head and turned around. Leaning forward, he rested his hands on the bed with his thickly muscled ass curving in the best ways possible. He glanced over his shoulder at me. “Eat Daddy out, boy. Lick my crack.”
For a moment, I wasn’t sure I’d heard him right, but then, moaning, I shuffled closer on my knees and rested my hands on either side of his ass. The muscles were hard while still giving when I squeezed. I hadn’t considered doing this for him... or that he might like some of the same things I did. Tentatively I put a kiss on his right cheek, then the left one. Fine hairs tickled my lips and I loved it.
“Can you spread your legs, Daddy?” I didn’t like asking him to move when we were doing something like this, but if it was to make following his orders better, why not? Right now I felt every bit his boy, someone who should listen to his Daddy.
He spread his legs and tilted his ass higher. I nuzzled my nose between his cheeks, and I thought maybe he’d detoured into the bathroom to use soap and water because he smelled fresh. I swiped my tongue across his hole and appreciated the way Daddy pushed back toward me. I wriggled my tongue and loved it when he growled. I swiped my tongue along that spot, over and over again, until we had a rhythm together. Daddy panted, his harsh breathing the only sound in the room. When I reached up between his legs, his hard cock was hot in my hand, and I licked harder against him and brushed my fingers around his slick cockhead. I wanted him in me. I wanted so many things right now.
My tongue alsoneededto get inside him. I pushed until he loosened up and sighed happily when I pressed into his ass. There wasn’t much taste, only an earthiness, and I was so far gone I didn’t think I would’ve cared if there was a more potent flavor because this was my Daddy. I wanted to make him feel good. I fucked him with my tongue until he was constantly making low, manly sounds in the back of his throat that sent my heart pounding.
“Are you happy to be eating out your Daddy?” he asked.
With a pleased hum, I nodded against him and kept working my tongue into his body. He straightened, and I sat back on my heels, staring up at his strong back, and when he turned, I already had my mouth open for him. He was fast to jam his cock between my lips. I sucked while I stared up at him, admiring his broad chest covered with enough hair that I wished I could tickle my fingers through it, and he caressed my cheeks while he rocked his hips forward. The tip of his cock hit the back of my throat, and I gagged, then tried to relax to take him farther down.
