“That is so good, boy. My sweet boy,” he murmured, and his eyes closed.
Electric delight streaked through my chest; this was the single best moment of my life. I went to work, hollowing my cheeks and bobbing on his hard-on until my lips nearly touched the base of his cock, then kept up a fast pace until his thighs shook and bursts of bitter cum coated my tongue. I swallowed every drop of his load and spent a minute lapping at the tip of his cock, which wasn’t showing any signs of going down.Yes, Daddy.
He swiped a thumb under my chin, and I grinned up at him as he fed it back into my mouth so I could eat the cum that had somehow dripped out. My entire body vibrated, and I was so happy I didn’t know what to do. I hadn’t realized how much the weight of wondering if I’d ever see Perry again had been smashing down on me until it was gone. I kissed up Daddy’s belly and stood, giving him a hug.
“Daddy, that was so good.” My sensitive cock rubbed against his thigh, sending a hot punch of need to twist in a torturous knot in my stomach, and he hummed, cupping my ass with both hands to drag me closer. I was pressed up against his warm, hard muscles while he stared at me, and the sweet grin he gave me had tears prickling in the corners of my eyes.
“You’re really good at that.”
My face grew hot as I looked around, then studied the empty bed and the creases in the white blankets where his hands had been resting on them.
“Which thing?”
He dragged me closer and nuzzled his nose against my ear. “Eating me out. Sucking me off. Being cute. Take your pick. You’re good at all of it.”
Smiling, I shook my head.
“Are you arguing with me, boy?” he asked, then nibbled on my earlobe.
“No, Daddy,” I said with a laugh before I took the initiative and brushed my lips to his.
For a long time we kissed, and neither of us did much except give and take, and share air. Daddy flicked the tip of his tongue around mine, and I squirmed against him as a hot flash of desire superheated my belly and made my balls feel ready to unload.
“Daddy.” I moaned when he backed off a little.
“Oh, do you need something?” He slipped a hand between us and wrapped his fingers around my cock but didn’t do anything else. “I have something I want to suggest, but you don’t have to do it. I’m letting you know,” he murmured.
“What’s that?”
“Do you want to fuck Daddy?”
I blinked up at him and hesitated. My head spun.Is he serious?
“I’ll be fine if you never want to do that, but... it seems like you don’t have much experience in certain things.” The thoughtful tone and the love in his eyes made the gentle squeeze of his hand around me feel even better. “I haven’t offered this to many people—” He glanced away. “—but you’re special to me.”
Excitement boiled in my belly as he caressed his thumb over the tip of my cock. “If I don’t like it, will you fuck me, Daddy?”
He smirked. “I plan to fuck you anyway.”
Nodding fast, I gave him a hug, and he laughed. Daddy said he hadn’t done this often, but he lay back on the bed and looked comfortable, not nervous. He searched for the lube and finally found it stuffed under our pillows. I held out my hand, and he raised his eyebrows but passed the bottle over. I climbed onto the bed and settled between his legs, and I could barely believe my eyes—he was so strong and doing something like this for me. My heart felt like it might crack in two as he spread his muscled thighs wider. He was powerful and sexy.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I murmured.
“I want to see the cute little faces you make. This is purely for my pleasure.” He grinned and nodded in encouragement. I tried to remember all the consideration he’d shown me and was careful to get a good amount of lube on my fingers, and then I rested a hand on his thigh, and he tilted his ass up in the air. He was so much bigger than me that it would probably be easier to top him in a different position, but I wanted him this way, trusting me enough to be on his back, loving me enough to want to see my face while I was in his body. I chewed on my lower lip and swirled my fingers between his cheeks to his hole. He snagged my wrist, and I glanced up at his face. His smile twisted into something hotter and more sensual as he pulled my wrist closer and guided my fingers into his ass.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I murmured.
“Go deep,” he said with a sigh and leaned back against the bed. I’d always thought to perfectly serve Daddy I would need to be on the bed with my hole ready for him, but as I tickled my fingers over his prostate and bliss washed across his face, I knew this could be a way to make my Daddy happy, too. I loved it. I zoned out as I lubed him up, and after there was probably more than enough slick in his hole, I still played with his prostate. Daddy’s cock got so hard the tip went almost purple and precum leaked down the sides in shiny rivulets, but I kept going, kept pressing until his hips rose and fell to the rhythm of my fingers.
I loved Daddy fucking me against a wall, but this was also amazing.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I mumbled.
“Get inside me.” He swallowed hard enough I could hear the click of his throat. “Daddy wants you—now.”
Nodding, I pulled my fingers out of his body and took a few seconds to make my cock glisten with lube. I was glad he’d turned his request into an order because I might’ve kept fingerfucking him until he came, since he seemed to be enjoying it so much. I shuddered at the sensation of my thighs spreading his legs apart as I moved closer. For a second, I felt awkward when I leaned over him, but then Daddy smoothed his hands down my sides, grabbed my ass, and with an evil smirk, he dragged me forward.
“Daddy,” I said on a moan.
