“I’m ready, Daddy. Want to feel it.”
As much as I hated to do it, I pulled my fingers free. I waited until Sammy’s eyes were open before I sucked the wet fingers into my mouth. “Fuck, baby. I love the way you taste. Get up by the pillows and spread your legs for me.”
Sammy sat up, stroking my length slowly once I stood. I thrust into his fist, loving how he knew exactly where to tighten his grip and when to keep it loose. He leaned forward, sucking the tip of my cock. He rarely went deeper, but what he did was fucking magical.
“I ought to spank you for being a little brat.” I gritted my teeth as I wrapped a hand around the base of my cock and squeezed. I’d been waiting for this all morning, and unlike younger men, I couldn’t rebound quickly. If I came down his throat, we’d have to hold off until after he got home from work tonight and that wasn’t an option. “You can be my little cock warmer tonight, but you’ve got to stop before I come, Sammy.”
He released my dick and licked his lips. “I was trying to make sure I had a balanced breakfast, Daddy. You’re the one who says I can’t live on just juice in the mornings.”
Oh, he was being a cheeky little shit. He was definitely working his way up to a spanking. I filed that information away for later.
“Where are you supposed to be?” While he shuffled up to the head of the bed, I grabbed a condom out of the drawer. I kneeled on the bed between his legs, spreading them wider to put him on full display for me. He tipped his head to the side as I covered his body with mine.
“I’ll only say it once but remember you can decide it’s too much at any time. I won’t be upset with you,” I reassured him before nipping and kissing my way down his neck. He cried out into my mouth as I shoved two fingers inside of him. His hips bucked off the bed, meeting my hand with very thrust, his arms wound tightly around my neck, keeping me from breaking the kiss. “Fuck baby, you’re gorgeous when you let go.”
“Please, Daddy. Go slow next time,” he pleaded. “I don’t wanna wait anymore. Want to be yours.”
“Oh sweetheart, you already are,” I pointed out. Even if we never went any further than we had, he was mine as much as I was his. His body clenched around my fingers and his dick throbbed against my palm. There were definite benefits to my boy’s body, and I absolutely loved how compact he was, how easy it was to send him into the stratosphere. “You’re tight. I don’t know if I’ll last very long.”
I didn’t want him to think less of me, but I was about ninety percent sure I was going to be a minute man. The long, drawn out fucking in porn was an exaggeration on a good day, but when I felt like the past few weeks had all been foreplay leading up to this moment, I didn’t stand a chance.
Sammy sat up, running his hands along my thighs while I opened the condom wrapper. “Can I help you with that, Daddy?”
Even if I’d been able to deny him anything, the longing in his eyes as he held out his hand would have broken me. I rose and place the condom in his hand. When he rolled the latex over my shaft, I had to bite down on my lip, focusing on the pain to keep me from shooting off before it was even in place.
“You ready?”
He hooked his arms around his thighs, pulling his legs back. That was all the answer I needed. I lined up the head of my cock at his entrance, leaning over him as I slowly pushed inside. Sammy went completely still. His brows knit together, and his teeth dug into his bottom lip. “Breathe for me, sweetheart. You’ve gotta relax. It’ll get better, I promise.”
At least I hoped to hell it would. He felt amazing but seeing the discomfort all over his face had my erection flagging a bit. This wasn’t supposed to hurt him, physically or otherwise. I couldn’t even imagine everything that was going through his mind. “Do you need a break?”
Sammy’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. He clawed my forearms, keeping me from pulling away. “Just give me a second. It’s good, I promise, but it hurts, too.”
“I’ll give you as much time as you need,” I promised him. I combed my fingers through his hair, my face inches from his. “You’re beautiful, baby. Thank you for trusting me with this.”
“Is it weird to say it feels right, like it was supposed to be you?” My heart exploded at his admission. He cried out when I thrusted slowly, until I was fully seated inside his body.
“No baby, it feels that way to me, too,” I admitted. It was a heady fucking feeling to know I was theonlyman who’d ever given him this. The stress lines on his face relaxed until Sammy flashed a shy smile. I kissed his forehead, pulling back so I could stroke the back of my fingers over his cheek. “Hi.”
“Hi,” he replied lazily. “I think I’m going to like this.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. The sheer wonder in Sam’s voice wrapped its way around my heart. “I hope to hell you do. You feel so fucking good around me. Are you ready for more?”
“Yes, please.” As I pulled back and started slowly rocking back and forth, Sammy’s hands explored every inch of my skin. He arched up, begging me to go faster, but I wanted to make this last.
I started stroking Sammy’s dick,needinghim to get off before me. I wanted to feel his body clenching around my dick as I came. He writhed around, simultaneously chasing and trying to get away from the sensations. It amazed me how sensitive he was there. And there was one spot… Sammy let out a sound that would have made me think he was in pain if not for the blissed out expression on his face as I found the part of his dick that always drove him over the edge. “Oh God! Fuck! Don’t stop! Please!”
He kept begging me to keep fucking him, even as he tried swatting my hand away from his dick. His hole was tight and wet and, holy fuck me, I’d never felt anything like it. I thrust into him hard and fast, seeking my own release. “You’re fucking perfect. God damn, I could get addicted to this.”
“Want that.” He sucked in huge gulps of air. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat that made him almost shimmer as the morning light streamed through my bedroom windows. Where he’d been still and tentative at the start, now Sammy was bucking his hips off the bed, fucking me, never letting me pull out. “Love the way you fill me, Daddy. Going to want it all the time now.”
“Whenever you want it, baby,” I promised him. My balls tightened and I knew the end was near. I collapsed over his body, shoving a hand between him and the mattress, sealing my mouth over his as I let go.
We laid there, breathless and covered in sweat as we came down from the high. I pushed up enough that I could see his face. Utterly wrung out from pleasure was a good look on him. I knew I needed to check in with him. I’d do the same for any new partner, but with Sammy, things were a bit more complex. But I couldn’t just yet because I didn’t want to do anything to threaten the tranquility that radiated from him.
“I think you’ve created a monster.” Sammy hugged me tight. I worried about crushing him, but every time I tried pushing upright, he squeezed me harder. “I’m going to want to do that all the time now.”
“Then I suggest you be a good boy so you can pick your rewards,” I told him. His smile fell and his expression turned guarded. “Hey, none of that. I wasn’t trying to bring up last night and you need to know I wasn’t angry. I was more sad than anything.”
