Sam
My cheeks heated the moment I woke up and realized I hadn’t been dreaming. Daddy really had walked in on me jerking off and watching porn. Listening to him talk about what it would feel like if I could fuck him was hot at the time, but now that the logical part of my brain engaged again, it made me sad.
I wanted every single thing he’d described. It wasn’t often that I wished I had a dick, but I had silently struggled with the fact I would never know what it felt like to fuck someone. Sure, there were toys out there that would allow me to penetrate a partner, but it wasn’t the same. We’d both know it was a piece of silicone and not a part of my body inside of him.
“Hey, what’s going on in that head of yours?” Daddy ran his fingers through my hair as he kissed the base of my neck. “Today’s supposed to be a happy day.”
“It is.” I didn’t sound convincing, even to my own ears.
“Would your birthday present help cheer you up?”
Yep. That would help. He’d spent the entire weekend of my birthday taunting me about how much I was going to like my present, but then things had gone wonky and I’d completely forgotten about it because I was focused on finishing school.
But now, I didn’t have anything else to do and he’d said it was something that was for both of us to enjoy. I sat up so quickly, Daddy fell to his stomach on the bed. “Oops, sorry.”
“You sure don’t sound very sorry,” he mused as he pushed himself upright and sat against the pillows. He reached for a big box sitting on the nightstand. He handed it to me, and I tried figuring out what it was by the weight of it. I looked over at him, brows furrowed, and couldn’t help but laugh at the combination of anxiety and excitement on his face. He was practically vibrating with anticipation. I flipped the box over a couple of times, throwing out random guesses as to what might be inside. “There’s an easier way, you know.”
Daddy grumbled as I took my time, trying to be careful to save the bow and not rip the paper. The wrapping paper was seriously cute. It was tie dyed with unicorns dancing all over it. I stuck my tongue out at him. “Don’t blame me! If you don’t want me to save the paper, wrap it in something ugly next time.”
“Baby, I have a whole roll in the guest room closet,” he told me, trying to urge me along. “I swear, if you don’t hurry, I’m going to take it away.” He scrubbed at his chin. “No, I’ll let you open it but then you’re not going to get to play with it until you’ve learned your lesson.”
“Sorry, unicorns,” I apologized to the paper before shredding it, tossing scraps off the side of the bed. A lump formed in my throat when I saw the logo on the outside of the box. Tears welled in my eyes. My hands shook. I couldn’t breathe. “Is this? It’s… Oh, my god…” I gaped at him. “Is it really?”
Daddy let out an audible sigh and his body relaxed. “Why don’t you open the box and see?”
Unless he’d been snooping on my computer, which I knew he’d never do, Daddy couldn’t have known I’d been drooling over one of these since someone posted a link in an online group I used to belong to.
Of course, the box had to be stupid and stubborn and not want to open. Finally, Daddy got tired of watching me fumble with it and took the box out of my hands. He flipped open the lid and removed the papers as well as two small bottles. I held out my hands and he placed the best present ever in my palms.
“It looks so real,” I whispered.
“Itisreal, baby. And it’s yours,” he reassured me. “You might not have been born with male anatomy, but that doesn’t make this any less real.”
“And you want me to…” I couldn’t even say it. I was really going to… He was going to let me… “You might have to tell me how to do it. I’ve never…”
“Baby, there’s no wrong way to make love to someone. But yes, I will absolutely guide you.” He took the dick out of my hands and pulled open the plastic bag it was sealed in.
It was slightly creepy because if I didn’t know I was holding a prosthetic, I would have thought it was a human dick in my hands. I cupped the balls, fascinated by how real they looked. I circled one hand around the base and stroked the shaft. It even felt real.
“Fuck, I’m not sure if this should be as hot as it is.” Daddy flicked open the button on his pants and reached inside. “You aredefinitelygoing to jerk off for me once you’re wearing that. I’d bet you could make me come just from watching.”
I flipped the silicone dick over and noticed the hole in the back. I started getting hard when I pushed my index finger inside and felt the soft ribbed surface. Oh yeah, this was the best birthday present ever.
“Should we try it on?” I giggled because Daddy made it sound like my dick was a new shirt or something. But yeah, I definitely wanted to see what it would look like. I nodded. “In here or the bathroom?”
“Here,” I said. I didn’t want to go anywhere. And once it was on, I didn’t want to waste any time. I was going to jerk off using a dick I could wrap my whole hand around! “How do I do it?”
“Would you be opposed to me helping you?” Daddy sounded tentative. It was strange because he was usually the confident one. I offered my dick to him. I swore I could feel it in my attached dick when he started playing with the holy-shit-realistic foreskin.
I straddled his lap, bending down so I could kiss him. I held his face in my hands and pressed my lips gently to his. Then, it dawned on me… “Is this why you wanted to shave me last night?”
Shaving wasn’t anything unusual for us, but it wasn’t something we ever did on a school night because Daddy liked to take his time with shaving and bath and sex.
Daddy nodded. “I didn’t want it to hurt when we take it off.”
“Always taking such good care of me.” I kissed him again before hopping off the bed. I stumbled because it was a big drop now that he had the pedestals on the bed. I’d done so much research when I’d been looking for dicks—thinking Ineededone if I ever wanted to be viewed as a real man—that I knew exactly what needed to be done. Plus, once we had my stuff taken care of, I planned on pampering Daddy a little, too.
If I wasn’t so eager, I’d suggest we take a bath together. But no way would my patience last that long now that I knew I was going to get to make him feel as good as he always made me feel.
