Sammy nodded frantically. His jaw went slack and the paci fell out of his mouth when I pressed
one finger into him. I pushed deeper, loving the fact I could feel my dick filling him as I fingered his
ass.
“More, Daddy. Want more. Please,” he begged.
“You have to be quiet, Sammy,” I warned him. “You don’t want anyone to know what a pretty
little slut you can be for me, do you?”
It was only my hand around his waist that kept Sammy from crumpling to the floor as his knees
gave out. I pursed my lips to hold back my amusement. Dirty talk wasn’t a huge part of our play time,
but we were both learning hereallyliked it when he wasn’t just my little boy. Hewantedto be my
filthy little whore sometimes. Eventually, I planned on finding a way to fill all of his holes at the same
time, making him understand he was mine,all of himbelonged to me now.
I dug my fingers into his hips as I started pounding into him harder and faster. I slid a second
finger in beside the first, shoving deep into his ass every time I pulled out of his front hole. He spread
his legs wider, frantically reaching out for anything to hold him upright as I buried my cock inside of
him.
“Come on, baby. Give it to me,” I demanded. “Let me feel you clench around me.”
Sam bit down on his forearm to stifle his cries as his body seized around mine. I pounded into him
a few more times, each thrust drawing my release closer to the surface. I pulled out of his ass, holding
both of his hips as I came with quick, short thrusts inside his body.
“Fuck, that was amazing.” I covered his body with mine, pressing sweet kisses across his
shoulder blades. “We need to get cleaned up before they come looking for us.”
“I’m pretty sure they know what’s going on.” His words were slurred. My boy was lust-drunk and
completely relaxed for the first time in days. He flopped onto the counter, sucking in quick, ragged
breaths. “Right now, I don’t care. Will later.”
“I know, baby.” I kissed the base of his neck. “And I’ll remind you it doesn’t matter. We love each
other and they see that. That’s a good thing.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
If I didn’t get my boy up and dressed soon, I’d be putting him down for a nap. I wasn’t sure either
of us were up for explaining to his parents that he loved it when I fucked him unconscious, so I pulled
him upright. “Come on, baby. Let’s use the bathroom and then get you dressed.”
