“Me too,” I admitted. Ever since he’d admitted he occasionally liked to switch things up and
bottom, I’d worried he’d eventually grow frustrated with my inability to do that for him. Now, I was
going to, and I was grateful for a dick that wasn’t limited by my ability to hold off my orgasm. If I was
a cis guy, I’d already be on the verge of blowing my load all over his ass.
I sat back on my heels, looking down again, giggling when I saw my cock. I couldn’t help the
overwhelming happiness I felt. “Are you going to look at it all day or do something with it?”
My mouth opened and closed a few times as I tried to think of a comeback for that. There was
none. I was fascinated and had no doubt I was going to get in trouble for touching myself if I wore it
outside the bedroom.
“Start getting me ready, Sam. I want to see how you feel buried deep inside of me.” I spread his
cheeks and my mouth watered as I stared at his hole. I glanced down at my cock again. That was
going in there, but not until I knew he was stretched out so I wouldn’t hurt him. Cis men’s bodies were
inconvenient as hell that way.
Even as I bent down, I wasn’t sure about what I was getting ready to do. The idea of licking a
guy’s butt and it being sexy was weird to me. With a tentative swipe, I licked my way from Daddy’s
perineum to the base of his spine. The low growl he let out fueled my courage and I did it again, this
time with the flat of my tongue.
“Fuck, baby. Keep doing that.” He arched back, pressing his hand to the back of my head. I licked
him again, this time flicking the tip of my tongue over his hole. He moaned and I felt his entrance
clench. “Add a finger.”
I did as he’d instructed, slowly pushing my index finger in while I worked the outer ring. It was
hot and tight. I wondered how guys could keep from coming as soon as they felt that around their
dicks. Daddy spread his legs wider and I dropped to my stomach. I buried my face between his
cheeks, adding another finger when he urged me on. Even when he was bottoming, Daddy made it
clear he was in control.
I reached under his body, gently tugging on his cock until it I could lick him from the tip all the
way to his spine. His entire body tensed, and his chest arched off the bed. “Fuck, baby. You’ve gotta
get the lube. Need you inside me before I lose it.”
I wasn’t sure how much lube was needed, so I squeezed a healthy dollop onto my fingers,
slathering it around his entrance before pushing two fingers inside of him, spreading the liquid
