around. His hips bucked off the bed every time I pulled out. His demands were reduced to a series of
grunts and curses. His cock twitched and I could see a damp spot forming on the sheets where a
steady trickle of precum leaked from his body.
He swatted his hand around, trying to find something. I was a bit surprised when he handed me a
condom. It wasn’t like Ineededit. My body was separated from his and, no matter how badly I
wanted to, it wasn’t like I could shoot a load of my cum into his body.
“Easier clean up,” he explained breathlessly. “Fuck baby, it’s going to feel good.”
“You still have to tell me how you want me to do it,” I reminded him. I fumbled a bit while trying
to roll the condom over my length.
Daddy flipped onto his back and grabbed the lube from where I dropped it. “It’s my turn to play.”
He poured a generous amount of lube into his hand and beckoned me closer. I held my dick,
stroking gently as I shuffled up the bed. Fuck, I couldn’t believe how real it felt. I definitely
understood better now how guys were fascinated by jerking off. The suction on the backside rubbed
just right against my growth. If I was a good boy, maybe Daddy would let me walk around naked so I
could play with myself until it was no longer an obsession.
I felt every single tug as he coated me with lube. If he kept that up, I was going to have an intense
orgasm before I got inside of him. Eventually, I had to swat his hand away.
“Someone’s getting mighty bold,” he mused as he pulled his legs back, opening himself up in
offering to me. “I’ll let it slide this time because Ireallywant to feel that dick inside of me. You’re
going to fill me so good, baby.”
My hand shook as I gripped the base. Worst-case scenarios flashed in my mind. What if the
adhesive didn’t hold and my dick came off my body while remaining lodged in his? What if he’d used
too much adhesive and it oozed over the top and our bodies wound up glued together and we had to
call someone to help get us apart? Who would we even call? OMG, I’d rather die.
“Easy, Sam. You’re thinking too hard.” Daddy rubbed his hands up and down my arms. “Go easy
at first. I’ll tell you if it gets to be too much. Once my body gets used to being stretched out, you can
go as hard as you want.”
“And you want this, too?” I needed to be sure we were both going to enjoy ourselves. “You’re not
just doing it for me?”
“Baby, I’d do a hell of a lot of things for you, but if I hated bottoming, I’d tell you,” he reassured
