Page 109 of Full Body Hit, Part 1

Chase’s breath stuttered. His free hand ached from gripping the sheets so hard, and he uncurled his fingers slowly, palming for his phone and picking it up.

The screen showed Aunix. He hadn’t even taken off his sweats, but the line of his cock was more than obvious—it was obscene, making the material stretch even as one of Aunix’s big hands palmed the bulge.

Spit filled Chase’s mouth. He swallowed compulsively, but he was so hungry it hurt. He wanted to be right there between Aunix’s thighs, resting his cheek against the hard length of him, mouth at the wet tip until Aunix let him touch him for real.

“Daddy,” Chase whined, truly unable to switch the screen to his own recording. He’d even stopped fingering himself, wrist going limp.

“You watching yourself? What’s wrong?”

“I just…I wish it were you. I wish…”

There was a small, crumpled pause. “Yeah,” Aunix said softly. “Me too, honey.”

“I’d be so good. I’d take you so well, Daddy, promise.”

“I know you would. You’re already being so good, letting me tease you even though you’re begging for it. Go ahead and watch yourself.”

Chase used a shaking finger to switch to his own feed, gasping at the sight. He could feel his whole body flush.

That wasn’t him. That couldn’t be him. The shiny hole stretched around three fingers, already a little puffy from how desperately he’d been trying to stuff himself. The gleaming thighs and spread-wide legs. The way slick was drooling out, seeping into the bedspread.

“D-Daddy.”

“Fuck yourself a little, come on, baby.”

Chase couldn’t do anything else but obey.

In a strange, out-of-body experience, he watched his own hand move, sliding in and out, the way his hole clenched tight, the way that slick dripped out. He could see how his ass clenched, how fucking eager he was for it.

“See?” Aunix asked.

“Please…”

“Okay, honey. Get on the floor and set up. Let’s give you what you want.”

Everything in Chase sparked, a firework wheel that charred him in spots, making them burn. He did everything in the wrong order: tried to get off the bed before taking his hand out, set up the dildo and then had to go get the camera, forgot his phone in the middle of the bed.

He put the phone near the edge of the mattress where he’d be leaning so he could watch Aunix as he fucked himself.

Despite how much he wanted it, the toy was still intimidatingly big. Thick and long and jutting out of the floor obscenely. It had a bulbous head and a thick vein travelling down the side. Chase wondered if he would be able to feel it, or if it would all be too much to focus on that little detail.

Everything was ready, now. He would prove to Aunix how much he could take—that if they ever met up, Chase would be ready.

“Can I, Daddy?”

“Yeah, baby. Go slow.”

Chase nodded, back to the camera. He went up high on his knees, shifting until he was over the tip of the toy. His hole clenched in anticipation, slick gushing out and onto the silicone.

Chase coated the dildo in it. He took a deep breath and started lowering.

Everything in him focused on that one point. Despite the three fingers he’d used to get ready, the stretch was immediate, the big, tapered head flaring out and making it a challenge from the get-go.

He slid down a little more, gasping as the tip popped in only to be stretched again by the girth of the cock. He could feel his walls making way for it, reshaping themselves for Aunix.

He scrabbled at the sheets where he was leaning his arms, taking a little more. Fuck, he wasn’t even halfway through, and he was already so full.

“Daddy,” he whimpered, blinking blearily at the screen.