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“How do you want Daddy to fuck you for the first time, hmm?” I question, slowly pushing a third finger into his soft warmth. “You want to get dicked down from the back, or do you want me to turn you over and kiss your pretty face while I pound into you with your legs spread?”
“Oooooh,” he moans, adjusting to the new intrusion. “I-I don’t know, I can’t think, Daddy. Everything feels so good.”
“That’s okay, baby boy. Daddy won’t make you choose.” I fist my cock in my hand, fingers wrapping around it tightly and give myself a few tugs. “I’ll just give you both, how’s that sound?”
When I pull my fingers out, he cries. “Please, please, please.”
“Shhh,” I coax. “Be a good boy and arch that back for Daddy, Milo. I’m going to give you a nice and rough fuck so you can get that orgasm you’re fiending for, and then I’m going to flip you over and cherish you like you deserve.”
He blows out a breath, immediately moving his ribs closer to the bed and his ass higher in the air. Blood is pumping through my dick so hard, the tip is nearly purple, an even more intense color next to his fair skin.
With my throbbing cock heavy in my hand, I line it up between Milos’s asscheeks, guiding it into place. Just the contact of his slicked-up hole touching my tip is enough to send a shiver down my spine. When I start to sink in, we both moan, my chest rumbling with the sound.
My hands tighten around his soft hips, careful not to squeeze too hard. Pressing in closer, his ass swallows the entire head of cock. Sweet fucking heat radiates through me, warming up every inch of my body.
“Goddamn, baby,” I groan. “You ready?”
“Yesss,” he hisses, trying to rock back against me for more.
I don’t need any other cues, Milo is ready to be fucked and I’m more than ready to deliver. One hard thrust forward and my balls touch his. My good boy cries out, his needy whimper cracking on his tongue.
Relishing the feel of our connection, I give him a moment to adjust before I pull out and drive back in harder. I repeat the same action, praying to fucking god I get to do this for the rest of my life.
“D-daddy,” he pants, his fingers drawing the sheets into trembling fists. “You feel so amazing,” he whines, breathing hard.
“Just for you, Milo,” I vow, really starting to fuck him now.
The pace I set is fast but deep, long strokes to hit him right where he’s the most sensitive. He clearly likes it as much as I do because he starts pushing back, meeting my every thrust.
Milo Cove is too perfect, such a cock-hungry boy when I get my hands on him. I can’t imagine how worked up he’d be if I started this by getting my cock down his throat. He might love that even more than me playing with his prostate.
“Yeaaah, that’s it, baby boy,” I encourage. “Ride back on Daddy’s cock just like that. Fucking yourself like such a good and greedy boy for me.”
“Mmmfuck,” he garbles through a groan.
Skin clapping against skin echoes around us, the sounds melting in with a melody of moans. Milo clenches around me, purposely tightening his muscles to squeeze me harder. He makes himself whimper, his walls practically jerking me off as I attack his prostate. Shit, I have never had sex this good.
“Milo,” I growl, slamming into him from behind. “You’re fucking incredible, taking it like such a needy slut. Daddy’s sweet little cockslut.”
“Daddy, I’m going to c-come,” he mewls, every visible bit of him tensing.
“Fuck yourself through it, baby,” I instruct, my abs flexing as I breathe through my building pleasure.
My balls tighten, rising up with the instinct to come, but I fight it, needing to have him both ways before I can unload in his perfect fucking hole.
“Ohmygawd,” he slurs, his skin like fire under my hands.
His ass pulses around me as he comes undone, tightening and loosening repeatedly as his cock sputters beneath him, painting the sheets.
“Mmmm,” I moan, fucking savoring it. “You’re so damn sexy when you come for Daddy.”
Without warning, I pull out and flip him over, laying my eyes on his flushed face. His cheeks are red and his eyes are heavy with lust, so hot.
I ignore his protesting whine about losing my dick and suck his softening length into my mouth, milking the remnants of his orgasm right off of him. Milo’s hips buck as I lap at his cum, drinking him down.
“Oooh,” he shudders, twitching with oversensitivity. “Daddy?—”
“I know, baby, I know,” I coo, pulling my lips off of him and spreading his thighs. I grab a pillow and plant it under his lower back, getting the angle just right. “You’re feeling empty, aren’t you? Don’t worry, my beautiful boy, I can fix that.”
