Page 37 of Loving Liam


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“Were you dreaming of me?” My cock stirred, coming to life. Would he push the conversation further?

“Daddy was very much dreaming of you.” Sheets rustled. What was he doing?

“What are you doing, Daddy? Are you getting hard for me? I’d love to see that.”

He coughed. “Jesus, Liam. I almost choked on my water.”

“Sorry, Daddy. Maybe I need to be punished. Does Daddy need to give me a spanking?”

Another rustle of bedclothes and now I was completely hard.

I grasped my dick and squeezed. Fuck. I’d never had phone sex and was surprised at how much of a turn-on it was.

“I’d love to give you a spanking. That’s what naughty boys get. Next time I see you, I will put you over my knee. Would you like that?”

I’d fucking love it, not gonna lie.

“Yes,” I said, my voice croaky.

“Are you playing with yourself, Liam?”

“Mmm, mm. It feels nice. I wish it were you, though.”

“I wish it were me too.” His voice grew husky.

“Will you send me a picture, Daddy?” I might be pushing my luck, but I desperately wanted to see what he looked like in the morning. More than that, I wanted to see him masturbating. I didn’t know what it was, but I loved watching it.

“I don’t know about that.” Shit, I was losing him.

“Shall I send you one of me? My cock is leaking, Daddy. I’m making a terrible mess.” I bit my lip, trying not to come.

“Daddy would love to see it.” The rhythmic sound of his hand stroking his cock came through the line. This was better than some of the sex I’d had.

Struggling with my phone, I shot a picture of me and my cock. I looked suitably seductive, my hair tousled and my uncut dick taking up most of the frame.

I sent it to him and waited for his response.

I wasn’t disappointed.

“God, Liam. I want that. I want to touch it.” I could hardly hear him, his voice was so quiet and raspy.

“I can do that for you now. Then next time you see me, you can touch me and suck me. Make me come all over you. If that’s what you’d like.”

“Yes, I want that.” I reckoned he was close, just like I knew in one or two strokes, I’d be done too.

“Then you could spank me for making a mess. I really want to feel your hands on me. Spank me, Daddy. Spank me harder.”

A grunt, followed by the unmistakable sound of him reaching his release. “Did you come, Daddy? Can I come too?”

“Yes, Liam,” he croaked. “You can come now. Daddy says yes.”

I needed no further encouragement. Spunk shot out of my dick and hit my chin.

“Yes, Daddy,” I groaned. “I came for you.” Everything was taut: my balls, my muscles, my jaw. I shuddered through my orgasm.

“You’re such a good boy, Liam. Daddy is very pleased with you.” His voice was slowly returning to normal while I could barely utter a word.

It had been an age since I’d come so hard, and I so wanted to do that again.

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