Ican’t fucking believe how good this feels. Every time I drive into him, Theo’s tight heat grips me like nothing I’ve ever experienced. The contrast of his slender body beneath my hands is driving me insane—I can span nearly half his waist with my fingers, my palms rough against his smooth skin.
“Take it,” I growl, unable to stop the words pouring out. “Take all of Daddy’s cock.”
The mirrors surrounding us multiply the image of our bodies, and holy shit—seeing him like this from every angle is dizzying. I’ve never been turned on by watching myself before, but seeing how I dwarf him, how my cock disappears into his tight little ass, how his back arches to take me deeper—it’s making me feral.
“Look how fucking small you are,” I pant, gripping his hips tighter, pulling him back onto me with each thrust. “Made to take this cock.”
Theo moans beneath me, pushing back against my thrusts, taking me impossibly deeper. I’m struggling to maintain control, to not absolutely lose myself in the animalistic need to claim andpossess. I tilt my head back, eyes squeezed shut, trying to regain some semblance of control?—
And that’s when I see it.
“Fuck,” I groan, eyes widening at the sight above me. The fucking ceiling is mirrored, too.
What I see above us is almost too much; Theo before me, his back in a deep arch, my cock splitting him open. I can see how his body yields to mine from a new angle.
“You see that?” I grab Theo’s hair, yanking his head back so he has to look up. “See how perfect you look taking me from every angle?”
I grip Theo’s waist, my hands nearly encircling him completely, and with one fluid motion, I lift him off the bench.
“I want to see your face when I fuck you,” I growl, flipping him onto his back. “Want you to watch what I do to you.”
His body is so light in my hands, so easy to maneuver. I position him on the leather bench on his back, spreading his legs wide. His eyes dart upward to the mirrored ceiling, and I follow his gaze. Fuck. The view is obscene—his legs splayed open, his hole glistening with lube, my thick cock poised at his entrance.
“Look at that,” I command, pressing forward slowly, watching his expression in the mirror as I breach him again. “Look at how tiny your little ass is swallowing my cock.”
Theo moans, eyes locked on our reflection as I sink into him inch by inch. The contrast is fucking mind-blowing—my thick shaft disappearing into his body, his hole stretching impossibly around me.
“Jesus Christ,” I pant, bottoming out inside him. “You’re so fucking tight.”
I start a rhythm that’s deep, watching in the ceiling mirror. Every thrust forces a beautiful sound from Theo’s throat, his eyes glazed with pleasure.
My hand moves between us, wrapping around his cock. It’s mouthwatering—long, elegant, and so large in comparison to his slender frame. Precum glistens at the tip as I stroke him in time with my thrusts.
“Your cock is so fucking gorgeous,” I murmur, my thumb circling the head. “Pretty like the rest of you.”
He arches, pushing himself further onto my shaft and into my hand simultaneously. The dual sensation makes him gasp, his eyes fluttering between staying open to watch and closing from the intensity.
“That’s it, wildfire,” I encourage, my strokes matching my thrusts. “Watch Daddy fuck you.”
Theo’s breathing becomes more ragged, his chest rising and falling rapidly as I pound into him. His fingers dig into the leather bench, knuckles white from the effort.
“Fuck, slow down,” he gasps, eyes wide as they flicker between my face and our reflection above. “I’m going to come if you’re not careful.”
Something primal ignites in me at his words. The thought of making him lose control, of watching him come undone beneath me, sends a surge of power through my veins.
“Good,” I growl, increasing my pace, my hand stroking his cock. “I intend to fuck a couple of loads out of those pretty balls before we’re through.”
The effect is immediate. Theo’s back arches off the bench, a strangled cry tearing from his throat as his cock pulses in my grip. Hot, pearly streams of cum erupt across his stomach and chest, his body clenching around me in waves that nearly push me over the edge.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants, riding the waves of his orgasm.
I slow my thrusts but remain buried deep inside him, savoring the rhythmic squeezing of his body around my shaft.His breathing is heavy, eyes glazed with pleasure as he stares up at me.
Without breaking eye contact, I lean down, my cock pulsing inside him, and drag my tongue through the mess on his chest. The salt-bitter taste floods my mouth as I lap up every drop, cleaning his skin with broad strokes of my tongue.
“Holy shit,” Theo moans, watching me with wide eyes. “You’re the hottest Daddy ever.”
His words send another jolt of arousal through me. I’ve never been called that by anyone before Theo, never wanted to be—but hearing it from his lips makes me feel like I could conquer the world.
