Page 41 of Space Daddy and a Boy Called Twink

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DADDY

Iwoke inTwink’s bed, both of us naked. My arms and the tentacle he’d played with the night before clung to him, keeping his body close to mine. I’d been nervous how he would respond to my tentacle, but not only did he not mind, he wanted another. He enjoyed them, just like he enjoyed guzzling down my cum as though that was his purpose in life.

My cock was rock hard, as I found it was sometimes after I first woke up. Morning wood, I’d heard it referred to. It settled along the crack of his ass. I was careful not to move too much, worried I might take myself to the end again while he was asleep. Taking deep breaths, I willed my erection down, to no avail. And nearly as soon as I’d given up, Twink rocked his hips, tucking his ass tighter against me. I was startled by the intensity of the sensation it elicited, reminding me of when I was getting close while Twink was blowing me last night. I had to wonder if, at least in part, this was because of what we’d shared.

Mating is a natural bonding experience for Furkers, and for humans too, but I wasn’t prepared for the sensation I felt while shooting into his mouth, which only intensified once he finished swallowing me. I had to restrain a powerful impulse that had nearly overtaken me, but despite my fear of losing control, I mostly mused on his dedication to getting it all in, mixed with the look of pure satisfaction I could see and feel viscerally when he was finished. It was something I needed to stop thinking about while I was pressed up tightly against him, on the edge.

I slid my hips back, which gave me a few millimeters of peace, but Twink grunted and pushed his ass against my cock yet again. I thought that initial pressure would be the worst of it, but he began rocking, as though his body was itching for me to satisfy the same spot I had last night. I swallowed, working to get thoughts of pushing into him out of my mind.

I was desperately trying to keep from climaxing, which proved such a task that I broke into a sweat. When I thought I was past the worst of it, he moaned softly, reminding me too much of the way he sounded when I was playing with his prostate. I shook him gently. “Twink…Twink.”

As he came to life, his ass pushed back even more, and I gritted my teeth as I grew even closer to release.

“Please wake up.”

He finally stirred, and as he rolled toward me, I eased my tentacle’s grip around him.

His ass pulled away from me. I felt physical distress, but also relief to see his beautiful face again, the smile that so effortlessly tugged across his face…before twisting downward.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“You kept pushing your ass up against me, and—”

His gaze traveled to my cock, his eyes widening. “Oh, good morning to you too.”

As he looked back into my eyes, I sensed the pride he felt at being responsible for what he’d done to me.

“Thank you for staying the night,” he said.

“Thank you for letting me. If that’s what a date is, then I think I want to do it more often.”

“More oftenwith…?” he pressed.

“More often with the fucking?”

He closed his eyes, laughing. “I was setting you up to saywith me, but you’re cute when you don’t get where I’m going with things.”

“Oh…I assumed it was a given that I would be doing it with you.”

“I know, but humans like to hear it. Well,thishuman likes to hear it, at least.”

“In that case, I would like to do this all again…with you.”

He beamed before leaning close and taking a quick kiss. “Thank you, Daddy. So I guess you’re staying for waffles again?”

“I would like that.”

“Me too.” He rested his hand against my chest, his fingers tickling against the hairs as he said, “I think we should have a lot more waffle mornings. At least, until you have to leave.”

It was something I haven’t allowed myself to consider since we hooked up last night. I should have wised up before allowing him to swallow me, but I’d caved to my greedy Furker nature. Now when I looked at him, all I could think was how pleased I was to have him filled with my seed, as it moved through his body, as though such a simple fluid exchange could make him totally and completely mine.

“Twink, there is something I need to tell you.” I hadn’t wanted to spoil our good evening with this, but I was compelled to be honest with him.

“Yes?”

“There is something I need to warn you about.”