Page 73 of Space Daddy and a Boy Called Twink

I slid out of him, readying myself with the condom.

“No condom,” he said. “I want all of you.”

It wasn’t something he’d need to request twice. I tossed the condom aside before lining him up with my cock, offeringsome more lubrication—he was going to need it—and then I did the same with my cock before pressing the head against him. His desire guided me in, and I was acutely aware of his every sensation as I pushed in.

Breaching inside, I observed, “Looks like I did a good job opening you up for me.”

“You did a perfect job. Thank you, Daddy.” I could sense his deep appreciation as I steadily pushed in, taking my time as his body adjusted to the new size. When my cock hit his prostate, his body vibrated in my hold. I could practically feel the energy pulsing out to his fingertips, and my body mirrored his pleasure as the sensation pushed out into every appendage.

He was so good at adjusting to me that it didn’t take me long to begin pushing in and out, intensifying the pace. He reached back with both hands and took hold of my tentacles, and I coiled the ends around his wrists as he absorbed every sensation I offered him.

“You feel incredible,” he said, his eyes watering, on the verge of tears from the intensity.

As I jerked him, he leaked onto his stomach, and it streamed through the creases of his abs.

“You’re making Daddy so proud.” I swiped my thumb through his seed and took a taste, still fucking him. It was a greedy move when my aim was to ensure I gave him the greatest pleasure he could imagine, but I continued my work, reveling in his blissed-out expression as he kept precoming.

“Give it to me,” Twink said. “Give me your knot.”

“Twink, are you sure? Once I do that…”

His gaze met mine, desperation in his expression, as though he might die without it. “I want to bond with you. I want that more than anything.”

Pride filled my chest. I leaned close and kissed him. “You want to be my mate?” I asked as I pulled away, studying hisface, which was red, sweat sliding down his forehead from the intensity of what we’d already shared.

“Do you want to be mine?” he asked, trembling, as though he feared I might refuse him.

“I already told you as much, but if you need to hear it again, yes, Twink. I want to be your mate. I want to be your one and only. Just you and me, so I can give you pleasure beyond your wildest imaginings. I want to share my everything with you. My very soul.”

“I want that too, Daddy. Give it to me.”

I kissed him again, greeting his tongue with mine, feeling his entire body relax in my hold. I waited until it was just right, his body at ease enough to take my knot, and then I gave it to him, swelling within him. He gasped into my mouth, his body trembling, though I could feel the intensity of the surge of pleasure overtaking him before I allowed my bonding instincts to take over.

It was like a flash of lightning, then a torrent of sensation and emotion as our pleasure became one. I was him and he was me as we joined in a swirl of ecstasy.

His cock throbbed, and his release was so powerful, some of his cum hit my chin, and it was like a hand on a trigger, setting off my orgasm. I called out as it tore through me, and I couldn’t use any of my senses, not even see what was going on, as the explosive moment became all-consuming.

As we settled in the steady spiral back down, our bond strengthened, I could finally see clearly again, behold Twink’s awestruck expression as he fully appreciated this deep connection we’d created between us. I drew him tight against my body, offering a tender kiss as I felt my cum sliding between my shaft and his ass, leaking onto the sheets.

“I’m all yours now,” he said.

“And I’m all yours.”

He grinned, practically glowing, this aura around him, though I knew it had to be something our bond had done that shifted my perception of him.

“Cuddle me?” he asked.

I smiled and began to slide out, but he grabbed hold of me, his discomfort sweeping through me.

“No, no. I want you to stay inside me.”

I wasn’t just pleased, I was impressed. This was a feat for him, but it seemed a sign of what a good job I’d done of opening him up for my cock…and ultimately my knot.

To satisfy his request, I was careful in rolling him onto his side, then stomach, keeping my cock lodged within him as I moved behind him, my tentacles probably clinging to him tighter than ever before, though not in a way that made him uneasy.

He felt totally satisfied.

I nestled my face near his ear.