Page 47 of A Daddy to Love

“Relax, baby. I’ve got you.”

I pushed one finger inside him and leaned over his back. “Relax.” For a moment, I was sorry I’d rushed. I hadn’t kissed and cuddled him properly. But he didn’t seem to mind. He kept wiggling and begging.

Gently, I probed and rubbed. I added more oil. The ashy sweet scent of it rose in the air.

“Daddy, it’s too much but I want it.”

“Thank you for speaking up, baby.” I slowed down, my forefinger searching for that one special spot I was adept at finding. And there it was. I pressed lightly. Kairo jumped. My smile widened.

“That’s—that’s really good, Daddy!”

“You’re doing so well, baby.”

“I want to do this. I want you.”

He began to babble as I got another finger into him. My needy cock dripped. My balls were so tight they throbbed as if in a vise.

When I pulled my fingers out, he was wailing. Begging. His stretched hole gaped. I quickly oiled myself up, trying to avoid any stimulation. I was close, not used to losing this sort of control.

“Baby, are you ready?”

“Please. Yes.”

“I’ll go slow. You tell me to stop if anything hurts too much. We’ll rest until your body relaxes.”

“I want that feeling again. That spot inside me where your finger went. I want that. Please.”

I lined myself up. My slick cockhead poked at the open hole. The tip went in perfectly. I pushed. “Do you feel me?”

“Daddy, so hard. So big.”

“I can stop.”

“No. I need my daddy.”

“Do you want your daddy?” I pushed again.

He screamed into the pillows. “Yes.”

The third time I pressed forward I felt him open up to me and went further to show him he could do this.

He lifted his head and made grunting sounds. Then he rocked back onto me and half my shaft buried itself inside him, past his shaved, glistening ring squeezing me. I began to pant.

“Halfway there, baby.”

“More?” He echoed my panting.

“It’s going to be easier now.” And it was also not going to last long.

“It’s so much.”

“Too much?”

“No. I want it all.”

“My brave boy.”

I looked down at where we joined. My cock flared. He was hot and tight around me, the best sex toy ever. But he wasn’t a toy. He was a man. He had the heart and capacity to allow this with me for his first time. The first night I'd seen him he ran. Now he was splayed out before me giving me everything.