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The burn was slight, and Sam was far too turned on to even care about that. “Daddy! Need!”
“I know what you need, boy!” He dove up from the end of the bed to land over Sam. Carson’s fingers remained buried while his tongue pushed into Sam’s mouth. Carson crushed Sam’s legs to his chest, but the weight didn’t matter as much as the fact that with Carson on top of him, Sam couldn’t move to fuck himself on Carson’s fingers.
Carson chuckled into his mouth before kissing him again.
If this was how he was woken up every morning, Sam might never leave the bed again.
The constant rubbing on his prostate was nearly torture.
He whimpered against Carson’s lips.
“You ready, baby?” Carson rubbed off against Sam’s legs. “I want inside you so bad.”
Frantically, he nodded his head. Sam was more than ready.
Carson pulled out his fingers, which left Sam feeling strangely empty, before Carson’s weight was also lifted off him.
Sam peered up and even though it was hard to focus with how turned on he was, he tried his best. Carson didn’t appear in much better condition than him. His Daddy's hair was messy, eyes glazed, and his cock red and trailing precum across Sam.
“You are so gorgeous like this,” Carson said softly. He leaned in to kiss Sam sweetly even as he cupped and squeezed Sam’s ass.
“Want you,” Sam pleaded.
Carson grasped Sam’s legs to help lower them to the bed. “I want to watch your face this first time that I enter you. Don’t hide anything from me, baby doll. Daddy wants to see every reaction.”
“Pr…promise!”
Grasping the base of his erection with one hand, Carson added lube to his shaft with the other.
Sam locked his gaze on the glistening cock he was about to take. Even though it about killed him to have to wait to be prepared properly, Carson had known better what Sam needed.
Looking up, he gasped at the intensity in Carson’s eyes.
This meant something to his Daddy. They weren’t playing around; this wasn’t a romp in a club. Carson was going to claim him, and Sam would let him.
Carson dropped the bottle of lube onto the mattress before shuffling forward until his knees hit Sam’s ass. He lifted Sam easily while positioning Sam right where Carson wanted him, the tip of Carson’s dick only just brushing Sam’s hole.
Leaning forward, Carson pressed another kiss to Sam’s lips as he finally pushed his cock inside. The burn was a rush, sending pings of pain toward Sam’s lower back, but he could handle it. Sam could handle anything as long as he was finally claimed.
Carson rocked back and forth, his shaft entering deeper a little at a time, slowly stretching his hole, at a maddening slow pace. Just as Sam was about to lose his mind in frustration, Carson shoved all the way inside.
He arched, his nails clawing at Carson’s back, while Carson remained still. Buried as deep as he could go. Connecting the two of them in the most intimate of ways.
“Your hole, baby doll. Hot. Tight.” Carson gritted his teeth. “Too good.”
“Move,” he begged. “I need you to move. Fuck me!”
Carson gave him a wicked grin and then he really moved.
That was when Sam realized that his Daddy had been teasing him all along. The power of each hard thrust shook the bed and shocked Sam into not thinking any longer. His mind blanked at the brutal fast pace that Carson plunged that massive dick inside him. All Sam could do was hold on to Carson’s shoulders and pray that he survived this wild ride.
For some reason, Sam had expected that having sex would be nice and sweet. Instead, Sam had unleashed a monster on himself, and he was not going to last long. He should have known better. Carson was perfect for him and even though Sam loved to be spoiled and doted on, he also loved to be fucked hard. This was beyond that.
Babbling and unsure what words were even leaving his mouth, Sam begged in his own way to come. To finally be pushed over the edge and get the release he’d been chasing.
Each time Carson’s cock rubbed against that special spot inside him, Sam’s tip would release a stream of precum.
By the time that Carson wrapped his hand around Sam’s cock, it was already too late. Just one stroke and Sam was coming. His seed soaked Carson’s hand to drip down his fingers as Sam screamed in gratitude.
