Page 66 of Rancher Daddies


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“Oh.”

“That’s right. You’re going to get Daddy’s knot again.”

“It doesn’t go down anymore,” Craig breathes, pleased at the fact.

“I’m sure it does. Sometimes.”

“No, it doesn’t, Daddy. You always knot me now.” He tries to sound like he’s complaining, but they both know he isn’t. It’s the enlarged gland that’s responsible. Something about the restriction and tightness, the way it rubs Sam’s cock, that means his Daddy knots all the time now.

“Poor boy. Always with a hot little rim now because you get knotted so much. I heard you asked your group about it?”

Craig gasps. “Daddy! How do you know?”

“Because, apparently, you made it sound so amazing that one submissive went home and complained to their Dominant that they didn’t get knotted more.”

Craig stifles a laugh. “I might have said a few… complimentary things.”

“Like what?” he asks and takes Craig’s towel away.

Sam leads him to the bed, has Craig sit down on it, legs spread wide open, and sinks down between Craig’s legs.

Sam starts kissing his thighs, and when Craig doesn’t answer, too busy trying to stop his thighs trembling just from a few kisses, his Daddy nips him on the inside of his leg.

“Oh! I swear I’ll come, Daddy. It’s been forever.”

“And now you’re going to get locked up again. Poor boy. My poor perfect little sweetheart. All locked away and unable to come unless it’s on Daddy’s knot.”

“Yeah,” he agrees, and tries to pull his Daddy closer, needing his mouth on his cock, worried he won’t even have his Daddy’s mouth on him when he comes. And they’ve talked about this so much, how it will be. It isn’t his last orgasm, but denial is going to feature heavily in his future that everyone is acting like he’ll never come again.

He’ll be locked away, with their friends to watch, his Daddy swallowing him down, holding him in his mouth until Craig goes soft, and then locking him up while everyone they know and care for is with them to celebrate.

“You didn’t tell me, Craig. I’m waiting,” he says and licks softly at the head of Craig’s cock. Craig starts to collapse, arm giving out, and he has to lock his elbows so he can stay upright and watch.

“What? I have no idea what you’re talking about—oh, suck on it, please? Please, Daddy?”

His Daddy grins but then makes a hmm sound as he takes Craig’s cock into his mouth. Hot heat, the perfect vibration against his shaft—he’s coming. It takes his Daddy by surprise and takes Craig by surprise, too, and his Daddy’s eyes water as he gives Craig a look but stays on, swallowing each pulse of come.

Sam finally releases him, wipes his lips while shaking his head, and then clears his throat. “Well, that was a surprise.”

Craig tries to get up, but his legs give out. “That was a lot, Daddy. Give me a minute.”

“You’re perfect. I love you so much, honey,” he says, and then he picks Craig up, draping him over his shoulders and carrying him out to their guests.

“He got shy, and so I gave him his blow job in private,” Sam says, loud enough for everyone to hear. There are a few chuckles. Sam sets him down into a chair, and their friend Connor comes forward with a box, tears in his eyes.

“Spread those legs, we know how you are,” Connor says because he’s the sassiest bitch alive when he’s trying not to cry.

There’s more laughter.

“Surely it’s not the last blow job!” someone shouts. “What about Christmas?”

“Craig! It’s not too late, you can still run away!” someone else says. Craig chuckles and realizes the speaker is Devon, a Dominant friend of Sam’s.

“My boy,” Sam loudly interrupts, “is the light of my life. The one I have been waiting for… for fucking ever. That’s how it feels. He is sweet and gorgeous, and I don’t know how I lived without him. He’s agreed to be my boy, my lover, my husband, and to wear not just my ring but my cage. Craig, sweetheart, I love you,” he says, loudly and so proud that there are tears in his Daddy’s eyes.

People start clapping and making comments. Craig’s heart is pounding like crazy as his Daddy slips the cold metal over his cock and balls. His thighs tremble.

“I know, baby. Aren’t we both just so fucking lucky to have found each other?” And then the cage is on, and his Daddy holds his gaze as he turns the key in the lock and places the key around his neck for safekeeping. Just like Craig had always fantasized about.

It’s a promise for the future.

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