Page 43 of My Fake Mafia Daddy


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"Ass up." I smack one of Arlo's ass cheeks.

Arlo moans and thrusts his face up. "Why, Daddy?"

"No more questions," I rasp, pumping my shaft. "Stick your ass up and take Daddy's load like a good boy. This is what you were made for."

Arlo turns around and puts his ass up. I direct my cock toward Arlo's ass and unleash my orgasm. It hits me like a train crash as hot strings of cum barrel out of my dick. My seed slams into his channel, coating his bud in white, splattering on his taint. Arlo moans as he grinds into the sheets, his body reacting to my eruption.

With every spurt, Arlo trembles beneath me harder. With every string of cum, he screams my name louder.

"Daddy!" Arlo's voice is a sob of need as he humps the mattress. "I need my release. This feels so good."

Grabbing Arlo's hips, I turn him over onto his back, and ram his cock down my throat. "Come for me." I gag on his shaft, sucking him off. "Lose yourself in my mouth, boy. Don't fucking think about stopping."

Arlo listens to every word I say. He unleashes in my throat, painting my mouth in an ocean of white. He trembles in my arms, and his abs clench as he releases torrents of seed.

"Bust it out, boy." A mouthful of cum muffles my voice. "Give me all you got. You can pump out more than this."

Arlo sends another spray of cum rocketing down my throat.

"Oh, Daddy!" He thrusts like crazy as he clenches his tummy. "You gave me another orgasm! I've never come so much in my life."

I swallow every droplet of Arlo's cum and then slam my lips on his mouth. The heavens part as I kiss him, swirling my tongue around his cheeks, transferring the taste of his cum back to his body. I pour my soul into this kiss, refusing to stop for anything. With every passing second, I solidify my desire to be Arlo's permanent Daddy.

This boy is my everything.

My life.

Mine.

We're compatible in and out of the bedroom, and I know he must be my boy.

Arlo is breathless when he stops pumping. "Daddy," he cries, thrusting his arms around my neck. "That felt sooo good!"

"I'm glad to hear that, boy." I kiss him hot and hard. "I didn't realize your tight body contained so much cum."

Arlo brings my hand between his legs. "It's my big balls, Daddy," he says shyly, spreading his legs. "They're big and full for you to drink from."

Arlo doesn't just light me up inside. He prints an entirely new man in the spot where my previous self existed, somewhere in my heart.

"Such a perfect angel." I slide Mr. Green under Arlo's arms. "You're my boy. Don't get it twisted."

Arlo grins. "Okay."

"Whose boy are you?" I tilt Arlo's chin up.

Arlo better say my title. If he doesn't, I'll suck him off again.

Arlo giggles. "I'm yours, Daddy. Forever and ever."

I crush my lips to Arlo's. Time stops as we kiss. Never in my life have I been with a boy who understands me like Arlo, and I thank the universe he's mine.

But unfortunately, as I heave Arlo into my arms and take him to the shower to clean him up again, I realize he still needs to get along with my family.

That's the only way this will work.

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