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He swishes his tongue around my glans, left then right, before raking his teeth over my foreskin.

He sucks it, then drives his middle finger between my legs, squirming it into that exact spot between my ass cheeks where I’ve wanted him to touch me so many times.

"Daddy!" I grip his shoulders, heat rocking my core.

He wriggles his finger into my hole. "Look at this—the slut wasn’t lying. He’s got a hot, horny, virgin hole. A treasure chest full of gold coins for Daddy."

"Oh, Daddy," I wail, my hair bouncing on my shoulders, my feet kicking him.

Jako plunges his mouth back on my dick. He sucks it hard, fast, filthy gagging sounds bubbling out of his lips.

His middle finger drives deeper into my hole, deeper, unrelenting.

I trap a scream behind my teeth, sweat cascading off me, soaking the sofa.

"Come for me, boy." Jako slaps his tongue against the underbelly of my shaft. "That’s right—let it out. Bust your squirts. Unleash a fat cummy right on Daddy’s tongue."

A helpless mewl escapes me as my hips buck up, my rod pulsating and trembling. I thrust into his throat—once, twice, three times.

My fingertips drive into the sofa in a last-ditch effort to calm down. It doesn’t work.

As I prepare to barrel over the cliffs of my arousal like a queer Bonnie and Clyde, every memory I’ve had of this beautiful man flashes through my mind. Afternoons spying on him in his garden. Watching him come out of the shower and remove his towel. Creeping onto his roof at night and popping my head outside of a window while he jerks his mammoth shaft and watches porn.

I want to be his boy. I’m not content for this to be a one-off thing—it’s not fair to me, not right for my heart. I need Jako to be my Daddy, to love me, to dote on me, feed me when I’m hungry, bottle me, and spank me when I act out of line.

Jako’s middle finger hits my prostate. "Tight berry. Bet you like it when I stroke it—rub my finger on it. My big, calloused Daddy finger that doesn’t belong in a hole this untouched."

Jako’s filthy talk takes me over the edge.

I scream ferally, my head winding back, my body rippling and gyrating. A blanket of cum bathes me, squirting straight from my dick.

As more drops arch through the air, Jako snaps them with his lips.

Smack—he swallows one stream that was going to hit my left nipple.

Slurp—he guzzles another headed for my chinny chin chin.

"Oh yeah," he gurgles, his middle finger still deep inside me, wreaking delicious havoc on my insides, pistoning electricity through me. "That’s the stuff. Haven’t tasted cum this fresh in years.Thank you for stalking me. For not taking no for an answer.I’ve been very lonely in this house, cooped up and refusing to give another boy a chance, but you make me feel like life doesn’t have to be all storm clouds and cold weather. I’m not merely waiting for death—I can still live."

I lean up and stare into his eyes. Jako doesn’t know this, but he said the most touching words he could’ve. Christ—this man is a fully fledged human being. He’s known pain, loved and lost, and, just when he locked himself up to bide his time until he passed away, I came in and showed him that life didn’t have to be so hard.

You don't have to run from yourself, Jako. I’m here—I can love a man like you. Serve you. Make you ceramic plates with my handprints on them that show us as stick figures with giant hearts. Kiss every inch of your perfect mature body.

I crush my lips to Jako’s. In most cases, you’d expect Jako to kiss me—not today.

I take initiative, because I can see that Jako is a lonely man who needs this, because he perhaps doesn’t want to hurt me, because he wants it—but mostly because, if I don’t, I’ll always regret it.

I want Jako to be my Daddy.Mine.Not merely a hookup. Some crazy boy next-door he fucks and then never sees again.

I cup his cheeks. "Wanna cuddle."

This isn’t a question. It’s a statement that conceals a demand.

Jako brushes a strand of hair from my forehead. "Silly boy. Did you think I wouldn’t want to?"

Tears well in my eyes, and I moan as he brings me to his chest, wrapping his firm, protective arms around me.

This—thisis what I’ve needed in my life. A Daddy who adores me, gives me cummies, then cuddles me.

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