Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“Please, Daddy…” Keegan’s voice was raw with desire as he begged, “Please touch me.”
But just as I caressed my hand across his hot flesh to rub out the burn, I realized that wasn’t what he was asking for when he rolled over onto his back. He hissed when his ass brushed against my thighs, and I gasped aloud when I got my first glimpse of his cock.
It was about five inches long, thin, and cut. His pale skin looked beautiful behind the fiery lace, as did his shaved-smooth balls. I cupped his shaft, feeling that his panties were soaked with pre-cum. My boy loved his punishment.
I closed my fingers around his length and stroked him through the lace, enjoying the roughness against my palm. But the barrier couldn’t keep his slick liquid from seeping into my skin.
Keegan’s hand clutched my bulging forearm as I pumped him. His eyes were screwed shut tightly, but his mouth stood agape, with a string of moans and whimpers escaping it.
His hips thrust up into my fist as I stroked him. His fingernails sank into my flesh. His whole body jerked, and his cock exploded in my hand, painting thick white lines onto my fingers, his undies, and his skirt.
His thin chest heaved as he caught his breath and came down from the heights of passion. His grip slowly released, leaving behind little crescent moon shapes in my skin. His eyes peeled open, though they were still unfocused as he looked at me dreamily.
“You’re perfect,” I told him, my voice thick with my own desire. Watching him get off lit my own blood on fire. His pleasure was my aphrodisiac.
“You are, Daddy.” Keegan practically melted into a puddle on the floor, settling onto his knees in front of me. I thought he was just relaxing, but the spark in his eyes told a different story. “You made me feel so good. Can I make you feel good too?”
Before he was even finished with his sentence, my hand was on the waistband of my jeans. “Yes,” I breathed as I popped the button. The zipper was pushed down by the weight of my hard cock.
Keegan was quick to fish my flesh free from the cotton of my boxers. “Oh wow, you are perfect.” I was seven inches long, cut, and thick, and my boy was drooling over it like it was the most delicious snack he’d ever seen.
I didn’t have to invite him to take a taste. My boy leaned in and wrapped his lips around my tip. He sucked hard and flicked his tongue across my slit, lapping up the pre-cum bubbling from me.
I gripped the blanket beneath me as Keegan slid his mouth down my shaft, swallowing my flesh until it bumped the back of his throat. His pretty blue eyes locked onto mine as he glided up and down, gobbling nearly every inch of my length. Every time his lips settled around my base, he gagged slightly, making his eyes water. I wiped away the moisture so that his eye makeup didn’t run.
I pressed my fingertip to my tongue, tasting the saltiness of not only his tear, but his cum which still lingered on my skin. His flavor tingled on my taste buds and made my blood race.
Keegan pulled his lips back towards my tip and wrapped his fingers around my shaft. He pumped his fist and mouth as one, covering my flesh completely. He sucked hard and moved his hand so quickly, his blue fingernails blurred.
Pressure ballooned in my pelvis and my balls rolled and lifted. I warned, “Gonna come,” and Keegan moaned around my cock. My hips arched off the bed, burying my dick down his throat as my orgasm ripped through me. I pumped his mouth full of warm cum, which he drank greedily. He licked my sensitive flesh until it was almost too good to handle, and I guided his mouth off of my flesh.
I tipped his head back until he looked up at me with a glassy, satisfied expression. “That was incredible,” I whispered, and he nodded his agreement.
“Yes, it was.” It seemed my pleasure was his ecstasy as well. “You are so tasty, Daddy.”
I huffed a laugh and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. Needing to feel him against me, I reached to pull him into a hug, but Keegan stopped me with a hand to my chest. “Careful, I’m still sticky.”
“I’m going to get you cleaned up, and then I am going to make you lunch.”
“Thank you, Daddy.” I gave him another kiss before standing up, and pulling him to his feet. “Do I need to pick up my blocks before you clean me?”