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)
I let go of his wrists and backed off of his legs. I cupped my hands beneath his knees and pushed them towards his chest. My voice was commanding but caring when I told him, “Hold them there.”
Keegan quickly did as I asked, hugging his legs against his stomach, spreading himself open to my inspection. The redness from the bath water had faded from his milky skin, making the remaining marks my handprints had left behind stand out beautifully. But perhaps the most beautiful thing of all was the perfect pink pucker on full display.
I leaned down and flicked my tongue across it, making Keegan gasp. I was sure it was from surprise, but I wanted to hear him make the sound again from pleasure. So I flattened my tongue against his skin and lapped him like an ice cream cone.
I licked every wrinkle and dip, his sweet musk dancing on my tongue. He was more delicious than the best meal I’d ever eaten, and I ate him like I was starving. His gasp came again, and then turned into a long moan, this time undoubtedly from pleasure.
I licked, nibbled, and sucked at his hole until he quaked beneath me. When I wiggled the tip of my tongue inside him, Keegan bucked, sinking my appendage deeper within.
“Daddy, please,” he begged, baring down and trying to gobble up more of my tongue, “That feels amazing, but I need more. I need your cock inside me.”
He didn’t have to ask me twice. I pulled my tongue free and propped up onto my knees. Thankfully, my arms were long enough to reach my nightstand drawer, from which I retrieved a condom and a small bottle of lube. Keegan moaned again as he watched me rip the foil open with my teeth, and then roll the latex down my length.
As much as I wanted to dive right into his perfect body, my tongue wasn’t much of a warm up for my thick cock. I needed to stretch him, so I poured a blob of lube onto my fingers. But when I touched them against his opening, Keegan shook his head no.
“I don’t want you to prep me,” he insisted, and I nearly blew my load at the sexy determination in his voice.
Still, I didn’t want to hurt him, so I requested, “Tell me your safe word,” to remind him that he could use it if he needed to.
“Pickle.”
“Good boy.” His body shivered in response.
I slicked the liquid down my length and pressed my tip to his hole. I told him to take a deep breath, and when he did, I gently pressed forward. Keegan’s tight circle stretched to its limit around my crown.
“Keep…breathing and…push out,” I instructed, keeping my words and focus measured so I wouldn’t move too quickly. My eyes went cross when my tip popped through his muscled ring, and I bit my cheek until I tasted blood as I slowly sank every inch inside him. Keegan’s vice-like grip tempted me to thrust and fuck, but I stayed still as he adjusted to my size.
Sweat beaded across my brow as I wrestled with every impulse. But I would never hurt my boy or make him uncomfortable. He could use his safe word and I would pull out, snuggle and comfort him, and be just as satisfied.
But he didn’t. After a few deep breaths, Keegan nodded for me to move. I pulled back slowly, and then eased back inside him. I moved easier with each pass, and soon, his body relaxed, and only bliss was painted across his face.
His tight channel hugged me with perfect friction as I fell into a steady rhythm, pulling back and pushing into his perfect body. His eyes rolled back and closed, and his lips whispered my name with each thrust.
But the whispers grew louder until Keegan’s voice filled every corner of the room. His knuckles were white from how tightly he gripped his own legs, opening wider, trying to give more of himself to me.
He begged for more in return, and I obliged; going harder, deeper, faster, pouring every bit of my heart, soul - my very self into him. I lowered my body onto his, sandwiching his dick between us, milking him with each thrust. I whispered that he was such a good boy, and that I was so glad he was mine.
Keegan didn’t answer with words; rather, his loud, desperate cry pierced the air, and his body shook as warm liquid exploded onto our stomachs. The scent drove me wild, and hurtled me towards the edge. I fucked into him at a feverish pace until my balls tightened and my thighs hardened to stone. I called his name through gnashed teeth as I erupted, filling the condom with my seed.