He'd been fidgety allllll week. As my brother-turned-lover, I had been expelling every ounce of energy I had into trying to get to the root of the problem; only to absolutely no avail.
As I walk into our shared condo, I hear things that at first sound painful so I'm slightly worried. Though as I listen for a split second more, I realize those moans and whines are DEFINITELY not ones of pain. Our bedroom door was slightly ajar when I reached it. So, I of course peek in before making myself known.
The sight before me almost makes me jizz myself right then and there. Ambrose is on our bed on his knees with the side of his face smushed into the pillow I had slept on the night before, his eyes clenched shut. He's got a cock ring on himself. The bright pink glitter of the ring perfectly contrasting the deep reddish purple of my baby's visibly pulsing hard member. He's got his phone resting against the headboard looking at a photo I had sent him last week of my own member, hard and slathered in pre-cum. I had been missing my baby boy way too much at that point.
Then, the site I allow myself to linger on. My sexy little slut has got the mold of my own hard member that I'd given to him for his birthday six months ago shoved to the hilt inside his tight little puckered ass. His muscles working to push it out and pull it back inside him. His hands tied together with one of my expensive silk work ties, but I can't bring myself to care.
Knowing my pretty little baby needs a release, I pad across the room silently. Once I reach his desperate figure on the bed, I thread my fingers in his hair and yank hard. Baby desperately needs to drop, and he needs it now.
"What are you doing?!" I growl low and menacing and seductive, accentuating the 'what' with the yank of his hair.
Instead of a response, my baby's knees give way when I pull his hair. He looks up at me with lust blown, wide, begging eyes. Plump bottom lip caught between his teeth as he grinds his cock hard and deep into the mattress, the moan that escapes him makes my own length twitch. I wanna be inside my boy right now, but Daddy has to fix his little prince first.
"Talk to me, little one. You know Daddy's always here for his baby." He visibly swallows hard against the sudden dryness of his mouth. Suddenly looking embarrassed at being caught.
"I-I I'm sorry Daddy. I just, I couldn't help it. Baby missed you terribly and I just really wanted a good fuck. I'm sorry I've been edgy all week and I'm sorry for disobeying you."
His breathing regulates as he speaks his mind; looking relieved at having said everything he was feeling in that particular moment. His eyes are still glossy and lust-blown and his hips are still seeking release, but his body overall is not as tense and taut as it had been all week up to this very point.
Hearing his confessions, I gently coax him to his knees by leading with my hand still trapped in his bronze-auburn hair. This action causes his breath to hitch again as he scrambles to obey me and get his bearings.
Once he settles, I press my full lips to his forehead, not quite kissing, just touching. Reminding him that he's in very capable hands. I speak to him as I pull back and look in his eyes.
"Very good job using your words, baby. Daddy's pretty little boy doing so well expressing your thoughts. Daddy's so fucking proud of you."
I watch my words draw reactions from the man. He pulls his bottom lip back between his teeth, he blushes from chest to hairline at the praise his daddy is unabashedly showering him with. His fingers clench and unclench, needing to hold onto something for fear he may literally fall or fly away somewhere.
At this point, I coax him onto his back. His legs immediately falling open. With my free hand, I press the pad of my thumb against his trembling little boy pussy. His back arches and I can see him wanting to cum but remembering he can't. Yes, my baby is right where I want him.
I then place both of my strong, wide hands on the insides of his thighs, mere centimeters from his angry cock; eliciting a desperate whimper from him as I avoid the spots he wants me most, at least for now. Once his legs are open as much as possible, I give him one simple command.
"Watch me." He slowly opens his eyes and smiles down at me perched between his legs.
Once I have his attention, I circle the pointed tip of my tongue around his rim once, then I continue up between his balls, and up the confined shaft of his manhood; smirking at him as I wrap my lips around the head and start lightly sucking as I slowly, teasingly pull the cock mold from his ass.
This time he throws his head back and his back arches as he screams through the painful pleasure. Then, I go back to his pucker; giving every inch inside and outside a very good tonguing. He immediately starts pushing his hips back into my face. Riding my face with nothing but pure sexual desperation and wanton lust.
I eat him out for quite some time. Neither of us remember how long I've taken care of my baby today, but some time during my careful ministrations, he'd dropped. Hard. His eyes were now not as desperate, but still glossy. His hips had slowed against my face but hadn't stopped moving. He was now mumbling to himself.
'God daddy. Fucking good daddy. Missed you so bad. Needed you daddy.' The rambling continues as I gently circle my fingers around his wrist and push his hand inside my basketball shorts. Moaning hard against his entrance as he slowly starts stroking me. 'Fucking huge cock. Daddy's so big. Feel so full when daddy gives me his cock. Need this cock. Need it bad.'
Knowing that he's in the right frame of mind now, I shed my clothes and crawl up on the bed; sitting back against the headboard. Gently grabbing Dean's hair again and dragging him up the bed and between my own legs. Just the sight of my cock has Dean moaning again and making sucking motions with his mouth. I chuckle as I pull his head back a bit to look me in the eyes.
"Is this what you want, baby? Does daddy's special little prince want to lick daddy's lolli?" He nods his head as rapidly as he can with my hand holding him back. "Words, Dean. Use your words" I affix him with my best chastising glare. Then, he's begging.
"Oh God, Jesus, fucking shit daddy can I please suck your cock? Pretty pretty please daddy! I'll be such a good little slutty boy for you daddy. Pleeeeeeeeeeaseeee?"
At my precious baby's desperate pleas, I guide his head over my knee to his prize. He licks at his lips when it comes in full view, as he's patiently waiting for my permission. So, I give his head a gentle shove downward as I thrust my hips up sharply; eliciting a pretty little choking sound from my baby boy. I hold my cock down his throat for a good minute or so before pulling back; looking in his eyes.
"Thank you, daddy. Can I have some more please?"
At this, I start a heavy, slow, deep drag of my cock over his lips, gliding wetly across his tongue and firmly but not too harshly nudging my cock against his throat. He looks so blissed out. Hands folded in his lap, eyes calmly closed, breathing regulated but catching every time he chokes on my cock.
I feel so close to a release that I have to pull out. I have other plans for my cum. He whimpers up at me whorishly at the emptiness.
I guide him into the position I want with my hand still affixed in his locks. I roll him onto his back and gently coax him to me, so we're snuggled up back to chest. Knowing what my baby boy wants/needs and just how he likes it, I know the final step is ready.
The foreplay was enough to coax him into dropping. He needed to go to subspace to thoroughly enjoy what I am giving him. But, foreplay is never enough to keep him there. His subspace wears off very quickly if he's not fucked shortly after dropping. Dropping is important to him especially with us being on different schedules most times because of us not being on the same brand anymore. So by this point who really knows how long my beautiful prince has needed this.
I reach down and leisurely and lazily start stroking his neglected shaft with just the tips of my fingers. Showering my special baby with praises as I, unbeknownst to my little one, start slowly easing my thick Samoan shaft deep inside his prepped, but still tight as fuck, little boy pussy.
I turn up the romance once I'm balls deep inside him. Wrapping those thick arms around his body, kissing his neck from his earlobe to the juncture where his collar bone and neck meet. Nibbling the flesh there as I feel him start to fuck himself against daddy's cock. It feels like hours that we lay here inside of our own little intimate bubble. My sexy baby boy in my lap, preening and squirming so sexily for me. My hands all over him as we make slow, lazy, sexy love. In his hair, gently squeezing his neck, down his pecs to his abs (and flicking his sensitive nipples on the way), running my finger tips over his cock, watching it twitch against the ring. Then, I trace a blunt nail lightly around my baby boys rim. Fucking into him with extra gusto at the slutty, breath taking moan he releases.
Suddenly, my orgasm barrels through me at like 90 mph and my arms tighten around my prince as I whisper 'I'm cumming' in his ear. Then, I coax Dean back onto his belly, coming right behind him. I fall right on top of baby boy as my release takes off inside him for the very first time since we got together almost a year ago. As I'm cumming, I rip Dean's cock ring off and whisper 'Cum' in his ear. His body spasms and convulses underneath me as his orgasm takes hold. He cums so much and so hard! Once my high wears off, I'm runnin my fingers through his hair and whispering in his ear while carefully stroking him through the throes of passion.
"Mmm such a good little prince. Obeyed daddy so well today baby. Came so hard for me. Little pussy fucking exploded on me. Yeah it sure did. God baby. Such a good little boy. Mmm daddy loves you very very much."
I chuckle as my praise starts to embarrass him and he starts to squirm under me. Moaning and pressing his forehead into the mattress when he remembers he's still full of daddy's cock, his own spent member twitching under him in a weak attempt at cumming again but nothing comes out.
Finally, I roll off of my little prince and get settled back against the headboard. I re-thread my fingers in his hair and gently guide his head to my shoulder, the rest of his lax body following suit and cuddling between my legs. Pressing my lips to the top of his head I mumble again. 'So fucking pretty baby. Prettiest little prince ever. Love you so much.'
At that last statement, Dean fully crawls into my lap and straddles me. Looking me deep in the eyes he repeats my sentiment. 'Bestest daddy ever. Love you so so so much daddy.'
Much to baby's surprise, as he's speaking, I firmly but gently bring my hand down and clap his ass. My hand landing right in the middle so I've affected both cheeks. Then, my middle finger presses between his cheeks and finds his hole instantly. Baby squirms in my lap and gently nips my shoulder.
"Round 2 already daddy?" He sounds exhausted yet ready and willing to let me have him anytime any way I want. I chuckle low in my belly.
"Not quite yet my prince, Not quite yet. You know how much daddy likes to play with your little pussy after it's been used real good. Just stay still and ignore me babe. You need rest."
Dean reaches over and takes a swig of the water bottle I had brought with me for him before everything happened. Then, his hips started searching out my finger and pushing against it. Baby boy filling with an insatiable lust as the seconds tick by. It may be harder to tame the lunatic fringe this time than I had anticipated
