I push my little boy gently up against the wall, slipping my thigh between his legs and allowing him to grind on me. I can tell how desperate he is from the gentle moans that escape his lips. I bring my lips down to meet his, gently pressing against him until his lips part and allow for me to push my tongue against his. His wanting hands shove their way up my shirt, unsure of where to go or what to do while they roam savagely. I pause for a moment and tilt his chin up with my thumb and forefinger, forcing him to look at me.

"Nervous?"

"N-no..." He stammers, his eyes flitting from mine to the ground. "Just... Need you, Daddy..."

"What exactly do you need, little one?" I keep my tone cool, though my entire body is aflame with desperation to ruin him. His blush becomes so intense as he mumbles to the ground that I can't help but grab his attention by laying a hand down hard on his ass. His head immediately snaps upwards, his lips slightly parted and his face contorted into a look of such intense desire that even I'm taken aback.

"I want you... To touch me..." He whispers it so quietly that I almost don't hear it, but his warm breath on my neck is enough to send me into overdrive. I grab the small of his back with one hand, and undo the button of his pants with the other. He all but melts in my hands as my mouth find it's way to his neck. He drags his hips harder against me, back and forth until the friction has grown unbearable. He holds still for a minute so I can pull his pants down to his knees, but then resumes thrusting.

"Ready for Daddy to make you feel good?" I ask, stroking his cock gently.

Just this one movement alone elicits a cry of pleasure from his lips. He leans into me farther, pressing his forehead against my chest as he thrusts deep into my hand. I chuckle and watch his eyes flutter and roll from all the pleasure, and his lips quiver as they try to suppress the sounds of pure ecstacy.

I bring my unoccupied hand away from his back and slowly run it up to his chest, where I gently press my thumb over his nipple. His helpless little groans and pleas for me to go harder bring a smile to my face. I continue to pull until his entire body falls into sync with my hand, his pleasure-filled little body thrusting against me. I can tell he's almost at his high, so I lean into his ear and whisper dirty things to him to spur him on.

"Wouldn't you just love to get my hand soaked, little one? Mmm... I bet you would... You're doing so well, kitten... Keep going for me..."

He bites into my shoulder as he starts to come, the warm liquid spilling out and down my hand and wrist. "Daddyyy..." He whimpers. "Feels... So good..."

I surprise him by slipping three of my unoccupied fingers into his ass, moving them in and out slowly, and watch with pleasure as his sustained release becomes painful. he clenches his eyes shut as desperate whimpers for me to please please stop drip from his tongue, but this only spurs me on. I slip another finger into him, smiling as his warm walls contract around me hungrily.

"You like that, kitten?" I growl. "Do you like to be treated like daddy's adorable little fucktoy?" I punctuate each word with an intense thrust if my fingers, causing him to start screaming my name.

"Yes, Daddy!" He cries. I'm your slutty kitten! Now PLEASE make it stop! It hurts!"

I only stop when I see the tears begin to pour from his eyes. I pull my fingers out gently, then lean in to his chest and slowly run my tongue upwards, which makes him shiver.

"Fuck, Daddy. Felt... So good..."

"Mmm... I bet it did, little one. You've been waiting very patiently all day, and I intend to give you your second reward after dinner..."