Daddy's Forbidden Room

The big hand over his neck reminded Kevin of his place. That Sandro was in charge. And though Kevin was usually a bossy little fucker, he gave Sandro the reins as if it was the most natural thing in the world. He rubbed Sandro’s thighs, excited about how sturdy they were even if he was forced to touch them through jeans, but Sandro found one of his hands and entwined their fingers.

Kevin felt so small next to this man, this stranger, yet had no qualms about letting Sandro lead, about letting him in. The thick cock inside him was pure lust, and the way Sandro held his hand eased Kevin’s nerves, helping him relax into his first-ever penetration.

“How does that feel, baby?” Sandro asked and licked up the side of Kevin’s neck, making him clench his ass around the cock.

The moan it got him from Sandro set off fireworks in Kevin’s mind. Kevin wanted to make Sandro crazy for him. He clamped down on him again.

“Good, Daddy. Please…”

“Please what?” Sandro teased and kissed his ear, moving on top of Kevin at a steady pace.

“Please fuck me. I want to feel you come inside me.”

Sandro’s breath was fire, and Kevin loved being the source of Daddy’s arousal. But Kevin’s focus shifted when Sandro’s hand slipped from Kevin’s neck and travelled down his chest in a snake-like motion. Sandro slipped his fingers under the waistband of Kevin’s lacy panties but didn’t stop there.

He wrapped his hand over Kevin’s painfully stiff cock, and with just that gesture, he provoked Kevin’s body into a tremble. Kevin moaned and writhed against Sandro, rocking back so that his lover drove his dick in again and again, deeper and harder each time. They moved like one wave, powered by the way Sandro jerked him off, and Kevin almost regretted the intimate touch, because he had no doubt he wouldn’t last long with that expert hand on his dick.

“So horny, I love it,” Sandro groaned, working his hips under Kevin and slamming his cock in again and again, relishing Kevin’s lack of self-control.

“I’m gonna come, Daddy,” Kevin whispered seconds before shooting his spunk all over Sandro’s fingers and soaking his lacy panties.

His ass clenched on the cock inside him, muscles throbbing around it in invitation, but he hardly had any energy left to think, too overwhelmed by Sandro’s touch, by the way Sandro made his last thrusts into Kevin’s ass count, grunting into his ear and nipping on it repeatedly.

He’d never felt as close to another man, and he didn’t care if it was hormones. He’d just had sex for the first time, and Daddy held him in his arms, providing both a protective security blanket and a dick Kevin was already addicted to.

Chapter 5

Kevin was still slightly sore as he cuddled up to Sandro under the sheets. Laziness had overcome them both after sex, but Kevin couldn’t sleep, too overwhelmed by the intimate closeness of another man. Sandro had taken everything off, and Kevin entangled his stocking-clad legs with his Daddy’s.

“We should shower, or we’ll fall asleep like this,” Sandro said and kissed Kevin’s temple.

Kevin hugged him tighter. “Like what? Ruined and defiled? What if I like falling asleep full of Daddy’s spunk?”

Sandro snorted. “You’re not full of anything, Kevin, I used a rubber.”

Kevin’s brain emptied. “Oh. Right. Of course.”

But Sandro wouldn’t stop chuckling and kissed Kevin’s cheek. “But I appreciate that you would have liked that. Maybe one day.”

Only that there wouldn’t be a one day because Kevin was due to leave tomorrow. He slipped out of the sturdy arms and pulled on Sandro’s hand. “Shower with me.”

The tender smile it got him made Kevin’s heart skip a beat, and Sandro didn’t waste time. He followed Kevin to the bathroom with his fingers hooked at the waistband of Kevin’s panties.

“Go on, take it all off,” Sandro said as they stood in front of the shower stall that would surely be a tight fit for them both.

Kevin smiled as he slowly pushed down the panties, making a show of it.

“So pretty.” Sandro sighed and to Kevin’s surprise, he kneeled and let his hands roam up Kevin’s thighs, all the way to the top of the stockings. Sandro rolled one down Kevin’s leg at an agonizing pace, leaving a kiss on every inch of flesh revealed along the way. “You’re not tall, but your legs are so long. Next time I fuck you, I want them wrapped around me.”

Kevin swallowed, unable to produce an answer when his cock was already reacting to Sandro’s proximity. The handsome face so close to his dick had Kevin imagining Sandro’s lips around his cock, stubble rubbing against his thighs as the warm, agile tongue teased Kevin’s cockhead.

Sandro massaged Kevin’s toes once he took off the stocking, before moving on to the other leg. “What do you say to that, sweets?”