Daddy's Stepstalker (Daddy's Little Deviants)

Holding his legs apart, I nudged against his slickness and snapped my hips forward. Ari threw his head back against the wall. I pounded; he got loud. I withdrew; he protested even louder. His enthusiasm, the way he fisted his cock and stroked himself so hard, plus the way he begged me to fuck him harder, did me in. I couldn’t help it. With a hoarse shout, I exploded.

“Goddammit, Ari,” I groaned, opening my eyes. “Did you come yet?”

He shook his head, his face flushed and eyes disappointed. I couldn’t have that.

“On your knees,” I said hoarsely. He eagerly got onto his knees in a low crouch.

I snaked my hand under him to his cock and squeezed. He braced his hands on the wall. Leaning forward, I adjusted my height and licked at his hole. He tightened the ring muscles, then relaxed, pushing out the cum I’d just given him. I moaned around the taste of myself directly from his ass. I flicked my tongue over the ring of muscles, then dove in, reaching deep inside him. I stroked him harder and faster as his breathing quickened and his whimpers got louder.

“Close,” he whispered. “I’m so close, Daddy.”

I twisted two fingers inside his hole and crooked them upward. He shouted, cock pulsing as cum splattered on the counter. Ari’s slender back stiffened, and his shoulders tightened for seconds that seemed like hours.

When he slumped forward, I wrapped my arms around his torso and pulled him back to me, kissing the side of his face and his neck.

“Surprise?” He smiled at me, his eyes half-closed. “I really needed that.”

“You’re satisfied, then?”

“Do you have to ask? You can’t tell by the fact that my legs are of no use to me, and you’ll now have to carry me to the bedroom? Hint. Hint.”

I chuckled. “Let me clean you up first.”

I wet a washcloth and cleaned up his body, then washed my sensitive, depleted cock. I scooped him up in my arms — damn my protesting knees — and brought him into our bedroom. When I put him down, he curled up in the bed, hands outstretched. “I need you.”

“I should put on some clothes.”

“No. Just the way you are, please.”

“Not fair. You’re still wearing your shirt.”

He sat up, tugged his shirt over his head, and threw it across the room. “There. Now we’re even.”

I shook my head as I stared in open admiration at his body. “Even?” I gestured to my stomach. “I don’t think we can ever be even.”

“If we were even, I probably wouldn’t like you so much.” He patted the bed beside him. “Come on, Daddy. Hop in. I haven’t slept beside you in forever.”

No sooner had I gotten into bed with him than Ari shifted down. He threw an arm around my hip and caught my cock into his mouth. With a sigh, I placed a hand on his head and stroked him. It was so good to have him back.