Page 53 of Father Figure

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” he repeated, and I smiled as I buried another inch inside of him. Sam reached between his legs, swiping the dribbling cum from his slit and using it to lubricate his shaft as he slowly rubbed him down. “Oh God, there are hands everywhere, hands and shells,” he babbled.

“I think you like shells.”

“Is Daddy right? Do you like the way that shell feels slipping inside your bottom?”

Nicky could only nod as he continued to pant like an overheated puppy, and I couldn’t peel my eyes away from the sight of his ass contracting and expanding to accommodate the shell. I continued to fuck him with it until I saw his balls shrink and knew that he was getting close. From the desperate sounds he made, I could just imagine the pleasure he felt as each calcified ridge passed through his tight rim, dragging along his inner walls.

“Nicky baby, do you want to come on the tip of the shell? Or do you wanna come on Daddy’s cock?”

“Daddy,” he moaned, fixing his heated gaze on me.

“Turn him over, Sam.”

I slid the shell from his body. Sam handed me a condom and then slipped his shorts over his knees, kicking them to the deck.

I lost my shorts as quickly as they both did and rolled it over my shaft, using my slippery hand to slick the rubber. Sam positioned Nicky on his hands and knees, and I slid my hand over his perfect, pale cheeks, spreading them wide so I could stare at his tight pink hole. He was so fucking perfect. So beautiful. The sight of him ready and waiting for me on his knees, with his legs spread wide, his pucker pulsing, waiting to swallow my cock, almost did me in. Squeezing the head of my cock tightly, I struggled to hold back, to take a deep breath and calm myself.

“Your Daddy’s cock is a lot thicker than that seashell. Are you ready to take him?” Sam asked, stroking his own cock.

“Yes, I’m ready for my Daddy.”

“Such a good boy, so hungry,” Sam purred, stroking Nicky’s hair.

He waited until I began to push inside Nicky’s tight heat before taking his lips in a searing kiss, swallowing his cry. I knew it burned, but I also knew it was going to feel really good in a matter of moments. Gripping his hips, I gently worked my cock in and out of his bottom, and it killed me to hold back, but I did it for his sake.

“Does it hurt, baby?” Nicky nodded without speaking. “Your Daddy’s gonna take the burn away and make it feel so good,” Sam promised. “It’ll help if you touch yourself,” he suggested, taking his own cock in hand as an example.

Nicky followed suit, jacking himself as I slowly fucked his ass. When he started moaning, I increased my pace, going harder and faster. My body felt like it was on fire from the pleasure. His ass was so goddamn tight. It was a miracle I hadn’t come yet. He grew more vocal the harder I thrust, and I loved how responsive he was, how it only made me burn hotter.

“Why don’t we put your mouth to good use? Can’t have you waking our guests,” Sam warned, guiding Nicky’s head down to his lap.

Grabbing the base of his cock, he fed it between Nicky’s lips, and I watched my boy suck my best friend’s cock as I fucked him. My sweet Nicky, spit-roasted and loving every second of it. How was this my life? How had I become this lucky? I gave Sam a look to let him know I was close.

“Your Daddy’s gonna fill your bottom with his cum. And then I’m gonna fill your mouth with mine. I want you to swallow every drop of it. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Uncle Sam.”

“When you’re done swallowing like a good boy, you can come.”

“Oh God,” he whined, probably ready at that very second.

With one last thrust, I buried myself balls deep in his tight ass and filled the tip of the condom with a grunt. Stilling my hips, my cock kicked, and I was sure the pleasure registered on my face.

“You feel that?” Sam asked. Nicky nodded with his mouth full of cock. “Get ready, baby, swallow every drop.” He wrapped his hand around Nicky’s throat so he could feel him swallow. “Ughhhhh,” he moaned as he unleashed down my boy's throat.

Nicky slurped and gurgled as he struggled to swallow the entire load. Sam always shot a thick load. Reaching between his legs, I covered his hand with mine, jacking him until he came in my fist. Nicky collapsed in Sam’s lap, and I leaned over his sweaty back to kiss Sam’s lips.

“So hot,” Nicky murmured, face down in Sam’s lap.

We broke apart as we chuckled, and I collapsed on top of him, squeezing him in my arms.

“I love you, Daddy,” he whispered.

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

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