Page 59 of Father Figure

Ugh, that voice! My ears must be an erogenous zone because I would give him my soul if he asked for it like that.

“Ask him how it feels,” Daddy prompted, sliding inside of me up to his knuckle. He just had to start with his thickest finger, didn’t he?

“Does that feel good, Uncle Sam?”

“It would feel better if it was your tiny, smooth little hand gliding over my shaft.”

He was so good at this! Using those keywords to make me feel small and little.

“I wish I could do it for you. Your cock is so big and thick, I might have to use both hands.”

He stared right at me through the screen, burning me up with the heat in his dark eyes. “I’d give anything to feel both of your small hands on my cock right now, little one. And your mouth, too.” Daddy’s finger was making me feel hot all over, and I kicked the covers off my legs. “What is your Daddy doing to you, little boy?”

“Ugh…H-he’s got…mmmm… he's got his finger inside of me.”

Sam smirked, looking so incredibly sexy. “I have no imagination whatsoever. You’ll have to tell me exactly where his finger is.”

Oh! He was terrible! My face burned with heat. “He stuck his big finger inside my little bottom and he’s…oh God, Daddy, yeah…” swallowing hard, I finished, “he’s stretching me open so wide. It kinda burns, but I like it.”

“I wonder what he’s gonna put in there next.” Sam kicked his covers off as well, showing me he was absolutely naked beneath the covers—and hard. “Must be something big if he’s got to stretch you so wide.”

Indulging in the feeling of being their fuck toy, I asked, “Daddy, are you going to put something big inside me? Asking for a friend.”

He laughed, pushing deeper until his thumb was buried. “What do you think?”

I listened to him slurp his other thumb in his mouth before adding it to my hole, stretching me even wider as he pulled it apart. Hissing from the burn, I tried to clench my muscles tight, but couldn’t with the way he had me stretched. “It hurts, Daddy.”

“Would you like me to kiss it and make it better?”

Shit, I was going to come before he even got inside of me. Maybe if I focused on Sam, I wouldn’t think about what he was doing to me.

“Uncle Sam? The next time I try to stuff your dick in my mouth, could you pretend it’s my first time and tell me how to do it the right way?”

“You’re playing with fire, sweet boy. I could instruct you in all kinds of ways. Would you like that?”

“Oohhh, yes. Please, sir.”

“Are you touching yourself?”

“No, sir, Daddy hasn’t given me permission yet.” That wasn’t actually something we’d discussed yet, but saying it out loud was all the discussion he needed to know it was what I wanted.

“Well, I’m giving you permission. Play with it, Boy.”

The first stroke of my hand across my heated skin made me moan out loud. I heard the snick of a cap and then felt Daddy smear something cold across my hole.

“Shit, I’m making a mess,” Sam complained, swiping the pre-cum dribbling from his slit and rubbing it over his cockhead with his thumb. He sucked it into his mouth, and my dick responded in kind, making a sticky mess over the head of my cock. “I could really use your mouth right now, sweet boy.”

“My dick is making a mess, too.”

“No,” Sam laughed. “Little boys don’t have dicks or cocks. Those are for Daddies and Uncles and Sirs. Little boys have little pricks, because they feel like the barest prick when they poke you. You have a pricklet, sweet boy. A tiny little dick toy for us to play with.”

My breathing came harder and faster until my panting fogged up the phone screen. His description of my tiny cock had me totally on edge, ready to come. With most guys, it would be something I felt self-conscious about, maybe even scared to be intimate with them. But not with Daddy and Sam. They made me feel sexy. They made me believe they actually craved tiny dick toys.

I heard the snap of a rubber and then felt it push against my hole, his big thick mushroom head trying to cram through my tight little opening.

“Be careful Daddy,” I breathed, gripping the phone tighter.

“Don’t worry about what I’m doing, baby. Focus on your uncle. You know the rule, you can’t come until he does.”

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