Page 66 of Father Figure

“You’re making a mess of yourself, little Nicky.” Sam's voice became huskier the more he got turned on. “You know, I think I need to piss as well,” he said in a matter-of-fact voice.

“No!” Nicky shook his head frantically, guessing where this was headed. “No, no, no.” He put his hands up to deflect, but it wasn’t something he could grab. Sam grabbed the base of his cock and painted a wet mess over Nicky’s groin and belly, aiming for his navel like a bull’s eye.

“Daddy,” Nicky pleaded. “Help me.”

“You look like a filthy, wet mess, sweet boy. You might need to go rinse off in the ocean.”

“Let me up,” he yelled at Sam, kicking his legs futilely.

“First, give me a kiss,” he insisted, leaning over Nicky’s filthy body with puckered lips.

Despite his humiliation and frustration, Nicky smiled and met him halfway. The kiss started out sweet, but Nicky deepened it, chasing Sam’s lips. It became so heated that my dick took notice. Fuck, I wanted in on that. They pulled apart, and that’s when Sam noticed how hungry I looked.

He rolled off of Nicky. “Go get washed up.”

Nicky rolled to his feet and sprinted toward the ocean. Sam pulled me underneath him. We were covered with sweat and sand, but that was the last thing on my mind when his knee wedged my thighs apart. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, taking control of the kiss and dominating my tongue. My heart sped up, thumping like a steel drum in my chest. My rock-hard cock rubbed against his, and the friction lit a fire in my belly. I rocked my hips back and forth, lost in his kiss, my head a dizzy mess of sweetened rum and tropical humidity. I was riding a wave of lust that rose higher than the volcanoes that surrounded us and burned much, much hotter.

Nicky knelt beside me in the sand, looking for a way to join in without interrupting. Whenever Sam and I played with a third, we co-topped. I’d only ever bottomed for him when we were alone. It had never been witnessed by another person. Untangling my tongue from his, I turned to face my boy.

His glassy eyes burned bright with heat. “I think it’s your turn,” I murmured, hoping to sandwich him in between us.

“I’d rather watch you two,” he admitted. His little pink cock bobbed like it had a pulse. “You’re so hot together, and I’ve always wondered what it would be like between you.”

Sam stared down into my eyes, a devilish smile spreading slowly across his rugged face. “I’m gonna fuck you, and your boy is going to watch. Make it good for him. Get loud for him and show him how much you love taking my cock.”

Fucking Christ, there was no way I would get to stick my dick in Nicky. I wouldn’t last that long, not with Sam intent on taking me apart.

“Grab the condom from my bag, baby boy,” Sam rasped.

He moved his hips again, making hot friction between our dicks that kept me on edge.

Nicky handed him a condom and a packet of lube, but Sam dismissed it, just grabbing the condom. “No lube. Your Daddy likes to feel my cock rub his insides raw.”

Fuck, I wouldn’t even be able to walk tomorrow, let alone sit. Sam was going to turn my ass inside out.

Sam tore the packet open with his teeth, rolling the latex over his shaft, then spat in his hand to wet the rubber—not that it would do much to help me. He spit between my spread legs, letting his saliva drip down my crease, and used his fingers to loosen my hole.

“Watch Nicky. Watch how your Daddy takes my dick like a champ. No lube and no prep.”

“Don’t hurt my Daddy,” Nicky pleaded in a small voice.

“It’s okay, sweet boy,” I reassured him. “I learned a long time ago not to beg your uncle for mercy; it only makes him go harder.”

Nicky’s little cock kicked again, which meant he was excited by the promise of watching me get my brains fucked out through my ass.

Without hesitation or preamble, Sam shoved inside of me, sinking to the hilt, and, without giving me time to adjust to his girth, began fucking me hard and fast, snapping his hips against my ass. I grunted against the invasion and hissed from the burn, but my dick stayed hard because it felt so fucking incredible.

“See how much he likes it, little boy? Too bad your little pricklet isn’t big enough to please your Daddy like this.”

Whereas I loved to praise my boys, Sam got off on humiliation and degradation, but if he made my boy cry, I’d kick his fucking ass. I quickly glanced at Nicky, but he seemed more interested in watching Sam’s cock disappear inside of my ass than the words coming out of Sam’s mouth.

Reaching up, I grasped Nicky’s chin and turned his head toward me. “You please me just fine, baby boy. Daddy loves you.”

Nicky leaned down to kiss me, and between his velvety tongue sliding with mine and Sam thrusting relentlessly into my body, I was close to the brink of ecstasy.

“Gonna fucking…fuck…”

“Nicky put your mouth down here on your Daddy’s cock and catch the mess he’s about to make.”

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