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“That was amazing, Daddy. Ten out of ten. Would do again.”

He huffs a laugh and slowly pulls out.

I feel so empty, and I want him back. He should live inside me. I’m just about to tell him that when he sticks two fingers into my hole.

“God, it’s so warm and wet.”

Then he surprises the hell out of me by licking from my taint up to my crack. His tongue replaces his fingers and swirls around my hole.

Daddy is licking his own cum out of my ass.

I think I’m going to pass out from hotness overload.

“Who knew anal could be this good?” His voice sounds almost reverent now.

“Gay men.” I chuckle.

“I had no idea what I was missing out on.” His fingers replace his mouth, and I grumble a protest. It’s getting a little sore from back-to-back poundings.

“Daddy…”

“I know, baby, but Daddy wants to play in your hole a bit more.”

“Okay.”

He smacks my ass. “That’s my good boy.”

Chapter 22

Joe

I can’t believe how amazing that felt. The tight heat of his hole was better than anything I’ve ever felt, and when it was done, I don’t know what came over me, but the sight of his gaping hole dripping my cum… It was too much for me to resist, and I had to taste it. Then I couldn’t pull my tongue out of his hole. I ate his ass like I was a starving man, and maybe that was true. I’d never eaten ass before, and it was an awakening.

I thought I loved sucking his dick, and I do, but he better get ready cause his ass is mine now, and I’m going to take advantage of that fact.

I remove my fingers from his wet, loose hole and lick them clean.

“Daddy, you’re so filthy.” He looks so good with his head in the couch and his gorgeous butt in the air.

God, I want to fuck it again already, but my dick isn’t ready, and it looks like my boy could use a break too.

“I’m going to go get something to clean you off with.”

“M’kay.”

When I get to the bathroom, I take a few minutes to wipe off my dick and clean my beard. Cum in the beard is hard to get out.

I snort a laugh at that thought.

If someone would have told me a week ago that I’d have cum in my beard, I would have punched them in the throat. Now I’d probably tell them I’m saving it for later.

Taking a warm washcloth out to Izzy, I find exactly where I left him, bottoms up over the couch. I smile when I see my handprints on his pale smooth cheeks, my beard burn on the backs of this smooth thighs, and my cum leaking out of his hole.

I want to dive back in, but I resist and gently clean his poor, abused rim.

“God, your butt is sexy.”

He giggles, and I help him stand up before snuggling into the couch with him.

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