Page 48 of My Young Alpha Daddy

‘When a Daddy has to help his boy, there’s no time for clothes,’ I chuckle. ‘But tell me… are you complaining? I could always cover up.’

‘Noooo!’ Aaron giggles, wiggling his butt and grinding himself against my hardening cock. ‘I want my Daddy’s big, thick dick all up close and personal when I watch my cartoons.’

‘Grrrr, just don’t get me too hard,’ I answer, the feeling of my boy’s perfectly rounded butt rubbing up against me proving difficult to ignore.

Before I can say anything else, Aaron climbs off my lap and stands before me, blocking the screen and sliding his pajama bottoms down to his ankles.

‘Okay…’ I say, watching with interest as Aaron clenches and releases his magnificent globe-like ass cheeks mere inches from my face. ‘My sad little boy turned into a horny boy…’

‘Yup,’ Aaron squeals in reply, turning around and showing off his own rock-hard cock. ‘Watch this.’

Without missing a beat, Aaron squats down and begins to bounce up and down, holding his ass cheeks and making them clap. I can see his hard cock bouncing and swaying from side to side too as he twists and turns his body.

‘Keep going,’ I say, reaching across to the coffee table and pulling a well-placed bottle of lube out and squirting an ample dollop onto the tip of my bulbous and achingly hard dick head.‘Show Daddy what you’ve got. And tell me what you want from me too…’

I know that Aaron loves it when I make him spell out his desires. The boy gets a kick from saying the dirtiest, most naughty thoughts that come into his head – and I’m very much all there for it.

‘I want my Daddy’s cock to stretch me out,’ Aaron says, his cheeks flushing red and a look of wild desire in his eyes as he turns to face me and takes his cock in his hands. ‘I want you to bend me over and fuck me until I can’t take it anymore.’

I work my lube-covered palm up and down the length of my shaft, my eyes widening as Aaron turns and spreads his cheeks for me, arching his head back and looking on in delight as I begin to pump my dick in my hand.

‘Make it as big and as hard as you can, Daddy,’ Aaron says, running his fingers over his exposed ass hole and letting out a moan of delight. ‘I want you to push me close to tapping out. And then I want you to fill me with all your hottest, thickest cum.’

I’m loving every single second of this.

Aaron’s inhibitions are nowhere to be seen, and it’s more than evident that the adrenalin from being scared by the horror movie has fully transferred into arousal.

‘Hold those cheeks open,’ I command, standing from the couch and taking the pot of lube and digging my fingers deep inside it. ‘Daddy’s going to prep that tight little hole. In fact, I want you down and in position, ready to go. Bend over the foot stool. Now!’

‘Yes, Daddy. Yes, sir,’ Aaron says, clearly noting the change in my tone.

The boy knows that his Daddy is ready to drive his cock deep inside him. The time for fooling around is over, we both know that.

With Aaron down on his knees and his ass perfectly presented as he lays his body over the top of the plush foot stool, I get in position behind him.

‘Mmmmph, that feels nice,’ Aaron coos, my lube-covered fingers pushing inside him, preparing the boy for somethingmuchbigger to come.

‘Don’t get too comfortable,’ I say, pure wolf-like hunger in my voice as I work three lubed-up fingers in and out of his puckered hole. ‘In fact, it’s best not to get comfortableat all.’

With that, I grip Aaron by his soft, wide hips and spread his cheeks.

It’s time to pump this horny Little with enough Daddy cum to last him all the way through until next month.

‘Let the big bad Daddy wolf in,’ I growl, pushing the tip of my cock up against Aaron’s hole and watching with wicked glee as I see him gradually take me inside.

‘D-D-D-Daddy…’ Aaron groans, burying his face into the footstool’s plush material. ‘Fuckkkkkk….’

It doesn’t take long before I’m working up quite a pace as I make my boy’s cheeks clap, jiggle, and wobble all the way home as I give him everything he wanted and more.

‘Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,’ Aaron hollers, his face red with arousal and his voice sounding like forming even the most important of words is getting harder and harder. ‘More… more… more!’

‘Be careful what you wish for,’ I grunt, gripping Aaron harder and working up to a crescendo that has Aaron thumping his fists on the side of the footstool and biting down on a cushion.

I feel my orgasm coming on strong and give the boy one final series of thrusts that take us both over the edge and into a moment of pure orgasmic bliss.

‘Cum, cum, cum!’ Aaron says, totally out of control and enjoying himself in the purest, most downright animalistic way imaginable. ‘More cum!More!’

I continue to drive my cock deep into Aaron until I’m sure that I’ve drained myself dry. And judging by the big spread of cum that’s splattered down the side of the footstoll and on the floor, it looks like Aaron is more than satisfied too.

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