“Take Daddy’s cock,” Grant grunted. “You take what Daddy gives you.”
“Yes, Daddy!” Caleb wrapped his arms around his knees and held them tight.
“Such a good boy,” Grant admired. “So pretty for your Daddy.”
“Daddy’s boy! Always your boy,” Caleb said on a sob.
“Yes!” Grant roared as he went wild. He fucked Caleb, pulling his ass to him with each thrust, he pounded into Caleb.
It was hard and messy, and utterly perfect.
Caleb screamed when the battering on his prostate pushed him over the edge of ecstasy again.
He came spraying his chest and neck with come as Grant hollered and came with him. Grant’s cock throbbed inside him and even through the condom, Caleb could feel the heat. He wished that Grant hadn’t used a condom. He would love to feel his Daddy’s come filling him up and marking him from the inside.
Grant lazily thrust a few more times before leaned down and settled his weight over Caleb. Grant licked up the come from Caleb’s neck and Caleb giggled at Grant’s tickling tongue.
“Stay still,” Grant admonished. “Daddy is going to stay inside his favorite hole for a little while longer.
Caleb released his knees and wrapped them around Grant’s waist. He’d just take a little nap until his Daddy decided it was time for them to get up again.
If it was up to Caleb; Grant would never leave his ass.
Grant
Grant smiled down at his pretty baby. The day had been a rollercoaster of emotions for his boy and Caleb deserved a little nap. Grant hadn’t been kidding when he’d said he was going to fuck Caleb again though.
He pulled out of his boy’s tight hole holding the edge of the condom. He rose and walked to the bathroom where he discarded the condom before warming a washcloth. He returned to the bed and wiped down Caleb’s chest and neck. There was a smattering of come on the pink top but Grant appreciated the evidence of his boy’s pleasure. It wouldn’t hurt Caleb to wear it.
He grabbed a new condom and rolled it on his shaft before getting back into the bed. His cock was still hard and he had a promise to keep. Seeing Caleb in his little nighty was erotic as hell.
Grant laid on his back before he pulled Caleb over his chest. Caleb stirred and let Grant maneuvered his body in the position Grant wanted. With Caleb’s head on his chest and his legs spread over his waist, Grant ran his finger between Caleb’s cheeks and over his crack.
Grant couldn’t wait until the day that his come filled his boy and he could push his seed in and out of that pretty hole. Caleb’s hole would be red and puffy, sore, but his boy could handle it.
He slipped a finger inside and gently played with his boy’s hole. The silk between served as a reminder of how perfect they were for each other.
It was obvious now that Grant still had more trust he needed to gain from Caleb. Caleb never should have freaked out the way he’d had but Grant was glad he’d found out what Caleb was hiding. Now it was his job to help Caleb accept his desire to wear pretty clothes.
The desire to dress up was something that Grant fully appreciated and he’d make sure Caleb knew that. Somewhere, sometime, someone had made his boy ashamed. Grant couldn’t allow that.
Grant went from one finger to three just to stretch his boy’s hole because he could. He had all weekend to explore Caleb’s body while wearing his delicate garments. He’d even packed a duffle earlier and brought it in with him so Grant began to plan how the weekend would go. How he could show his boy that Grant accepted every part of him.
He stroked Caleb’s prostate with his long middle finger causing his boy to grunt and wiggle.
“Daddy, your gonna make me hard again,” he said sleepily.
“Just rest your eyes,” Grant told him. “Your body belongs to Daddy and I can do whatever I want with it, can’t I.”
“Anything Daddy,” Caleb agreed. “Whatever you want.”
“That’s what I thought.” Grant pegged Caleb’s prostate harder just to prove his point.
“Oh God,” Caleb moaned.
Grant chuckled. Caleb responded so beautifully to him.
He grabbed the base of his cock before he guided his shaft to Caleb’s ass once again.