Page 55 of Kiren

Max ran his hands hungrily over my chest, rubbing my nipples until they were hard. His hands went to my waist, lightly tickling. I giggled.

“Daddy, I want more.”

“Such a demanding little one,” he replied. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. You’re in excellent hands.”

“I know that.”

He teased my skin around my waistband, then slowly unhooked the sides of the diaper. He folded it back. The air hit my hot skin, feeling good. My cock bounced up and curved toward my bellybutton.

Immediately, I bent my knees and spread them, lifting my hips. “Touch me, Daddy.”

“Where?” he asked.

“Here.” I pointed to my cock.

He ran a finger from the tip and down the underside to the base. My cock jerked, wanting more.

“Now where?” Max asked.

“Here.” I pointed to my balls.

He grasped them, weighed them in his palm, then squeezed just enough so my cock spurted clear pre-cum.

“Yes, Daddy. That’s good.”

“Is this what you wanted?”

“More.” I lifted my hips and spread my legs more. “Here.” I pointed to my ass right at the crack.

Max’s fingers dropped from my balls to my taint. I lifted myself higher, feeling my cock roll with the motion.

Quickly, Max put a pillow under my lower back and said, quietly, as if forcing himself to keep it together, “Legs back. Knees bent. Tell me if it hurts your back at all. Promise?”

“Yes, Daddy. It doesn’t hurt. You put my cream on every day.”

“Do as Daddy says, then. Legs back.”

I lifted my feet off the mattress and exposed my ass to him. His hands were right there, pressing the cheeks apart.

My face grew warm. I was all the way open to him now. He could see my hole. The lights suddenly seemed too bright. The muscles of my hole clenched, then unclenched.

“What a beautiful boy you are.” Max half sighed the words.

He had seen. My muscles wanted him. My hole. My inner self all the way to my heart.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Max rubbed my ass cheeks, then ran a finger up and down my crack, rubbing circles around my hole.

My balls drew up. I loved it. Ass play had been nice in college, but with Max it was the extreme.

He circled my hole several times, dry. My eyes closed in ecstasy. Then I felt something wet. My eyelids snapped open. Max’s head was between my legs. And he was licking me. Right there! No one had ever done that to me before.

“Oh! Um. Ah. That’s—that’s so warm and wet. Daddy, is that your mouth? Daddy! Daddy!”

The tongue licked all around my hole, then right on it, poking the center. I felt my muscles contract. Everything down there grew wet with his saliva. His finger joined his tongue, poking me open. The tip of his finger sank in. He pressed my rim gently, licking rapidly with his tongue.

He worked me open so thoroughly that when he took his finger away his tongue went in and out, a wet hard muscle pressing my inner rim.

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