Page 22 of Screw Me Daddy

I back him up against the wall and work my tongue inside his mouth, flicking and swirling. Right away, I can feel Xander’s cock begin to grow and press up against my silky soccer shorts.

‘Over here,’ I say, leading Xander over onto the large couch that overlooks the ocean. ‘Lie down.’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ Xander says, immediately falling into his submissive role and relishing it too. ‘Like this?’

I grin as I see Xander lie back on the couch and spread his legs open.

There is a look of sheer desire on Xander’s face, and I can tell that he is ready and willing to do anything that I command him to do.

‘Pull your pants down, show me your cock,’ I say, my eyes widening with delight as Xander does precisely what he’s told and lets his thick, hard cock spring up. ‘Now lick your hands and work that dick.’

As Xander begins to pump his dick for my entertainment – and no doubt his own pleasure too – I remove my shorts and boxer briefs and climb onto the couch and sit myself on top of Xander’s strong, muscular stomach.

‘Swallow it,’ I growl, moving my cock toward Xander’s mouth and slapping my thick dick head down on Xander’s hungry, extended tongue.

Xander doesn’t need asking twice and takes the full length of my cock in his mouth. As he begins to swirl his tongue and then bob his head up and down, I can feel Xander’s cock slapping up against my ass.

‘Let’s try it this way,’ I smile, pulling my dick out of Xander’s mouth and turning around so that he has my cock and my ass too to pleasure. ‘I’ll have fun down here, you have fun up there. Now show Daddy what you’re made of.’

We’re in a sixty-nine and I’m loving the feeling of Xander’s tongue flicking and lapping up against my ass hole, balls, and shaft as I get to work on squeezing, jerking, and licking on Xander’s meaty dick.

Soon, the pair of us our writhing in pleasure and we’re not far from release. I can feel Xander’s chunky thighs tightening and firming up as I pump his cock hard and fast, bringing him to a huge orgasm.

‘Now finish me off, boy,’ I growl, easing myself backward onto his face and allowing Xander to push his tongue in and out of my asshole as he reaches upward and works my cock with his wet hands. ‘Fuccccckthat’s good.’

The feeling of pleasure from having my ass eaten and my dick masturbated by Xander is too good to resist and I shoot a huge load in a matter of moments.

‘The boy did good,’ I say, breathless as I bring my ass off Xander’s red face and roll off him.

‘So did Daddy,’ Xander says, giggling as he takes a look at the large strings of cum that he shot over himself thanks in no small part to me.

‘I don’t know how we’ve done it,’ I say, laughing. ‘But we’ve managed to avoid getting any cum onto this couch. This was imported from my old villa in Barcelona… but I don’t think it’s ever seen as much action as it did just now.’

The pair of us laugh and I suggest we get our sweaty bodies off the couch and keep it stain-free.

It’s time for a shower with my baby boy.

I knew the spanking felt good, but what just happened was something extra-special.

It takes a lot to get me to lose control like Xander did.

I haven’t felt this kind of exhilaration since my days terrorizing defenses on the soccer field.

Right now, I’m thinking that this baby boy could beveryspecial indeed.

Chapter 9

Xander

‘Lane, I need a helping hand if you have a minute?’ I call out, the weight of the concrete paneling making my legs almost give way. ‘Like… ASAP?’

‘No fear,’ Lane shouts, running over to me and securing the paneling in position on the truck’s loading bay. ‘Fuck. That reallywasheavy.’

‘I had it under control. Kinda,’ I say, patting Lane on his shoulder and smiling.

‘You’re still on a high after your fun with Reece I see,’ Lane says, a knowing look on his face. ‘But if thinking too much about your Daddy’s ass is going to lead to you being crushed by hundreds of pounds worth of concrete, I’d maybe try and park those thoughts.’

‘Ha!’ I laugh. ‘It’s true. I can’t even deny it. I do need to try and keep my mind clear when I’m lifting big or handling machinery. But… it’s hard.’

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