Page 47 of Step Daddy

Kit groaned. He didn’t want to let go of Gareth for even a second, but neither did he want anything to get in the way of moving their physical relationship forward. The one thing he no longer questioned was whether he wanted his stepbrother to make love to him. Perhaps Gareth was the only man he’d ever been attracted to, but he was also the only man who counted.

For Kit, that was all that mattered.

Removing his jeans while remaining on Gareth’s lap proved too much of a challenge, so Kit swiftly clambered off then broke free of the offending garment. As he slipped out of his briefs, he caught Gareth pouring some of the oil onto their plate from the cruet set he kept on the kitchen table.

How far did Gareth plan to go with him? Gareth regarded him with a furrowed brow.

“No?”

Kit’s gaze darted to the oil then back to Gareth.

“Yes.”

Gareth held out one arm and patted his lap. “We’re exploring today only.” Kit straddled his Daddy again and Gareth pulled him into an embrace. “I wasn’t planning on anything other than touch, a chance for us to discover what excites you and what doesn’t.”

“Us?”

“Absolutely. I need to know what my boy likes so I can make him feel good.”

Kit shivered in Gareth’s arms. If simply talking about Gareth touching him so intimately had him this turned on, the experience itself must be incredible.

Gareth nibbled his way up Kit’s neck again, his hands cupping his ass. Once he reached Kit’s mouth, the heated kisses began anew, bringing them both back to the desperate state they’d been in moments before. Kit’s steeled length throbbed against Gareth’s erection that was encased in the soft fabric of his sweats. He wished Gareth had removed his own pants but imagined there was a reason he’d decided not to.

Gareth kneaded Kit’s ass, his strong, calloused hands so thrilling against his naked skin. Kit thrust against Gareth’s hardness, frustrated that he couldn’t feel the slide of Gareth’s cock against his own the way he had when Gareth had gotten them off together a couple days before.

Daddy might want his boy to feel good, but he also wanted the same for his Daddy.

Kit ground harder against Gareth, his need driving him higher. Gareth’s palm landed at the base of Kit’s spine, slick fingers moving lower, teasing his crease. Kit sucked in a sharp breath, lifting slightly to encourage Gareth to keep going.

Gareth clamped his lips onto the crook of Kit’s shoulder, biting down then soothing the sensitive spot with his tongue. Every nerve in Kit’s body was alive, every sensation bigger than the one before.

Kit froze the moment Gareth’s finger ghosted over his hole. Gareth kept his touch gentle as he continued to explore around Kit’s entrance. Soon, Kit’s body responded to the decadent sensation of his hole being stroked with the pad of Gareth’s finger. He pushed against the digit, anxious to feel what he’d been curious about for so long.

He gasped, clenching the moment Gareth’s oiled finger breached his entrance, the intrusion so strange.

“Let me in, baby.” The heat of Gareth’s breath wafted against his ear. “I’ll make it feel good.”

Kit swallowed hard, pressing his forehead to Gareth’s shoulder. “O-okay.”

He inhaled deeply, then let out a long, slow breath, doing his best to relax for his Daddy. Gareth’s finger slid in, up to his first knuckle. All he felt so far was a slight burning sensation, but no pain. However, Gareth was only using one finger and it was barely inside him. Kit’s thoughts landed on how big Gareth’s cock was and he clenched up again.

Gareth stilled his movements. “We can stop if this is too much for you right now.”

Kit clenched harder, only this time it was to keep Gareth from removing his finger. “No, don’t. I want this. I have my safeword, remember?”

Gareth chuckled, but renewed his shallow probing. “I do. Thank you for saying that.”

Kit peered up at his Daddy. “So you can feel safe, too.”

Gareth gave him an affectionate smile. “You’re so sweet, you know that?”

Kit flushed hot and he hid his face against Gareth’s neck. Sometimes he could barely believe any of this was real, that his world suddenly had so much color when it had been nothing but grey before.

Gareth pushed deeper inside him until he was fucking him with that one finger and Kit was not only enjoying it, he craved more. Soon Kit was helping Gareth along by impaling himself on that digit, his cock leaking as his arousal came back with a vengeance. Kit latched onto Gareth’s shoulders with both hands, bracing himself against his Daddy so he could take as much of his finger as possible.

Gareth poured more oil into his crack. He then removed the one finger and swirled it around in Kit’s crease before adding a second one when he breached him again. This time, the burn was more intense, the stretch to his rim containing more of a sting. But still not more than he could handle. If anything, he’d say hell yes if Gareth wanted to fuck him right then and there.

Right as Kit’s sac tightened, his balls beginning to hug his body, Gareth shoved his free hand between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around Kit’s cock. The oil coating Gareth’s skin made it easier for him to stroke Kit fast and hard and Kit fucked Gareth’s fist in unison with his Daddy’s movements.

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