Page 40 of Thrust Me Daddy

‘Daddy… what are we going to do?’ Mikey says, his hands reaching out and stretching at the waistband of my briefs.

‘Something I’ve always wanted to try,’ I reply. ‘But it wasn’t until now that I had the right boy to try it with.’

Without wasting another moment, I wriggle and get my briefs down to my ankles before quickly wrapping them around the Velcro foot loop at the bottom of the board.

With both Mikey and me now naked and as hard as hard can be, I turn and present my cock to Mikey before lying down and finding my face millimeters away from Mikey’s throbbing snake.

‘A surf 69?’ Mikey giggles. ‘This is wild.’

‘Sure is,’ I say. ‘But less talk, more cock sucking. As I said, I haven’t done this before so I don’t know how long we can keep our balance.’

Mikey heeds my words and before I know it, he’s taking the full length of my dick into his mouth – and I’m doing the same at the other end too.

As Mikey sucks and slurps, I feel his wet hands reach up and tease and trace over my wet ass hole. This feels every bit as incredible as I’d imagined it would – and so far we’ve both managed to keep a strong enough core so that we don’t lose our balance and crash into the water.

The feeling of Mikey’s cock bouncing in and out of my mouth is making my own cock edge closer and closer to the point of no return – and something tells me that Mikey is feeling the same too.

I reach down and run my hands over Mikey’s balls and feel that they have tensed up, ready for an imminent release…

‘Give me everything you’ve got boy,’ I say, momentarily releasing Mikey’s thunderously hard dick from my wet mouth. ‘And I’ll do the same for you.’

‘Yes, Daddy,’ comes Mikey’s muffled reply, my cock bouncing off his lips.

It only takes a few more moments and we both find ourselves shooting our seed deep into one another’s mouth – and it’s such an exciting moment that we both finally lose our balance and fall off the surfboard and into the water.

‘Fuck, we nearly went all the way,’ I laugh, my head bobbing up and my cock still twitching and releasing the last of my seed.

‘Hehehe, that was crazy!’ Mikey giggles, his hands under water and jerking the final beads of cum out. ‘I hope this doesn’t count as water pollution?’

I shake my head and roll my eyes in mock disgust.

‘No, I think we’re okay on that score,’ I reply. ‘Come on, if you’re all done draining your dick, let’s get inside. You haven’t seen inside the shack yet. And I think you’re going to like it a lot…’

With that, we wade back to shore with one surfboard and two very satisfied, swinging dicks.

The surf shack might not compare to my home in the hills when it comes to modern luxuries and underfloor heating, but that’s not to say that it’s not cozy.

In fact, as I pull up the thick blanket and climb into the extra-large hammock next to a happily naked Mikey, I feel about as snug and cozy as Mayor Cozy of Snugsville.

‘This is the life, boy,’ I say, my strong chest pressing up against Mikey’s big, perfect baby boy body. ‘How about we just live here? We’d never have to work again.’

‘That would be awesome,’ Mikey says.

‘No, we love our busy lives too much,’ I reply. ‘But just think, when your forty hours into a long-haul, or I’m making the journey back from riding a wave a hundred kilometers away, we’ll both know that there’s the coziest snuggle at the end of it for us.’

‘In some ways, us being busy makes our time together more special,’ Mikey says, dreamily turning his head and looking into my eyes. ‘I should have realized that before I sent that silly text.’

‘Hey,’ I say, sternly. ‘I said you need to let go of that text. We all say and do things that we regret from time to time. But the secret is letting go of it all and moving on with your life.’

Mikey looks at me and I can see that he’s trying to figure something out.

‘You’re talking about yourself too, aren’t you?’ Mikey says. ‘Come on, Daddy, share with me too…’

I feel myself momentarily clam up.

It’s not that I don’t want to share with Mikey, but I’m not used to having a boy to talk to like this.

But I battle through my fears and begin to talk. I explain the situation regarding my uncle’s wife passing away and how he invited me to the memorial service in her honor.

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