Page 32 of His Stepdad Wears Leather

“Don’t worry,” Brody whispered as he pulled on a black latex glove. He stretched his fingers, filling the glove. “I got you.”

After lubing that lone gloved hand, Brody urged Noah to lie back into the soft leather of the couch. He dragged Noah’s ass closer to the edge before lifting both legs high. Noah’s ass was bare to Brody. He watched the man observing his hole before Brody refocused on him. Their stares locked, and Noah’s breath was once again stolen from him.

Brody smiled slightly before looking down again. He placed his lubed fingers against Noah’s tender hole and slid two inside.

A rush of air left Noah’s lips. He gasped at the sensation of those two fat digits spearing him. Closing his eyes, he focused on the sensation of being finger fucked. Shakily, he drew in another breath to his burning lungs.

“How’s that?” Brody asked.

“Good,” Noah said on a sigh.

“Just good?”

“Mmm-hmmm,” Noah murmured.

Another finger was added. Noah’s eyes popped open, and he groaned.

“You too sore for this?” Brody asked, his fingers never stopping.

“No, daddy.”

Brody’s eyes closed for a split second before he let out a sigh of his own. When those eyes reopened, they captured Noah’s stare.

“Is my boy ready for more?”

“Yes, daddy,” Noah all but moaned.

Brody’s lips hitched up on one side, the wicked smile something he clung to—and then it was over. The three fat fingers were gone.

“I said I wanted more!” Noah cried.

Brody reached for a condom wrapper. “Oh, you’re getting more.” After opening the foil package, he reached for the plug, not his zipper. Noah watched as he covered the toy with the condom.

“Why’d you do that?”

“I always cover anal toys. Keeps them safe to enjoy and potentially share,” Brody said as he finished pulling the rubber down. After that, he poured some more lube into his palm and slicked up the plug.

Each stroke of his hand drew Noah’s attention. The plug was big and black with a flared base. He had no idea if he could manage it all inside him—but he surely wanted to try and see how much he could take.

“On your knees,” Brody said, his voice taking on a firmer sound.

Noah smiled, enjoying the commanding tenor. He rolled over to his belly and slid down to the floor. Arching his back, he offered his ass for Brody’s use.

His daddy pressed the thinner end against his anus. “You tell me if you need to pause—or stop. You’re in charge, alright?”

“Alright,” Noah whimpered, appreciating the sentiment. He could only hope Brody would adhere to that promise.

He pushed back a fraction of an inch. The flared tip entered him.

“Don’t get too overenthusiastic. We’re gonna take this slow and see how well you do,” Brody said, his voice low and comforting.

Noah glanced over one shoulder and nodded.

“Okay, baby… ease back an inch or two. Show me how much you want it.”

Doing as has he was told, he pressed back against the plug. Brody held it with a firm hand, unyielding.

“I need to see your face… so I see what feels good and when it hurts…” He leaned back and quickly rose to his feet. The plug went with him. “Come here.”

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