“Now the plug?” Noah asked.
“Yes… now the plug,” Brody replied.
Noah hummed excitedly and waited for Brody to start their play. He didn’t wait long—his daddy was more than ready. Brody showed him the same plug that was used the last time—covered in latex—before the man worked it slowly inside him. His daddy pushed his manties aside before pressing the lubed end against his anus. Tapered end first, the thick toy spread him open wide before his ass swallowed the whole thing up to the base.
Trembling all over, Noah writhed against the bonds. He tried to push the plug out a little… only to have it sucked back inside him.
“Now here’s the part you’re not going to like,” Brody whispered against his ear.
Noah turned to eye his daddy, confused.
“You’re dressed for the part. I, on the other hand, am not,” Brody said, waving a hand over his polo and jeans. It was the first time he hadn’t seen his daddy in leather and he hadn’t realized it. “I need to go get into my leathers. You can wait here until I come back.”
“Brody!” Noah cried. “Just get naked.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” Brody asked before slapping one of Noah’s nearly bare globes. “I won’t make you waittoolong.”
“Brody!” he cried again, hearing his daddy’s footsteps down the stairs.
Long minutes passed as he struggled against the bonds holding him down. Everything grew quiet, except for the pounding of his heart and his breathing. He couldn’t hear Brody moving downstairs…
All he could sense was the thick plug spreading him open.
Noah laid his head down, trying to still his breaths. His asshole gaping, he tried closing it tighter around the plug—that worked the thing in and out a few fractions of an inch. Not enough to fuck his ass, but enough to enjoy a little friction. Slowly, his bottom relaxed some against the wide pull of the plug.
In time for Brody’s return.
“How ya doing, baby?”
“You left me,” Noah pouted.
Brody smacked Noah’s ass. “Just for a little while. I had to get ready.”
Noah glanced at what his daddy was wearing. It appeared to be the same assless chaps from the night before—sans briefs. Brody was hard and heavily erect, the thick shaft jutting from the opening of the chaps. A different leather harness, this one a little more intricate than the last, crossed his chest and shoulders at a slant.
“Do you like?”
Noah nodded, a sigh escaping his lips. “Yeah.”
“Worth the wait?”
“Maybe,” Noah moaned. He cried louder when his daddy slid the plug out an inch or so.
“I suppose we see if you can go up a size,” Brody said, drawing it the rest of the way out.
“Mmm-hmmm,” Noah whimpered as the plug slid out. Empty, his gaping hole spasmed.
Daddy soon had another plug ready for him. It was noticeably larger than the last.
Noah eyed it. “That’sonesize up?”
Brody chuckled. “Perhaps two. But I think you can handle it.”
Noah wasn’t quite so sure—but then the plughadgone in easier than the last time. After dragging Noah’s manties down, Brody worked the new plug inside. Inch by inch speared him. When it got to the thickest part, the pain was too much. “Wait!”
His daddy stopped and withdrew the plug a fraction. “You okay, baby?”
“Yeah, daddy… I need a minute.”