Page 23 of Milked

“Okay… sir.”

Ryder sat on his knees next to Father, and I assumed he had a good hold on his cock, since I couldn’t see.

“Ease down on me, Finn.”

I spread my ass cheeks and slowly eased onto his lap. The tip of his dick hit my hole, and I loosened the muscle. Once it breached through the tight ring, I bore down, allowing him to slip right to the root inside me. I sat down on Father’s lap and relaxed, breathing through the stretch and sting. No matter how many times we had sex, or how well I stretched myself, it took a moment to get used to Father’s size and that piercing of his grazing my prostate. I felt so full of him, and there was no better feeling than that, like he completely owned my body.

“God, I don’t understand how it fits,” Ryder breathed, running his fingers along my hole.

Father laughed outright, shaking me around. “The anus stretches quite beautifully. You’ll see.”

“Wait until you feel our piercings on your prostate, Rye…” I breathed.

“Now, on your knees in front of Finn, Ryder. He’ll teach you how to suck him off.”

“Yes, I’ve been wanting to try this… uhm, sir.”

My legs were open wide as I straddled Father’s thighs. He hadn’t thrust inside me yet. For now, my ass kept his cock warm.

Ryder eased to his knees, his dick hard again, even after I blew the hell out of him. I knew that would please Father to no end. The sight alone excited me, forcing a bead of pre-cum to leak.

His hand fisted me, giving me a couple of pumps. It was a little calloused and rough. Ryder was going to need a manicure to have his hands softened.

“Use your tongue and swipe up my pre-cum. Taste me,” I ordered him.

His pink tongue peeked out between his beautiful lips, and he licked my tip.

“Doesn’t he taste delicious?” Father asked him.

Ryder nodded and licked me again.

“I can’t hear a nod.”

“Sorry… Yes, sir. I really like it.”

I grabbed some of his hair and pulled him forward. “Let’s see how deep you can go.”

He sat up higher on his knees, hovered his mouth over my cock, and swallowed me down. But he didn’t get far when he gagged around me. Fuck, I loved that feeling. Ryder’s eyes watered, but he didn’t stop and tried again.

“We’re going to have to train our Ryder here how to take you down his throat. If he can’t take you, he definitely won’t be able to take me. You have to be able to swallow my cock, Ryder,” Father said.

He nodded and pushed himself a little further before gagging again.

“Breathe through the gag and hold your throat open. You can moan some, too, if you want, so I can feel the vibrations. The more spit, the better.”

He popped off me and literally spit on my dick. “Fuck yeah…” I hissed.

His cheeks pinked, making me smile like a loon.

“It’s something I always wanted to do… is that weird?” he said.

“Ryder, what did I say earlier?”

“Oh, yeah… sorry, sir.”

“If you can’t take me all the way, then make sure to use your hands. Pay attention to those areas you enjoy, too. Just remember never to use your teeth unless you’re gently grazing the sensitive skin.”

Ryder nodded and went back at me, exploring, tasting, and pushing his gagging boundaries.

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