Page 24 of Kylan

So perfect. So delicious.

Kylan tried to rise up for me, but he was no match for my weight, my size. I kept him pinned right where I wanted him.

My cock felt thick and heavy, desperate to sink into him. There would be no stamina required for this. It was gonna be fast, hard, and deep.

“Don’t be too needy, boy,” I warned. “Daddy doesn’t want to hurt you. Gotta get you ready for me first.”

I popped the lid and drizzled some lube down his crack, and he fisted the pillow, stretching his back.

Desperate.

Keeping his legs together, I worked my thumb down his slit, dipping my thumb tip into his hole, more and more with each pass.

“You were a good boy to get yourself ready for me.” I praised him, voice low and rough. “You knew how you teased daddy wearing this pretty nightie to bed. I wanted you all night.”

“Yes, daddy,” he said, voice tight with frustration, still trying to raise his arse and spread his legs to takemore of my thumb. He whined out a desperate sob. “I wanted you all night too. So bad, daddy. I need you both so bad.”

Marek stroked Kylan’s hair. “Don’t cry, sweetheart. We’ll give you what you need.”

“Hmm,” I said. “I think he needs his pacifier. Does our sweet princess want his pacifier?”

He raised his head, nodding. “Oh yes, please.”

Marek grinned at me and I gave Kylan some room to move. He slid over to lie between Marek’s legs and pulled at Marek’s pyjama pants, eagerly taking Marek’s cock into his mouth.

Marek’s hips flexed and his expression was one of exquisite torture. I was so turned on, so ready to be inside Kylan, I couldn’t wait another second.

“Oh, good boy,” I cooed, pulling the front of my pants down and slicking my cock with lube. Then, still with Kylan’s legs together, I pressed my cock into his slick crack. I felt the resistance of his hole and, leaning forward, pushed through.

Kylan choked on Marek’s cock, pulling off so he could cry out and catch his breath. I sank all the way in, down to my balls. Such sweet tight heat that ripped a groan of pleasure from my lungs.

“Daddy,” he wailed, pushing up on his hands, squeezing his arse around me.

I gripped his hair and pulled his head back, directing him back onto Marek’s cock. “Take your pacifier, princess. Suck it real good.”

He did, his head bobbing up and down on Marekwhile I slowly fucked his arse, his body between us, pale and petite.

Perfect.

Marek’s eyes met mine, heavy lidded, full of desire. “Love watching you fuck him,” he said. Then he hissed, his fingers finding Kylan’s hair, tugging gently. “Fuck, this is good.”

My pace quickened, too turned on, too far gone to do anything but fuck. My orgasm was coming at me like a freight train and I drove into Kylan, over and over, needing the release.

“Daddy’s gonna come,” I bit out, slamming into Kylan one last time. My cock was so hard, my balls drew up and the dam of pleasure burst. I came so hard, driving into him so deep he took Marek into his throat as he took my come.

I groaned loud and long with each pulse, with each wave of ecstasy. White-hot fire ripped through me, my brain spun, and I could barely register Marek’s moan, his face of pure bliss as he came after me.

I wanted to stay inside Kylan forever.

I wanted to collapse on top of him but was reluctant to hurt him.

I kissed his spine, his nape, the back of his head. “This sweet boy, what a good boy he is.”

Marek’s glazed-over eyes met mine and he chuckled. “Damn.”

I pulled out slowly, reluctantly. My heavy cock slipping free. “Want to feel how sweet he is?” I asked.

Marek nodded, and extracting himself from underKylan, he swapped places with me. He pulled Kylan up onto his knees, put his half-hard dick to Kylan’s open hole, and slid into him. He took Kylan’s hips and sank all the way in, and Kylan cried out. “Oh, daddy, yes, yes.”

---