Page 20 of Daddy Bear Picnic

I nodded. “And what comes after?”

“I—I—” he shrugged.

“You tell me what you want. I’m here to serve and anticipate your needs. I think it’s what I’ve done since you arrived, and I’m not going to stop until you… cum.”

A stray wailing moan left his body as his back arched, pushing him up off the bed slightly. “This has to be a dream.”

I grabbed his hand and slipped it down the front of my jeans as they were already making their way down my thighs. “Does this feel like a dream?”

“No.” He grabbed my cock, his hand unable to wrap all the way around it inside my boxer shorts. “I wanna see it.”

“Your wish is my command, baby.” I didn’t immediately get it out. I undressed out of my shirt that he’d been working onand then once I felt how visibly excited he got about my body with his throbbing grasp, I took the rest of my jeans off and then the boxer shorts. It was about seven inches, cut with a pink tip. I’d once heard that a guy’s tip was the same color as his lips. And sometimes that was true, especially for me. “What else do you want me to do?”

“Take me, Daddy.”

Open to interpretation, I liked it. From where I stood, I was able to pull him out of his pants. He was quickly naked, clutching his teddy in one arm against his chest and holding his hard cock in the other, pushed up to his belly button. I didn’t ask what else he wanted because he’s already given me full reign over him. I dipped to my knees at the side of the bed and hauled his ass up close. There was a sweet smell to his skin like Jell-O, it made me want to sink my teeth in. So I did, right in his cheek, I was gentle with it, enough for him to make a load moan and beg for it again. I evened the cheeks out with a bite on the other, this time my teeth were visible on the skin.

From there, I ate his ass and watched him squirm in pleasure from the motion of my tongue. The flicks and licks from the tip of my tongue, giving him everything he’d wanted. It was written on his face, bliss. He’d let go of his cock and teddy to grab at the edge of the bed, keeping his ass over it so I could keep working my magical tongue on it.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” he begged. “Don’t—don’t—” he moaned and his toes curled up. “Fuck me.”

“I’m not gonna let you blow your load that quickly,” I told him. “You’re gonna have to work for it. Slowly, just like I imagined you would.”

He nodded, keeping eye contact with me. “Ok, Daddy. Whatever you say.” He failed at a salute with his arm flopping to his side. “Did you bring protection?”

I flexed for him, I think I am protection. Although I knew what he meant. He giggled and grabbed at his teddy. “Is that you protection?” I asked, fishing inside the pocket of my jeans. I knew what tonight was going to be and so I’d brought a handful of condoms. I’d grabbed them from the community center in their safe sex section the other day when I’d visited for specs on the bird houses I was making.

“I’m always protected,” he said, hugging the teddy tight. “And if you don’t, I—”

Revealing the condom, I flashed a smile. “I’m prepared, all good Daddies are always prepared.”

It hadn’t been that long since I’d put a condom on, and yet, it felt like it had been forever. There was a lot of lubricant inside the packet and it spilled all over my hands as I pulled the condom out. Thankfully, Malcolm didn’t see, he was far too occupied in thought as he wiggled his cute little tush towards the end of the bed as if I didn’t already know where I was going to plant my flag.

“You’ll have to let me know how you like it,” I said. “I want to make this good for you. A reward for all the work you’ve done today.”

“Slow,” he whispered, “and then fast.”

“Traffic light system,” I said. “Red for stop, amber for caution, and green for go.”

A big grin consumed his face, as if my knowledge was a surprise. It shouldn’t have been, it was a basic framework, yet, it was the simple little things that mattered, and he was, after all, a little.

“Green,” he giggled.

“It’s not even in yet.” The tip of my cock teased his hole, using the lubricant on the condom and my saliva from eating his ass, he was very well adjusted to take me, and I went in slow, just to make sure.

Staring into each others eyes as I penetrated him and he reached out, his fingers digging into my back and pulling me down onto his chest. He immediately latched onto my face again with kisses and his tongue insatiable, as if I had something sweet down my throat that he was trying to get at. I wasn’t going to let him have it, I liked the way he fought with my tongue. His legs came into play once I was balls deep inside him, hooking his legs around my waist in an attempt to secure himself.

“You trust me?” I asked, taking a respire from his mouth and gulping back a breath.

“Yes,” he said, both hands now at my chest, twisting into the hairs and playing with my nipples. “I trust you, Daddy.”

“Mhm.” I pulled him up off the bed, lifting with my knees. I saw his eyes widen right in front of me as if shocked I was able to pull it off. I pressed him against the wall, and surprisingly it was one part of the house I didn’t feel would collapse under the pressure of both our bodies on it.

Slowly, gently, with purpose, I thrust my hips and cock in and out of him, timing them it seemed with each of his deep breaths. He whined and moaned, his body almost limp as his grip of my chest hair became tighter, almost tearing them out in a fist.

I moved from one wall to another, and then back to the bed, where I laid back on it, precariously and he rode me until busting his load his load all across my chest, covering me in a spray of cum. His ass tightened around me and I released my load inside him, filling the condom as I forced him to take every last throb with my hands pushing down on his hips and thighs.

He laid on my chest after that, covering himself in his own cum as my cock softened and came out of him with a light thwomp from the air it had trapped in him. He giggled, looking up at me, red in the face and still taking in those deep breaths.

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