Page 24 of Shotgun Daddy
Reece gasped and his eyes lit up as he backed away and watched as Faustino unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down to reveal his jet-black trunks.
“Take them down,” Faustino barked, his Daddy Dom side kicking in to full effect. “Take them down and then swallow me whole.”
Reece didn’t waste a second in following his Daddy’s orders.
Faustino grunted as Reece gripped his rock-hard hard Daddy dick with both hands and eased his wet mouth over his wide, purple dick head before slowly but surely moving his hands away as his mouth sunk all the way to the bottom.
Although he could see that his manhood was quite literally a mouthful to handle, Faustino loved how submissive and determined to please him Reece was. With each splutter and wet sloshing sound, Faustino was getting closer to release. Reece might have been a fun loving Little, but he certainly knew what he was doing when it came to giving pleasure too…
“Faster,” Faustino grunted, taking Reece by his hair and guiding him to increase his speed.
“Yes, Daddy,” Reece gargled, his mouth full of cock and spit and saliva dribbling out the sides as he worked faster and brought his Daddy close to the edge.
And with one final suck and flick of his tongue, Reece did indeed bring Faustino to a big, powerful climax as he shot his seed deep inside his mouth.
“Fuck, that’s good,” Faustino said, his muscular legs tensing and stiffening as his cock twitched and continued to fire creamy beads of cum in Reece’s mouth.
Once he was done, Faustino gently ran his hand over Reece’s hair and eased him off his cock.
“Yum,” Reece said, giggling as he swallowed Faustino’s seed. “That was… awesome.”
“Damn, I don’t know what I was expecting but that was something else,” Faustino grinned, a post-orgasmic glaze coming over his eyes. “Hopefully it doesn’t take me too long to recover. The last thing we need is any nosey sonofabitch wondering what’s going on inside here. Too late for that though, right?”
The two of them laughed.
Faustino knew that the playdate and the sexy fun after were a great escape, but the real challenges were still out in there in the world. And they weren’t going away any time soon either.
In fact, the next threat was only just around the corner…
Chapter 11
Reece
The grocery store was a hive of Saturday morning chaos, a symphony of clattering carts, chattering voices, and the occasional beep of a scanner at the checkout lanes.
“Bleep! Bleep! Bloop!” Reece giggled as he tuned into the checkout sounds and made a game of replicating the sounds.
Reece maneuvered his cart down the canned goods aisle, the wheels squeaking faintly against the polished floor. He’d woken up with a plan to stock up for the week… some soup, pasta, his favorite sugary cereal for treat time. But his mind kept drifting to Faustino.
It had been less than a day since their nap at Bubble Palace, his strong arms cradling him as he drifted off to sleep and everything else that came before it. Of course, there was also the fact that the pair of them had gotten much closer in Faustino’s SUV afterward too – even the thought of it was making Reece feel all tingly as he picked out a bunch of bananas for his cart.
This is moving quickly.
But I’m okay with that.
Faustino’s… different. And so freakin’ hot…
Reece reached for a can of tomato soup, his fingers brushing the cool metal, when a sudden chill prickled the back of his neck like someone’s eyes were laser focused onto him from behind.
Reece turned his head, casual at first, pretending to scan the shelf behind him. There he was, lurking, a man in a dark suit, standing at the end of the aisle, holding a magazine he super-obviously wasn’t reading. His face was half-hidden under a low-brimmed hat, but Reece made out a jagged scar on his neck. This wasn’t good. It might have just been a vibe, but something was very wrong about this.
“I… don’t… like… this,” Reece muttered under his breath, adrenalin coursing over him.
Reece swallowed, tried to relax his stiff shoulders and shake it off as paranoia. He was probably imagining things after everything with Timo and Faustino’s warnings about staying alert.
Reece let out a sigh and pushed his cart around the corner into the cereal aisle, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead, and grabbed a box of Rainbow Crunchies, bright, sugary, and perfect for his Little appetite.
“Don’t look back,” Reece whispered to himself, doing his best to stop his paranoia getting worse.
