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“I can’t help it. I want you.”
I powered my hips back and forth, causing him to squeal. Gripping both his hips, I did what my body wanted. I pumpedhim hard and fast, no warning, just rampant, base need that came from the deepest reaches of my instinct. And my heart.
Kit held himself up and took the pounding like a true good boy who wanted to steal all my senses away from me.
A white mist rose in my mind. The pleasure quivered from the top of my head to my toes, my world containing only Kit and me locked together in a combat to see who might reach their pinnacle first.
My cock was held in his embrace, warmed and stroked by his body. I stuttered in my thrusts, trying to feel for control, but I was lost. I’d wanted him from the moment he’d first sat on my lap and now I had him. My mind and body were not going to let go.
I fell forward, still pumping into him, my orgasm climbing to a height in my mind I rarely reached. It built and built until I was gasping.
“Kit, my baby boy. I’m coming. I’m coming hard.”
“Yes, Daddy. Fill me. I want to feel every spurt.”
I tumbled over the edge of an invisible cliff. Surely I’d never be heard from again. The world had turned to sparkle dust. Time had stopped. I heard a yell from beyond my perception that sounded like me, resonating in my voice. But that couldn’t be me, could it? I was nestled in another universe surrounded by white ecstasy.
When I opened my eyes, Kit lay beneath me, panting. My cock remained lodged inside him, still hard. My balls still sizzled with pleasure.
“Daddy. Wow. Daddy,” he groaned. “I came hands free.”
I felt a laugh rattle in my chest, but not all my senses had returned yet. It seemed like me but not, still a little out of control.
After what seemed like a minute, I rolled off Kit, my cock sliding out of him and smacking my thigh.
Kit turned and pushed me over onto the pillows, climbing onto me, his face pressing into my chest.
“Daddy, I want that again. Only slower next time. I want you inside me for a long time.”
My cock, somewhat depleted, perked up at his words. Obviously, I hadn’t had enough.
“I want to be inside you, baby boy.”
After a while, I grabbed some towels and cleaned us up. Kit went to the bathroom and came back, his hard cock bobbing. He wasn’t done, either.
“Come here.” I beckoned him with my finger.
He jumped onto the bed, seeing where I’d laid out clean towels. He grinned. “I want you again.”
“You can have me.”
He looked down at my cock, then reached out and stroked it. It was interested, but not fully hard.
“Can I suck a little until you’re ready?”
“As long as you don’t suck hard. You know I come fast if you do that.”
“I’ll be good.”
His licks and kisses taunted me all over my shaft. He treated the crown like a nipple, lightly sucking, then licking, pulling away to watch the precum drip. I was wetter there than I’d ever been since being a teenager. Kit brought that out in me. He was exceptional in every way.
I leaned back and relaxed, letting my boy play. Every muscle in my body was relaxed except one. My cock balanced on the tip of his tongue like the best treat he’d ever had.
Before long, I was fully hard again. Kit’s tongue danced along my veins and dashed into my pee hole. He was magical.
I sat up and he pulled back.
“Ready?” he asked.
