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And Benson thought, yeah. That sounded just about perfect.
After their ride, Benson stopped at the little post office. He wrote a check out to Mr. Greco and mailed it. When they returned to the truck, Kyle handed Benson the four thousand dollars in his pocket.
“Keep two hundred on you in case of an emergency.” He counted it out and handed it to Kyle.
“Thanks for showing me the right way to do things,” Kyle said.
“That’s why I’m the daddy.”
And with that, Benson hit the gas again, the road stretching wide and open ahead of them.
Chapter Fifteen
Kyle
Arizona
Kyle and Daddy Benson were tucked away in the back of the truck. They had planned to get into their Christmas outfits, but as they stood there, surrounded by the cozy confines of the truck, something shifted.
Daddy Benson reached out, his fingers gently brushing against Kyle’s cheek, and shot him a tender smile. “You know, I’ve been wanting to do this all day,” he murmured.
Kyle leaned into the touch, his eyes meeting Daddy Benson’s with a mixture of surprise and longing.
Daddy Benson’s lips softly pressed against Kyle’s in a gentle kiss. Kyle wrapped his arms around Daddy Benson’s waist, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, becoming more passionate, more urgent. Their breaths mingled, and the world outside the truck faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own world.
Kyle’s hands roamed over Daddy Benson’s body, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt, tracing the lines of his spine. Daddy Benson’s hands explored every curve of Kyle’s body. Daddy Benson helped Kyle down onto a pile of blankets, their bodies entwined.
Kyle slid back against the wall but allowed his leg to rub against Benson’s leg. Touching him sent electrical currents through his body as his cock hardened. Daddy Benson moved on top of him, finding his lips again, pushing his tongue into Kyle’s mouth. Their tongues rolled around each other. No one had ever made Kyle feel so wanted.
Daddy Benson knelt between Kyle’s legs, unzipped his jeans, and yanked them to his ankles.
“I want to suck you,” Daddy Benson said.
Kyle felt his face warming to red, relaxed on his back, and placed his hand behind his head. Daddy Benson’s sparkling eyes followed every movement Kyle made.
“I’m going to suck you until you want me to bang your ass,” Daddy Benson said.
Daddy Benson took hold of Kyle’s erection, licked the head, and made slurping noises. Then he ran his tongue over the slit and the pearlescent precum wetness on the head. Kyle moanedwhile playing with his hair. Daddy Benson used his hands to fondle and gently tickle his balls. The man was gentle and loving. He was always there for Kyle, never leaving him alone. Kyle enjoyed Daddy Benson’s tongue licking him.
“You taste delicious.”
Daddy Benson’s tongue swirled around the head, then dug inside the slit and nailed it, in and out with deep, slow strokes. Then he moved to the base of the shaft, swirling his tongue, before licking and making sucking sounds the length of his shaft. He opened his mouth and deep-throated his cock, silently claiming ownership.
“Your cock belongs to me.” He licked and sucked Kyle’s balls, leaving a wet trail before moving back to his cock. Bobbing his head up and down, he again deep-throated his cock so far his eyes watered. Meanwhile Kyle’s steel erection pulsed as it plowed deeply into Daddy Benson’s mouth.
“I’m going to come,” Kyle panted, and with a few more strokes, he came.
Daddy Benson slowly kissed him. His lips and mouth were fresh, moist, and clean. Benson’s beard smashed against Kyle’s mouth, tickling him. He felt Daddy Benson’s cock harden as Kyle kissed him and played with his nipples. Their bodies weaved together as Kyle enjoyed his afterglow.
“Please fuck me,” Kyle begged.
Daddy Benson stood, removed his slacks and found a condom and lube from a small bag behind some wrapped gifts.
So, when did Daddy Benson get the condom and lube? Was he planning on fucking him back here? Or was he planning on anyone he had picked up along the way? Stop thinking of shit to make you run away.
Daddy Benson’s cock was impressively huge, with a smoothness that was incredibly beautiful. That was the kind of cock he wanted in his ass.Oh yes, he wanted to feel that cock.
“Turn over, Kyle. I’m not done with you.” He opened the condom, the rubber making a slight crinkling sound as he unrolled it onto his erection.
