Page 12 of Letters Book Two
“Yes,” he gasped, pressing his erection into my chin. “Take my dick out, Daddy.”
“Patience, baby boy. All this eagerness you’re feeling is going to come in handy in just a bit. You’ll need to desire me with all your intensity for what’s coming. You understand, don’t you?”
“I can come again after this one. Please suck it, Daddy.”
“No. Not this time. You’ll see. I want you begging for what comes next, boy.” I placed my mouth against the outline of his erection and blew warm air through the material.
“Jesus! Fuuucckkk... oh my... fuuucckkk.” He moaned uncontrollably.
“Maybe I’d better move this show along?” I questioned, sensing he could blow a load at any moment.
“Yes, please. I want to feel you in me, Daddy.” He definitely knew what was on the menu tonight.
I pushed him back and stood up. “Follow me.” I headed to the bedroom without looking back. Once there, I laid on my back with my legs spread. “Back to work, boy. Work Daddy’s balls too. Nice and slow and lots of spit, ok?”
He was on my cock in a flash. I watched as his hungry mouth inhaled my manhood and swallowed every inch of the nine total. I intentionally didn’t touch him. I was going to let him service me nice and slow. He’d have a very good idea of what was entering him later that way.
He was rubbing his erection through his boxers again. “Let go of your cock, boy. Only I get to touch it. Don’t forget that. You understand me?”
“Yes, Mr. Jackson.”
Oh, fuck! It was on. That comment got me even more fired up. “You want Mr. Jackson to put his dick in your ass, boy? You better be sure because once I get going, I’m going to need to own you. You ok if Daddy owns that asshole?”
What I loved about Lucas was his ability to push my buttons. He definitely liked to be led, but he had a few tricks of his own when it came to having some control. He pushed back sometimes, and I liked that... a lot!
He came off my cock and stood up and turned away. With his back to me at the foot of the bed, he slowly pulled his boxers down, revealing an incredibly smooth and flawless ass. He stood there and didn’t move a muscle. He wanted me to take a long look at him. He knew that I was an ass man. He’d learned my secret because of the amount of times I’d lingered there, drooling and worshipping it. His gorgeous back, with surprisingly broad shoulders for such a small frame, was taut with nervous muscle as he trembled from knowing I was concentrating on every detail. The broad and muscled back gave way to a tiny waist and perky-assed perfection. Each small globe was exactly picture-perfect in shape and firmness. A small thigh gap revealed his smooth sack and the directions to his hole.
“Bend over.” I wanted a better view of this gift from the heavens. He did as instructed and reached behind himself and pulled his ass cheeks apart, affording me a view I’d never tire of.
“You want this, Daddy?” He ran a finger over his pucker. Like I said, he had a bag of tricks himself. He could tease. He knew what my weaknesses were. “Lie back, Daddy.” Oh yeah, here he was. It was his time to have some control. He liked being worshipped and owned, but he wanted to participate too. Nothing was entirely mine without his input. I’d been learning that about Lucas. You can have me. You can even control me. But I have input, and I have terms too. It was a dichotomy that I lusted after. Not quite a ‘yes, sir,’ boy. But certainly,a‘take what’s yours,’ lover.
He walked to the edge of the bed and straddled me. He faced away from me, his ass pointed at me, and slowly bent forward with his face on my shins. “It’s yours, Daddy. I’m tired of waiting.” I reached down and grabbed his throbbing cock. He was definitely ready. His head was slick with pre-cum, and he was brick-solid. I sat forward and grabbed both ass cheeks and spread them apart.
“Perfection. I want you to focus now. Concentrate on pleasing Daddy. Relax and let me take it from here. Do you agree?” He nodded his head and arched his back to give me full access. “You let me know what feels good and what doesn’t. Just tell me to slow down or even to stop, ok?” He nodded his head again. “I do not want to hurt you, baby boy. I want you to want Daddy inside you. I will take it nice and slow.”
I sat up, him still on my legs, his head near my feet. Pulling his cheeks apart, I put my mouth on his ass. He jerked and gasped with pleasure. He was soft and smooth. The scent of soap and boy was evident to me. Sliding my tongue over his pucker as he moaned with pleasure, I reached under to grab his dick as I licked him and felt that he was even harder. His head was swollen. “Do not come. You warn me if it’s too much. I want you right on the edge of begging Daddy to enter you.” I massaged his balls and slipped my tongue into his hole, probing and nibbling on his virgin asshole. He’d admitted he’d had a finger in it, but never a cock. I liked being the first and hopefully the last. He pressed his ass back hard on my mouth and rocked back and forth. He liked this.
“It feels so good, Daddy. I like it. I can do this for you if you want.” He moaned and rocked back and forth harder.
“This is all about your experience. Focus on your ass. Let me take control of it. I need you to relax and try hard to enjoy what’s next.” I slid out from under him and came to my knees behind him. His head was flat on the bed. He had his ass up and kept it directly in my target zone. I opened the nightstand and grabbed the lube and a condom. I lubed up both of my hands. One was on his dick, massaging and rubbing the length of it firmly. I slid it back and forth, from his exposed nuts to his swollen tip. The other was slathering up his hole, getting him used to pressure and my exploring fingers.
“That feels so fucking good, Mr. Jackson. Don’t rub my dick too much. I feel like I might come.”
“Relax, baby.” I let off the dick massage but kept my fingers circling his sweet spot. “Remember, relax now.” I added more lube to my index finger and pressed it against his pucker. It slid in easier than expected but I felt him tense around it. One finger did not mean a nine-inch swollen piece of meat would fit. “How’s that?” he moaned seductively and pushed back harder on my finger, taking it as deep as it would go. I pulled out and added lube to two fingers and pressed against his resistance until they both disappeared into him.
He tensed. “Rub my dick again, Daddy. It helps me relax and gets me hotter for your cock. I want your dick in me, Daddy. I know I can take it.” His pleas had me stiff as fuck, so I placed the condom on my cock and lubed it up heavily.
“We are going to take this slow, Lucas. The tip is going to hurt going in but relax and let your hole accept it slowly. Once we get the head in, you’ll be able to take me in slow and deeper.”
“Ok, Daddy.” He brought his head up and came to all fours, his ass still right at my cock height. “Put it in me. I want to feel you inside. I’m a hard worker, remember?” That he was. His oral skills attested to that. “Please, I know I’m ready.”
I placed the tip against his hole and let him get used to the idea that I was knocking and would be pushing his door open in just a moment. “Relax and focus on accepting me.” My already large cock was swollen to its maximum. The tip was purple and angry. It needed to bury itself in a warm hole. I pushed harder and felt his asshole give. It did not want to let the intruder pass, but it was losing the battle. The tip started to sink in, and he tensed up and fought back. “Now is the time to focus, Lucas. Relax, let me in. Once I get inside, I’ll stop and give you a moment.” I kept the pressure and finally he opened up and I slipped in.
“Uhhh...” He took a deep breath. “Slow, Daddy. I’m ready. Slow though, ok?”
I pulled back a bit and then moved another inch deeper. “How’s that, baby?”
“Keep going. It’s a bit painful but I like it too. Grab my dick. Rub it for me so I can focus on your cock, Daddy.” I reached around and grabbed his lubed cock and slowly massaged it back and forth, balls to tip, over and over, slow and easy. “Fuck yeah!” He was bucking from the pleasure, and I watched my cock sliding deeper and deeper into his asshole. I was five inches deep, and he was arching his back again, pushing back into me. He was so fucking tight but accommodating too. I had one hand underneath and on his cock, rubbing it while I pushed my other hand down on his hips, keeping his ass in my target range.
