“This treat is the best one.” I shifted my hand until I pressed against his hole through the delicate fabric of his panties. “Daddy is going to give you his cock. He’s going to put it right here and make you feel so good because good boys deserve rewards.”
“Yes, Daddy.” He rocked back against my hand. “Please.”
Pulling away from the wall, I carried him to my door. Slamming it shut behind me, I walked blindly toward the bedroom as I kissed and licked at his neck. Feeling my knees hit the edge of the bed, I dropped him down onto the fluffy surface. Dipping my hand down, I rubbed my cock through my jeans, aching at the sight of all his pink glory spread across my dark blue sheets.
Reaching for his feet first as he lay submissively on the bed with his hands passively by his side, I pulled off his boots, leaving his socks because I thought he looked cute with them still on. I quickly stripped him of his panties, in no mood to linger, and eyed his lace t-shirt where it had bunched up around his chest.
I was quickly realizing that while I loved a completely naked and vulnerable Miller, a clothed one with his outfit all askew was infinitely better. Leaving his shirt for now, I grabbed his thighs and pressed his legs to his chest, opening him up to my gaze.
Needing my hands, I sighed and let him go, but Miller was my good boy and held his legs in position. Opening my jeans, I pushed them down only so far as to free my cock. Giving it a few rough strokes, I leaned forward and rubbed the head against Miller’s entrance. I wasn’t going to fuck him without lube, I just liked the way it felt and looked to press against his tight hole.
A bead of precum leaked from my tip. Moaning, I rubbed it into his skin, circling him until he was nice and shiny with my fluids. I pressed in just the tiniest bit so he could feel the pressure of my cock splitting his muscles.
“Daddy,” he whined, arching his back against the bed. “I need…”
“I know what you need,” I said, stepping away from him and grabbing the lube from the side table drawer. “My little darling needs his Daddy’s cock.”
After quickly shucking my jeans and boots, I stepped back up to the bed between Miller’s legs. Opening the bottle, I poured a generous amount on his hole, using my finger to push it inside of him.
“Look at that,” I said, my cock so hard it hurt as his body soaked up the lube. “You’re so hungry for it.”
Needing to be inside of him, I leaned against the side of the bed and notched the head of my cock at his entrance. The muscles ringing his hole fluttered, kissing my cock with delicate touches. It felt so vulgar, breaching such a pretty, innocent-looking ass, but I knew he’d love it.
Slathering my cock in lube, I pressed into him slowly, letting him feel every inch as I thrust my way inside his tight body. Groaning at the strangling hold, I closed my eyes and lingered in the sensations of his muscles rippling around my cock as he wiggled and squirmed. I stopped only when my balls rested against his backside.
“How’s that feel, little darling?” I asked, needing to know he was still with me.
“So good,” he moaned, pressing against me as he tried to take me that much deeper. “So full.”
Leaning over him, I trapped him under the weight of my body, loving the way it felt to have him helpless beneath me. I pressed back into him, the natural curve of my cock grazing against his prostate.
I felt the leash around my control snapping as a whimper escaped from his lips. Rocking into him, I slowly worked up my rhythm as I pressed my cheek to his, groaning in his ear. Faster and faster, I lost myself in the hot pleasure of his body as he milked my flesh.
“Daddy,” he panted in my ear. “It feels so good I… I gonna...” His fingernails dug into my arms as he held on to me.
Reaching between our bodies, I caressed his balls, massaging them with my palm. “Does my little darling want his cummies?”
“Yes, Daddy.” He gasped as I traced his hole, stroking the delicate flesh stretched around my cock.
I pulled back and wrapped my hand around his hard little cock as