Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,79
take a bath together. But no way would my patience last that long now that I knew I was going to get to make him feel as good as he always made me feel.
I returned to the bed with a small bowl of soapy water and one of the super soft washcloths Daddy bought for me. I handed them to him before laying down on the bed. “I’m ready for my dick, Daddy.”
He laughed and shook his head as he dipped the washcloth into the water. It was a little too warm right now, but I wanted to make sure it wasn’t cold by the time it was his turn. I shimmied out of my undies and tossed them toward the hamper. Daddy could scold me later and make me pick them up. Right now, I couldn’t be bothered.
He took forever cleaning me. The thin layer of adhesive burned, but I breathed through the pain, telling myself it would be more than worth it soon. I thought I was going to lose my mind when he got everything situated and stared stroking me. I bent one knee, turning to face him. “Can I see it?”
Daddy started to stand but I pulled him back to the bed and handed him my phone. “Baby, I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
“We can delete it later, but I might wanna look again later and I don’t think you’ll let me pull down my pants at the dinner table.” Daddy rolled his eyes. “You know I’m right.”
“Fine. But before you leave this house again, you will delete that picture,” he warned me. “I’m not having you accidentally swipe and suddenly you’re showing your new dick to someone at work.”
I laughed because, yeah, that was totally something I would do. I rolled to my side and posed, shivering when my dick rested against the inside of my hip. I couldn’t help myself. I needed to feel it. The sensation on my growth was shocking as I started tugging on the prosthetic. It was so easy to imagine I’d had five inches of growth because the pocket in the back gripped me perfectly, allowing me to feel every yank and twist on the silicone.
I looked up through hooded eyelids to see Daddy mimicking my actions. “You like your new treasure, baby?”
“I didn’t think it could feel so real,” I admitted. Daddy dropped to the bed next to me and started playing with my balls. It was hard to keep from getting emotional. This was something I didn’t realize how badly I needed until Daddy handed me the box and I saw what he’d gifted me. Sure, I’d wanted one, but the company seemed to have thought of everything when they designed it. The backside of the scrotum was molded so it fit against my anatomy, and the small ridge rubbed against the outside of my hole. “And it’ll work so I can…you know?”
“So you can fuck me?” Daddy provided. My entire body heated, and I whimpered. God, I couldn’t wait to feel that. “Yes, baby. But you’re going to have to take good care to get me ready for you.”
He handed me a new bottle of lube and positioned himself on his stomach near the head of the bed. As I moved around to join him, my dick swayed between my legs. It was weird, but not bad weird. Just something new and different that I’d have to get used to. I couldn’t wait until we were done so I could get dressed. I wanted to see what it would look like filling the front of my undies.
I stared down at Daddy’s body, trying to figure out where to start. Testing the waters, I draped my body over his, pressing my new dick against his crease, rocking gently as I kissed along his spine. He reached back, resting a hand against the swell of my ass. “Feels good, baby. Can’t wait to have you inside of me.”
“Me too,” I admitted. Ever since he’d admitted he occasionally liked to switch things up and bottom, I’d worried he’d eventually grow frustrated with my inability to do that for him. Now, I was going to, and I was grateful for a dick that wasn’t limited by my ability to hold off my orgasm. If I was a cis guy, I’d already be on the verge of blowing my load all over his ass.
I sat back on my heels, looking down again, giggling when I saw my cock. I couldn’t