With each buck of his hips, Foster groaned from his own excitement, and when he lowered his mouth to my neck, I felt his tongue, hot on my skin. God, he was so deep inside me now! His fucking wasn’t hurried or frantic. No, it was gentle and steady, all the while ratcheting up our bliss to an orgasmic level.
“I’m gonna come!” I cried, shuddering beneath him. My face was flushed, and I realized I was sweating.
“I’m getting close, too,” Foster told me in a strained voice. “I want to feel you come hard around my cock!” I could actually feel his dick swelling inside me, and the thought of him coming deep in my ass sent me over the edge.
Pressing my mouth against the sheet below me, I allowed myself to scream from the intensity of the orgasm overtaking me. While continuing his relentless fucking, Foster eased off my body just a bit, giving me a little room to shake and writhe. As I came, my semen bathed my belly and dampened the sheet.
Foster’s own cry mingled with mine, and I knew he felt the force of my climax. Unable to hold back any longer, he reached his own release with a loud groan, emptying his balls inside me. I closed my eyes, reveling in the sensation of it.
Once he was spent, he collapsed against me for several moments, catching his breath. With my head turned to the side, I studied the way his hand so firmly held onto mine, and the sight of our interlaced fingers made me smile.
After Foster carefully pulled out and then lay on the bed at my side, he immediately drew me into his arms, planting a kiss on my forehead. Gazing up at him, I saw that he appeared utterly content, as if he couldn’t be happier, and I felt a surge of joy. This man was now mine, I knew, and I would do everything I could to see that look on his face every day.
“You never fail to amaze me,” I murmured, and Foster beamed at my words.
“I swear, you make me feel twenty years younger!” he said. “It’s like everything is brand new.”
My face flushed with pleasure, and I nestled against him, breathing in his scent and feeling the warmth of his skin. “I love you,” I whispered.
He placed a finger under my chin and tilted my head upward so he could give me a tender kiss. “Love you too, baby. And I only hope I can make you as happy as you’ve made me.”
I took his hand in mine. “You already have, Foster,” I said softly. “More than you will ever know.”
***
Sometime during the night as I lay in Foster’s arms, I stirred awake a little and turned to get more comfortable. I ended up facing him, and even being vaguely aware of his nearness while remaining half-asleep made my cock start to harden.
I tried to ignore my arousal, but my movements must have woken Foster, for he moaned faintly and pulled me tighter against him. As soon as he felt my growing erection, he moaned louder.
I felt a little guilty, for waking him and for having a hard-on in the middle of the night. I knew it was my body’s natural response, but the last thing I wanted was for Foster to think I still wasn’t satisfied after he’d not only taken my virgin ass but had also given me two earthshaking orgasms in one day.
“Landon,” Foster whispered.
“Sorry I woke you up,” I quickly whispered back. “I didn’t mean to.”
His lips met mine in the darkness. “You certainly have nothing to be sorry for.” The deep shadows hid most of his face from me, with the only illumination provided by a dim nightlight out in the hall, but I watched as he propped himself up on an elbow. “Lie back and relax,” he told me, and I could hear the smile in his voice. “I want to take care of you.”
I drew in an excited breath even as I said, “You don’t have to.”
“I want to,” he repeated. “Now be good and do what Daddy says.”
That was all it took to make me roll onto my back and rest my head against the pillow. Foster slipped beneath the covers, and I felt my heartbeat quicken as his hands and mouth traveled down my body. He took his time, drawing out my anticipation, but when he settled between my spread legs and I felt his warm breath on my fully hard cock, I whimpered with longing.
It was different, not being able to see him, but it also made me focus solely on his touch, on the feel of his tongue as it swept along the length of my erection. I could just barely make out his form moving beneath the covers, so I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation his lips provided as they circled my dick.
“Oh god, yes!” I breathed.
Foster gave plenty of attention to the tip, licking and sucking, all the while making me throb. When my pre-cum began freely flowing, he was quick to lick it up. “So sweet. Fuck, I love it,” I heard him murmur, which made my back arch a little.
He began taking more of my cock in his mouth while massaging my balls, rolling them in his palm. “That feels amazing, Daddy!” I moaned. It was difficult to keep my hips still, but I didn’t want to get too carried away and drive my dick into the back of his throat again.
Soon Foster had worked up to a deliriously arousing rhythm, using ample saliva while sucking me off. Each time he lowered his mouth down my shaft, I felt him take me a little deeper, and soon his lips had almost reached the base of my cock. It was then that I began trembling, trying to hold back.
Foster finally lifted his head, and I heard him draw in a deep breath. Then he threw off the covers before eagerly taking me in his mouth again. I could see his head bobbing up and down, his efforts to make me come relentless. When he began gently squeezing my balls, again and again and again, as if he wanted to milk them of cum, that exquisite sensation made a pre-orgasmic tremor course all the way through me.
“Gonna come!” was all I could manage to rasp out.
He moaned all around my dick in response. A delicious tension, that precursor to orgasm, gripped my body, drawing me taut, and then I gave a shallow thrust of my hips, succumbing to the bliss Foster always gave me.
“Fuck!” I released a strangled cry as I came, and Foster still didn’t take his mouth from my cock. Knowing that he was so eager to swallow my cum made me shake hard. He was definitely not exaggerating when he told me he was a fan of giving head!
Once my trembling had subsided, Foster licked at the tip of my dick, his tongue slow and sensual. Then he moved to lie next to me again, and I sought out his mouth, dying to kiss him. “You make me feel amazing,” I whispered.
After we’d pulled the covers back over us, I lay in his arms, sleepy and relaxed from that fierce orgasm. “I kind of wish we could stay here forever,” I murmured.
He kissed my hair, and then I heard him quietly say, “I do, too, Landon.”
***
The next morning, I was still mostly asleep when Foster climbed out of bed and left the room, being as quiet as possible. I allowed myself to doze for a little longer before opening my eyes and sitting up with a yawn. It looked like another perfect fall day outside, and I was eager to enjoy it with Foster.
I could hear the shower running, and once I’d gotten out of bed as well, I took one look at the rumpled sheets and decided to change them. I’d seen an extra set in the closet the night before when I’d taken out another blanket. As I stripped and remade the bed, I hummed under my breath, unable to hold back a smile.