“I’m good,” Foster told me, drawing in a steady breath. “Ready for more…”
When I worked the entire head of my cock into his ass, followed by about an inch of my shaft, we both groaned. “Oh, my god,” I panted. “Fuck, you’re so tight!” I desperately wanted to thrust all the way inside, but I fought the urge, waiting for Foster to signal he was ready. Even now my balls were tightening, and I knew I was dangerously close to shooting my load.
Foster swallowed hard and took another breath. “You can go deeper,” he said.
Yet I remained motionless. “If I move, I might come,” I confessed, and we both laughed at my hapless state. “I don’t want this to be underwhelming for you!”
Foster raised an eyebrow as a grin played on his lips. “Babe, your cock is in my ass. That could never be underwhelming for me! Now give Daddy more of that dick.”
I inched forward, deeper and deeper, before finally bottoming out. Feeling his ass surrounding all of my cock made me shudder with blatant need.
“Oh, that’s good!” Foster said in a husky voice.
While holding myself deep inside him, I gently draped his legs over my shoulders, giving him an affectionate smile. “This is just how I want you, Daddy,” I said.
Foster’s expression was almost pained, but the sounds he made revealed the pleasure he felt while I lowered myself onto him, my face close to his.
We were both sweating from the intensity of our lovemaking, and I shook with my effort to hold back, all the while knowing that since this was my very first time doing this, it would take a superhuman ability to be able to last long.
Of course Foster understood this, too. “Kiss me,” he whispered.
I lowered my mouth to his. Our kiss was slow, tender, full of desire. When I gazed down at Foster once more, the lust I saw in his eyes, along with the vulnerability, and the love, had such a powerful effect on me that my breath caught in my throat.
Then I began to move my hips, tentatively and with gentle thrusts. Foster released a low groan, and I wondered if I should stop, but then his hands slid over my hips, toward my ass as he pulled me deeper inside him.
I’d barely managed to work up to any kind of steady rhythm before I felt myself right on the precipice of orgasm. “I’m really close!” I told him, my words a pleading whimper.
“Come for me, Landon!” he urged.
I gave a few more thrusts, and then a plaintive cry escaped my lips. Every muscle in my body grew taut while I was rendered completely silent from the force of the climax seizing me.
I heard Foster’s gasp and knew he could feel the pulse of my dick, followed by each spurt of semen. “Fuck yes, fill my ass with all that cum!” he growled.
Those words made me release a roar as I emptied myself inside him. Once I finished, I was still shaking, and I gave him a desperate, fervent kiss. His kiss was just as eager in return, and I felt his fingers weaving their way through my hair.
When I started to withdraw from him, he grabbed my ass, holding me in place. “Not yet,” he said softly. “I want to feel you inside a little longer.” I couldn’t help but grin, for I was thrilled that he’d enjoyed what we’d done. “I’m really glad you agreed to try this,” he went on, giving me a smile.
I planted a kiss on his damp forehead, all the while aware of his hard cock nestled between us. “But you haven’t come yet, Daddy,” I murmured. “Let me take care of you.”
Slowly, gently, I eased my body upward and pulled out of him. While kneeling between his thighs, I squirted more lube into my palm and began stroking his dick, knowing just what he liked. It reminded me of our first intimate moments together, when he’d lain on my bed and allowed me to touch him.
Foster stared down at my hand pumping away at his shaft, my grip growing firmer. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and I knew he was already close, for he was still plenty aroused from having my cock buried in his ass.
Using my free hand, I slid my fingers between his ass cheeks, seeking out his stretched hole so I could ever so gently massage it. Foster released a helpless groan and began bucking his hips, driving his dick through my fingers.
I realized he was right there, desperate to succumb to his climax. “Come for me, Daddy,” I urged in a low voice. “Just let go…”
His eyes looked wild, and a strained growl worked its way through his clenched teeth, followed by a guttural moan. I felt him tense up and grow taut just before the semen erupted from his cock, raining down on his skin and mine. Still gently stroking his dick, I lowered my head and began licking him clean, gathering up his semen on my tongue.
Foster shivered beneath me, and I moved to lie beside him. He gave me a kiss, seeming eager to taste his essence on my lips and tongue. Then he smiled and caressed my cheek. “I hope, more than anything, that you’ll always feel this way about me, Landon,” he said softly.
I smiled, leaning into his touch. “I promise you I will,” I told him. “Sometimes we get lucky, and our first love is the one that’s meant to be forever.”
*** Epilogue: One Year Later ***
The sound of Foster’s moans filled the bedroom as I knelt before him, teasing his cock with my tongue before taking him deeper.
We were celebrating the fact that he’d gotten a big promotion at his new job. When he’d come home, his eyes were bright with excitement from the news. He looked so damn sexy in his suit and tie that I didn’t give him a chance to remove either of them before I led him into our room and dropped to my knees so I could make him even happier.
Now I pulled back to take a breath, then slid my index finger between my lips to get it nice and wet with my saliva. While giving Foster a wicked grin, I eased that wet finger into his ass, ever so gently, and I was rewarded with an even louder groan, and the feel of his muscles clenching tight.
I returned to deep-throating his dick, feeling it swell in my mouth. His breaths came faster, and he gripped my hair, making me release my own pleasured moan. “Oh yeah, I’m right there, so close!” he panted. I heard the helplessness in his voice, that desperate need, and I sucked him with a force that hollowed my cheeks. Grabbing his ass, I felt his muscles tense and knew he was about to erupt.
“Fuck, Landon!” he cried just before filling my mouth with that cum I craved so much.
When I finally pulled back, licking my lips, I gazed up at him with a smile. “Congratulations on your promotion, Daddy,” I murmured. “I’m so proud of you!”
Foster beamed down at me, then moved to draw me to my feet so he could kiss me. “Thank you, baby,” he whispered, holding me in his arms.
I nestled deeper into his embrace. “Maybe we should have a drink before dinner,” I said.
“Sounds good, but you’re still a lightweight when it comes to booze, so I’m limiting you to just one.”
I pretended to pout. “But, Daddy…”
“No arguing,” he insisted, then gave me a wicked grin. “Now be good, and Daddy will reward you later.”
That was enough to make me behave! While Foster made our drinks, I drifted out onto the balcony of our apartment to watch the setting sun.