Page 71 of Dear Daddy, Please Want Me

“Because you haven’t had enough?” Saul thrust his clean hand into his briefs, behind his packer. He could do this.

“Not enough. Want you.”

Saul’s other hand was still on Levi’s cock, the veins still pulsing under his fingers.

He stroked his own smaller dick hard. Fuck was it good. He loved the idea of coming all over Levi. A dirty fantasy that they could both enjoy together, even if the logistics didn’t quite match. “I’m touching my cock, baby. Just like I’m touching yours.”

Saul started up the same rapid pace around Levi’s shaft, cum and saliva making it shiny and smooth. Levi groaned, enjoying the additional sensation, then seemed to realize what was happening.

“Daddy, no! Too much!” His face was screwed up in misery from the overstimulation.

Saul didn’t let up. This was something Levi had asked for, too. He gripped a little tighter.

“Oh, god, Daddy. I can’t!” Levi tried to sit up, but it was impossible with the bindings and Saul heavy on his thighs. He fell back against the bed.

“Yes you can, baby. You’re going to come for me and I’m going to come all over you.”

“Daddy, daddy, can’t! Too much!”

Saul circled the head with his palm, making the same motion on himself. Fuck. Fuck, he was so close. Watching Levi thrash and try to twist away only made it better.

“You want to be a good boy for Daddy, don’t you?”

“Yes! Please, Daddy.”

“That’s right. You make me so hard, getting to see you like this. Watching you take it for me.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Levi was starting to arch up into his hand again, pressing himself into the discomfort in his need to obey.

Saul could feel his own orgasm rising. His heavy moans mingled with Levi’s.

“Oh, God. Oh please. Just like that. Just like…. Daddyyyyyyyyy!”

Nothing was slowing him down now. Levi was screaming underneath him as cum shot from his dick.

Saul tumbled over the edge, molten pleasure washing through him. He was drowning in it, swept away by sensation and Levi’s glorious scream as they melded together into one.

The second he finished, he tore through the velcro crossing Levi’s chest. One, two, three, four harsh sounds and then Levi’s arms were free. Saul dove toward his chest, yanking off the blindfold.

He needed to see Levi, needed Levi to see him. Needed to be so close they never came apart.

He covered Levi’s mouth with hungry, open kisses. They devoured each other, Levi’s arms coming up around him to hold tight.

Fuck. This wondrous, beautiful boy, who had been so open and needy in his submission. Who had taken everything Saul had to give him and reveled in it. Who had begged for his Daddy to come and actually made Saul feel safe enough to do it.

At last, their kisses slowed, becoming tangled and sweet like honey.

Saul pulled back but Levi wouldn’t let him go.

“I just need to free your legs, sweet boy. My motek.” His sweetheart. “Then I’ll be back.”

Levi sighed, but didn’t attempt to disagree with the choice. Even with the soft mattress beneath him, he’d been in that position for a long time.

Saul removed all the straps, then worked his way up, rubbing each line that was pressed into Levi’s skin and helping him to move his joints.

Levi lay back, hips and knees bent, dick floppy and soft between them.

Saul snuggled into Levi’s open arms, wrapping their limbs together.