Page 88 of Full Body Hit, Part 1

Auston laughed a little meanly at how desperate Charlie had gotten from just talking about this. “So you want to try them out? Get to that big one so I can buy you something that feels just like me? See if you can really take as much as you say?”

“Yeah. Yeah, please, Aunix, I can do it. Let me show you—I can start with the third plug, I think.”

“No. You can start with the first one like a good boy.”

Charlie groaned, but he was good, so he didn’t complain.

“Wash it first. Soap is fine.”

“Okay, Daddy. Give me a sec.”

Auston had enough self-control not to touch himself as he waited for his baby to set everything up.

There was probably a way to do a live video call without revealing their identities. It’d be harder for Charlie, who apparently had gotten a camera set up to show Auston everything, but maybe he could wear a hood or something.

There was something about having to wait for the videos that lit Auston’s body on fire, though. How, after every instruction he gave, all he could do was imagine what was happening, hand on his cock and heart thumping.

The videos that Charlie sent were always a million times better than anything Auston could conjure up in his imagination. He was so fucking willing, so eager, his voice and his movements and the way he said Daddy like Auston was the only thing in the world…

No wonder Auston was addicted to treating his boy to things, when it was so fucking rewarding.

He took a swig of beer, picturing what Charlie was doing right then. Auston was dying to touch him, but it’d be satisfying just to watch, too. To sit in the room with a drink in his hand and watch Charlie’s pleading eyes and whiny mouth as he tried to fit his fingers in that tight hole of his. How good it would feel to have all that power—his baby so fucking close, doing exactly what Auston told him, and having enough control to sit there and do nothing to help.

Yeah…maybe Auston was a little more sadistic than he had previously thought.

His phone chirped, knocking him out of the fantasy and right into something infinitely better.

Auston had no fucking clue how Charlie did it, but he always exceeded every single one of Auston’s expectations.

Auston watched the video, gums hurting with the urge to bite. Charlie had dressed up in the baby-blue lingerie Auston had sent him the other day, white stockings attached to the garters, the edges frothy with frills.

The garters framed his bare ass perfectly, the silky, loose crop top slipping up his back as he arched enough to show the camera his hole.

“Jesus,” Auston grunted, pulling his sweats down to release his dick. How the fuck had he gotten so lucky? It was like a damn dream, something only his wildest imagination could come up with.

He had no idea what sort of lighting Charlie used, but it was perfect, casting his creamy skin in a warm glow. The lube on his fingers gleamed as he reached behind himself, ass to the camera with his knees and chest on the bed.

A small, hurt sound came out of Charlie as the first finger slipped in without much resistance. He didn’t take long to make it two, obviously impatient, something Auston would have to train out of him.

Good things were worth waiting for.

Auston stroked his cock slowly, promising himself that he’d find a way to get these videos up on his massive TV so he could watch them in high definition. Having to strain his eyes on the phone screen was a fucking crime.

“Daddy,” his Charlie mumbled, and then he was reaching for the plug. The video cut off.

“What the fuck,” Auston growled, half-amused, half-incredulous at his baby’s audacity.

Aunix

Really, baby? Your ass would be red if you were here

Charlie

That’s like not actually a threat

I would beg for you to spank me daddy

Auston gritted his teeth. Could a person die from wanting too much? Because it felt like he was about to.