Contains: Daddy's Happy Ending Daddy's Best Man Daddy's Dirty Helper More
DADDY'S HAPPY ENDING
Stephen’s fingers resumed their circular, probing movements and he began to massage the flesh of Lance’s ass cheeks with both hands. As his hands slid lower, he readjusted the towel until he removed it entirely. Lance’s dick was fully erect underneath him. For a second he worried that Stephen would ask him to turn over and his shame would be revealed but he pushed the thought away, rationalizing that if Stephen had been a massage therapist, he had probably seen a couple of erections in his time. He would probably say that it was perfectly natural.
Stephen’s hands were on each of Lance’s cheeks and he slid his thumbs from the underside of the cheeks up to Lance’s waist. He dug deeply into the flesh with his thumbs and Lance, caught by surprise, uttered a gasp as a bolt of pleasure shot up through his meat. He could feel his glans straining out of his foreskin, a sheen of self-lubrication slicking the vinyl beneath him. Stephen dug deep twice more and Lance could feel his balls tightening. Where had Stephen learned to do that? It was as if Lance was getting jerked off from inside his body.
DADDY'S BEST MAN
Eric undid the final button on Kevin’s shirt and slid his hands inside to cup Kevin’s muscular pecs. “I think you should leave the shirt on,” Eric purred into Kevin’s ear. “These pants have to go, though.”
Kevin nodded as he continued to kiss and bite at Eric’s neck.
Eric quickly opened and unzipped Kevin’s slacks and pushed them to his ankles. Another quick tug and the blue briefs followed, releasing Kevin’s pulsing, uncut cock from its cage. The tip glistened with precum and Eric wrapped his hand around the shaft and used the foreskin to slowly tease Kevin’s head. Kevin moaned into Eric’s neck and pulled away to stare into Eric.
“Take off the rest of your clothes, Eric,” Kevin ordered. “I want to see your entire body.”
Eric nodded and released Kevin’s dick. He shrugged out of his shirt and flung it to the corner of the room before stepping out of his shoes. He kicked these to the side and hurriedly pulled his pants and underwear down together and stepped out of them.
Kevin was clearly enjoying the show. He grasped his member with one hand and began pumping as he paid careful attention to each of Eric’s movements.
DADDY'S DIRTY HELPER
He peeked out the sliding glass door and saw Owen sitting in one of the pool chairs with his back to the door. Someone who definitely was not Ethan’s mother was bobbing up and down between his legs. Ethan’s eyes widened and he quickly looked away, his heart racing. “Oh shit,” he muttered.
Ethan risked another look and peered through the moonlight. The figure looked up at Owen and Ethan recognized Ted Rundgren, their next door neighbor and father of Ethan’s high school friend, Tyler. Mr. Rundgren licked his lips at Owen and then resumed going down on him. Ethan’s cock started to swell in his jeans. He’d had fantasies about Mr. Rundgren for years. The man had fueled hundreds of jerk off sessions all through high school. He was tall, well over six feet, and had a chiseled runner’s body from running marathons in his spare time.