Two weeks had flown by with Patrick and me fucking and sucking each other everywhere we found ourselves: a mall changing room, a restaurant bathroom, a basement in a church—don’t ask about that one. It was like a challenge for us. I was addicted to his cock, and his touch sent me over the edge. He was so strong and loving; every day felt like a dream.

We decided it was time to tell our parents, and we chose to start with mine. We went to dinner Saturday evening, where my mom was making dinner and my dad was watching TV. Everything felt so normal. Patrick and I sat on the couch, watching a rerun of some Western I couldn’t stand, when I leaned in and whispered in his ear, “I have a surprise for you, Daddy.”

His eyes widened. “Are you serious?” he whispered back.

“Meet me in my bedroom,” I murmured, getting up and walking off. I caught him staring at my ass as I walked away; I doubt my dad noticed.

What he didn’t know was that I had a surprise for him: a sexy pair of black silk panties. I walked into my bedroom, stripped down to the panties, and posed on my bed, legs spread, my dick poking out the side. Patrick sneaked in and flipped on the light.

"Hey honey," I said to Patrick. His jaw dropped.

“Fuck, Brandon, you look so hot,” he said, moving closer, standing between my legs.

I smiled at him. "I'm glad you like."

Then he started running his fingers over my body. He leaned in, kissing me, our tongues wrestling. He broke the kiss, turned me around, and said, “God, look at that ass, babe. It looks so hot in these panties. You know you can never wear anything else now, right?”

I giggled quietly. “Anything for you, babe.” He leaned down, kissed my ass cheek, pulled my panties to the side, and ran his finger over my hole. I moaned, “Mmm.” He buried his face between my cheeks, eating me out. I moaned loudly, and he spanked me.

“Shh, baby, you have to be quiet.”

I covered my mouth as he continued, shoving his tongue deep into my ass, darting it in and out. He was driving me crazy. He came up for a breath, and I sat with him between my legs as we made out.

I started undoing his pants, pulling out his hard cock. I stroked it and whispered, “I want you to fuck me on my bed, Patrick.”

“Mmm, oh my God, we’re gonna have to be so quiet, baby,” he said. I smiled at him.

“You better be,” I said with a wink. I dropped to my knees and began licking his balls, sucking on them. He moaned, and I whispered for him to be quiet. I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, swirling my tongue over it, then started bobbing my head while playing with his balls. I sneaked a finger down his taint to the crack of his tight ass, teasing his hole. I’d never touched him there before, but he didn’t stop me. I kept going, and he moaned encouragingly. I pressed harder, my finger slipping into his hole.

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum, baby,” he groaned. I slid my finger in deeper, and he moaned loudly. “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum,” he whispered, just as he shot his load into my mouth. “Oh my God, baby, I’m so sorry,” he said. We both laughed. I stood, swallowing, and leaned in to kiss him.

“Fuck, you taste so good. I love your cum, but you know you owe me now.”

“I’m gonna pay you back tonight, I promise, honey,” he said, pulling me in and kissing me again. We grabbed our clothes and got dressed.

We got ready for dinner and told my parents. It went great; they were happy for us both. We hugged and headed back to our apartment. We barely made it inside when Patrick pressed me against the wall, kissing me roughly.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned. I loved it when he was rough. He pulled my pants down, dropped to his knees, pushed my panties to the side, grabbed my dick, and started stroking it. “Mmm, yes,” I said. Then he wrapped his lips around the head of my dick and started sucking. I ran my fingers through his hair, moaning his name. It looked so hot, my man bobbing his head on my dick. He looked up at me. I couldn’t help but smile and tell him I loved him.

“I love you too,” he said, and added, “I want you to fuck me, Brandon.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Please, baby,” he replied.

“Of course,” I responded.

He grabbed my dick and led me to our room. He lay on his back, and I grabbed the lube. He rubbed lube on my dick while I worked some into his ass. “Fuck, Patrick, holy fuck, this is gonna feel so good,” I thought. “You’re so tight,” I said, rubbing the head of my cock against his hole.

He moaned, “Oh, yes.” He spread his cheeks. I pressed the tip in, and he yelped, “Ah, fuck, it hurts a little.”

“Just relax, baby,” I said. I pulled back slightly, added more lube, and pressed in again, repeating, “Oh, fuck, Patrick, oh my God, you’re so tight.” I slid in more until I was almost all the way in.

“Oh, fuck, it feels so big,” he said. I shoved it all the way in and started pulling out and going back in, working his ass. Now he was moaning, enjoying every inch of my dick, his cock rock hard. I leaned down, kissing him deeply while inside him. I started stroking his cock while fucking him faster.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I yelled.

“Mmm, Brandon, fill me up! Fuck, it feels so good!” he yelled. I shouted as I shot my load in his ass, so much it leaked out almost immediately.

“Holy fuck,” I said.

I collapsed on his chest. He held me. “Fuck, I get why you love that, baby. It felt incredible,” Patrick said to me.

I smiled at him. “Yeah, now imagine if it was your big cock."

"Oh God, that would kill me, I think.”

I laughed and kissed him. “You ready to fuck me, big boy?”

“Oh, hell yes,” he replied. He flipped me onto my stomach—my favorite position, flat on my stomach with him straddling my legs—lubing up his cock. He pulled my panties to the side, pressed his cock against my ass, and shoved it in.

“Ohhh,” I yelled out, a little surprised by how fast he was moving. He shoved his cock deep into my ass. I gripped the bed and moaned, “Yes, Daddy.” He gripped the back of my head and started pounding me hard. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned, my cum leaking down his balls onto me. He spanked me. “Oh, God, again, harder, Daddy!” He smacked my ass hard. “Oh, yes, again, please!” He smacked it three more times. “Ohhh, yes,”

“Fuck, baby. I wanna cum on your face!” he said.

“Fuck, yes,” I replied.

He pulled out. I flipped over and got on my knees. He stood in front of me and began to stroke his cock.

“Give it to me,” I said. I opened my mouth, and moments later, the first rope covered my left cheek, the second hit my eye and forehead, the third went into my mouth, and the fourth hit my other cheek. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock, cleaning up the rest of it. He covered my face with his cum. He leaned in, kissing me, smearing his cum all over our faces.

“That was so fucking hot,” I said, licking up the cum on his face.