Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One
Shea
I tried to control myself, but I just couldn't. Theo looked good—damn good.
I couldn't believe they were all mine. A bright flush warmed their cheeks, continuing down their chest and seeming to draw a path right to their perky breasts.
Their nipples pebbled in the evening chill, complimenting the goosebumps rising over their body.
My eyes moved downward, over their plush stomach and down to the hand they held between their legs.
It was like they just couldn't help but touch themself and it was so fucking hot I nearly came hands-free.
Eyelids heavy, their hand worked at their clit, an obscene squelching echoing through the night.
Drool collected at the corner of my mouth, and I licked it away.
But what really had my attention was what Theo had to bypass in order to fuck their fingers.
The black straps of a harness cut down the crook of their legs where thigh met hip and curled underneath their ass.
They'd shoved their underwear down to mid-thigh, revealing the source of the bulge I'd felt earlier: a packer.
The silicone cock fell free, dangling between Theo's legs and brushing their hand.
Long and veiny, my hole throbbed at the sight of it, aching to be filled.
I recognized the packer immediately—along with the accompanying silicone rod that Theo held in their left hand…
and they hesitated. The only sounds to be heard were our combined heavy breathing, and the distant hum of cicadas.
Theo's grip tightened on the rod, and their hand slowed between their thighs.
Nerves.
"Daddy…" I panted, reaching out for their cock.
Even in the darkness of the night, their eyes flared, and that must have sparked something inside of them.
Daddy's lip quirked into their signature confident smirk.
I rolled my lip between my teeth to hold back a grin of my own, a moan slipping free.
They let out a slow breath, blanketing my hand with one of theirs. "You want to make Daddy hard?"
I nodded fervently, and Theo handed over the missing piece to the toy.
They leaned over me, bracing themself by one hand on my head, the other tugging the dildo away from the harness to give me space to work in the rod.
Shuddering breaths mixed in the small space between us, both of us peering down between our bodies to watch the cock stiffen.
I positioned the rod behind the O ring, slipping it into place slowly.
Theo moaned, abs contracting with the effort of holding themselves up.
The dick grew in size until it brushed my wet, tender skin. Theo's arms quivered. "You like it when Daddy gets hard for you?" they panted, resolve wavering even with the confidence in their voice.
Another passionate nod, and Theo was fully hard for me. I didn't waste a single second, guiding the tip to my entrance. It slid through my arousal effortlessly. "I need to prep you, sweetheart," Theo murmured.
I whined, not thinking either of us would make it that far, but Theo moved before I could stop them—fully ignoring my whimper of protest. Lips found my neck, sucking a bruising kiss to the skin before continuing south.
My dick throbbed, near painful from the lack of attention.
Theo had gotten me all hot and bothered, and then just hung me out to dry.
Okay maybe that was dramatic but there was so much pressure between my legs that I felt like I’d lose my mind… or explode… or both.
I squirmed beneath the featherlight touches from Daddy's lips and they laughed, warm breath tickling across my stomach. "Daddy…"
"Patience is a virtue, boy." Daddy shoved a hand between my legs then and pressed up hard.
I snarled. "It's one I don't have!"
I bucked against Daddy's palm, writhing and squeezing my thighs in a desperate attempt to gain more friction. When I finally peeled my eyes open and gazed down at Theo, the sight nearly made me lose it on the spot.
Daddy peered up between my legs, a wicked smile on their lips and their eyes sparkling in the moonlight bright enough to rival the stars themselves.
I sank my teeth into my bottom lip in an attempt to stay quiet, but apparently that wasn't going to do.
Theo tugged my lip free, drawing another noise out of me by slipping a single finger inside my entrance.
My muscles clenched around it, aching for more, and thankfully Theo granted it to me.
Two fingers slid in easily, curling immediately to find that sweet spot that drove me wild.
My dick pulsed. I thrashed and bucked, tensing every muscle to keep myself from coming until Daddy got their gorgeous cock inside me.
Infuriatingly, they stuck to the two fingers, curling and stretching them until I was nothing more than a babbling mess. Words no longer existed, just senseless pleas and my hands scrabbling at Daddy’s shoulders.
But the torture only continued. When Theo let out a low, dirty laugh, I peeled my eyes open. Once our eyes locked, Daddy lowered their mouth toward my dick… and I was done for.
I came on their tongue instantly, spurting my release all over their fingers and throbbing against their tongue. The orgasm hit hard and fast, quickly followed by oversensitivity.
But Theo didn't stop. Instead, they sucked harder and drew out the release until I trembled beneath them. My safe word lingered on my tongue, there but just out of reach.
And I didn't want to use it. I bit down on my tongue until the tang of blood hit my taste buds. Theo sucked and stroked, working me over until the sensitivity faded and pleasure began to build once more.
"D-Daddy…" I heaved. "I can't take it anymore."
"Yes, you can, baby boy," Theo encouraged. "Can you give me one more? But I want you to wait." Another curl of their fingers, and I gasped. "Wait until my cock is buried so deep inside of you that you can taste it."
I moaned at the visual alone, clenching around Daddy's fingers. "Daddy, please."
"Tell me."
I could only let out another pathetic whimper in response.
"Shea…" Theo scolded. "Tell me. Tell me you can be a good boy and wait for Daddy to come."
"I…" I truly didn't think I could, but I said it anyway. "I can wait."
"Good boy. You ready for me, little one?"
"I was ready ten minutes ago!" I pressed through gritted teeth. A second orgasm quickly built and I readied myself to crash over the edge—I just couldn't wait—but then the high was ripped away from me with Theo's fingers withdrawing.
I snarled in frustration, gripping the blanket to either side of me, desperate to hold onto something. Daddy crawled up my body again, positioning themself between my legs and feeding a hand between us to line their cock up with my entrance.
It only took one arch of my hips for them to breach my entrance, gasping as they easily slipped inside me.
I groaned, a low guttural sound that ripped from deep in my chest. Daddy silenced me with their lips on mine, swallowing the noises that burst through.
They rocked their hips slowly, filling me with every glorious inch of their cock.
I stretched around its girth and just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, Theo brushed my cheek with their thumb.
"You're taking my cock so well baby," they praised.
That spurred me onward. I met them halfway on the next thrust, and it was only when they stroked my cheek again and their thumb came away wet that I realized I was crying.
"Am I hurting you?" they asked, already preparing to pull out.
I stilled them with my hands tight on their hips and shook my head vehemently.
I steadied my emotions with a deep inhale and encouraged them to keep going.
With one more gentle thrust from Theo, our hips were flush together.
I paused to catch my breath. Theo panted, muscles taut like they were at the end of their rope.
"You okay?" they asked me through gritted teeth.
I wriggled my hips, adjusting to the intrusion and nodding in response to Theo's question.
"Yes, Daddy," I panted. "I'm okay. I’m ready." Confident that they wouldn't take this feeling away from me, I threaded my hand through Theo's hair and tugged, bringing their mouth back to mine. "Show me the stars, Theo."