Hitman Daddy by Aster Rae

19

Nikolai

I'mrock hard as I wrap my fingers around Christian's cock.

Christian's so goddamn gorgeous I could nearly come in my briefs.

I’d never thought he was a virgin. A beautiful nineteen-year-old virgin who's never been with a man.

He's an angel. With his pretty cut cock, his body is pure perfection.

I can't wait to give him the best orgasm of his life.

I wrap my thirsty lips around Christian's beautiful organ.

His head is pink and beautiful, and I swirl my tongue around it before taking it down my throat.

Christian whimpers as I blow him.

I swirl my tongue around his shaft, desperately sucking his pre-come and swallowing it.

Christian digs his fingers into my hair, canting his hips as I gorge myself on his erection.

"Nikolai."

A deep groan escapes him as I swallow him balls-deep, sucking and gagging until it bottoms out.

Christian is so fucking hot.

He has no idea how much I need to be inside him.

How much I've fantasized about this moment.

I'm so lucky Christian even wants me in this bedroom.

He's young, hilarious, and beautiful.

I normally go for guys in their late twenties but Christian is the sexiest man I've ever seen.

I'm the devil incarnate. He’s my angel.

We still have to work out the kinks in our relationship but I'm determined to be the best partner he could have.

Him. Me.

No worries.

No worries about not being worthy of this perfect boy.

No worries about being totally unworthy to kiss the ground on which he walks.

Nothing can stop us.

Nothing can come between us.

And I'm going to savor every fucking droplet of his come.

With a greedy huff, I inhale his hardness, burrowing my nose into his tummy as my lips ram into the base of his shaft.

I run my mammoth fingers up and down his thighs, drinking in the smooth sensation, getting high on the baby-soft texture of his untouched skin.

Christian cries out and trembles on the bed, and I drive my palm into his tummy to increase the intensity even more.

Lust builds within me as Christian's lithe body quivers beneath me, and it takes everything within me not to bring him over the edge.

Patience.

Removing his cock from my lips, I spit on my palm and wrap my slick fingers around his shaft.

His cock quivers as I jerk him, and Christian moans hotly as I bring my mouth to his balls and nibble on his sack.

His body melts when I pop one of his hairless balls into my mouth, sucking and swallowing, swirling my tongue around his loose flesh in an act of primal desperation.

I'm desperate to taste this boy who’s driven me fucking insane in my fantasies.

Christian cries out as I suck his balls, his hips canting as he thrashes on the bed and begs for more.

I tighten my grip on his shaft, jerking and squelching, sucking his balls to coax the delicious nectar into my mouth.

I want to swallow everything.

I’ve dreamt about the taste of Christian's come and I won't rest until I swallow every drop tonight.

With a lustful growl, I pop his balls out of my mouth and spit on my fingers.

After taking his cock back into my mouth, I bring two fingers to his asshole and tease his opening.

"Wait."

Christian pants as his eyes lock on mine.

I remove his cock from my mouth. "Tell me.”

"I need to ask you something."

"Anything."

Christian blushes adorably. "When I come… I'm wondering if…"

"Be brave, little soldier." Go on.

"When I come, can I call you Daddy?”

My heart explodes.

Yes.

So much fucking yes.

"Yes."

"Better yet," I add with a possessive grunt, "I order you to call me Daddy. I want you to fucking use that title whenever we’re in the bedroom together, boy. That's my new name. Nikolai doesn't exist anymore. Call me Daddy.”

"You don't think it's dorky?"

"Fuck no. I'd love it if you felt comfortable enough to do that with me."

"Thank you," Christian whispers, his cheeks bright crimson. "You can touch my ass now, Daddy."

Christian is so fucking sexy.

He’s into some kinky shit but I'm not complaining.

With a possessive grunt, I spit on my fingers a third time and bring them to his asshole.

Christian cries out as I massage his rosebud, teasing his tender flesh.

His passage puckers as I tease it with my middle and index finger, but it relents when I slide my wet middle finger inside.

"Tell me how that feels."

"Good, Daddy."

His hole snaps shut around my finger.

"Release your tension. Let me give you what you want."

Christian nods. He relaxes, and his hole spreads for me.

It's fucking heaven to slide my middle finger through his channel walls.

The realization that I'm the first man to ever breach this territory is a liquid injection of ecstasy in my veins.

"Such a good fucking boy," I growl as I slide my finger in deeper, deeper, searching for that spot that will destroy him, the spot that will wreck him for all other men.

Christian cries out as my fingers brush his prostate, and he buries his face in the pillow as he trembles on the bed.

That's it.

That's his pleasure spot.

Christian fucking adores this.

Time to take this blushing angel over the edge.

With a ferocious growl, I slam my lips down his shaft and drive my fingers into his hole with renewed intensity.

His cock throbs in my lips, twitching as the sweet taste of pre-come floods my mouth.

His balls rise in his sack, his passage clenching uncontrollably around my middle finger as he whimpers and quivers and moans.

"Come for me."

It's an order. A command.

"N-Now, Daddy?"

"Yes. I gave you a command. Come."

Christian lets out a cry as his cock explodes, letting out streams of come.

I swallow everything, greedy grunts pouring out of me as I lap up his delicious creamy nectar.

His come is sweet and salty, and I swish it around my cheeks to savor every goddamn drop like a drug.

I want to remember everything. The taste. The smell.

I inhale deeply, breathing in the delicious scent of Christian's trembling body.

My briefs are wet and I vaguely realize that somewhere during the course of the blowjob I exploded in my pants but I don't give a fuck.

Not a fuck.

I've never come in my pants for anybody.

I'm a fucking stallion in bed who lasts all goddamn night and then some.

But Christian makes me explode without even realizing it.

He turns me into a breeder who can't control my orgasms around him.

I'll need new briefs, but who can resist perfection?

Christian collapses. "That was the best orgasm of my life.”

I grab his hair and force his lips to mine. "You didn't tell me you had such a perfect cock."

Christian whimpers. "It’s average, Daddy.”

"Not to me it isn't."

"Yours is bigger," Christian whispers. He grabs a handful of my raging hard-on through my suit pants. "It's enormous. How will it ever fit in my ass?”

I let his question go unanswered as I slam his lips on mine a second time.

I swirl my tongue around his mouth possessively and grab a fistful of his luscious ass.

Christian moans hotly against my lips and he drapes his arms around my neck, pouring his soul into the kiss.

Christian.

There is only Christian.

I was dead before he came into my life.

This boy awakened me.

He taught me who I am.

"Are you going to put your cock inside me tonight, Daddy?" Christian queries.

If anyone else said that to me, I'd grab a Bible and beat them over the head.

But the dirty talk suits Christian.

He's kinky AF and he owns it like a boss.

"Not tonight, boy." I untangle him from my arms and lay him beneath the covers. "We had a long day today and you need your beauty sleep to be big and strong. I'll slide your undies back on and be your big spoon so you can wake up refreshed and beautiful in the morning."

I won't fuck Christian tonight.

But when I do it's going to fucking shake New York City.

I'll brand my cock into his fucking soul.

I undress and slide into bed with Christian.

"Good night, Daddy." Christian snuggles into my firm chest as I pull the cozy blankets over us.

I wrap my arms around him in the big spoon position.

I'm fairly certain he feels my massive hardness against the small of his back through my underwear.

I’ll ignore it for now.

I can jerk off in the morning.

All that matters is Christian.