Big Boy by Skyler Snow

Six months later

"Alright,guys one more round before I have to get off of here for the day." I glanced down at the chat and laughed. "Yeah, the boyfriend will be home soon and our dogs are probably ready to bite me for not giving them all the pets today. Who's tanking? Kelsey? Of course I'm the healer!"

The round started counting down after we chose our characters and I grabbed my water bottle before downing a ton of it. Pretty soon Daddy would be home and if he saw I wasn't hydrating I would end up writing lines again. I hadn't done too badly today. A lot of water, two cups of green tea, and I had eaten everything he prepared for me. Hopefully that would save me.

I was well on my way for a good boy award. Hopefully, that award would be his cock in my mouth. The thought made me grin to myself and I shook my head trying to focus on the game again. Right, I had to pay attention to work.

"Don't forget guys we have our five-thousand subscriber celebration coming up this weekend. I'll be on from eleven am to eight pm and if you want to play a round with us let me know and you'll be added! I'm so excited you guys."

From their comments so were they. Five thousand subs was like a dream to me. Success had come as a shock, but Samuel insisted that it was inevitable. He saw parts of me that he considered beyond incredible and while I was still learning to see them too, apparently my fans loved me. That gave me a huge ego boost.

I adjusted myself in my chair and glanced down. Wow, it was always odd to remember that I wasn't nearly as big as I was before. I was still what Samuel affectionately called thick, but my stomach was smaller, my thighs didn't ache from being pressed up against the sides of my chair, and my clothes were starting to hang off of me a bit. It was time to go shopping again apparently.

"I'm going right," I announced, adjusting my headset. "Let's meet up and go down the middle."

My attention went fully into the game. When I was working the rest of the world disappeared and I was able to fully immerse myself in it. I owed that to my subscribers. They came to watch me have fun and kick ass so I made it my personal goal to be my best. The round was hard, but I kept pushing us forward. Finally, we finished the round on a win and I whooped.

"Good job guys! That was a great round." I stopped when I heard the front door close. "Oh, I have to get going, everyone. Thanks for hanging out with me today and I'll see you tomorrow. Don't forget to check my log-on times and follow my social media accounts. Goodnight!"

I logged off and quickly took off my headset. Daddy was home. I could hear him talking to Salt and Pepa quietly, trying not to disturb me as he always did when he came home. I ran out of the room and grinned.

"You're home!"

"I am," he smiled and pulled me into his arms before he kissed me so deeply my toes curled. "Hey, sweet boy."

"Hi, Daddy," I whispered. "How was work?"

"It was good as always. How was streaming?"

"Awesome!" I reached over and played with his locs that I had just redone for him the other day. "Want to play a game together?"

"You know I do. First, dinner. I don't know about you, but I'm starving!" He grabbed the leashes. "Let's give them a walk before we eat."

"Okay, Daddy."

We grabbed our jackets and took Salt and Pepa out. They were both excited, jumping around and trying to run off as we held hands and strolled. We passed a few cars and I stared at our reflection.

"Are you okay baby?"

"I can't believe this is my life," I mumbled as I stared at us. "I'm with you. Healthy. Happy." I shook my head. "Sometimes I think I'm dreaming and when I wake up it's all going to disappear."

"Never," he touched my cheek and kissed me. "This is our life now and that's not going to change."

"You really love me?" I was nervous to even pose the question, even though I’d asked him a hundred times before.

"More and more each day."

Ah, my heart squeezed. No matter how many times I asked Sam if he still loved me he was never annoyed or short. He just assured me that I was loved by him.

"I love you too," I leaned against him. "Let's go home."

"Yes, sweet boy." We turned back to the apartment. "Are we still on for Sunday dinner?"

I nodded. "Mom's trying to cook those vegan tacos you were crazy about when we went out for dinner. She said she was determined to make you some you would love just as much if not more."

He laughed. "I love her. My mom's still coming too."

"Oh, our mothers together again? What could go wrong?"

We laughed as we walked back to the apartment. Every time our mothers were in the same room we wanted to strangle them. It was like who could smother their boys the most. That or we got to hear about our future wedding...We weren't even engaged yet. But they both wanted the best for us. Even if it drove us a little batty.

"I'll get dinner going," Sam said as he walked inside.

"And I'm joining you. I want to sit around you even if we're doing nothing."

"Such a romantic," he left a lingering kiss on my lips. "You can help Daddy cook then."

"I would love to, Daddy."

"I'm booting up the game!"I called.

"Coming, baby." He walked in and laid some blankets down on the floor and pillows. "Got the snacks?"

"Popcorn and water. I am ready to kick ass."

"Me too, sweet boy."

We sat down together and I instantly snuggled up against my Daddy. He was warm and comfortable and I naturally relaxed when I was with him. He kissed my temple before he laid a hand on my thigh and gave it a tight squeeze.

My cock twitched.

Why was that all it took? One squeeze and I was excited and growing hard for him. He brushed his fingers over my dick purposely and I swallowed hard. Trying to think straight when he was slowly teasing my inner thigh and length was damn near impossible. I started selecting my character as our friends logged on and glanced at him.

"Are you playing?"

"Next round," he said with a nod.

"O-okay Daddy." I reached over and grabbed my headset as our friends logged on and started talking. "Yeah, I'm here."

"Where's Sam?"

I glanced over at him and saw his smirk. "Um, he'll join us next round. I think he's busy."

"Ah, man. Okay, everyone ready to start?"

"Yeah, let's g-" I sucked in a sharp breath as Sam tugged my basketball shorts down and wrapped a hand around my cock.

"You okay Carter?"

"I'm good." I bit back a moan as my cock was stroked slowly. I cleared my throat. "Sorry, I'm ready."

As the round started my Daddy didn't let up. I had to focus on the game, give out instructions, listen to my friends all while he toyed with me. He pushed my legs apart further and I let him, my cock jumping when his mouth engulfed my length in one go.

His strained cheeks stuffed full of my dick almost tore a moan from my throat. I shivered, my thighs tensing up as pleasure swept over my body like a raging inferno. Bobbing his head up and down, he glanced up at me and I could see a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. He swallowed me deep and his hands massaged my balls as I tried not to fall apart.

Oh, I was going to kill my Daddy. Trying to keep up with everyone else, heal them, and communicate was quickly becoming impossible. I closed my eyes and a moan slipped free.

"Are you sure you're okay?" one of my friends called.

"I'm fine!" I said quickly, shaking myself awake. "Don't think I'm feeling well or something, that's all."

"Do you need to take a moment?" my friend Ben asked. "Don't play if you're not up for it."

"Oh no, I'm fine. Thanks though."

"Up," Sam whispered as he stood and held out his hand to me. "Follow me."

"I can't leave," I hissed.

"Be a good boy and listen to Daddy."

Groaning, I stood up and let him move me around as I waited for the respawn time to count down. He bent me over the back of the couch where I rested my forearms. I could hear him moving around behind me, but I couldn't stop and turn around to see what he was doing without us losing the match. The first thing I felt was wet, warmth. Lube. No, he couldn’t be trying to fuck me right now. Right? Right!

I knew my Daddy's cock by now and when he pressed it against my hole, I inhaled and bit my tongue. He pushed forward, his length slicked up and ready to drive me crazy. I could hear my friends still chatting on the headset, but I couldn't decipher a word they were saying. It was all noise through a cloth, muffled and unimportant, because the only thing I could concentrate on was Daddy's cock.

His hands gripped my hips and I felt him sink inside of me until he was buried deep. Immediately, he thrust forward and I went with the motion, holding back the moan on my tongue that threatened to rip free. It took every ounce of strength in my body to hold onto the remote and not drop it as Daddy used me as his personal cock sleeve.

The warmth of his mouth as he kissed along my skin made me shudder. My cock twitched and my stomach tightened. There were too many wonderful sensations. He kept kissing my back, my arms, my neck. His nails dug into my flesh perfectly. I was on the brink of spilling my load all over the back of the couch if Daddy wasn't careful.

"Cum for me, sweet boy," he whispered against my ear. "Do it for Daddy."

I couldn't stop the moan that escaped as he spilled those words into my ear and his hand stroked my cock in time with his thrusts. Yeah, my Daddy was kinda evil. My eyes closed and I pushed back against him eagerly, my hips wiggling. I wanted to cum for him.

"Open your eyes and play," he chuckled. "You're not paying attention."

It wasn't fair. He was taking me apart and all I could do was stay bent over and take it while I tried to run through the game healing my teammates. My body tensed up and I panted softly as Sam stroked my cock and worked me over the edge.

But I held back, my breath caught in my throat as I tried to ignore him and concentrate on the game. He hammered away at my prostate, his aim too damn accurate. Finally, I spilled my cum into his palm as I squeaked out a pleasured moan and had to bury my face into the crook of my arm so I could muffle the sounds that were leaving my mouth. Daddy pushed in deeper and I groaned as he filled me up.

"Get in the game, Carter," Ben called over the headset. "Will you two stop being whores and get to playing?"

I barked out a laugh. "Shut up! We're starting a new match anyway. And besides, we won. Remember?"

They argued, but I ignored them as Samuel straightened me up and kissed me long and hard. I leaned into his body and beamed when he looked at me.

"I love you," he kissed me long and slow, his tongue lingering on mine.

"And I love you too," I said right back. "So much."

Samuel had given me everything I could ever want from life. A stable home, a loving partner, and the world's best dogs. Not to mention I felt better about myself than I ever had in my life all because he believed in and supported me.

“Should I join?” he asked with a grin.

I nodded. “Yeah and you can explain because I just got called a whore,” I teased. “Ugh, I don’t have time to shower before the next match.”

“Who said you were going to?” Samuel cocked a brow. “I love it when you have to sit around stuffed with my cum.”

My face burned and I had no doubt it was bright red. Shit, I didn’t even have the words to fight him. If he wanted me full of his seed for the next few rounds, who was I to argue? We cuddled up together and started playing before I stared up at him with unrestrained adoration.

I had the best Daddy in the world.