Teddy Bear (boyxboy)

Chapter 17

    I watch Damien's apple bob as he swallows harshly, his eyes still locked onto my pale thighs, and the black lace panties that contrasts my skin.

    I might be a virgin, but I'm not completely innocent. I know the basics. And I know what Damien is feeling right now. Besides, the large bulge in his pants does nothing to hide his true emotions. He doesn't make a move to cover it, which only causes me to get turned on more.

He wants me to know what I do to him.

    I clench my thighs together at the thought, and Damiens eyes follow the actions, causing a sexy smirk to grow on his face.

    I've never really had the desire to be touched by a man, or even myself for that matter before. But Damien makes me feel different. He makes me want to beg to have his hands all over my skin, anywhere he can touch.

"C'mere" Damien says- no. Commands- dominantly, nodding his head towards his awaiting lap.

    I nod submissively, shuffling forwards so I'm standing in front of him. Once I'm close enough, he roughly grabs be by the hips, pulling me down on top of him so I'm straddling him. His hands immediately cling to my thighs, rubbing up and down the smooth, shaved skin.

"Fuck baby" he mutters to himself. Usually i would wince at the curse but I can't find it within me to care right now, too lost in the feeling of lust, "you have no idea what you're doing to me right now"

Yeah I do but you don't need to know that

"What am I doing daddy?" I ask tilting my head, feigning innocence, as i shuffle forwards on his lap, unconsciously rubbing our clothed groins together. I let out a small whimper of pleasure at the feeling, while a low groan rumbles through Damien's chest as he grips my thighs tighter.

"Shit" he curses, throwing his head back on the back of the couch.

    I feel myself grow even harder— if thats even possible— at the sight of Damien, lost in pleasure and lust. Feeling confident somehow, I lean down, placing small 'innocent' pecks on his exposed neck.

"What am I doing to you daddy?" I repeat my question, continuing my assault on his neck, wanting to hear him tell me exactly what.

He pushes my hips down to I'm sitting directly on his crotch, staring into his lust filled eyes. "You feel that baby boy?" He says, shifting his hips slightly, making me even more aware of his growing problem. "Thats what you do to me"

I whimper, clutching onto the front of his shirt, experimentally rolling my hips, wanting to feel the same feeling as I did earlier. He chuckles in his deep voice, sending a zoo of butterfly's through my stomach.

"And it looks like i do the same to you, don't I?" He says, toying with the hem of my panties which are now soaked with precum and arousal, barely hiding my raging boner.

    I nod in response to his words, whimpering as his hand slides slightly closer to the place I so desperately want it it to be.

"My baby is all needy for me, hm?"

"Yes daddy" I respond breathlessly.

"And you want daddy's help, yeah? Because a little boy like you can't help himself" he says, his pinky finger slightly brushing up against my cock, teasing me. I know i should be offended by what he's implying, but i can't help but feel even more aroused by his degrading words.

Maybe I need therapy...

"Yes please daddy" I respond almost instantaneously.

"Ok little one. Daddy will help you then. As much as I love these panties on you, I want you to take them off for now. Yeah?"