Chapter Seventy-Eight: ...Did You Piss in Me?

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Briar squealed when he was suddenly swept up into his daddy's arms, being carried to the hospital bed as though he was not six foot and weighed in at around one hundred and ninety pounds after his recent weight loss. His voice rang out in joyous laughter the moment Quinn dropped him onto the soft surface, his body bouncing until the man leaned over him and swallowed his glee in a deep kiss. 

"Pinkie, set the phone up then lie down on the bed. Get your cock ready- I think our bunny here said he's hungry?".

"Famished!" Briar gasped before he was kissed again, "Starving!" another kiss, "Empty!". 

"We can't have that" Jesse smiled as they lay down. "But my panties are in the way. Be a good boy and help me take them off. Ah-ah!" they smacked Briar's hand the moment it reached for the underwear. "Bunnies don't use their hands, you silly boy. Mouth only". 

What happened next was a bit disorientating considering two people were moving Briar in separate directions, but when his body was finally not in motion, he leaned over the side of the bed, upper half resting on the mattress with his legs on the floor. He was confused on the position, since, well, he was supposed to ride Jesse soon- very soon, hopefully. But wouldn't that mean he should be on top of their lap? But then his daddy knelt on the ground behind him, and shoved the ripped back half of the bodysuit up so it clung around his waist.

Is he going to...?

"Sorry Bubs, looks like Daddy's hungry too. You've just got such a delicious body. So, while you keep the gremlin happy, I'm going to get you nice and wet so his cock can finally give you what you want. Bend over more, let me see your hole. Yeah... yeah, there we go. There's my pretty pussy". 

The moment a ghost of breath whispered over his backside, followed shortly by the gentle touch of beard-scruff, Briar could have cried. Quinn knew just how much he loved the anticipation of a mouth on his pussy, how much he adored the tension that came just before his daddy lavished him with a skilful tongue and insatiable hunger for oral. And he played on that, never giving the submissive more than a few soft kisses against the tight ring of muscle, or the gentlest of bites to his round cheeks. 

"Aw, are you crying, Bunny? Is daddy being mean to you?" Jesse cooed, bringing the boy's eyes to his with a grip on his chin. He nodded, loose hair settling on their stomach. 

"Hmhm. I want more, but he's not doing it" he sniffled, not ashamed of his emotional and immature display of upset. Instead, he turned it to his favour, nuzzling affectionately at Jesse's groin in the hopes of getting sympathy.  

"You poor thing. He's a mean man, isn't he? He doesn't deserve such a sweet boy. Never mind him, then. I'll take care of you" they coaxed, finally managing to get Briar to eagerly fulfil their earlier request of removing their underwear. The soft fabric was taken between his teeth, and he tugged, behaving appropriately and not using his hands. 

It wasn't as sexy as Jesse thought it would be, nor as sensual as Briar tried so hard to make it. It was slow and a bit of a struggle, the swell of their ass a bit too much for the panties to simply slip over and thighs a bit chunkier than the size of body the underwear was designed to fit comfortably. But they didn't mind. Jesse got off on seeing their Beauty reduced to a man using his teeth to take off their underwear, looking so weak and a bit pathetic in all honesty, and the submissive thrived on simply being given a task to perform. 

It wasn't the picture of eroticism and sensuality, yet they were both hard and hot by the time the panties fell from Jesse's ankles. 

"Suck my dick, Bri. Now, fuck, do it now" they demanded impatiently, raising their hips and shoving their shaft into Briar's face. He didn't mind a single bit, always pleased to be so close to a cock of such a pretty shade of light pink. He readily let the head slide along his tongue until his nose sat against their smooth pelvis, feeling their sack heat up beneath his chin. 

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